Chapter 527 Did You Take Medicine Before Giving Birth to Your Son?

As soon as the visitor opened his mouth, he began to exert coercion with the power of his soul. The person who came was none other than Du Yuantian, the sect master of Yuantianmen, a super master who had already reached the mid-level of the heavenly rank.

The heavenly level is already the highest level symbol of the heavenly domain, countless powerful warriors stop at the heavenly level, and even the elven prince Gong Lichen, who was loved by the main god at the beginning and whose blood is more pure than human, can only be the peak of the earthly level before he becomes an adult .

The heavenly level represents power and influence in Tianyu.

Du Yuantian, the master of Yuantianmen, is the leader of one of the six major sects in Tianyu. How can the coercion of his spirit and soul be endured by a low-level saint at the prefecture level?

As soon as Du Yuantian made a sound, more than twenty saints spurted out a mouthful of blood.

If it wasn't for Ling Xiaoran's sudden effort to protect a group of disciples with his own spirit, it is estimated that these twenty or so saints will confess here in a short time.

After Ling Xiaoran made a move, the entire Fairy Palace was covered in a layer of holy white light. The complexions of more than twenty saints instantly turned rosy because they were covered by the white light.

"Du Yuantian, when did my apprentice break your great-grandson's leg? Who saw it?"

Before Du Yuantian could speak, Dudu had already floated into the air, stood behind Ling Xiaoran and said, "Master, I didn't break his great-grandson's leg, I'm a good boy, good boys don't know how to fight. "

After hearing Dudu's words, everyone's brows twitched, especially the people from Yuantianmen who followed Du Yuantian.

It's been a long time since I've heard such stupid words!

good boy...

Are we arguing with you about good boys and bad boys?

We are provoking your sect, do you understand? ! You bad boy!

"It was you who broke my great-grandson's leg?"

After Du Yuantian saw Dudu, he exerted his strength instantly, and a powerful coercion of the soul surged towards Dudu crazily.

"Du Yuantian!" Ling Xiaoran hurriedly resisted the attack from Du Yuan's bastard Dudu with all his strength, and shouted angrily: "He is only a three-year-old child, why do you have the nerve to bully him with the power of the heavenly soul? A child?"

Everyone in Xianling Palace also looked angry.

It's really abhorrent, to exert divine pressure on such a child with such potential, even if the child is a super genius, he will hurt the divine soul because of his pressure, and completely miss the chance to be a master.

"Are you the head of Yuan Tianmen?"

"That's right, boy, you clearly know that he is the young master of Yuan Tianmen, yet you still dare to harm him, you are quite courageous! Although your master is protecting you today, but you hurt someone, you have to speak out today. If you can’t explain why, then you can straighten your legs and let this deity slap you, and this deity will see it as a child’s play and not enmity with your teacher.”

"Du Yuantian, Lu Xiaoli has already joined my sect and become my disciple. If you insist on embarrassing him, you will have to step on my dead body. Are you sure you really want to do it?"

Ling Xiaoran refused to give in, and Du Yuantian was stunned by his non-negotiable words.

He is also a heavenly mid-level master, although Ling Xiaoran suffered a serious injury that would never heal, but if he wanted to kill the other party, he would definitely be seriously injured. Not worth it!

But Ling Xiaoran, a dead-headed person, actually looked like he was going to fight him to the death just from the very beginning. If he took back what he said just now, where would he put his face?

Just when Ling Xiaoran and Du Yuantian were at a stalemate, each and every voice sounded from behind Ling Xiaoran.

"Hello, uncle." Dudu floated behind Ling Xiaoran, and gave Du Yuantian a slight salute in the air: "Master, uncle, don't be angry. Master, didn't uncle say that you want Dudu to speak up?" Come on? I believe that as long as Dudu explains it well to Uncle, as the venerable head of Yuan Tianmen, he will not make things difficult for Dudu. Are you right, Uncle?"

Du Yuantian twitched his brows slightly after hearing Dudu's address: Is this kid taking advantage of him? A three-year-old kid calling him an uncle who is nearly nine thousand years old is either taking advantage of him or disgusting him!

But at this moment, since there are steps, Du Yuantian doesn't mind easing the tense atmosphere a little bit.

"Of course, my Yuantianmen is a reasonable place."

Du Yuantian's words made people in Xianling Palace scoff, but Dudu immediately nodded obediently: "Yes, yes! It must be like this! If Yuantianmen doesn't even talk about reason, how can it become the dominant force in Tianyu?" Where's your sect?"

Dudu's words made everyone's eyelids twitch.

"Brat, what nonsense are you talking about! Yuan Tianmen is just one of the six sects, when did it become the sect that dominates all the forces in Tianyu? Don't just talk nonsense!"

Dudu blinked his eyes: "I'm from the countryside, I don't know. At first I didn't even know what Yuantianmen was. It was your son who told me that Yuantianmen is the most powerful sect." Dudu As he spoke, he pointed innocently at Du Duzhu who was huddled in a corner behind.

Du Yuantian glanced at Du Duzhu, and was so frightened that Du Duzhu and his father lost their eyes instantly.

Turning his head to look at Dudu who was still wearing a dirty cloth, his eyes were clear at the moment, and he was not afraid of his coercion at all. Obviously, what he just said is true.

Facing the mocking eyes of Xianling Palace, Du Yuantian was extremely embarrassed, coughed dryly and said: "Tongyan Wuji. You don't need to say more about my Yuantianmen, you just need to tell me, why did you hurt me? A great-grandson with a broken leg?"

"Great-grandson? Uncle, who is your great-grandson?" Dudu blinked.

"Nonsense, of course it's him! You broke his leg, don't you know who he is?" Du Yuantian stared, not to mention how scary he looked.

Dudu shook his head: "I really don't know who he is! I only know that his name is Du Duzhu, the young head of Yuan Tianmen, and his father is the head of Yuan Tianmen. You suddenly said that he is your great-grandson, where is he? You know! A son, a great-grandson, is it your son or your great-grandson?"

Everyone: "..."

Seeing Dudu's aggrieved little eyes, everyone felt powerless for a while.

"Du Yuantian, you are nine thousand years old and yelling at a three-year-old child? Are you ashamed?" Ling Xiaoran is an extremely protective person. The apprentice, afraid that Dudu would be frightened, immediately opened his mouth to shake the field.

However, at the next moment, even Ling Xiaoran, who had a strong concentration, was almost shaken by the words of his little apprentice, causing his face to cramp.

"Are you nine thousand years old? Can you still have a son at nine thousand years old? Uncle, your brother is really powerful and useful! My mother sells Zhuang Yang medicine in order to make money to support the family, and many people buy her." Medicine. I want to ask my mother, do you need to take medicine before giving birth to a son like you?"