Chapter 337 Jiang Tianming: Are You All Playing Me?

Taixuanzhou.

Xuantian Holy Land.

Holy Lord Jiang Tianming paced back and forth, feeling anxious and uneasy.

Before, he sent Liu Qingming to the Eastern Region to investigate the Xuantian Sect, but when he came back, he told all kinds of outrageous things about what he saw and heard.

Because he felt that the other party was talking nonsense, he ordered Liu Qingming to be imprisoned in a sky jail in a rage.

Unexpectedly, the Red Demon really had a master, and he showed off his skills some time ago, killing the alien race that was causing trouble in Tianyuan State.

That's the Immortal King!

As a result, he was instantly killed by the Red Demon's master with a sword!

What kind of unfathomable strength does it take to achieve this easily? !

For this reason, Jiang Tianming was extremely panicked. He even began to feel that the rumors Liu Qingming said were somewhat true.

But the problem is, is it too ridiculous?

But if you don't believe it, how can you explain that the other party is so powerful?

In the past few days, Jiang Tianming was in a state of confusion, always feeling like he was getting into trouble.

Suddenly, a cry came from outside, "Holy Lord, do you think I brought someone here?"

Jiang Tianming cast his gaze subconsciously. When he saw clearly who was coming, he suddenly became nervous and stuttered a little: "Could this be..."

"Holy Lord, this is Senior Ye. He is visiting our Holy Land as a guest!"

Lin Duxiu said with a smile.

"So this is Xuantian Holy Land. It doesn't look very good. Compared with our Xuantian Sect, it is much inferior."

"Xiao Li, although you are telling the truth, we are guests from afar, so we must be careful with our words."

"Master, my disciple realizes his mistake!"

Ye Junlin and the others came slowly, looking around like tourists, appreciating the scene inside Xuantian Holy Land.

In fact, the cultivation environment of Xuantian Holy Land is already the best among all the sects in the Central Region. However, after Xuantian Sect's transformation by Ye Junlin, the cultivation environment is even better than that of Xuantian Holy Land.

"Hey, are you the Holy Lord Xuantian?" Ye Junlin came to the hall with his hands behind his hands and saw Jiang Tianming who was embarrassed at a glance.

Seeing this young man, Jiang Tianming's heart pounded.

This is the peerless expert currently walking in the Central Territory, Senior Ye!

Jiang Tianming did not dare to be negligent, he raised his hands and said with a smile: "I am the Holy Lord Xuantian, Jiang Tianming."

It's funny to say that according to normal relations, Xuantian Sect is just a branch of Xuantian Holy Land. When monks of Xuantian Sect come here, they must be as respectful as a vassal king meeting his holy master.

But now, the status of the two is reversed.

For those who didn’t know, they thought Ye Junlin was Holy Lord Xuantian.

"Then I'll call you Xiaojiang from now on!"

Ye Junlin said straightforwardly.

Xiao...Xiao Jiang? !

Jiang Tianming almost suspected that his ears had heard wrongly.

I am Holy Lord Xuantian!

Looking back on those days, he was the most powerful man in the Central Region!

Who can't honor me and call me "Holy Lord Jiang" when they see me?

In the end, why did you become Xiaojiang?

I protest!

"Pfft~"

Seeing Jiang Tianming's ugly expression, Lin Duxiu burst out laughing on the spot, then realized something was wrong and quickly shut her mouth.

Suddenly, Jiang Tianming seemed to have thought of something, became confident, and said coldly, brushing his sleeves:

"Senior Ye, I'm afraid this is not good? Jiang is a person of some status. You call him Xiao Jiang. What kind of words does this sound like!"

"What's more, I am the Holy Lord Xuantian, and you are just a member of the Xuantian Sect!"

“I’d like to remind you, don’t lose sight of priorities!”

The words just fell.

The temperature in the palace dropped sharply.

Everyone looked surprised, surprised by Jiang Tianming's sudden toughness.

"Hey, are you embarrassed? Don't stop me, let me chop this old boy first."

Li Wujie's eyes were unkind, and he grasped the handle of the knife at his waist and tried to pull it out.

"Leave it to me later to destroy the body and eliminate all traces. Anyway, just create a new obedient Holy Master."

Hong Qianye raised her hand with a sneer, and terrifying red flames appeared on her palm.

The situation became tense.

Lin Duxiu was so frightened that he rushed to the middle, waved his hand and shouted: "No! You all should calm down! The Holy Lord didn't mean this!"

"Duxiu, don't forget where you are from. This is our Xuantian Holy Land, and outsiders are not allowed to mess around!" Jiang Tianming shouted coldly.

Lin Duxiu was stunned, then stiffly turned his head and cast a surprised look at Jiang Tianming, as if he was silently interrogating his soul:

"How dare you?"

Lin Duxiu was puzzled by Jiang Tianming's uncharacteristic behavior.

Holy Lord, do you really think that Senior Ye will care about your identity?

A mere Xuanxian actually dares to contradict the Immortal King?

Can't you tell the difference between the big and the small kings?

You are confused!

"Xiu'er, step back."

Ye Junlin waved his hand.

Invisibly, a force pushed Lin Duxiu away from the center of the field. Lin Duxiu's scalp was numb and he did not dare to have the slightest objection.

Ye Junlin looked directly at the middle-aged man in front of him and said playfully: "It seems that you have a lot of objections to the name Xiao Jiang."

"nonsense!"

