Xuanhuan: I can see the script of life!

The Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas radiates power to all forces within a radius of 50 miles.

The Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas has an extremely large number of Buddha statues. Even if the saints do not come out, their Buddha statues can sweep the world, and they dare not refuse.

At this time, when he heard the holy voice from the Ziwei Holy Land, located in the highest palace of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas, the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas looked in the direction of the Holy Land of Ziwei, with a faint sneer on his face.

Beside the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas, there is a young man with his hands down, looking into the distance, which is also in the direction of the Holy Land of Ziwei.

"In the Ziwei Holy Land, after a hundred years, another holy son has been erected." The Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas said indifferently: "Dutian, are you sure to kill him?"

"What my predecessors can do, I can naturally do."

Du Tian is the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas this year, sweeping away all the young talents in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas, his strength is extremely terrifying!
His tone was very indifferent, as if he was telling a simple matter.

The Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas smiled lightly after hearing the words: "Okay! Those people in the Ziwei Holy Land don't know how to live or die, but they dare to set up a holy son and covet the ancient battlefield. They are really dead!"

Du Tiandao: "It is said that the old saint in Ziwei Holy Land is at the end of the road, but he will be resigned in ten years. The Ziwei Holy Land has not received any talents in recent years, and there is no one who can stand alone!"

The Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas said contemptuously: "That old thing can't live for too long, ten years? I can't see that it will rot in two years!"

"At that time, without the protection of the sage, the Ziwei Holy Land will be a chopping board where fish can be slaughtered at will!"

The Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas said with a fierce look on his face: "In the Ziwei Holy Land, there are things that my Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas desperately needs. Once it perishes, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas will take off if it gets that treasure!"

"It's been less than a month since the opening of the ancient battlefield, so prepare well!"

The Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas suddenly said: "The Holy Son of Ziwei is now standing, I'm afraid it's just a fake, I don't know what kind of rotten fish and rotten shrimp it is! However, I still have to kill it."

In the words, Qin Yang, who had just become the Holy Son, had been sentenced to death.

Qin Yang, who was thousands of miles away, naturally didn't know that someone had already murdered him in the dark.

At this moment, he is worshiped by everyone and enjoys the glory of the Son of God.

Looking at the cheers around him, Qin Yang let out a breath, thinking that before, he was still a disciple of handyman, nothing at all, but now he has transformed himself into the holy son of Ziwei Holy Land, possessing the supreme status!
And the people in the four big pits have also been picked up by the Lord Ziwei, and the four great talents stand aside, continuing to look up at Qin Yang.

Duan Cangshan secretly said: "Holy Son. Supreme glory! However, Qin Yang is indeed worthy of this strength!"

Although he felt regretful in his heart, he was still overwhelmed by Qin Yang's strength.

at this time.

Lord Ziwei and the four elders landed and arrived at Qin Yang's side.

"Holy Master." Qin Yang nodded slightly to Holy Master Ziwei.

The Lord Ziwei and the four elders looked at Qin Yang, with expressions of relief on their faces: "You deserve the position of the Holy Son! There has been no one as powerful as you in the Ziwei Holy Land for a long time!"

Qin Yang looked calm.

"In a few days, the ancient battlefield will open. At that time, you will lead the disciples of the entire Ziwei Holy Land to the ancient battlefield!"

Holy Lord Ziwei suddenly said slowly: "Do you have the confidence to return with a big victory?"

As soon as the words came out, Qin Yang could already hear the degree of danger in the words.The ancient battlefield is bound to be full of extreme danger, and it is unknown how many dangers will appear.

However, Qin Yang's confidence has risen since he became the Holy Son.Only at this moment did he feel that he was a heavenly pride, existing as the facade of the Ziwei Holy Land!
Qin Yang's eyes gathered bit by bit, and said: "This is inevitable!"

The short four words made Holy Master Ziwei and the four elders nod.They could see that Qin Yang was extremely ambitious and seemed to have a higher goal to pursue.

Then, Lord Ziwei flew into the sky and announced to the inner sect: "The position of the Holy Son has ended! Qin Yang, established as the Holy Son!"

Everyone looked at Qin Yang longingly, this is a supreme arrogance, an existence worthy of admiration!
"Next, start the assessment of inner disciples!"

As the voice fell, the blood of all the inner disciples gradually began to boil, and they were the ones who appeared on the stage.

The next protagonist is the inner disciple!

Qin Yang left the center of the square, and then came to Qing Lan.

Qing Lan couldn't restrain her excitement: "My lord, you have succeeded!"

At this time, Qing Lan's fish scales on her cheeks became shallower and thinner, as if they were about to disappear.

Qin Yang patted Qing Lan's head and said with a smile, "Sir, I can certainly do this, but next, it's your turn to play."

The assessment of inner disciples is aimed at everyone.Everyone will be assessed to show their strength.

"Um"

Qing Lan nodded slightly, but there was a trace of pain on her face, as if she was very uncomfortable.

"My lord. I feel like something is colliding in my body." Qing Lan suddenly said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Qin Yang immediately put his hand on Qing Lan's wrist to feel it.

boom!
A majestic and inviolable aura instantly bounced off Qin Yang, and Qin Yang's expression changed slightly.

Could it be that at this time, Qing Lan's blood is about to awaken?

After being stimulated by Qin Yang just now, the painful expression on Qing Lan's face became more and more serious, as if she was being stabbed in the heart by thousands of needles.

"Son."

Qing Lan's voice became softer.

Immediately afterwards, a mutation appeared!
A golden dragon flashed faintly in Qinglan's eyes, majestic and majestic, like the ruler of the world.

The next moment, Qing Lan's whole body began to linger with a touch of golden color, which was an extremely holy aura!

at this time.

The aloof Lord Ziwei keenly sensed the change, and looked towards Qing Lan.

Seeing this, Holy Master Ziwei immediately stared at Qing Lan, as if staring at the treasure in the world: "This is, this is"

Not only the Lord Ziwei, but also the four elders all turned their attention to the past.

"What is in this woman's body? It seems that something is about to be revived!" A venerable elder said solemnly.

In the next moment, Lord Ziwei and the four elders came to Qin Yang Qinglan's side and surrounded them.

On the side, many inner disciples were surprised and puzzled, what happened?
Boom!

A huge mysterious force that seemed to be out of the sky erupted from Qing Lan's body!
Qing Lan's body is golden in color, like a holy day, it must not be offended!

This change immediately changed the expression of Lord Ziwei: "What kind of terrible blood has awakened?!"

"hold head high--"

A voice that seemed to come from the ancient times came from Qing Lan's body. At this moment, Qing Lan has lost consciousness, and she is moving with the blood in her body!