Chapter 396 Do You Want to Challenge Me?

Entering the Xuantian Small World, Lin Xuan and others appeared on a colorful altar, with runes of different colors flashing around the altar.

The vitality containing the law of the Broken Dao rushed towards him, and a little bit of starlight sprinkled on Lin Xuan's body, as if he was sacred.

Lin Xuan took a step without caring about the others, and the vast breath instantly swept the starry sky, alarming many powerful people.

"Who is so unruly!"

A powerful person who had just fallen asleep opened his eyes hazily, and his tone was a little angry. If he hadn't felt the breath of Xuantian Holy Land's skills in that breath, he would have suspected that there was a turmoil in the outside world and someone came in to die.

In the haze, there was a thousand-foot fairy mist hanging from the clouds, and billions of rays of light spread out, like a sun suspended above the sky, in which there was a faint figure, and endless jade buildings appeared around him, gods and demons stood in a row, and a sky was suppressed for eternity!

Facing the gazes coming one after another, the figure who seemed to be the Emperor of Heaven was not panicked at all, and seemed calm and composed, with no ripples in his eyes, as if there were countless stars, deep and vast.

"I am the Holy Son of Xuantian, and Xuantian Palace should obey my orders!"

Lin Xuan opened his mouth, and a huge vision appeared, evolving into thousands of purple air, which was indescribably precious and covered half of the sky.

"He's coming!"

The powerful people in the Xuantian Small World were silent, but did not speak. They were watching. Lin Xuan's strong attitude was obviously asking for punishment. He was dissatisfied with someone detaining the Holy Son Order, and he wanted to establish his authority!

"So domineering, it seems that this saint son appointed by the headmaster is not a pushover"

"Such a terrifying vision, and he also carries the inheritance of Danxian. If it weren't for Wang Di, he might really be the most ideal saint son of my Xuantian Holy Land"

"What a pity..."

After witnessing the battle between Wang Di and Chen Changqing, the two quasi-saint sons, and seeing Wang Di's strength and potential, most of the elders acquiesced to Wang Di's approach.

Perhaps, only the headmaster could be comparable to the current Wang Di when he was young. That is the power of crossing the extreme realm. It is a small group of people who have reached the extreme since ancient times!

In this era, only five people have reached this level, and now Wang Di has joined!

So in the eyes of many elders of Xuantian Holy Land, Wang Di has the qualification to become the saint son of Xuantian Holy Land. There is no second person in the extreme realm in Xuantian Holy Land in this life.

At least, they think so. There has never been a Taoist sect with two extreme realms in the same era.

"He's finally here..."

"I didn't expect this battle to come so soon"

Chen Changqing and a woman opposite him felt the huge movement above the sky at the same time. The woman turned around and said, "Who do you think is stronger between him and Wang Di?"

The woman was the fourth seat saint of Xuantian, Chao Xiyue, and she was also a famous supreme pride.

"I can't say"

Chen Changqing shook his head: "I fought with Wang Di, and Wang Di was indeed very terrifying. Just three moves were enough to defeat me"

"But this one gives me a feeling like a vast abyss, noble and mysterious"

"If I fight with all my strength, I am not this one's opponent"

The woman was a little surprised. Now Chen Changqing's strength can definitely enter the top ten of the Destiny Mythology List. If he hadn't met Wang Di, the monster, he would definitely be the most eye-catching new star in Xuantian Holy Land and even the Ten Thousand Races of the Heavens.

Now, he is willing to admit defeat.

"Chen Changqing, you have changed a lot..."

In the past, Chen Changqing was not a person who easily admitted the strength of others. He was an extremely proud person.

Chao Xiyue sighed slightly, and raised her swan face again, looking at the domineering and unparalleled figure.

"It is really a world of great contention. First there was Wang Di, and now there is Lin Xuan!"

In her beautiful eyes, the flowing colors are shining.

Lin Xuan's words also set off a storm in the small world, and many disciples of Xuantian Holy Land raised their heads.

"He is the Holy Son recognized by the headmaster!"

"It is indeed so powerful that it is terrifying. The aura he exudes makes me palpitate. Can Lord Wang Di defeat him?"

"No, Lord Wang Di is the most powerful. The kind of power that makes people despair, the Holy Son should belong to Lord Wang Di!"

"I am really looking forward to it. My Xuantian Holy Land has not started such a heated competition for the Holy Son for a long time!"

Many sleeping Xuantian disciples walked out of the seal one after another, with endless visions and expectations. First, Wang Di fought against Chen Changqing, and then if Wang Di defeated Lin Xuan, then even if the headmaster came forward, he could not change the ownership of the Holy Son position!

Soon, a blue air like ice rose into the sky, flowing with a halo, extremely magnificent. A figure stepped out from the endless fairy light, wearing a black cloak, handsome face, crystal clear eyes like ice and snow, which made people shudder. When they looked at each other, they seemed to fall into an endless purgatory, just like an ancient demon god descended to the world, and all the ways collapsed, and the world disappeared.

"Lin Xuan, the position of the Holy Son should not be decided by one person. Even the head of the sect cannot easily decide the position of the Holy Son!"

In the depths of the Xuantian small world, an old voice came out, the air seemed to solidify, and time and space seemed to be frozen and lost color.

This is the old ancestor who strongly supports the Wangdi lineage, and it is also an indescribable supreme existence!

"Then do things according to the rules of the Holy Land!"

Lin Xuan said in a flat tone: "The position of the Holy Son has always been determined by strength. If someone is dissatisfied, everything can be said by strength!"

"Do you want to challenge me?"

Lin Xuan lowered his eyes, looked at the emperor and asked in a low voice. The boundless palaces appeared, like the legendary fairy palace. His figure gradually became hazy, sitting in the center of the hall, like a supreme emperor scolding the emperor. Disrespectful minister.

"I'm...offending Tianwei!"

I don't know why, but this thought flashed in the emperor's mind. If the rest of the people were facing this scene, they would probably lose their minds or even collapse. However, it was the emperor after all. In just a moment, he had all the thoughts in his mind. The thoughts in my mind were dispelled, and I fell into an ethereal state.

"Lin Xuan, if I win today's battle, I will replace you and become the Holy Son of Xuantian."

The emperor stepped forward with one step, and the bones in his body were filled with shocking sword energy. He split the sky, and a piece of heaven and earth appeared behind him. The immortals fell, dyed red, and all the magic was invisible. An unimaginable big demon was swallowing the sky. Earth, the magic light shines on the past and present, dyeing all things.

"It is indeed powerful, no wonder he is qualified to detain the Order of the Holy Son!"

Lin Xuan admitted in his heart that the Emperor was definitely the most terrifying genius he had ever seen besides Kun Pengzi.