"The Saint Child's gold pattern, thirteen from the left, has the Saint Child's gold pattern!"

Ren Lingzi exclaimed. Standing on the top of the mountain, Lian Qiantu's mouth was wide open, and the wine in his mouth was spilled.

The Lanxue Palace on the Asura Mountain also looked at the thirteenth left blankly, and behind the thirteenth left, how could there be a golden pattern of the Saint Child.

That's just a legend, the legend of the saint son of the corpse Taoist school.

The corners of Nan Ya's mouth are twisting. He has the Saint Child Order, but the opposite of the left thirteen has the Saint Child Gold Pattern.

With the appearance of Shengzi Jinwen, the ancestor jumped out of the sea and looked at the thirteenth left in shock.

"how so?"

Shengzi Ling was not approved by the Patriarch, and Conghai didn't know. After all, it was only a Saint Child Order, but now the Saint Child gold pattern on the thirteenth left shocked all the tablets.

"Holy Son, are you worthy too?"

The thirteen from the left spoke lightly, and the golden pattern of the holy child he obtained from the wall of ten thousand corpses was always hidden by the thirteen from the left. Zuo Thirteen didn't care about the saints, and didn't want to dominate the disciples of the Corpse Dao Sect.

However, Nanya wanted to suppress the thirteenth from the left with the order of the son, and the thirteenth from the left finally used the golden pattern of the son.

"Wan Shibi, he is the first person in Wan Shibi, he has cleared the customs!"

The disciples finally got excited, the mysterious first person who surpassed Vietnam and Asia was actually thirteenth from the left.

"boom!"

The guard elder also rushed out in the direction of Wanshibi. He didn't expect that the first person was Thirteenth from the left. This talent was amazing.

"South Asia, hand over the Saint Child Order!"

The thirteenth from the left is the lord who must report to Jai Xie. He hooked his hand towards South Asia and controlled the gold pattern of the holy child. That is the real holy child recognized by the corpse Taoist school.

"you!"

South Asia’s face is beating, and South Asia has never encountered such a situation.

"It's okay if you don't want to pay, then get out of Hell Daoshan!"

"Don't think about dominance all day long, have the ability, and act to the outside world!"

The thirteenth left pointed towards South Asia, and the many disciples behind Nanya stood up one by one. Among them, Fang Yan shouted unceremoniously: "Yes, hand over the Saint Child Order, who are you a Saint Child?"

"The thirteenth from the left is the saint son, the saint son is golden!"

These disciples had been fed up with South Asia just now, even if they had a high cultivation base in South Asia, they would bow down when they came up.

"Oh it's you!"

Nan Ya's eyes sharpened, and at the same time, Ren Coffin and Conghai above the void looked at each other and wanted to say something, but they also felt a little embarrassed.

"You have the Saint Child Gold Pattern, and I have the Saint Child Order, it seems that anyone who wants to be a Saint Child, let's give it a try!"

"Competition?"

Everyone was stunned. A spirit sect in South Asia had to compete with the 13th from the left.

"enough!"

Ren Lingxi didn't want to have trouble with the thirteenth from the left, and the thirteenth from the left was right, and the most important thing was to fight for the son.

"Master, don't worry, it's just a fair fight!"

"What realm is he, what realm I call myself!"

South Asia has finally recovered its calm. For those with great luck, South Asia doesn't care about the Order of the Son at all.

"Wow!"

Shengzi Ling rose into the air and came directly into Ren Ling's hands.

"I'm South Asia, Zuidao Zong South Asia, thirteenth from the left, you dare to fight!"

"Don't worry, you are the Lingzun, and I am the Lingzun too!"

Under the purple-gold lamp, among the radiance of Qi Yun, a chain of shackles appeared on Nan Ya's body, and Nan Ya took the initiative to seal the cultivation base and turned it into a spiritual deity.

At the same time, amidst the glory, a martial arts platform condenses from the veins of the **** road mountain.

