"Lingji, do you really disregard our relationship for so many years?"

The Holy Son of the Dao Immortal Sect looked at Yan Lingji with gloomy eyes and said.

Yan Lingji herself was just a poor princess who was hunted down a long time ago.

But she was rescued by a woman in their Dao Xianjiao, and she has been living in Dao Xianjiao since then. After Yan Lingji slowly revealed her evil talent, she became a generation of saintess in Dao Xianjiao.

"Son, please respect yourself and call me a saint."

Yan Lingji looked at the holy son of the Dao Immortal Sect calmly, and she had nothing to do with this holy son in the first place.

In the past, because his father was the leader, he had to have a conversation with him in normal times, but it was entirely based on the premise that he could get a lot of opportunities.

"Lingji will repay the kindness of the leader when she has the opportunity in the future."

Yan Lingji said calmly to the Son of the Dao Immortal Sect.

The current leader of Daoxian Sect is really good to her, not only giving her a lot of cultivation resources, but even letting her enter some secret realms in the teaching.

"Saint, you are being ungrateful."

An old man standing next to the Holy Son said to Yan Lingji with a gloomy expression, the Holy Maiden in her tutor must have taken a fancy to this little boy.

The saintess they teach is very talented, and now she has stepped into the realm of Tianzun.

"Old man, you deserve to talk to me like this."

Yan Lingji narrowed her eyes slightly, with a ball of fireworks dancing in her hand, she looked at the old man softly and said.

Although she is a saint of Dao Xianjiao, she also owes Dao Xianjiao some affection, but it has nothing to do with this old thing.

"Ah ah ah ah."

The old man suddenly cried out in pain.

When Yan Lingji spoke softly, the body of the old man who satirized her slowly and spontaneously ignited.

This scene looks a bit weird.

"Saint, you..."

The other members of the Immortal Sect next to the Son of Fairy Dust immediately glared at Yan Lingji and said, "In this situation, it seems that the saint at home is really about to disappear.

"In the future, there will be no saintesses from Dao Xianjiao, only followers of the young master."

Yan Lingji said to the people of Dao Dao Xianjiao with a teasing smile at the corner of her mouth. At this time, she walked gently behind Qin Jiuge, expressing that Qin Jiuge was in charge of everything about herself.

"Tianzun, please give me the face of Dao Xianjiao."

The fairy son of fairy dust looked at Qin Jiuge again and said angrily, he didn't expect that they would lose their fairy maiden once they came out, who would have thought of that.

And the saint of their Immortal Sect may be his wife in the future. After all, this is the rule that Dao Xian Sect has always existed since its establishment.

But now there is nothing.

"Let's go."

Qin Jiuge's eyes were dull, and he didn't even look at the so-called fairy son. Now that he has seized the opportunity in Wang Teng's hands, it's time to cut off a leek.

"Saint, you still have to think about it carefully, or you will regret it in the future."

There was a faint evil thought in Xianchen's eyes, if he got Yan Lingji back this time, he would have to persuade his father to order Yan Lingji to marry him no matter what.

When Xianchen finished saying this, he felt as if he was being suppressed by an inexplicable breath, making him unable to breathe.

boom.

Xianchen's eyes were full of horror, and his legs unconsciously knelt down.

"No, you can't do that."

Xianchen shouted loudly to Qin Jiuge, he is a man of great status, the imposing and immortal son of the great religion, if he kneels down in full view.

Xianchen felt that not only his own face but also his father's face was gone.

Chapter 252

puff.

Xianchen, who was kneeling on the ground with slightly rosy eyes, struggled to look at Qin Jiuge who was not far away.

Xianchen seems to have used a lot of strength to stand up

He felt like he had no power to fight back.

"I am the son of the leader of Dao Xian Sect, how dare Tianzun take action against me."

Xianchen shouted loudly at Qin Jiuge, and the imperial aura burst out in his body, violently moving in Qin Jiuge's direction.

He is not a weak person, on the contrary, he is still very powerful as the holy son of the Immortal Dafa, after all, he is not young anymore.

"Your Excellency is a giant of Tianzun, so it's not good to bully the small with the big."

The old man standing next to Xianchen looked at Qin Jiuge with a little anger and said.

This is bullying the small with the big.

In their eyes, the age of those who can step into Tianzun at this time is definitely not young.

They can't feel the age and realm of a Tianzun giant, after all, they are too far behind the Tianzun giant.

But the strong who can step into the realm of Tianzun will definitely not be young, and the extraordinary ones will have to be hundreds of years old to reach it.

So regardless of cultivation level or age, this Celestial Venerable is older than Xianchen.

"It's interesting to bully the small with the big."

Qin Jiuge smiled lightly, the appearance of the cultivation world in the fairyland is the most unbelievable thing, but sometimes you have to believe it.

For example, Qin Jiuge's appearance is very young, but if he exudes his cultivation base, no one except those who know his deeds will think that Qin Jiuge is only a teenager .

I only think that Qin Jiuge is the soul of that old monster, but his appearance was made like this by himself.

The so-called old immortals like to rejuvenate themselves.

The soul is the root of determining a person's actual age.

"Who said I'm older than you, believe it or not when I'm seventeen? I'm the same generation."

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