"Hehe, you can speak human words! Rubbish!"

　　 Thor sneered and sneered.

　　 In the blood rain, both of them are preparing for the next final blow.

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Chapter 320:

　　 "Where is the head of Yuanxu Holy Land!? See you in Heavenly Holy Land Ning Beichen!"

　　 Outside the mountain gate of the Yuan Void Holy Land, Ning Beichen turned over from the old cow and used the technique of sound transmission for thousands of miles.

　　 The disciple of the guard at the door just wanted to step forward and interrogate, when he heard Ning Beichen self-reporting that he almost collapsed on the ground in shock.

　　Ning Beichen! ? The saint son of the heavenly holy land, there is no one before and after, the youngest supreme immortal emperor! ?

　　 All the people in the Yuanxu Holy Land were shocked.

　　 Aside from the various titles of Ning Beichen resounding in this world, what really scares them is that Ning Beichen has enemies with them in the Holy Land!

　　 No emperor sits in the holy land, facing a supreme immortal emperor, there is no resistance at all.

　　 "Yun Taichong, the head of Yuanxu Holy Land, has met Emperor Ning Xian."

　　 It was almost as soon as Ning Beichen's words fell, a figure appeared immediately before Ning Beichen's eyes and arched his hands.

　　 "I have seen the head of Yun."

　　 Ning Beichen replied with a polite.

This made Yun Taichong a little surprised. He thought that the other party was here to avenge him. After all, an elder from the Yuanxu Holy Land once tried to kill him. Although he was unsuccessful, this kind of hatred was not so easy to resolve. of.

　　 It's just that Ning Beichen's polite appearance really makes him puzzled.

　　 "Emperor Ning Xian, this is..."

　　 In any case, the other party has now become a great emperor of the party, or the youngest Supreme Immortal emperor in history. Such an existence can no longer be offended by today's Yuanxu Holy Land. Yun Tai wiped his forehead with cold sweat and asked tremblingly.

　　 "Don't be nervous, Head Yun, my past grievances with Yuanxu Holy Land have been wiped out. I have something to ask you this time."

　　 Ning Beichen comforted.

　　 "Well, one is better than canceled!"

　　 Hearing Ning Beichen's words, Yun Taichong seemed to have received an amnesty, the stone hanging in his heart fell instantly, and he nodded his head quickly like a chicken pecking at rice.

　　 "Come on, please invite Emperor Ning Xian to enter my Yuanxu Sacred Land and talk in detail. The little old man must know that he is not speechless and has endless words."

　　 Yun Taichong's old face smiled like a chrysanthemum. As long as he was sure that Ning Beichen was not here to retaliate, he would be happy even if he threw his morals away, and invited Ning Beichen into Yuanxu Holy Land.

"good."

　　 Ning Beichen smiled and nodded, and followed Yun Tai rushing in.

　　 left the old cow waiting outside the mountain gate, looking at his back with a grimace.

　　 The current Yuanxu Holy Land still occupies a blessed place, a valley full of spiritual energy, and countless caves and blessed places, but along the way, the disciples of Yuanxu Holy Land are all listless and depressed.

　　 Following Yun Taichong came to a hall, Ning Beichen sat down at his invitation.

　　 "I don't know what happened to Emperor Ning Xian this time?"

　　 Yun Taichong greeted the two beautiful female disciples to serve Ning Beichen tea, and asked with a smile.

　　 "It's true that I am here this time for your family, Emperor Yuanxu."

　　 Ning Beichen took the tea from the female disciple, ignored the Qiubo they kept secretly sending, and said straightforwardly.

　　 "Um...(⊙o⊙)..."

　　 Yun Taichong said with a puzzled look.

"Not long ago, all the immortal emperors went to the void to fight the outer heavenly demons. If it weren't for the Great Emperor Yuanxu to fight to the death, not only me, but all the immortal emperors would fall. Therefore, not only me, but also other immortal emperors also owe the Great Yuanxu one. Fate!"

　　 Ning Beichen explained.

　　 "It is so!?"

　　 Yun Taichong didn't expect such a thing.

But think about it, since the Great Emperor Yuanxu’s madness spread throughout the world, the strength of the Yuanxu Holy Land can be said to have plummeted, but the other holy places seem to have not heard it. No one has fallen into the ground. This has also changed after receiving Ning Beichen’s words. Take it for granted.

　　 All the immortal emperors owe Yuanxu a life, such a great kindness, if they can do things that fall into the ground, but it is disdainful for the world, no one is willing to bear this kind of infamy.

　　 "So, this time I came here to inquire about the affairs of Emperor Yuanxu, hoping to return the grace of protecting each other."

　　 Ning Beichen nodded and said.

(cged)

　　 Hearing Ning Beichen's words, Yun Taichong was stunned on the spot.

　　噗通!

　　 "What is the head of Yun!?"

　　 Ning Beichen looked at Yun Taichong who was kneeling on the ground and said in shock.

　　 "Dade Emperor Ningxian! Little old man thanks!"

