Villain Has 100 Million Bad Points

Long Aotian completely underestimated this ten-year-old Myriad Dao Immortal Sect God Son.

Jun Xiaoyao was still punching with one hand, while the other was behind his back.

The white clothes are better than the snow, and the temperament is detached.

Like the True Immortal that does not fall into the world of mortals, it has a leisurely breath.

Doesn't look like he's been through a war at all, great Sacred.

"Master is invincible!!!"

Ye Qingchan, this girl, looks straight to her face.

In her eyes, Xiang Jun is simply a fairy, okay?

Not only her, but also the arrogant princesses of many forces present, all had beautiful eyes shining brilliantly.

With every gesture, it overwhelms the taboos of the first generation of the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

How many young people in the world can have such a demeanor?

But even so, there was no panic on Long Aotian's face.

...

"Long Aotian, should I say that you are arrogant, or that you are stupid, but you are just an avatar, and you still want to defeat me."

Xiang Jun said calmly.

As early as the first time he saw Long Aotian, he understood that he was just a clone.

But Xiang Jun doesn't care about that.

Because whether it is the deity or the avatar, they are all the same in his eyes, and they can be suppressed at will, without much difference.

At best, it may take a few more tricks to suppress the deity.

...

"hehe"

"Son of Xianzong, I admit that you are very strong."

"But the next time we meet, it will be the day you die."

Long Aotian said in a cold tone.

Immediately, the dharma body shattered, turned into specks of light and shadow, and dissipated into the void.

...

Xiang Jun's ten-year-old banquet came to an end amidst such ups and downs.

The Sect Leader, Elder, and young Tianjiao of all major forces, when they left Myriad Dao Immortal Sect, the shock and amazement on their faces never disappeared.

In their opinion, what they saw at Wan Dao Xianzong this time shocked their hearts.

Especially the god son of Xianzong, who is like a young Dadi, possessing an invincible spirit.

Whether it is Lin Feng from the Double Pupils, or Long Aotian, the first taboo of the Zulong Nest.

In his hands, they are like soft persimmons, which can be kneaded at will.

Some young Tianjiao couldn't help sighing and despairing when they compared with the God Son of Wan Dao Xianzong.

With Xiang Jun here, in this life, where is the place for the rest?

Even some of the older generation are sighing.

With Xiang Jun's current cultivation speed, in a few years, wouldn't he surpass those old seniors?

therefore

Everyone knew that after the ten-year-old feast, the Primordial world, which had been quiet for a long time, was about to be turbulent.

...

On the other side, in the void, a divine bird flew past pulling a chariot.

In the compartment, a young man in a blue shirt, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, faintly woke up.

It was Lin Feng.

"Hiss...it hurts..."

As soon as Lin Feng moved his body, he felt like he was about to fall apart, and his face turned pale from the pain.

"Holy Son, you are awake."

On the side, Forber said.

"I am..."

Lin Feng was at a loss for a while, and then finally recalled everything at the banquet.

A strong sense of humiliation filled his heart.

As the son of destiny, Lin Feng, has he ever suffered such a disadvantage?

Not to mention losing face in front of the goddess of own.

"Xiang Jun..."

Lin Feng clenched his teeth and clenched his fists, his joints were all white.

"Holy Son, don't provoke the Son of the Immortal Sect."

"Old man, I got the news that even the first generation of the forbidden body of Zulong Nest was easily beheaded by him." Fu Bo sighed.

"What, there is such a thing!?"

Lin Feng was stunned, and couldn't believe his own ears.

"hateful……"

Lin Feng was both resentful and ashamed.

"When will the descendants of the Lin family be as unambitious as you?"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded.

"who is it?"

Lin Feng looked around.

But the next moment, his eyes fell on the ring between his fingers.

This ring was passed down to him by his late mother.

The ring suddenly flashed blue.

Immediately, a phantom of a white-browed old man in a blue dragon robe suddenly appeared in front of Lin Feng.

"You, you are..."

Lin Feng stared wide-eyed, looking at the old man in front of him.

Man's face was in disbelief, when did someone inside his ring?

"Who are you? Why are you in my ring? What do you want?"

After a little silence, Lin Feng asked a key question clearly.

"I...you can call me Yao Lao."

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