Chapter 1805 The Youngest Primordial Saint Ever

"Ling Tian, ​​let's go, I will miss you."

Remember to visit me through the portal when you have time.

She didn't say the last sentence.

For her sake, Di Lingtian has already delayed too many affairs in the Nine Nether Underworld.

"Don't provoke other men, don't mess around, don't miss me."

Di Lingtian hugged her and warned her severely.

Jun Mohuang: "I know, I know, I promise to be obedient and not commit any crimes."

Half an hour later, Jun Mohuang finally sent Di Lingtian away.

She directly ignored Di Lingtian's prohibition orders.

Don't provoke other men... She definitely won't provoke other men, as for other men to provoke her, it has nothing to do with her.

After sending Di Lingtian away, Jun Mohuang took the golden spring to find Mo Yang and asked him to take it to see the effect.

Jun Mohuang's sensing power can sense everything, but it is not so effective for the golden spirit spring.

She can only feel that after taking this thing, it can greatly enhance the potential of the human body. As for the accompanying effect after the stimulation, she is not sure.

After Mo Yang took a drop of the golden spiritual spring, he felt refreshed, full of vitality and endless energy.

Not only that, but even his mind is spinning very fast.

"My dear niece, uncle, I suddenly realized that I am going to retreat for three days, and I will report to you after three days."

After leaving these words, Mo Yang immediately rushed towards the training room as fast as he could.

Jun Mohuang: "..."

Such an exaggeration, it seems that the effect of the golden Lingquan is really extraordinary.

...

Yong Yuezong.

A certain secret room is filled with densely packed jade pendants.

These jade pendants are the life and soul cards of the disciples of the Yongyue Sect.

By attaching a strand of life soul to the jade pendant by special means, it can be made into a life soul card.

If these life and soul cards are broken, it means that the person is dead.

At this time, the old man guarding the Fate Soul cards was staring blankly at the three broken Fate Soul cards, at a loss.

Yongyuezong has a high status in the Eight Directions Mysterious Realm, and each of Yongyuezong's disciples is a strong person in the Yuanhuang Realm.

Except for the disciples who practiced and cultivated on the edge of the endless black field, there would be death, and the disciples sent to maintain peace in the eight-direction mysterious world would never die.

But this happened, the life and soul cards of the three disciples of Hai Qing Tang who had just left the mission... were broken!

The old man was stunned for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he immediately reported the matter directly to the suzerain of the Yongyue Sect.

The hilltop palace where the Sovereign Lord resides.

Everyone gathered outside one of the small courtyards, not daring to make a sound.

I'm afraid that if a certain breath is too heavy, it will provoke the rage of the suzerain.

The atmosphere in the small courtyard became even more tense.

Sitting by the bed, the Sovereign looked at the sickly young man lying on the bed, his cloudy eyes were full of worry.

Next to the Sovereign, stood an indifferent woman.

She was dressed in white, her whole body was covered in white snow, she didn't feel any popularity.

"Ronger, how do you feel today?"

The boy was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with exquisite facial features.

The skin all over his body was abnormally pale, making him look like a perfect piece of fragile porcelain.

The young man is very fragile, but the aura around his body fluctuates at the level of a super strong person in the Yuansheng Realm.

If anyone sees this scene, they will be surprised.

No matter how many top geniuses in the Eight Directions Mysterious Realm could never reach the Yuansheng Realm in their entire lives, a young man of seventeen or eighteen reaches it.

There is no doubt that he is the youngest primordial saint powerhouse in the history of Bafang Xuanjie.