Chapter 823: The Crisis That Comes Quietly

Uncle Sun's expression changed, and he was surprised: "What you said is exactly the same as that of the master! The master is because he knows that Master Luo Tong's stick technique is not true, so he will let him come out to sharpen his stick technique in order to find a breakthrough!"

Luo Tong heard the words in surprise: "What did you say? Is it because of this reason that the master let me out to challenge the young genius?"

Uncle Sun nodded and said, "That's right! This is the master's evaluation of you in private, but he didn't tell you that he wanted you to understand it yourself. This young man is strangely tight!"

Luo Tong looked at Ye Yuan with a complicated look in his eyes.

This young man is obviously about the same age as him, but his old-fashioned look is really intimidating.

But now, Luo Tong has no doubts about Ye Yuan's extraordinaryness.

To be able to say exactly the same words as his master, this is not something ordinary people can do.

"Okay, I'll go back and ask the master. If I find out that you're lying to me, you must prepare for the destruction of the entire Holy Land!" Luo Tong snorted coldly and left.

Uncle Sun followed closely behind, and the figures of the two gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Seeing the unfathomable old man leave, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

The pressure Sun Bo brought them was too great, one of their strings was tense, and they didn't dare to relax at all.

However, the gazes of the elders looking at Ye Yuan became somewhat complicated.

Sun Bo's strength is at least the second level of Taoism, and even the third level of Taoism, but he keeps calling Luo Tong's master master, indicating that the master's strength must be unfathomable!

But listening to Ye Yuan's words, it's too strange that he and Dong Feiyang are old acquaintances.

But to them, this doesn't seem to matter. There is no doubt that Ye Yuan is maintaining the Chixia Holy Land, which is enough.

The stronger Ye Yuan's strength is, the brighter the future of Chixia Holy Land will be, and their families will obviously benefit from it.

The appearance of Luo Tong and Sun Bo brought great turmoil to Bai Wuyu.

Almost all holy places were swept away by them.

Some holy places without long eyes were even taught a lesson by Uncle Sun and abolished the elders of Wuxiangjie!

Those young geniuses were also beaten up by Luo Tong, and even destroyed.

The only thing left intact is the Chixia Holy Land.

After this battle, Ye Yuan's prestige in Chixia Holy Land became unprecedentedly high.

And the medicinal pills refined by Ye Yuan helped the young geniuses in the Holy Land to successfully break through the bottleneck.

The one who benefited the most was Wu Jiantong.

Ye Yuan helped him refine a super-quality Qi Lingdan. After he took it, he quickly broke through the shackles and reached the Apocalypse Realm.

Wu Jiantong knew that he wouldn't be able to keep up with Ye Yuan's footsteps in his life, even if he broke through the realm of Apocalypse.

After this, Chixia Holy Land entered a relatively quiet period.

And Ye Yuan himself didn't know that a huge crisis was brewing.

At this time, in the distant Haori City of Daxiang Domain, Zhou Yan finally got the news from Ye Yuan!

"You mean, Ye Yuan, the native, actually became the young master of the Ninth-Rank Holy Land within a year or so? Moreover, his strength is comparable to that of an apocalypse martial artist? Are you sure you are not joking?" This news, Zhou Yan's mood is obviously not very good.

The retainer Zhou Yu who was sent by him accompanied him carefully and said: "It is absolutely true! The people sent by the subordinates have been lurking in the Chixia Holy Land for a month, and their new young master should be Ye Yuan in the mouth of the young master. He was planning to capture Ye Yuan alive at that time, but that Ye Yuan didn't know what means he used, and he actually subdued the eighth-order Great Perfection Black Flood Dragon who was about to transform into a dragon. He was not an opponent at all, so he didn't dare to act rashly! "

"Eighth-order Great Perfection Black Flood Dragon? You are sure that the news is correct! He is in an immeasurable realm, how can he subdue an eighth-order Great Perfection Black Flood Dragon?" Zhou Yan disbelieved.

Zhou Yudao: "When my subordinates heard the news, their reaction was exactly the same as that of the young master, but this matter is indeed true. On the day Ye Yuan took the throne, he defeated the strongest of the Seven Holy Sons with one move, and then released the black flood dragon. Everyone in Chixia Holy Land has seen this scene, and it cannot be faked."

Zhou Yan's face was as deep as water, and his heart was suddenly very irritable.

I don't know why, but there was such a slight threat in his heart!

When he saw Ye Yuan in the lower realm, Ye Yuan was only a Soul Sea Realm martial artist. How long has it been since then, Ye Yuan has cultivated to the Infinite Realm at a very fast speed, and he has a strength comparable to the Apocalypse Realm!

At this speed, it is not impossible for Ye Yuan to catch up with him!

Zhou Yan is absolutely not allowed to be surpassed by a native like Ye Yuan! What's more, Ye Yuan is still his biggest rival in love!

In the past two years, Zhou Yan often saw that look of hope and admiration on Yue Mengli's face, which deeply stabbed his self-esteem as a man.

Anyone in this world can surpass Zhou Yan, but Ye Yuan can't!

Originally, Zhou Yan didn't pay attention to Ye Yuan at all, but when he heard the news, he had to face this aboriginal rival in love.

The speed of Ye Yuan's progress is astonishing!

"Zhou Yu, follow me to the Chixia Holy Land!" Zhou Yan was silent for a long time, then suddenly said.

"Yes, Master!"

Zhou Yu knew Zhou Yan very well. When he heard the news, he knew that Ye Yuan would definitely not survive.

So when he heard Zhou Yan's order, he was not surprised at all.

...

On a small island somewhere in the Gods Domain, the scenery is pleasant and beautiful, giving people a feeling of paradise.

There is a small peak on the island, there is a pavilion above the small peak, and a stone table is placed under the pavilion.

A middle-aged man and an old man are sitting on both ends of the stone table, playing a game.

The old man was in the dark, fell a son, laughed and said: "Zhong Zizhen, you have lost again! In the past ten days, you have not won a game! How could the dignified Soul Martial God become a stinky chess basket? This is not like you!"

That middle-aged man turned out to be the legendary Soul Martial God King Zhong Zizhen!

Zhong Zizhen smiled and said, "I don't know why recently, I've always been restless, as if something is going to happen."

The old man's expression changed and said: "When the cultivation base reaches the realm of you and me, you can spy on the way of heaven. You are so whim, I am afraid that something big is going to happen!"

Zhong Zizhen nodded slightly and said, "In the past few years, the undercurrents in the Divine Realm have been surging, and I'm afraid that something big will happen soon. At that time, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you and me to escape this vortex!"

The old man sighed slightly: "The cultivation base has reached the realm of you and me, and I have already paid attention to these mundane things. Apart from the realm of the gods, what else can make you and me tempted?"