Chapter 9;
The eternal years left behind the Taoist tradition of the 3,000 Daozhou.
But there are very few Taoist traditions that can look down on the downstream of the desolate land, overlook the eternal changes, and be immortal.
An immortal dynasty like the Daxia Dynasty is considered one kind, and another kind of immortal family is another.
The essential difference is that the Great Xia Dynasty is an immortal dynasty, which emphasizes the supreme imperial power and governs the heavens.
The Changsheng Family is a family-like existence, but because of the long years of blood, its foundation and strength should not be underestimated.
There are only seven families of immortals in the boundless and vast three thousand Daozhou.
Every family of immortality has had an extremely glorious period of time and ruled the world. Even today, it shines across the three thousand Daozhou like a golden crow sun.
The Wang family ranks one of the immortal families in the lower reaches of the wasteland.
The arrival of the three brothers of the Wang family caused a surging discussion under the sky.
Xia Changqing's blood boiled and she stood tall.
In his eyes, the three brothers of the Wang family were like dragons and tigers, with a strong qi and blood, and an invincible spirit, all of which were young supreme sequences.
A war is not enough for Xia Changqing to fight. If he can confront three young supreme sequences at the same time, Xia Changqing should be able to taste the refreshing taste.
"Who is here to make a wild statement and accept the challenges of all the outstanding talents in the ancient land of the gods?"
The fifteen-year-old Wang Long is the eldest among the three brothers of the Wang family. Although he is young, he is extremely cruel and cold in temperament. He can draw his sword to face him with just a disagreement.
Within a few months after coming to this ancient divine land, more than a thousand young monks died at his hands!
Since he heard the news that Zhan Wushuang had spread, he has arrived here every moment.
Even if he was as strong as his three brothers in the Wang family, he would not dare to challenge all the monks in the ancient land of the gods. He would see who was so brave.
"It's this prince."
Xia Changqing shouted loudly.
Everyone held their breath and looked forward to the development of the situation.
Wang Long's face was full of confusion.
"Little baby, are you having a bad brain or have you eaten the wrong thing?"
"My elder brother is asking who is going to challenge all the heroes and geniuses in the ancient land of the gods here, not you!"
Wang Xuan, the second-ranked man, frowned and warned with an unhappy look.
Although he is gentle and elegant, and has a virtuous spirit like jade, he is not inferior to the royal dragon at all because of his cruel and ruthless heart and bloodthirsty life.
"Sorry, the one you are looking for is this prince!"
Xia Changqing's aura was like a rainbow, and his shouts were as deafening as the bells of Dalu.
"Half a month ago, the prince suppressed Zhan Wushuang and ordered him to invite all the geniuses in the ancient land of the gods.
Anyone who dares to fight with this prince will refuse to accept it. If you don’t believe it, you can go to Zhan Wushuang to ask him.”
A faraway place.
Zhan Wushuang, who led more than a hundred disciples of the Tongtian Ancient Sect, spreading news day and night, was a little tired between his eyebrows.
He suddenly sneezes and vaguely feels that someone is talking about him behind his back.
"That little baby won't spread the story of him suppressing this saint son..."
If that's the case, he would never have the shame to see someone in his life.
Not right. If the little doll could defeat other young supreme sequences, naturally no one would come to laugh at him.
So.
Zhan Wushuang worked harder to spread the news that the little doll was going to challenge everyone in the ancient land of the gods.
...
"Do you think I will believe your nonsense?"
Wang Long sneered at the sneer. He had heard of Zhan Wushuang's reputation, and was both the young supreme sequence, which was about half a dozen.
Even if he is stronger than Zhan Wushuang, he will not be much worse.
"Big Brother."
Wang Lin, the third-ranked man, suddenly shouted.
As we all know, the Wang family generation has produced three young supreme sequences of one mother, each of which has the unique talent to win the field of supreme giants.
The third brother Wang Lin is the youngest, but his talent and potential are the most terrifying. Even though Wang Long is the leader, he has always been in awe of this younger brother.
At first hearing Wang Lin's shouting, Wang Long understood and put away his sneer, and his eyes towards Xia Changqing became heavy, suspicious, surprised...
"The third brother has always been like a sensible view of the fire, but this little baby is only aged. When the third brother is so old, he has only just entered martial arts."
Shaking his head and murmured softly, Wang Long looked at Wang Xuan, the second brother, "It's not appropriate for me to take action, so I'll have to try this little baby.
If you bluff and pretend to be a ghost, you will chop one arm or one leg.
In short, keep him for a breath and don’t let outsiders say that we three brothers will even harm the ignorant child.”
Everyone gasped.
You want to chop off an arm and a leg of a baby who is five or six years old. Is this cruel enough?
Whoosh
With the sound of breaking through the air, Wang Xuan, who was spotless in a long robe and particularly handsome and elegant appearance, fell in front of Xia Changqing as dazzling as a torch.
He never regarded Xia Changqing as a threat from beginning to end, and raised his right hand high and slashed horizontally.
His horse was quick and fast, just like a sharp sky knife, aiming at Xia Changqing's right arm.
“Too slow.”
Not many people could see clearly at the scene, and only saw Wang Xuan's slashing hand knife, which required Xia Changqing's fat little hand to hold firmly in the palm of his palm.
"How could he catch my movements?"
Wang Xuan retreated in surprise, trampling the ground into cracks, and unable to break free from Xia Changqing's hand.
The little doll standing in front of him contained a terrifying force beyond imagination.
"Click"
Accompanied by a crisp and pleasant sound of bone cracks.
Xia Changqing crushed Wang Xuan's bones.
"Ah...ah!"
Wang Xuan, whose palms were twisted and deformed, and his bones emerged from under the flesh, was in pain and sweating profusely.
"Little beast, I'll kill you!"
He was really angry! He wanted to eat the little baby in front of him alive.
"The dog barking and noisy! If you three brothers don't go together, this is your contempt for this prince. Do you want this prince to forgive you?"
Xia Changqing, who could see at a glance that the three brothers were not good people, kicked Wang Xuan out with one kick.
"Second brother!"
Wang Long flew out and took Wang Xuan, looked down and his face turned pale.
As a young supreme sequence, the body and soul are as solid as rocks, and water and fire are not invaded, which is a must.
Wang Xuan, who was kicked by Xia Changqing, actually vomited blood and fainted. His chest was sunken and his ribs were all broken!
This shows how powerful Xia Changqing's kick is!
"Flash kill?"
"It's so scary!"
"Does anyone know where this little doll comes from? If it weren't for the eternal holy land and the great emperor's Taoist throne, how could such a monster be cultivated?"
Wang Xuan's miserable end made thousands of monks who were covered in all directions feel the coldness and chill all over his body.
There are not a taboo genius who can crush the young supreme sequence, but the little baby has this ability when he is less than ten years old, which is simply against the will of heaven.
Chapter completed!