Chapter: 2017

Before Ma Yuansheng could speak, Fang Qinyang took the lead in praising him, as if he had become the leader of the holy king here, as he had the most seniority.

"Where is it, Fang Shengwang praised it absurdly."

Jiang Huai laughed, and then he glanced at the people below, and asked with some doubts: "What? Is that Ning Beixuan still out?"

"What a big shelf."

Li Xueyin said coldly.

Ma Shenji smiled slightly, and looked at the sky indifferently, "According to the agreed time, there is still a stick of incense. If he doesn't come out, we can see what the punishment of heaven looks like."

As he spoke, he looked at Su Lingfeng, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Su Lingfeng seemed to feel his provocation, nodded with a light smile, and began to talk with Ma Yuansheng, but deep in his eyes, there was a flash of anxiety that no one could detect.

Ma Minrong looked enviously at the Ma Shenji standing side by side with the great saint kings and talking eloquently.

Not only him, but all the Holy Sons were secretly envious and jealous in their hearts. Except for the three Holy Sons in Qingdi Holy Land, the rest of the Holy Sons were not qualified to stand with the Holy King.

"Is it time? Did Ning Beixuan really escape?"

Ma Handong suddenly sneered.

These words were like igniting the fuse of a firecracker, and the place suddenly buzzed with ridicule and abuse. A mere rogue cultivator is even bigger than a holy king!

If this son is not afraid of absconding, is it possible to pinch him out?

"Well, it looks like he doesn't dare to come out."

Jiang Huai said with a half-smile.

"Ling Feng, you missed your mark this time."

Ma Yuansheng smiled lightly.

Fang Qinyang sneered, "I wasted a monument to the Qing Emperor."

At this moment, the gate of the courtyard opened suddenly, and a figure came out slowly. He glanced at the million monks here, and smiled lightly: "Am I late?"

"Come out? Is that Ning Beixuan?"

"It's so strange, my soul swept across this yard just now, and I didn't find his existence at all!"

"This kid really pinched it out, damn it!"

"Su Aori, didn't you say that he was afraid of absconding?"

Ma Handong looked at Su Aori coldly, with some dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Well, I really didn't find him in the yard..."

Su Aori smiled innocently.

"Forget it, it's not the first time he's done something like this."

Ma Minrong sneered, and then looked at Ning Qi with incomparable resentment.

"Because of you, the nine-tailed sky fox that should belong to me is now falling into the arms of my elder brother! Hateful! Damn! Damn it!"