Chapter 1362 Voiceless

The gate was blocked by countless people, most of them were disciples of the Youlong clan, and there were also some disciples of other races.

One by one looked at the colorful sedan chair with wild enthusiasm in their eyes.

"Ho Ho..."

But at this moment, a dragon chant suddenly came to mind.

The next moment, in the void, a peerless dragon came from the sky.

The might of this dragon is terrifying.

Immediately, the divine dragon transformed into a human form, and as this figure appeared, countless figures automatically moved out of the way.

At this moment, the entire Xuanshen Temple boiled up.

"It's the young master, the young master is here!"

"You Tanyu, the young master of the Youlong Clan, this person's cultivation base is so young, but this person's cultivation base has already reached the peak of the emperor, and he is worthy of being the young master of the Youlong Clan!"

"The young master's coming this time must be for the saint of the Kunpeng clan!"

"If the saintess of the Kunpeng clan successfully marries with the young master of the Youlong clan, then the Youlong clan and the Kunpeng clan will become one, and changes will take place in the entire Tianji Mountain Range!"

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In front of the gate of the entire Xuanshen Temple, a vast and boundless coercion spread, and the countless warriors around quickly retreated behind.

In the same place, there was only this figure left, looking directly at the colorful sedan chair.

After a while, the colorful sedan chair fell down.

"Buzz..."

At the same time, the phantoms around the sedan chair dissipated in an instant, and the next moment, a beautiful figure in colorful costumes walked out of the sedan chair.

This person's face is like a carved handicraft, it is extremely beautiful, and that figure is even more perfect and indescribable.

This appearance, all people yearn for.

In front of the gate of the Xuanshen Temple at this moment, except for Mo Wentian and the others, the rest could not help but swallow their saliva.

"The Saintess Hall descended to the Xuanshen Temple, how could you not tell me?"

"This is a bit unkind!"

And just when everyone was engrossed, a figure descended from the void.

I saw that the whole body of this person was extremely white, even his hair was snow-white, and there was a withered aura exuding from this person.

Feeling this aura, Mo Wentian instantly recalled that he met those puppets of the Mo Youku Clan.

"This person belongs to the Moyouku clan!"

At this moment, Na Na murmured to himself, and Mo Wentian's eyes rose with an incomparably cold light.

The young master of the Youlong Clan is here, and now the Moyouku Clan is also here, although Mo Wentian doesn't know the identity of the Moyouku Clan in front of him.

But Mo Wentian had a premonition that the young man in front of him must have a high status in the Moyouku clan.

Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank.

"This is the young master of the Demon Youku Clan!"

"The young master of the Demon Youku Clan has come to my Xuanshen Palace!"

"This young master of the Demon Youku Clan also covets the beauty of the saint, so it's no surprise that he came to our Xuanshen Temple!"

"He also covets the beauty of the saint, just because he also wants to snatch it from the young master of my Youlong clan, it's ridiculous!"

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Seeing the figure of the man appear, countless warriors started discussing in an instant.

Among the countless warriors at this moment, Mo Wentian also stared at this scene in astonishment.

The young master of the Youlong clan fell in love with the saintess of the Kunpeng clan, but unexpectedly, the young master of the Moyouku clan also fell in love with her.

"Now there's a good show to watch!"

A gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and the corner of his mouth grinned slightly, spreading an evil smile.

"Ku Haobin, the young master of the Demon Youku Clan?"

"The saintess came to my Xuan Temple, what qualifications do you have to criticize?"

"Also, if you don't stay in your Dixuan Palace well, why are you coming to my Xuanshen Palace?"

A cold voice sounded, and I saw You Tanyu, the young master of the Youlong clan, stepping forward, approaching the young master of the Moyouku clan, and shouted coldly.

At this moment, You Tanyu's hands could not help but clenched into fists, and his eyes were filled with anger.

"You Tanyu, seeing this young master coming, could it be that you are afraid?"

Hearing Young Master Youlong's words, Ku Haobin actually laughed, and asked instead of answering.

"Scared?"

"Ku Haobin, although your cultivation is not far behind mine, don't forget that you are now on my young master's territory!"

"If you are sensible, get out, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Seeing Ku Haobin's evil smile, a trace of killing intent rose in Young Master Youlong's heart.

He didn't say this to scare Ku Haobin, if this Ku Haobin didn't understand, he would really kill him.

Although Ku Haobin is also the young master of the Moyouku clan, one of the three ancient clans, but the Moyouku clan is the last clan among the three ancient clans.

In the heart of the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range, strength is the most important thing. Compared with the strength of the Moyouku tribe, the strength of the Youlong tribe is not a little bit stronger.

If something really happened between the Youlong Clan and the Moyouku Clan, even if the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range came, he would stand on the side of the Youlong Clan, so it is true that You Tanyu said this. Is confident.

"Young Master Youlong, Young Master Haobin, Qingyin knows that you are all here for Qingyin!"

"For Qingyin's sake, don't worry about it anymore!"

Suddenly, a clear and melodious voice came, and the voiceless saint stepped forward.

Wherever this person passed by, bursts of fresh fragrance permeated in an instant.

And at the moment when the fragrance hit, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed brightly, and even for a moment, Mo Wentian seemed to feel that his mind was also raised for the voiceless saint in front of him. A touch of envy comes.

But in the next moment, Mo Wentian only felt the limit and you tremble slightly, but that feeling disappeared in an instant.

"This voiceless saint, this spirit power is not bad!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he said secretly in his heart.

To make the men in the entire Xuanshen Temple admire her, the method of this voiceless saint is really good.

But he Mo Wentian was an exception.

It is impossible for this voiceless saint to charm him with her special spirit power.

His spirituality is not directly proportional to his cultivation base. Although his cultivation base is only at the level of a heavenly king, his spirituality has already reached eight hundred feet.

As for the voiceless saint in front of him, as soon as Mo Wentian's spirit unfolded, he could see it instantly.

Although this voiceless saintess has reached the peak of the emperor's realm and is about to reach the half-step emperor's perfection, her soul is only six hundred feet.

It is simply nonsense for the soul of six hundred feet to charm him.