The Holy Land of Xihai,

temple,

Many senior officials were all sitting in the temple. Today, the elders had a majestic color in their eyes, the hall was extremely quiet, and many had ancient aura fluctuations.

"Welcome to the Saint!"

"Welcome to the Saint!"

“…”

With Wan'er's arrival,

All the elders present stood up and knew in their hearts that Wan'er's strength is unfathomable now, and her cultivation has already reached the True Yuan Realm. At the Potian Realm, it is True Yuan!

Now Wan'er is even vaguely pointed to the next generation of palace master by the fairy in orange!

"Please get up, elder."

Wan'er's voice came. She traveled through many elders, walked to the highest position, and sat down slowly. Sister Orange is not here. Many elders are already dissatisfied, but they dare not speak.

"Junior Sister Wan'er..." A intimate voice came, giving people a very comfortable feeling. It was the man in white under the steps. He was graceful and stood there, and many elders looked at him with awe.

Young Master Tianpeng!

Now, he is in the realm of a real person!

Extreme talent and strong strength!

Many elders changed their eyes secretly, with a hint of chill in their eyes and a slightly cold smile on their lips, but they didn't say anything, sitting in place, quietly watching the scene.

"We are not familiar with each other." Wan'er said calmly. Her beautiful eyes did not look at Mr. Tianpeng from beginning to end. Outside, Mr. Tianpeng was considered a genius boy, and countless beauties admired him and pursued him.

However,

Young Master Tianpeng has not won Wan'er for two years!

He felt resentful, but he didn't say it.

"It's been two years, Junior Sister Wan'er, why should you hide from me?" Young Master Tianpeng smiled faintly. His eyes kept looking at Wan'er. It turned out that he was a beautiful woman who was fascinating to the whole country. Since ancient times, heroes loved beauty. Perhaps only such a woman could be worthy of him.

"Is there anything wrong?"

"If it's okay, I'm going to go back to the Crystal Palace." Wan'er said, her wind and clouds were calm, but in fact she felt a little nervous. The many elders present all felt a hint of pressure and no longer had the awe of the past.

"Junior Sister Wan'er, this year's Holy Road competition is coming to an end. This year's Holy Son is about to appear. Are there many outstanding disciples willing to go with me to witness?" Mr. Tianpeng came with a magnetic voice.

"Don't go." Wan'er said

"Why?" Mr. Tianpeng asked.

"I'm not interested in accompanying you." Wan'er's beautiful eyes stared at the sky. She slowly walked to the door and looked at the sky outside the window. For a moment, the atmosphere around her was a little silent, and there were some blue veins on Young Master Tianpeng's forehead.

"Saint, where is the fairy in orange?" asked Elder Xiao.

"In retreat." Wan'er answered.

"Fairy in Orange, she has been in seclusion for more than a year."

"She, nothing happened, right?" Elder Lin's indifferent voice came.

"Who allows you to speak like this in the temple?" Wan'er's cold voice came, and golden light was burning all over her body, and a terrible aura rose into the sky. She was the saint and the majesty of the fairy in orange clothes was unquestionable!

For a moment,

Elder Xiao and Elder Lin both calmed down, but their eyes obviously had no fear of the past.

"Junior Sister Wan'er."

"The elders are also concerned about the safety of Fairy Orange. It is said that a year ago, when she returned from serious injury, she went to seclusion. But I don't know if she is okay?" Mr. Tianpeng asked tentatively.

Wan'er sneer in her heart,

Are these people finally unable to help them?

"Sister is very good."

"You want to see her? I can ask for instructions, but... can you take responsibility if you disturb my sister's practice?" Wan'er's voice came, and she looked at everyone present with cold eyes.

Many people tremble all over.

If the fairy in Orange is really in seclusion, who dares to take responsibility?

"Holy Maiden."

"This year's Holy Road Selection, the Orange-clothed Fairy should have broken through the barrier, right? After all, her annual Holy Road Selection has never been absent." Elder Xiao smiled faintly, and a sharp cold light flashed in the eyes of several people.

“That’s natural.”

"However, my sister has been in seclusion for a long time and may not be out of seclusion." Wan'er continued, her heart trembled. The elders in the temple really couldn't help it. What should she do if she was alone?

"Um."

"Saint, you should consider your marriage with Mr. Tianpeng." Elder Xiao said, "You should be clear that our Xihai Holy Land needs a saint to appear! Above the real person is the saint."

"Now, the fairy in orange cannot go into seclusion. In another two years, a large army of aliens will attack. The West Sea Holy Land is in danger. If the West Sea Holy Land has not produced a saint, the entire West Sea will be destroyed!"

Elder Xiao suggested,

Elder Lin also agreed.

All the elders in the entire temple nodded in unison.

Young Master Tianpeng stood with his hands behind his back, looking up and down at Wan'er's figure, and a faint smile appeared. Haha... Even if it is a saint, even if it is Wan'er, he will eventually become his woman!

Even if she is a saint, she cannot change this!

If you want to blame, just blame the Orange Fairy was seriously injured a year ago and ran back to the Holy Land of the West Sea!

This scene...

Although others don’t know, he saw it!

The Holy Land of the West Sea should also be controlled by Mr. Tianpeng!

He wants to be the king of the Holy Land of the West Sea!

As for the fairy in orange, Young Master Tianpeng is decisive. Even if she can live, it will be a miracle!

“This is impossible.”

"Three years ago, you all met him. The person I like was Brother Ye Tian." Wan'er's voice came, and her beautiful eyes were still a little firm.

Over the years, the elders have been constantly suggesting,

Today, was there a showdown?

If the West Sea does not have a saint, how can we face the army of alien races?

"Ye Tian? Haha, it's been three years, where is he?" Elder Xiao said lightly, "Three years ago, Ye Tian's strength was just an ant, and how much strength can he improve in three years? We don't have time!"

"It will take at least one and a half years to create a saint!"

"You must use the blood and body of a pure Yin woman to allow the real person to break through to the saint in a short time! And only the talent of Mr. Tianpeng in the entire West Sea holy land can be achieved!"

"If Fairy Orange Clothing still cannot break through the Holy Road Competition this year, then we can't wait. Even if you like Ye Tian, ​​he is not here. Even if he is here, he will not be a saint!"

"So, do you understand how to do it?" The elders looked at Wan'er with majestic eyes. There was an unquestionable indifference in their eyes. In this Holy Land of the West Sea, the Orange-clothed Fairy was not there, and the will of the major elders was the will of the Holy Land of the West Sea!

The Holy Land of the West Sea, we must create a saint!

The will to unify the holy land of the West Sea! Wan'er, how to compete?

She is the saint of the Holy Land of the West Sea, and even if she sacrifices for the West Sea, she should do it!

Otherwise, the country will be destroyed and the family will be destroyed, and the West Sea will be destroyed!

Only saints can protect the peace of the Holy Land of the West Sea!

"Um..."

"I know..."

Wan'er's tears slid down, and she walked out of the temple under the eyes of everyone, leaving behind the scenes of the ending. She was still a little aggrieved, and she felt a huge pressure gathering, which made her breathless...

It's less than a month away from the Holy Road Competition...

Now that Sister Orange has suffered such a big change, how could she break through the barrier in just one month?

One month later...

If Sister Orange doesn't leave the seclusion,

Does she really want to marry Mr. Tianpeng?
Chapter completed!