Chapter 1568: Sage of Light 6

"All the powerhouses of the Wuji Dynasty, your invitation is really amazing!"
The voice of Wang Xian covered the front of the palace of Wuji Dynasty.
When Wu Ji Dynasty and all priests heard this voice, everyone was stunned.
Voice, so arrogant!
A short sentence with a hint of sarcasm.
This Pastor Wang dared to mock Wuji Dynasty.
Everyone looked into the sky together.
A plain figure, no dazzling brilliance, and no powerful aura.
A clean white dress, slowly pacing towards this side.
There is no trace of fear, awe and respect in his eyes.
"He Yuan, you brother, really..."
The old man standing beside He Yuan looked at Wang Xian's figure and whispered towards He Yuan with a face full of speech.
His eyes flickered, filled with shock.
This young man, it's not right, this demon really doesn't put anyone in his eyes!
He Yuan looked at Wang Xian with a bitter face.
He already has some light understanding of this brother.
Eat soft or not, harden it, regardless of whether you are the solipsist sect or the Wuji Dynasty.
Especially, not long ago, the Heavenly Demon killed twenty-five Dongxu 7th-order powerhouses. With this terrifying combat power, his brother had reached the 8th Dongxu order.
Shocking!
When the whole He family heard the news, everyone was shocked.
The eighth rank of Dongxu is comparable to the top combat power of their He clan!
Even the ancestors of the He clan felt a little dazed!
Ling Jian'er saw Wang Xian rushing over just because a strong man of the Wu Ji Dynasty yelled out a word with his own name, with a strange look on his face.
A special emotion breeds in her heart.
This kind of emotion was something she hadn't experienced before.
"Presumptuous, the Wuji Dynasty just ordered all Guangming priests to come, why don't you come, you can be convicted?"
Tian Qingguang saw Wang Xian's eyes full of anger, and shouted coldly.
"Arrogant and arrogant, but to apologize!"
The owner of Shenguang Medical Hall also looked at Wang Xian and shouted in a deep voice.
The powerhouses of the Wu Ji Dynasty also raised their eyebrows and stared at Wang Xian.
A faint suffocation exuded from several strong men!
In the vast area, no one dares to ignore their martial arts dynasty, not even the other two super powers!
Wang Xian scanned the two clowns who were talking.
Looking at He Yuan, he nodded faintly, and finally landed on Ling Jian'er, smiling at her.
"Hey, arrogant guy, tell you to come and see my brother's injury, don't be too arrogant!"
When Wu Qingyan saw Wang Xian's attitude, his face turned dark and roared directly.
"Has the prince of Wuqing city been taken into the body by the soul of darkness?"
Wang Xian raised his eyebrows, his gaze swept across the powerhouses of Wu Ji Dynasty, his gaze fell on the bald-headed and black-eyed old man in the center.
There was solemnity in his eyes. With his current strength, although he had made a breakthrough, he still wanted to contend with this kind of existence.
At best, he could survive in the hands of this old man.
Of course, being able to survive is already a very good thing, which is why Wang Xian dared to satirize Wuji Dynasty.
Because of him, not afraid!
"Senior, let me see the injury of the Prince Wuqingcheng!"
Not being afraid does not mean that he can provoke Wuji Dynasty.
Wang Xian arched his hands and said to the dark-eyed ancestor.
"Young people, if they have strength, they have capital, but sometimes they have to be low-key!"
The ancestor of Dark Eye lightly reminded Wang Xian.
"This junior understands!"
Wang Xian arched his hands and nodded: "I will do my best!"
"Well, if you can cure Qingcheng, what do you say, our Wuji Dynasty will try our best to satisfy you!"
The Dark Eye Ancestor said lightly towards Wang Xian.
When Wang Xian heard his words, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and his heart moved.
"Thank you, senior, let me take a look at the situation of Prince Wuqing City!"
Wang Xian nodded, and immediately walked towards the location of Wuqing City.
"The young man is really arrogant, but he must have a posture and know how to be respectful and humble!"
Wang Xian approached, and the ancestor Chenguang, who was standing next to the Prince of Wuqing City, glanced at Wang Xian and warned with an educational gesture.
"This old man is right. Strength and age are not linked!"
Wang Xian faintly looked at the ancestor Chenguang and said with a smile.
"Humph!"
The ancestor of Chenguang heard Wang Xian's words with a hint of sarcasm, and a cold look appeared in his eyes: "Pastor Guangming is on the way, I am pioneering, younger generation, be grateful!"
"I don't understand respect and humbleness, I don't know how to be grateful!"
Tian Qingguang spit out coldly on the side.
"You have no right to speak in front of me!"
Wang Xian glanced at Tian Qingguang without paying attention to it.
Hearing his words, Tian Qingguang almost exploded, his eyes filled with anger.
"Haha, the Lady of Light and the Son of Light who are enshrined by the old man, I don’t know what qualifications you have to say they are rubbish. Today, after I treat the Prince of Wuqing City, I need you to give me an explanation, otherwise..."
The ancestor Chenguang stared at Wang Xian and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Let's wait and see!"
When Wang Xian heard his words, the corners of his mouth cocked slightly, and his eyes looked at Wuqing City suspended in the void.
"The same cultivation base as us, I don't know where your arrogant courage comes from!"
"Calling you here is just for a glimmer of hope, do you really think you can compare with our ancestors?"
"Hehe, sad and ridiculous!"
The pastors Guangming behind Chenguang's ancestor stared at him coldly when they heard the words.
In the rear, the pastors of Guangming also stared at Wang Xian with cold faces and mocked them in a low voice.
Even Wu Qingyan looked at Wang Xian displeasedly.
Really think that it takes you all the time to call you over and you will be treated?
This is just because it was his brother who was injured and he did not miss any chance of treatment.
"Invaded by seventeen dark souls, some trouble!"
The ancestor Chenguang glanced at Wang Xian coldly, looked at Wu Qingcheng, his face slowly became serious.
With a move of his arm, a bright staff appeared in his hand. The head of the staff was a figure with wings, like an angel.
The angel trembled slightly, and the seventeen little angels slowly fell towards the body of Wuqing City.
"Seventeen dark souls, the strength of the ancestor is now further, and it can definitely be easily driven out!"
"This is the angel of light, every angel contains majestic light, capable of dispelling all darkness!"
Around, and even in the rear, everyone saw the ancestor Chenguang making a move, and their faces were amazed.
Seventeen bright angels, the energy contained in each bright angel is no lower than the soul of darkness!
Seventeen bright angels may expel the seventeen dark souls in the Wuqing City Crown Prince.