As the laughter fell, the flying boat also came closer.

The elegant man in purple clothes came out of the air, with a first-class appearance and extremely handsome.

But the arrogant arrogance between his eyebrows made Mu Xia glance and look away.

"Holy Son of the Holy Palace."

Yuan Mo called out coldly, and murderous aura suddenly filled his eyes like glass.

Mu Xia's eyes, which were not interested in the first place, immediately moved back.

"These two people have a grudge?" She raised her eyebrows and asked Rong Cang.

"Blood Fender!" Rong Cang nodded: "Master Qin Dan has been practicing in seclusion with the master. It is not surprising that Master Yuan Moyuan is the legitimate son of the Demon King Island."

"The demon prince has no rich descendants, only one son and one daughter, all of whom were born with a powerful human woman."

"But this son and a daughter are extremely successful, inheriting the strongest bloodline of the demon king and the human talent of the mother."

"The little princess of Demon King Island only took more than fifty years to achieve the Golden Pill!"

"It's a genius among the geniuses in the Little Spirit Realm!"

"It's indeed extraordinary!" Mu Xia exclaimed.

Such a talent is extremely dazzling in any cultivation star.

"What a pity." Rong Cang sighed: "It's a pity that the little princess was raised innocence. She met this saint son while she was training outside. She was tricked by the other party and forced to take over Yuanyin, and she even had to subdue her as her mount!"

"The little princess exploded herself in the golden elixir, and only her soul escaped back to the Demon King Island."

"What happened later." Mu Xia narrowed her eyes.

"Later, the Demon King and his wife entered the Holy Palace and fought fiercely with the Holy Lord for three days and three nights, both of whom were injured."

"The Demon King has dismantled half of his body and reshaped his body for the little princess. But after many years, I have never heard of the little princess coming out of the Demon King Island again. As for how it is now, no one knows."

Mu Xia looked over and saw that Yuan Mo and his group and the Holy Son were indeed at a strife.

Especially Yuan Zhan and others behind Yuan Mo, everyone was blushing and clenched their fists tightly.

"Why not do it?"

"Can't kill it."

Rong Cang shook his head: "Don't say that the Holy Son is the most beloved young son of the Holy Lord of the Holy Palace. He always has a Nascent Soul Great Perfection Protection. After he forcibly seized the little princess Yuanyin, his strength has also increased greatly."

"The third place on the earth list, the cultivation level of the half-step Nascent Soul, is only 120 years old, and is almost invincible in the Golden Pill Realm!"

"Even five years ago, he crossed the border and killed an early stage master of Nascent Soul, destroying the other party's body, and only Nascent Soul escaped."

"Well, it's so awesome." Mu Xia slowly touched her chin.

I wonder if Shengtian will go crazy if he kills this Holy Son?

The Holy Son felt her "hot" gaze and looked at her, with a stunning look in his eyes.

"This girl is polite."

He smiled gracefully.

If it weren't for the fact that Rong Cang had just finished talking about his glorious deeds, he would have looked like a slutty just by relying on this skin.

"The Holy Son is polite." Mu Xia suddenly bent her eyes.

The sage in the eyes of the Holy Son was even more amazing.

The girl was wearing a veil and full of agility and ambition. The bright light in her eyes with a smile could almost make people's eyes shine.

It makes people imagine how glorious her face should be after the veil?

He was fantasizing about Mu Xia.

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Who knew that in Mu Xia's heart he was already a dead person.

"Sir Shengzi, Lord Yuan, can you start?" A head of another camp urged: "If you delay any longer, I don't know how many people will fight for it."

Yuan Mo closed his eyes and suppressed the murderous intent that was almost rushing out of his heart.

He can't kill him.

At least, I can't kill it now.

"Yes." Yuan Mo opened his eyes again, and his eyes returned to a calm state: "The alchemist who participated in the competition, let's go out of the list."

A sinister old man came out next to the head of the family who had just spoken.

"My old man, President of Longyuan Branch, Mu Yin." He reported to his family that he was the seventh-grade alchemist mentioned by Yuan Zhan before.

Behind him was Miss Qiao, and his eyes gloomy from time to time.

"See Master Mu Dan, who is in the lower fifth grade alchemist, Li Wentao, dare not compete with a few, so come and join in the fun and study with the seniors."

Another alchemist came out.

"At the lower fourth-grade alchemist, Zhang Yufeng."

"At the lower fourth-grade alchemist, Dong Yi."

“Below…”

There were seven or eight alchemists in total, and they were not of high grade. They were all invited by nearby families in a hurry.

"It seems that this saint son is going to take charge of the Phantom Crystal Mine!" When the saint son saw these people, he shook his head and chuckled.

A middle-aged man with a majestic weapon emerged from the air on the flying boat behind him.

He was wearing a pure white robe, with the horns of the robe covered with auspicious cloud patterns in the sea, and a strong fragrance of pills on his body.

"He is... Lord Gu Canghai!"

"Oh my God! How can you compare this? Lord Gu Canghai is the junior brother of Lord Dan Emperor, an eighth-grade alchemist!"

"Meet the ancient alchemist..."

A series of screams burst out from the alchemist.

Even President Mu Yin, the president of Long Yuan, leaned over and bowed down with a gloomy face.

"Damn it! How could it be him!" Yuan Zhan and others gritted their teeth, feeling unwilling to give in: "Only Lord Dan Emperor can suppress Gu Canghai's alchemy technique! I would rather burn these illusion crystal mines into fire! I would rather have the grandson of the Holy Palace besides taking advantage of it!"

"Haha, this saint happened to be with the ancient alchemist. I didn't expect that I was so lucky. When I encountered this Fantasy Crystal Mine, my grandson Yuan even set the rules for the Danbi."

"Young Master Yuan, thank you for your generosity!" The Holy Son pretended to hold his fists at Yuan Mo, and there was a deep look of pride in his faint smile.

"You can invite the alchemist from Demon King Island. I guess it's President Rong, the seventh-grade alchemist?"

Everyone looked at Rong Cang.

But when Rong Cang saw Rong Cang laughed, "With the ancient alchemist in front of you, I won't show off my skills. There is another alchemist in our camp."

Is there someone else?

What does this... mean?

Could anyone still compete with the ancient alchemist?

Not to mention the surprise of others, even Yuan Mo and Yuan Zhan and others behind him were stunned and looked at Rong Cang foolishly.

Then I saw the girl wearing a veil, and with a leisurely smile, Yingying walked out.

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