The Hell Dao Mountain was originally refurbished, but Nan Ya actually stripped the ground veins again with the help of magic techniques, which made Zuo Shisan a cold snort.

"Left thirteenth, dare you?"

On the martial arts platform, Nan Ya looked at Zuo Thirteen with contempt.

"I don't use Saint Soldiers either, how?"

The voice of South Asia spread throughout the Corpse Dao Sect again, and even looked at the top of Hell Dao Mountain.

"Whoever wins, the Son will go to whom!"

"Left thirteenth, if you dare not, then stay in Hell Road Mountain forever, don't come down!"

Nan Ya looked down on the thirteenth from the left, and none of the Corpse Dao Sect had expected that in order to challenge the thirteen from the left, Nanya proclaimed himself Xiu.

Everyone looked at the thirteenth from the left. Everyone knew the strength of the thirteenth from the left. However, the South Asia-Pacific was stronger, and even if the cultivation base was sealed, the South Asian combat strength was also against the sky.

"South Asia, come back!"

Ren Lingxi still shook his head. Even his master, he couldn't know how strong South Asia was. After all, each time South Asia returned from a foreign land, it became stronger and stronger.

In particular, the physique of South Asia seems to have been changing, from a war body to a spirit body, and from a spirit body to a Taoist body. Today, South Asia is said to have condensed the Eucharist, and it is a small Eucharist.

Moreover, this kind of eucharist is not a dragon or a gluttonous body, but a kind of eucharistic hidden in the legend, the eucharist of the road.

"Master, I just want everyone to know that I am the Son!"

"The fairy gate has been opened, I will represent the Corpse Dao Sect!"

Nan Ya smiled confidently, and these words also made Ren's pupil shrink, Nan Ya wanted to conquer all the disciples. But it's best not to touch the thirteenth from the left. Ren Lingtong knows that South Asia is very strong and has amazing luck, but he can't see through the thirteenth from the left.

"You are going to fight with me and call yourself a cultivation base?"

The thirteen from the left smiled and looked at Nanya. Amidst the shock of everyone, he walked towards the martial arts platform.

"Wow!"

"Left thirteenth is ready to fight!"

"Nonsense, the boss has always been fearless to challenge. In the same realm, the boss is king!"

Fang Yan cried out in excitement, and finally saw Zuo Thirteen making a move again, which made Fang Yan really excited.

"This kid!"

Some elders also talked about it, and the thirteenth left really dared. In the same realm, whether the thirteenth left is stronger than the immortal dao body, or the South Asian is more powerful.

"Fair, do you really call yourself a cultivation base?"

Above the void, the Lanxue Palace of Shura Daoshan suddenly questioned South Asia, and even a ray of Shura's energy descended on South Asia, trying to determine whether South Asia was self-proclaimed.

"Lord Blue Mountain, you?"

Nan Ya was also taken aback, the dignified mountain master was actually checking him, is this something?

"Check it out!"

On the side of Le Dao Mountain, the real evil spirits also nodded, which made Nan Ya a little embarrassed.

"This is the current Corpse Dao Sect?"

In the past, South Asia called for the wind and rain in the Zombie Dao Sect. Under one person and over ten thousand, all the disciples of Tianjiao in the Six Dao Peaks were suppressed by South Asia.

It's better now, these people are all 13 to the left.

"boom!"

On the martial arts platform, Nan Ya finally saw the thirteen from the left come up. How could Nan Ya at this time be able to hold back and proclaim himself the Spirit Venerable, but the Dao Saint Body, proudly come out.

Behind South Asia, a Taoist **** appeared, representing the Tao of Heaven. The spirit power all around rose to the peak in an instant, and everyone felt the power of heaven, bursting out of Nanya.

"Left thirteenth, be careful!"

The South Asia-Pacific is terrible, it is the power of the great power, this punch can not be received by any spiritual master.

Everyone shocked South Asia and worried about the thirteenth left.

But at this time, the thirteenth from the left, only extended one finger.

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