Villain: I am wronged, Master, I am really not a scumbag

And just when everyone in Zhenliang Pass was having a heated discussion about Lin Xingyun's record and potential, it was difficult to calm down.

At this time, tens of thousands of miles away to the north, there is another pass fortress on the endless border, called Zhenlong Pass. Just as the city is about to be destroyed by dark clouds, countless strong men from both sides gather here, surging fighting spirit. Murderous aura enveloped the entire pass.

But unlike the fight outside Zhenliang Pass, where the sky was dark and the earth was dark, at this time the two sides were only confronting each other in front of the pass and had not really started a war.

At this time, the number of monks on both sides was a thousand times less than before Zhenliang Pass, but their momentum and coercion were far superior!

Just because the people gathered outside the Zhenlong Pass at that time were all saint-level warriors from both the fairyland and the foreign land. Those who could successfully survive the saint tribulation and become a saint were considered to be rare talents in the two worlds.

The two sides faced each other across the vast wasteland outside the pass. Although the atmosphere was solemn and solemn, they never made the first move. There seemed to be some kind of tacit understanding and they were waiting for something to come.

At this time, at Zhenlong Pass, a group of monks from the Immortal Realm camp were waiting. They all came from all races in the Immortal Realm. Many of the monks looked different from the human race, but all of them were dignified, calm and majestic.

But there were only two petite little girls who looked extremely out of place in the crowd. Even though the atmosphere was serious, many people still looked at them and talked about them.

"I've been practicing too much pupil skills recently, so my eyes have split open? Why are there two princely realms sneaking in here?"

"You read that right, these two are the two most famous and proud women in border areas in recent years. Although they are in the realm of princes, they both have the fighting power to kill a saint!"

"This time it's the border officials who specially dispatched the two of them to help in the battle!"

"Brother, are you kidding me?! Even if these two little girls can defeat the saints, they can only deal with the early stages of the saint realm. There are a large number of saint perfection monks here! This is not for them. To die?"

"Oh! You don't believe it even if I say it. You'll understand later when you see it!"

"No matter how powerful these two girls are, their looks...are truly stunning and hard to find in the world!"

"Cough...cough! Let me clarify first. I don't have any preference for petite women, but these two girls are really————"

"A bunch of idiots! Are you here to fight or flirt? Please behave yourself!"

"No! Fellow Taoist, didn't you see those two little girls eating there? If you want to take care of them, take care of them first!"

Waves of commotion began to be faintly heard from the crowd, and they basically revolved around the two beautiful figures at the front of the Zhenlong Pass.

At this time, on the wall of the pass, two little girls were sitting side by side. There was no tension at all before the war. Instead, they were kicking their feet and eating snacks.

"Yao Yao, try this! This is our Chuzhou specialty, it's delicious!"

A pretty girl wearing a red embroidered skirt and a bun, took a bunch of soft glutinous pastries covered in sugar and happily stuffed them into the mouth of the woman next to her.

She was only five feet tall, almost exactly the same as the other girl next to her. She had a thin and unremarkable body, and the red dress clung to her body tightly, but couldn't hold it up at all.

But her eyebrows were pretty and cute, and her fair and delicate face had a lively smile. When she looked at Qin Di Yao, her expression was full of unconcealable affection.

"Willow, calm down, this is a battlefield after all."

Qin Diyao reluctantly advised, but still chewed the delicious food in his mouth quickly, obviously not taking it seriously.

A hundred years later, she is still wearing a black dress without any decoration, but her appearance is unparalleled, her eyes are pure and flawless, but her expression is not as happy as it was a hundred years ago, but has a bit more vicissitudes and vicissitudes. A sense of maturity.

At this time, she had already hidden her cat ears and tail features, just like a simple mortal girl, not showing off, just sitting quietly eating snacks.

"Why are you restraining yourself? Who dares to care about us two?"

"And don't you just want to fight with those little minions on the opposite side? I'll take care of them all by myself later!"

Chu Weiluo remained relaxed, took the half-eaten pastry from Qin Diyao, and stuffed it into her mouth.

At the same time, he waved his small arms towards the outside of the border. His slender and white right hand was clenched into a pink fist, proudly showing off his strength.

These extremely arrogant words and actions left everyone around him speechless!

"That's crazy! Whose little girl is this? She is quite beautiful. How come her brain is broken at such a young age?!"

"This is the immortal goddess Chu Weiluo of the Chu family. It is said that her cultivation qualifications are unparalleled in ancient and modern times. She is the chosen one who is not seen in a million years by the Chu family!"

"It doesn't matter if she is someone you haven't met in hundreds of millions of years. It's outrageous for a prince to be so mad!"

"The foreign land attaches great importance to this battle, and the twelve imperial clans have sent a large number of people here!"

"There are many true emperors among them. Once the war starts, even if we all come together, we dare not say that we can compete!"

"The goddess of the Chu family said that she wanted to deal with him alone!"

"This is too ignorant! Young people are too young after all!"

While all the monks were discussing, they couldn't help but look towards the wasteland beyond the border.

In the foreign camp, in addition to a large number of foreign monks waiting in formation, there were also twelve Iron Thrones stretched across the sky!

There is a figure sitting on each Iron Throne, all exuding the purest aura of superiors, as if they were born emperors, with indescribable dignity, overlooking all the creatures below indifferently from a high position.

The monks below didn't even dare to look up too much, just because the twelve of them were the best among the twelve imperial clans in the foreign land, and some of them were even the true heirs of the great emperor!

Among the twelve Iron Thrones, there was a middle-aged man in black robes. His face was livid at this time, his knuckles were clenched, and the rolling murderous intention could hardly be contained, and it almost condensed into substance around him!

"What's wrong Yuan Pi, you don't look right, what happened?"

There was a man on the throne beside him who was waving a folding fan. Seeing his strange expression, he asked with a smile.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a small matter."

Yuan Pi's face was gloomy and he didn't say anything clearly, but boundless anger was already welling up in his heart!

Just now, a life tablet he stored in the Qiankun Ring was broken. It was the life tablet of his most beloved legitimate son Yuan Rui!

"How is that possible! Our side has an absolute advantage over Zhenliang Pass, how can we still lose?!"

"Who is it! Who killed my son?!"

"If I find you, I will torture you thousands of times, and then drain your essence, blood, and origin to vent my hatred!"

Yuan Pi's face was gloomy, but he didn't reveal his thoughts, and he still sat calmly.

Naturally, the Fairyland side could not detect their strangeness, and could still only feel the terrifying power of the twelve Iron Thrones in the sky!