Villain: Capture the Lolita Sword Spirit at the beginning

A purple-gold mysterious light shrouded the entire conference hall, and many saints in the conference hall looked at each other, tacitly choosing not to help each other.

Saint Linghu and the elders of the Presbyterian Church did not choose to help Yuan Xin'er, but watched from the sidelines.

"The space here is small, let's go out and fight!"

"I can't ask for it!"

The two of them came to the sky above the Palace of Ten Thousand Realms in an instant, and the entire sky was filled with purple-gold mysterious light.

Gu Lingxiao's spiritual projection also quietly appeared in a corner of Wanjie Palace.

He looked at Yuan Xin'er indifferently, but he didn't expect the Temple of Destiny to be involved in this matter.

"Young master, this Yuan Xin'er is countless times stronger than when he was in Shenglu."

Xuan Li's figure also appeared beside Gu Lingxiao.

The beauty of the country and the city is no less than that of any woman beside the Son of Destiny.

The slim black long skirt was worn on her body, making her graceful figure even more slim.

The figures of the two were extremely concealed, and no one from Wanjie Palace noticed.

"Ah."

Gu Lingxiao nodded lightly, expressing that he knew about it.

"I don't know if the young master has any instructions regarding the matter of the Wanjie Palace?"

"How many people are you secretly supporting now?"

"Besides this majestic sage, there are three more."

"I see. You will continue to be in charge of the affairs of the Wanjie Palace, and the ultimate goal is to get the accumulation of Wanjie Palace since countless epochs."

"My subordinate understands."

Xuan Li stood halfway behind Gu Lingxiao, watching Yuan Xin'er in the sky fighting against the Yangrong Saint.

Although the Yangrong Saint is a well-known veteran saint in the Palace of Ten Thousand Realms, he was inevitably at a disadvantage in the face of Yuan Xin'er, the top genius in the fairyland.

"Damn...why does this yellow-haired girl accurately predict what I want to do in the next second every time?"

"Your fate has nothing to hide."

"There's nothing to hide? Ha... You don't think that you can pretend to be a ghost in front of me because you claim to be someone from the Temple of Destiny!"

The Yangrong Saint's face was a little hideous.

Countless golden fireballs smashed towards Yuan Xin'er, and endless flames appeared above his head.

This is his way of fire!

But who knows that the next moment, Yuan Xin'er's figure will disappear in front of the Yangrong Saint.

When he reacted again, a long and thick purple beam of light blasted out from the position behind him.

"I don't want to kill me, let's admit defeat as soon as possible."

"Admit defeat? Your method is nothing more than a child's play!"

"Stubborn."

Yuan Xin'er spoke calmly, and at some point a long spear appeared in his hand.

The next moment, countless icy blue beams of light descended from the sky.

The spear was inserted into the Yangrong Saint in an extremely strange way.

"Ah……"

The Yangrong sage sneered, just about to push his vast and powerful Dao of Fire, but found that he couldn't do all of this at all.

"Among the countless trajectories of fate, I have already found a flaw in your avenue."

Yuan Xin'er's voice seemed to sound from all directions, it seemed a little illusory, and it carried a convincing strange power.

Her pupils seemed to have rounds of sun and moon turning, deep and ruthless.

"Find the flaw in my avenue? How is it possible..."

Yangrong Saint couldn't believe it.

It's just that it's too late to mobilize the power of the Dao to fight against it now, so we can only find ways to avoid it.

But he was surprised to find that all the positions in all directions seemed to be blocked by Yuan Xin'er.

It seemed that no matter where he went, he would be hit by Yuan Xin'er.

He was unavoidable.

"how so!"

It wasn't just the Yangrong saint who exclaimed in this way, almost all the saints present exclaimed in exactly the same way.

The strength Yuan Xin'er showed was really amazing.

The avenue of destiny is on the mysterious side, which is far superior to other avenues.

It is often very difficult for ordinary saints to comprehend such a way.

Even if one understands a small scale and a half claw, it is difficult to use it in battle, at most it can only be used as an aid in daily practice.

But Yuan Xin'er easily used the mysterious power of the Dao of Destiny in the battle, and perfectly suppressed the Yangrong Saint.

"Sage Yangrong is completely suppressed."

"All his offensive methods seem to be predicted by Yuan Xin'er in advance, as if he is doing useless work."

"What's worse, even his defense and evasion methods have been predicted in advance..."

"If it's true strength, few of us old things are her opponents, right?"

"It really is the Golden World..."

The spear pierced through the body of Yang Rong Sheng. He looked at the cold gun barrel in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that he was really defeated so easily by Yuan Xin'er.

boom!

The spear exploded in Yangrong Saint's body, and he fell powerlessly from the air like a bird whose wings had been cut off, and hit the ground hard, making a big hole.

"I won't kill you, because you are from Wanjie Palace."

"However, my patience is limited. If you plan to do something to disrupt the Wanjie Palace, I will definitely kill you!"

Yuan Xin'er looked at the Yangrong Saint with cold eyes, as if what she faced was not a powerful Saint, but a chicken and dog that could be crushed to death at any time.

"I know that many of you have hooked up with some forces, but I advise you, it's best not to have any thoughts that you shouldn't have."

"otherwise……"

Yuan Xin'er's sharp eyes scanned the saints in Wanjie Palace.

When these saints first became famous, they were also the arrogance sought after by thousands of people, but facing Yuan Xin'er's eyes, they couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts.

They shouted crazily in their hearts that it was impossible, and they didn't believe that the junior Yuan Xin'er would be so strong.

But no matter how much they didn't believe it, they didn't dare to look Yuan Xin'er directly in the eyes.

"cut!"

Yuan Xin'er slowly fell from the sky and returned to the meeting hall of Wanjie Palace.

At this time, she has restrained all her aura, but she still makes countless people feel awed.

"I don't know why Palace Master Shao would bite the bullet and fight Qingtian Shenchao, but I think this is what Palace Master Shao meant. What do you think?"

Yuan Xin'er took the main seat, her tone was calm but her gaze was unquestionable.

After a moment of silence, the Spirit Fox Saint laughed and clapped his hands:

"I think what Miss Yuan said is quite right. The Palace Mistress must want to fight against Qingtian Shenchao. Therefore, there is no need to say more if it is war or peace."

"I also think Miss Yuan is right!"

"Miss Yuan is right!"

The saints who were already in charge of the battle spoke up one after another.

Even if those lords and saints are reluctant, they will not choose to be the first bird at this time.

"very good."

Yuan Xin'er nodded slightly, and pressed down gently with both hands, signaling for everyone to be quiet.

"There is also the competition for the position of your palace master. I don't care what methods you use to compete, you can only use healthy competition methods. What happened during this period, after Palace Master Shao returns, I will also It will be reported truthfully.”

The saints looked at each other and plotted with evil intentions, but no one raised any objections at this moment.

After all, the Yangrong Saint is still lying outside.

Because of Yuan Xin'er's arrival, Wanjie Palace was forcibly twisted into a rope.