I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

Jin Yulu's words made all the Tianjiao monks present focus their eyes on him, they did not expect him to be so confident.

Even the legendary chaotic body, which is unparalleled in the world, is completely ignored.

At the same time, I became more and more afraid of the golden rule of having golden blood.

Even Feng Mu looked sideways at him, looking in Jin Yulu's direction.

"Hehe... Everyone in the world says that Mr. Jin is the only one who has the hope of catching up with many saint-level figures. It really is better to see it than to hear it."

The saintess of the Misty Palace said, with a wave of her plain hand, a jade cup flew towards Jin Yulu, and said: "I offer a cup to Mr. Jin."

Jin Yulu was not polite, after taking it, he drank it down.

"The chaotic body is really nothing to be afraid of."

I don't know if it's because he is not to be outdone, or because he is truly confident, Feng Mu said lightly, "A strong physique doesn't represent everything.

The great emperors throughout the ages are almost all of ordinary physique, but which one has not defeated all the arrogance of the same period, even if they have a transcendent physique, there is no exception. "

His words not only belittled Chaos Body, but were obviously aimed at Jin Yuru.

Jin Yulu, who was still immersed in the praise of the saintess of Misty Palace, suddenly turned cold.

However, before he could speak, the saintess of Misty Palace immediately spoke and changed the topic to the Saint's Secret Realm.

"Throughout the ages, the two people who passed the test of the holy way finally broke through the holy realm and became famous saints of an era."

A prince of the Gugan Dynasty in Zhongzhou said slowly: "Could it be that, as the rumors say, once you pass the test of the holy way, you are destined to become holy in the future?"

"The saint who lived in seclusion in the Holy Spirit College in the past exhausted his whole life's efforts to create this secret place.

The last trial inside is not a test of cultivation, but a monk's comprehension and understanding of martial arts. "

A young man in Tsing Yi slowly said, "If he can pass the final trial of the Holy Way, it means that his comprehension and understanding of martial arts is very similar to that of the saints of the past.

It can indeed be said that the future is destined to be sanctified. "

He is the number one arrogance in Lingbei, and he knows a lot about the secret place left by the saint in the Holy Spirit College.

"It's quite reasonable to say so."

Many Tianjiao monks present nodded.

But Chu Xianxian frowned slightly after hearing this.

He muttered in a low voice: "It may not be a good thing if it fits too well with the martial arts understanding of the saints of the past?"

"How could you think of that?"

Qin Feng looked at Chu Xianxian in surprise.

He thought that Chu Xianxian was only interested in handsome men and beautiful women, but he didn't expect to know a lot about martial arts.

"Hee hee...Brother Qin Feng can't underestimate me." Chu Xianxian said proudly.

Seeing his appearance, Qin Feng shook his head helplessly.

"What are you two talking about?"

Most of Tang Rui's attention was on the saintess of the Misty Palace. After hearing the words, he asked doubtfully, "It fits very well with the martial arts philosophy of the saints in the past. Is there anything wrong with it?"

"If your goal is just sanctification, that's fine."

Qin Feng said lightly: "But if you want to go further in the future, these will only become your shackles."

Tang Rui's eyes widened when he heard this.

He didn't expect that Qin Feng, who seemed to be weak in cultivation, had such a lofty goal, and wanted to go further after becoming a saint.

For a moment, he looked at Qin Feng with admiration.

After being teased by Feng Mu, Jin Yulu was drinking depressedly when he noticed Qin Feng from the corner of his eye, and his expression turned cold.

"It's you! You kid actually dare to appear in front of me again." Jin Yulu's eyes were filled with killing intent instantly, and he stared at Qin Feng with an extremely cold voice and shouted.

At the last auction in Yunjing Villa, Qin Feng snatched the aura of the sacred artifact he wanted, and he always held a grudge, but he never met Qin Feng again after that.

He didn't expect that Qin Feng would dare to attend the banquet even though he knew he was coming.

"what happened?"

All the Tianjiao monks present had a sudden change of expression. They didn't expect Jin Yulu to be suddenly angry, and they all looked over for a while.

Because Qin Feng came relatively late, the seat was on the edge, and most of the monks' attention was on the saintess of the Misty Palace and Feng Mu, so many people only noticed Qin Feng now.

I exclaimed again and again for a while.

"Hiss... so handsome!"

"Is he a Banished Immortal?"

Many people were amazed by Qin Feng's immortal appearance, even the saintess of Misty Palace, her expression froze slightly, she did not expect that there is such a handsome person in the world.

But most of the male monks had indifferent expressions on their faces, thinking that Qin Feng was too stealing the limelight.

Qin Feng was used to the fiery or indifferent eyes, and his face was calm.

He glanced at Jin Yulu, and said lightly, "Why don't you dare, do you think you have anything worthy of my fear?"

He never cared about Jin Yulu's previous threats, and he didn't care at all.

Many people here were surprised. They didn't expect the little-known Qin Feng to dare to talk to Jin Yulu like that.

"You are courting death."

Jin Yulu's eyes were burning with anger, and he stood up suddenly, with a dazzling golden light outside his body, and a powerful aura emanating from his body.

Except for Feng Mu and the saintess of the Misty Palace, everyone present felt tremendous pressure, Tang Rui and Chu Xianxian were no exception.

In Qin Feng's eyes, there was a chill.

After all, he already had the idea of ​​suppressing Jin Yulu before, and checked Jin Yulu's consciousness to see if he had any thoughts about Hunyuanzong's secret.

If Jin Yulu wanted to make a move against him, it happened to be an opportunity for him.

Although he is low-key on weekdays, he is not blindly forbearing.

"Buzz!"

However, just as Jin Yulu was about to make a move, a ray of light suddenly fell from the dome of the palace, instantly suppressing Jin Yulu's head.

The terrifying aura caused the expression of everyone present to change.

Jin Yulu felt the most pressure, as if endless divine power poured into his body, his face turned pale instantly.

"What is the meaning of Misty Palace!" He shouted angrily.

The monks present were also full of doubts. Could it be that the saintess of Misty Palace fell in love at first sight, fell in love with Qin Feng, and wanted to protect her?