Chapter 2386: Holy Son of Qingyang Holy Land

Tier 7 fire cloud jade unicorn mount.
The sixth-order Xue Linghe cleared the way.
This... is indeed only a giant force such as Qingyang Sacred Land that can handle it.
Originally seeing Xue Linghe and Huoyun Yu Qilin, Ling Yinran did not recognize that this was a person from Qingyang Holy Land.
Until I saw the hundreds of disciples lined up in two rows, dressed in Tsing Yi, the word Qing Yang was faintly tattooed on one side of his arm.
Ling Yinran just realized it.
This kind of formation, this kind of aura, it is true that only the top-notch hegemons in the Nine Yuan Continent are able to grasp it.
As for the impersonation... Those who dare to impersonate the martial artist of the Qingyang Holy Land have not yet been born.
In the entire Nine Yuan Continent, there are forces like Ling's family, less than a hundred.
However, there are no more than five dominant forces like Qingyang Holy Land! The two sides are like the difference between clouds and mud, like a world of difference.
"I don't know who is an adult from Qingyang Holy Land, who is so elegant and hungry. When he comes to Qizhou, Ling Yin is panicked. He will surely let Qizhou Qi family and Haosheng entertain the adults!"
Ling Yinran saw that no one responded, and said again.
"presumptuous!"
At this time, on the attic, a young man holding a long sword walked out at this time, looking down below, and said indifferently: "My holy son's name is taboo, how should you humble people ask!"
Son! Immediately, Ling Yinran's face turned pale, with a puff, he knelt down in the air, pinched his back in a cold sweat, and said in a trembled voice: "Ling Yinran does not know that it is the arrival of the Holy Son of Qingyang Holy Land. I hope Master Shengzi will forgive him."
The Sacred Land of Qingyang is the overlord of the Nine Yuan Domain and one of the top forces in the Nine Yuan Continent.
In the Holy Land, the ranks of the handyman disciples, outer disciples, and inner disciples are strict.
Everything speaks by strength.
Even the handyman disciple in the Qingyang Holy Land must be at least the Xiaotianzun realm to be eligible.
And the holy child... belonged to the Qingyang Holy Land, and the few core disciples were among the top ranks, at least at the level of the Xiaodizun realm.
Every son of Qingyang Holy Land represents the future of Qingyang Holy Land.
A saint son will be either the holy master of Qingyang Holy Land in the future, or he will also be a top and famous elder.
What does this mean?
The current Saint Son is the leader-level figure of this great overlord in the future, stomping his feet, the figure who shook the Jiuyuanyu three times.
Ling Yinran never dreamed that a holy son would come in person.
What are you doing in Kyushu?
Experience?
It shouldn't be! The land of Kyushu may be attractive to the disciples of the small-level forces in the Nine Yuan Continent, and it is worthy of experience.
But it was not attractive to such a behemoth as Qingyang Holy Land.
After all, the Nine Yuan Continent is vast, with historic sites, and some dangerous places.
Enough for those big power disciples to experience.
Ling Yinran did not dare to speak at this time.
Where is he qualified to ask.
At this time, Qin Chen and the others were also slightly taken aback, and then, a huge wave was set off in their hearts.
"The Holy Son of Qingyang Holy Land, how come to Kyushu..." Lingtian Entropy whispered: "How honorable is the identity of the Son, not staying in the Jiuyuan Continent, what are you doing here?"
Ling Tianming whispered: "Brother, wouldn't it be the helper invited by the Ling family?"
"Do you think Ling Yinran's attitude looks like?"
Ling Tianming was also relieved.
It's really not like it.
What's going on?
Holy Son of Qingyang Holy Land! With them, it is obvious that they are not in the same world! Qin Chen also looked forward at this time.
Such a big show is in line with the style of Qingyang Holy Land.
When he was in the Nine Yuan Domain, Qingyang Sacred Land, Saint Dao Sect, and Xuanyue Cave Sky were already behemoths.
It was Nine Yuan Danzong, created by Chen Yimo, which was nothing at the time.
There is also the Dhara Palace, which is not very powerful.
Now, these two sects seem to have become the dominant forces in the Nine Yuan Continent.
At this time, the Qingyang Sacred Land and his party stopped one after another, examining everyone present, being careful to prevent anyone from colliding with the Saint Child.
At this moment, the door opened on the attic that stood on the Huoyunyu Qilin.
Several figures walked out slowly.
Without exception, every young man and woman is handsome, beautiful, and extraordinary.
After those few people, a young man stepped out.
The tall and elegant figure is quite eye-catching under the light blue shirt.
The snow-white piping embroidered with the elegant bamboo leaf pattern and the suet jade hairpin on his head complement each other, making the youth look like a gorgeous noble son.
His face was calm, but there was a hint of a romantic young boy.
His chin lifted slightly, and the star river was shining brightly in the apricot-shaped eyes.
The ink-colored satin robe, with a jade belt around the waist, stood between several people with their hands behind them.
Such an image, as if the person in the painting is like jade, is not only noble, but also has some lofty and kingly gestures.
At this time, everyone present was shocked.
But the most eye-catching thing was the eyes of the Moyi youth.
The pupils of his eyes are pitch black, but outside of the pitch black pupils, there are nine goblin jade, making his eyes look strange and strange, but when you look closely, it makes people sink into an abyss. Inextricable.
The son is unparalleled! There is nothing more.
At this time, everyone was stunned.
But the young man walked out, looked around, his eyes finally fixed on Qin Chen in front of the crowd.
His eyes were startled, shocked, and unbelievable, then at a loss, joy, and at a loss.
But until the end, the youth seemed to believe in something, stepping out step by step, coming to Qin Chen tens of meters away, staring at Qin Chen with his eyes.
At this moment, time seems to freeze at this moment.
Everyone is at a loss.
Ling Yinran, Ling Yunfeng and others were shocked.
Could it be that... this Qingyang Holy Land Saint Child came to look for Qin Chen?
Could it be Qin Chen's rival?
If this is the case, then the Ling Family is completely finished.
There is no need for them to do anything, Jiang Family, Ling Family, Furong Tower, etc. will all be finished.
A Holy Son of Qingyang Sacred Land, not to mention destroying the Kyushu forces, or even destroying the Ling Family, that was easy.
At this moment, the young man in Mo Yi opened his mouth, but couldn't say what he wanted to say.
"Mute?"
Qin Chen looked at the Moyi youth in front of him, smiled and said, "I don't know what to say?"
The Mo Yi youth hesitated for a long time, then nodded: "Um..." "..." Qin Chen was speechless for a while.
This kid has not changed for so many years! Still so few words, I really don't know how I came over these years.
The young man looked at Qin Chen's speechless expression, his pretty face whitened immediately, one hand lifted his front breast, kneeled in the air, bowed his head to his ears, and his voice reverently said: "Disciple Li Xianyu, see Master!"
The word fell, like a stone shattered.
Everyone present was completely confused.