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The Demon Emperor's bloodline is very powerful, and his cultivation and comprehension improve rapidly.
"Is that even human language?" the dark-skinned youth behind him said.
"However, it's still possible to spar with my sister and give her some pointers," the dark-skinned youth said with a smile.
How can a friendly sparring match be called a beating?
"I'll remember you all," Lian Qing said angrily.
Looking back at the void, there was nothing left.
They left together afterward.
"Xiaoqing, let's go back too."
"Go back and cultivate diligently," Shi Yadie said.
"I gained a lot this time as well."
“Young Master will be alright,” the little bluebird said.
“Yes, he will,” Shi Yadie said. “Good people don’t live long, and he’s not one of them.”
"Miss is talking badly about Young Master again. I'll tell him when he comes back," said the little bluebird.
"Whose girl are you anyway?" Shi Yadie asked. "You haven't been brainwashed yet."
"But the young master is very kind to her," the little bluebird said with a grin.
"Am I not good to you?"
"all good."
"So you actually stood on his side without hesitation?" Shi Yadie said.
"Just once," said the little bluebird.
She kept turning back as she walked, filled with worry; she just didn't want anything to happen to the young master.
“I trust him, and my gut feeling is that nothing will happen to him,” Shi Yadie said.
"He has already left, so let's leave too."
"Miss, the people from the Feathered Divine Dynasty are ahead," the little bluebird said.
The procession of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Feathered Divine Dynasty encountered Shi Yadie and Shi Potian and Lian Qing, who had not gone far.
The person opposite him was cold and menacing, but harbored murderous intent.
Shi Potian stepped forward, showing no fear whatsoever.
"Do we want to fight?" Shi Potian asked calmly.
"Do you all know that the Heavenly Punishment Order of the Feathered Heavenly Court is related to the demon and witch, and they should all be executed?" The Feathered Holy Son sneered.
"If you want to fight, then fight; if you don't want to fight, then get lost. I don't have time to waste with you." Shi Potian's iron rod appeared in his hand.
"Shi Potian! Did you really think you couldn't be killed?"
"Enough with the nonsense." Shi Potian swung his iron rod and smashed it down.
The holy son snorted coldly. At the same level, his sword shadow was unparalleled, his sword energy soared to the sky, and the rainbow light connecting heaven and earth met the attack.
After a period of confusion, the two were evenly matched.
Shi Potian is strong enough, and the Ascension Saint is indeed very strong.
However, Shi Potian was the type to become more and more ferocious as the battle progressed, and his momentum was still rising.
"If you can't do it, come at me." Shi Potian laughed, his arrogance sweeping over all around him.
The holy son was arrogant and fearless, surrounded by sword energy and celestial light, forming a sword domain storm.
Wherever they go, they crush and destroy.
Shi Potian was still very straightforward and brutal, swinging his stick and smashing it down.
A single, earth-shattering blow can also be equivalent to ten thousand blows; it may seem brutal, but it is in fact the formless Dao.
Jiangnan had already evolved a very powerful method.
From one stick to ten thousand sticks, then one hundred thousand sticks, and then back to one stick.
Although it is a single stick, it is ever-changing, and each strike is different.
Each strike is a destruction of the Great Dao, a single strike shatters the heavens.
There were many experts who had ascended to immortality, as well as a saintess. He looked at Shi Yadie.
"Everyone says you're not worthy of being a Saintess. Let me try and kick you out." The Ascended Saintess walked out arrogantly.
"Perhaps you'll be the one kicked out," Shi Yadie said calmly.
She has just achieved a spiritual transformation and is truly unafraid of any opponent of the same level.
On the other side was a saintess at the Dragon Transformation Realm, who faced off against Lian Qing.
Lian Qing didn't indulge her either. She was in a bad mood, did she think her Demon Emperor's inheritance and Demon Emperor Body were fake?
The Demon Emperor predates the Feathered Emperor, and his Demon Emperor physique is no less powerful than any other battle physique.
There are many Holy Sons and Daughters who have ascended to immortality, and only a portion of them have come from this side; they all have their rivals.
As for those young talents, the Cowherd and the Bluebird are enough.
They are all very capable.
The Cowherd and his ilk are second only to the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters, and they might even be able to fight each other.
Xiaoqing is of the bloodline of the divine bird Bifang, so she's no less remarkable.
The two sides clashed and exchanged blows for a while before retreating.
They are all from the holy land; it's not time to fight to the death yet.
But since they've met, neither of them will give in.
Everyone is in a bad mood.
The Feathered Divine Dynasty, in particular, was even more arrogant and wanted to suppress the other side, but in the end, they did not gain any advantage.
Even the strongest on both sides, Shi Potian, was slightly suppressing their Holy Son.
However, it must be said that the Feathered Divine Dynasty truly has a large population and is very powerful.
They are the only family among the human race, not just two holy sons and daughters; they have many.
They have all met this standard.
Less than half of them came.
Other holy sites are not suitable for comparison in this way.
The Demon Emperor's Palace is poorly managed and has many demons; in fact, these few are only a portion of it.
However, with so many demons around, many of them are not on good terms.
For example, they didn't like the large number of people Jiangnan had wiped out before.
There are also some people I don't usually associate with.
If they were to unite, they would have many experts, with numerous individuals at each level of cultivation.
It's not easy to form a united front.
There is no being like the Demon Emperor, who inspires universal worship and following.
When young talents and saints meet, it's common for them to compete with each other.
They are all used to it.
They are evenly matched, each has a trump card to save their life, and neither can easily capture the other.
"Damn it, my stuff! Waaah, waaaah..."
"Awooo...kid..." The sincere little monk went crazy and started barking like a husky.
It runs around wildly, just like a husky.
"Even those who possess supreme imperial weapons have survived, but the scourge lives on for a thousand years. This kid shouldn't die, right?"
"But what if he uses my things?"
"I've destroyed all my Quasi-Emperor weapons! Oh my god, it hurts so much... I can't breathe..."
"Even if the kid isn't dead, his strength is incredibly strange, and he's improving rapidly. How can we let him get away with this?"
"I need to break through to the Saint realm as soon as possible... but damn it, I feel like even the Saint realm isn't enough."
“Array patterns are the most deceptive thing. This kid even stole my array patterns and learned them very well.”
"Ugh, this is so heartbreaking..."
"Nine dragons pulling a coffin, it really exists! If this thing is stolen..." The little monk's eyes gleamed.
I hesitated several times before, and never dared to go.
That thing is both incredibly alluring and quite mysterious.
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