　　 Yun Taichong knelt on the ground, arching his hands and thanking Ning Beichen.

　　 Ning Beichen originally had an insoluble hatred with Yuanxu Holy Land. Even if the Great Emperor Yuanxu rescued him, it would only be equal to each other, and Ning Beichen was able to help them regardless of previous suspicions, which was a blessing to them Yuanxu Holy Land.

　　 "It doesn't have to be this way, head Yun please get up soon."

　　 Ning Beichen lifted the void and lifted Yun Taichong's body.

　　 "Head of Yun, let's talk about the affairs of Emperor Yuanxu."

　　 Mo Cangqi's impact on the immortal realm is imminent, and Ning Beichen's time is relatively tight. To save these unnecessary courtesies, Ning Beichen's words are urging.

　　 "Don’t hide the truth from Emperor Ning Xian, there was nothing unusual about my ancestor’s return, but he hurriedly retreated when he came back, not long ago..."

　　 Yun nodded too aggressively.

"My ancestor’s retreat suddenly a terrifying power soared into the sky. Many disciples who practiced in the retreat were affected by this momentum. My ancestor also suddenly changed their temperament that day, and called a group of elders to say Disband the Holy Land."

　　 Yun Taichong continued.

　　 "He didn't say why?"

　　 Ning Beichen frowned and asked.

　　 Yun too rushed and shook his head: "No."

"When the ancestor left the customs, the beaten hair was like a madman. Of course, I and the elders did not agree with the ancestor's dissolution of the Holy Land, but it seemed that the ancestor was only a temporary intention. After being opposed by me, he went his own way, but left suddenly after that. , There is no more news."

　　Ning Beichen could hear it in the cloud, at least not different from the rumors, and couldn't help but feel a headache.

　　 "Are there any other details?"

　　 Yun thought too much, and suddenly a flash of light flashed: "It seems to be there!"

"Say it!"

　　 Ning Beichen asked quickly.

　　 "When I saw the ancestor went out, there was a dark air hidden in his chest. At the time, I thought that the ancestor was just a little confused during the retreat, but now I think about it, but something is wrong."

　　 Yun Tai Chong frowned and said.

　　 "Chest!? Black air?"

　　 Ning Beichen's face was a bit ugly, and there was a faint anxiety in his heart.

　　 "Do you know where your ancestors went?"

　　 Ning Beichen asked.

Yun Taichong shook his head: "The power of the ancestor, the supreme immortal emperor, is something that I will be able to pursue in the last minute and the like. I only know that when he leaves, it is the direction of the boundless sea in the east and the island of the east pole. ."

"good."

　　 Ning Beichen nodded, his figure suddenly turned into a streamer and flew out of the hall.

　　 "It's over?"

　　 The old cow felt his back sink and asked.

　　 "Hurry up, go east!"

　　 Ning Beichen urged very eagerly.

　　 "What's wrong?"

　　 asked the old cow in a puzzled way.

　　 "If it doesn't come out of my expectation, something big will happen!".

Mime private 321

　　 "Leia sauce! Be careful!"

　　 The sage Liya waved her staff and quickly performed a miracle to remind Leia to set a barrier.

　　 Boom!

　　 The Valkyrie with a burst of flames kicked strongly, and put his foot on the barrier, making ~ waves of ripples.

　　 Click.

　　 An unpleasant voice sounded, and the barrier was cracked every inch, and finally could not bear the huge force to shatter it completely.

　　 But fortunately, this also bought Leia-time.

"drink!"

　　 The girl's low voice sounded, and the blade slashed toward the opponent without mercy. The holy sword that can be called a divine weapon, attached to the blessing of God, fell toward the opponent fiercely.

　　 "Hehe, don't underestimate us!"

　　 The white-haired young man at the back laughed, and the blood-red ghost reached out to Leia.

　　 A horrible suction force instantly moved Leia's body to him involuntarily, making Leia's sword move immediately invalid.

　　 "Cut!"

　　 Swordsman Nabe saw Leia in distress and cut out a sword at a very fast speed.

　　 Only a cold light flashed across, which instantly interrupted the white-haired young man's weird tricks.

　　 released the control, Leia jumped to the rear and distanced herself from the enemy.

　　 "Uncle Bald! Are you really just looking at it!?"

　　 Leia's face was bulging like a puffer fish, and she said to Saitama who was looking aside.

"Forehead....."

　　 Saitama stared blankly with two dead eyes.

　　 It's not that he doesn't want to make a move, it's that the opponent is too weak to be interested at all!

and. . . . . .

　　 "You said, don't call me bald! Call me Saitama, Saitama! Bastard! (〃＞絲＜

　　 "Saitama!?"

　　 A few people just noticed why this strangely dressed up character with a completely different style of painting is so familiar to others.

　　 It is impossible for anyone in this world to know One Punch Man Saitama, no matter what race he would not wear such an earthy yellow tights, and even bring this cloak.

　　 The smooth shiny bald head and the iconic dead fish eye are no different from the legendary Saitama.

"Depend on!"

　　 The white-haired youth showed a rare expression of scorn.