Villain: The wife of the heroine, the Emperor of Heaven?I will marry you

Under the Holy Emperor's Stele, there was originally a piece of sacred and clean land.

But this time.

But there are two soaring auras that are gaining momentum.

With just a light touch, a big battle like sparks hitting the moon will arise.

Everyone waited and watched. In the dull atmosphere, they didn't even dare to breathe a little bit more heavily.

this moment.

The focus of the audience was on Su Xunge and Yue Qingkong.

But when the month was empty and ready to strike first, completely tearing Su Xunge's stinking mouth to pieces.

Sudden.

A loud shout sounded from a distance: "Whoever dares to make trouble under the Holy Emperor's Heavenly Stele, doesn't he know that this is the sacred place left by the ancestors!"

hum~
Everyone only felt that their eardrums were shattered into powder under this loud drink.

Subsequently.

An old man in gray robe came from the sky.

Cang Yan Hao head, mottled beard and hair.

It's too old to be shameful, but its body is as strong as a savage dragon.

Beside him, the terrifying sage rhyme flowed undisguisedly, causing the void to shatter and the avenue to whine.

"It's the guardian of the stele!" A monk covered his ears in pain, using all the divine power in his body, trying to protect his soul, and was crushed into powder by the way of the saint.

"It is rumored that the Holy Emperor's Celestial Monument is a sacred object of the human race, and countless saints have been watching over the years. I didn't expect this rumor to be true!"

"The battle between the two sons of Tianjiao led to a saint. It is really terrible. Seniors and I are innocent, please let us go!"

Countless people wailed.

But the old man in gray robe didn't intend to restrain his aura.

Seeing that Su Xunge and Yue Qingkong were still unmoved, and their swords were on the verge of breaking out, he couldn't help but twitched his face and burned with anger.

I have guarded the Tianbei for 3000 years without any trouble, but today there are two juniors who don't know how to live or die, and started a fight under the Tianbei.

If the ancestors of their lineage of stelekeepers found out, they would travel through time and space and point at the nose of his ineffective back and scold him.

"Don't stop!" The saint guarding the stele was furious, and completely released all his holy power.

The entire enchantment began to show signs of instability.

Yue Qingkong was under the coercion of the senior sage, and behind him, the phantom shadow of the moon palace fairy in the blue sea trembled and dissipated into nothingness~.

And Su Xunge also took the initiative to put away the star behind him.

He was not as shocked by the strength of the stele guard saint as others were.

Although judging from the aura emanating from this old man, he is several times stronger than Longzhi, but Su Xunge still has the confidence to fight against him.

It's just that there is no need to reveal his shocking strength.

It is enough to step on this sage of the sun, there is no need to risk being caught by Luo Qingxian's pigtails, just for a moment.

"Which family of you are the children, you are so unruly!" Seeing that he had suppressed the two juniors, the saint guarding the monument immediately restrained the scattered coercion of the saint.

But his face was still gloomy like a dark cloud.

As the guardian of the Holy Emperor's Monument, his background is not trivial, it is related to an ancient secret, and his status is so respected that all the holy places will give him three points of respect.

And these two juniors acted presumptuously in front of his eyes, they simply didn't take him seriously.

If they can't explain why, then the sage who keeps the monument feels that he needs to show a little thunderous tricks to make the world pay attention to their lineage of keeping the monument again.

"Meet the saint who keeps the stele" Yue Qingkong was suppressed by the saint's energy, and his face was a little pale.

But the imposing demeanor did not fall into the slightest inferiority: "The younger generation, the Son of Taiyin, lost his head for a while and acted presumptuously under the Sacred Emperor's Monument. Please forgive me~"

"Excuse me~"

If you don't ask, you don't know. If you ask, you will be shocked.

This sissy turned out to be from the Holy Land of Taiyin.

This great religion, which has been passed down for millions of years, has a transcendent status in Zhongzhou.

The more powerful a person is, the more he will be afraid, even if he has an extraordinary status, but in front of this holy place, he is nothing more than a small shrimp.

Not to be provoked, not to be provoked.

After thinking about it, the cold face of the stele guard saint couldn't help but eased a lot.

It's just that the demeanor of the predecessors has not been forgotten: "The Holy Son of Taiyin, you should know that the name of the ancestor of your religion is also imprinted on the top of this stele. Humiliated the ancestors?"

Say it.

Yue Qingqing twitched for a moment.

But he couldn't refute it, so he had to say obediently: "What the senior said is true, the junior knows it's wrong."

After all, it was his fault. Facing a saint, he didn't have the slightest intention to refute.

After the lesson was over, the sage kept his eyes on Su Xunge again.

"Here is the Taiyin Holy Son who can't be provoked, so I can only say a few words without pain or itching. If I can't show the majesty of my saint on this kid, I'm afraid my colleagues in the world will look down upon me."

I thought about something in my heart.

The sage guarding the stele returned to his previous fierce look, and asked in a low and menacing tone: "What about you, boy, do you know the consequences if you act presumptuously under the stele?"

"Such a double standard?" Su Xunge frowned upon hearing this.

Looking at Yue Qingkong kindly and kindly, but looking coldly at himself, could it be that you treat me as if I'm afraid of you?

"as a result of?"

"I will bear all the consequences."

Say it.

The audience was in an uproar.

"How dare that kid talk to the saint like that, is he dead?"

"Even if he possesses an unknown sea of ​​qi phenomenon and is very talented, he is only a genius who has not yet grown up. Such arrogance will suffer a big loss sooner or later!"

Everyone couldn't believe that Su Xunge dared to speak so arrogantly to a living saint.

If it were them, let alone the best, even if the saints let them worship and kiss the soles of their shoes, that would be a great gift.

Not to mention that he dared to say such a thing in front of the saint's questioning.

Everyone was in disbelief, but the sage who kept the stele was also slightly taken aback.

"The Holy Son of Taiyin has a high status, and he must be the most powerful person in Zhongzhou in the future. You have to respect him. How dare you talk to me like that?"

The sage guarding the stele couldn't believe it, and a trace of sullenness could not help but hang on his face.

"Presumptuous! Why do you take care of it, what do you do with it!"

"The Holy Emperor's Stele records the rise and fall of the Zhongzhou human race for millions of years. You are a mere junior, what qualifications do you have!"

His tone was obscure, and there was no fluctuation in his voice.

But it caused the earth to tremble.

The majesty of a saint cannot be underestimated!

This is what everyone has in mind.

But Su Xunge is not something these casual cultivators can compare to.

He's just a saint, and it's not like he hasn't been beheaded before. If he wasn't concerned about his own identity, he would have suppressed you with a single palm. How can you let you talk to me?
But not using his real strength doesn't mean that Su Xunge has nothing to do with the Monument Keeper.

Since you like to play around with the wind, let me show you what confidence is!