Jiang Tianming said coldly: "I, Jiang, stand upright, how can I accept such a joking name? If this spreads out, where will this Holy Master's face be put?"

His tone is very tough!

"oh?"

"Since you mentioned face, do you know that this thing must be won through strength? Do you think that with your status, you are qualified to yell in front of me?"

Ye Junlin's tone was slow and slow, and his voice contained a sense of oppression at the end.

boom!

The terrifying pressure instantly enveloped him.

Jiang Tianming's body sank, and he knelt on the ground. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he couldn't move. It was as if he was carrying the Ten Thousand Blades Mountain on his back, and the pressure was huge.

"Uh ah,"

Jiang Tianming's face flushed and he growled, his eyes full of shock and anger.

"Hey," Lin Duxiu sighed.

Holy Lord, why are you doing this?

If you want to show off, you have to choose the right occasion!

"I wonder if your thoughts have changed now?" Ye Junlin said lightly.

"Mr. Ye, I can't compare with you in your high cultivation, but I, Jiang, am not a soft persimmon that can be easily controlled. My Xuantian Holy Land has..."

"Okay, okay, let your backer behind the scenes come out quickly. It's tiring to act with you."

Ye Junlin waved his hand to interrupt Jiang Tianming's words and said bluntly.

In fact, after he entered Xuantian Holy Land, he noticed something was wrong. It seemed that there was an ancient breath hiding, and this breath was exactly the same as the resurrected person he met before.

Obviously, there was also an immortal king-level creature behind Xuantian Holy Land.

Out of caution and curiosity, Ye Junlin wanted to use Jiang Tianming as an excuse to lure that guy out.

At this time, everyone looked at each other.

Lin Duxiu was stunned. No wonder the Holy Lord dared to contradict Senior Ye like this. It turned out that there was a big guy behind him!

The question is, can that big guy beat Senior Ye?

"Okay, very good, since you have already seen it, I won't beat around the bush with you."

Jiang Tianming laughed in anger, then supported himself with his hands on the ground and raised his head, shouting hoarsely:

"Senior Gou, please come forward to make the decision for me!!!"

The mellow voice was deafening, containing a majestic immortal power, and spread to the depths of the forbidden area of ​​Xuantian Holy Land.

After shouting, Jiang Tianming looked fearless, "Wait, Senior Gou will be here soon!"

He knew very well how powerful Senior Gou was. When he first appeared, his cultivation was not only the ninth level of the Immortal King, but also the top ancient demon clan, almost comparable to the divine beast.

How many creatures of this level dare to compete in the Central Region?

So, even though he knew that Ye Junlin was very strong, Jiang Tianming still felt that Senior Gou was not inferior to him.

At best, they were on par!

"Which Taoist friend from the ancient times?" Canglang Jun, who was at the back of the crowd, asked in surprise.

Although he was at the level of the Immortal King, as a handyman around Ye Junlin, he had the lowest status in the entire team.

At this moment, seeing the suspected resurrectionist about to appear, Canglang Jun couldn't help but feel curious.

Result.

Dozens of seconds passed.

There was no movement from Xuantian Holy Land.

Seeing this, everyone looked strange.

"This..."

Jiang Tianming was sweating and secretly complaining in his heart.

Strange, why didn't Senior Gou come out?

So embarrassing!

"Senior Gou, please show up quickly! I need your help!"

"Well, I know you are of noble status, but I really need your help this time!"

"Come out quickly! Everyone is waiting!"

"Please..."

The expression on Jiang Tianming's face gradually changed from anxiety to panic.

You promised to protect me, but this is the result?

It was a mistake after all!

Jiang Tianming regretted it in his heart. If he had known earlier, he would not pretend and just admit his weakness.

Now he is in a dilemma, so embarrassing!

Ye Junlin was impatient and shouted coldly:

"You bastard, I know you are hiding in there, get out of here quickly, if you dare to pretend to be dead again! I will chop you with a sword!"

The clear voice was like thunder rolling in the sky, spreading throughout the Xuantian Holy Land, making countless disciples and elders feel terrified.

The next second.

An anxious shout came from outside, "Fellow Daoist, don't get excited, let's talk it out! Peace is the most precious thing!"

Everyone looked over.

An old man wearing a dark yellow Taoist robe, with dry yellow hair and a dog nose, ran in anxiously, fearing that he would be sent to the west by a sword if he was late.

"Senior Gou, you..." Jiang Tianming felt something was wrong.

Ye Junlin looked up and down at the old man with a scrutinizing look, and narrowed his eyes and said, "Why do you look like a dog?"

"Fellow Daoist, you are joking, my body is a dog!" The yellow-haired old man said truthfully.

"Dog?"

Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, it's a dog!"

As he said that, the yellow-haired old man's head turned into a dog's head, with shiny yellow hair all over his body, and a barking sound came out of his mouth.

Then he changed back again, with an awkward but polite smile on his face, "Daoyou, do you believe it now?"

"See, this is called professionalism!" Ye Junlin pointed at the yellow-haired old man with one hand, turned his head and said to Hong Qianye and others.

"Yes, yes, yes."

Hong Qianye and others nodded.

"Tell me, what's your name?" Seeing that the other party was very disciplined, Ye Junlin's attitude eased a little.

"I am Gou Buli, from the Tengu tribe." Gou Buli bowed and said respectfully.

"What, Tengu tribe?!!"

Hearing this race, Canglang Jun was shocked and was shocked by Gou Buli's origin.

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