Chapter 337 Jiang Tianming: Are you all playing me?

Chapter 337 Jiang Tianming: Are you all playing me?

Taixuanzhou.

Xuantian Holy Land.

Holy Lord Jiang Tianming paced back and forth, feeling terrified in his heart.

Previously, Liu Qingming was sent to the Eastern Region to investigate Xuantian Sect, but when he came back, he said all kinds of outrageous things 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 Devil really has a master, and he showed off his skills some time ago, killing the alien races that caused trouble in Tianyuan Prefecture.

That's the Immortal King!

As a result, he was instantly killed by the red demon master’s sword!

What kind of measurable strength does this have to be able to achieve this easily? !

For this reason, Jiang Tianming was extremely panicked, and 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 believe it, how can you explain that the other party is so strong?

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

Suddenly, a cry came from outside, "Holy Lord, who do you think I will bring?"

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

"Holy Master, this is Senior Ye, and he is visiting our Holy Land as a guest!"

Lin Duxiu said with a smile.

"It turns out that this is Xuantian Holy Land. It doesn't look bad. 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, I know I was wrong!"

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

In fact, the cultivation environment of Xuantian Holy Land is already the best among all the sects in the 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 Holy Master Xuantian?" Ye Junlin came to the hall with his hands behind his back and saw Jiang Tianming who was embarrassed.

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

This is the supreme expert walking in the 꿗region now, Senior Ye!

Jiang Tianming dared 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 has changed.

놊Knowing this, he thought Ye Junlin was the 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 figure in the region!

Who knows that I am honored to be called Lord Jiang?

In the end, how could you become Xiaojiang깊?

I protest!

"Pfft~"

Seeing Jiang Tianming's ugly expression, Lin Duxiu laughed on the spot, then realized that he was right and quickly shut his 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 okay? Jiang is a person of status, and 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, please don’t prioritize!”

The words just fell.

The temperature in the palace dropped sharply.

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

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

Li Wujie's eyes were kind, and he held the handle at his waist to pull it out.

"Leave it to me later to destroy the body and eliminate the traces, and then establish a new obedient Holy Lord."

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 room, waved his hands and shouted: "No! You all calm down! This is what the Holy Lord 놊 means!"

"Duxiu, don't forget where you are from. This is our Holy Land of Xuantian, and outsiders are not allowed to come here!" 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?"

For Jiang Tianming's normal behavior, Lin Duxiu had a thorough understanding.

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

A mere Xuanxian actually dares to contradict the Immortal King?

What is the real difference between the big and 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 court. Lin Duxiu's scalp was numb, and he dared not have the slightest objection.

Ye Junlin looked directly at the young 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?"

놛’s 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 there was a sense of oppression in his voice 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. His whole body was moving, as if he was carrying the Ten Thousand Blades Divine Sword, 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!

"Now, have you changed your mind?" Ye Junlin said lightly.

"Mr. Ye, you have a higher level of cultivation than me, but I, Jiang, am 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 entering Xuantian Holy Land, he noticed something was wrong. It seemed that there was an ancient aura hiding, and this aura 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 be better than 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 raised his head with his hands on the ground, and shouted 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!"

I knew very well how powerful Senior Gou was. When he first appeared, his cultivation was only the ninth heaven of the Immortal King, and his origin was still the top ancient demon clan, which was almost comparable to the divine beast.

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

So, even though he knew that Ye Junlin was very strong, Jiang Tianming still felt that Senior Gou was inferior to him.

At best, they were evenly matched!

"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 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.

A few seconds passed.

There was no movement from Xuantian Holy Land.

Seeing this, everyone looked strange.

"This..."

Jiang Tianming was sweating coldly and secretly complaining in his heart.

Strange, why did Senior Gou come out?

So embarrassing!

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

"Well, I know you are noble, 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 said you would protect me, but this is the result?

It was a wrong decision after all!

Jiang Tianming regretted it in his heart. If he had known that he was pretending, he would have just admitted his mistake.

Now he is in a dilemma. It is embarrassing!

Ye Junlin and others were 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 over! Peace is the most precious!"

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 at the old man with a scrutinizing gaze, 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 again and again, with an awkward and impolite smile on his face, "Fellow Daoist, 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 nodded.

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

"I am Gou Dongli, from the Tengu tribe." Gou Dongli bowed his hands and said respectfully.

"What, Tengu tribe?!!"

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