Chapter 311 The Protector of the New Holy Son!

Dayanzhou.

Tianyan Holy Land.

Countless peaks are connected, reaching the sky, and all kinds of spiritual flowers and fruits are countless.

There are also countless thousands of feet of spiritual spring waterfalls, pouring down, like a jade dragon.

The sky above is incomparably blue, like crystal, spotless.

The peaks of the infinite mountain range are connected together, as if they have a different charm, like an ancient formation, with an ancient breath blowing in the face.

And in the deepest part of this infinite mountain range.

In the misty clouds, there is a huge cloud-top palace vaguely, with reality in the illusion, floating like a mirage.

It makes people yearn for and awed.

Li Feihuang, wearing the clothes of the disciple of Tianyan Holy Land, looked up at the cloud-top palace.

Even though he has been in the holy land for three months and has seen it hundreds of times.

But he still couldn't help but marvel from the bottom of his heart, feeling that he had come to a fairyland.

Recalling what she had seen and heard in the past three months, Li Feihuang, with her graceful figure and flying red hair, was filled with emotion.

Her aptitude was not bad.

Even in the Holy Land, she was qualified to be a direct disciple.

She was definitely in the upper middle class, not unknown.

But the upper limit of the Holy Land's geniuses was too high.

Just listening to it was amazing.

For example, the senior brother Hua Yunfei, whom I had met before, had a natural spiritual root.

He also had a divine king body.

The divine king body was one of the most powerful physiques in the world of immortal cultivation, and it was extremely terrifying.

In the ancient times, there was a divine king body that became an immortal.

This was a physique that had the potential to become an immortal.

And the senior sister Tan Taixuan was no worse. While she had extraordinary spiritual roots, she also received the inheritance of an ancient immortal, so she soared to the sky.

There were three saint sons and three saint daughters.

Excluding Hua Yunfei and Tan Taixuan, the other four were also top-notch, all of them were top-level geniuses who could cross realms and kill enemies.

Heavenly spiritual roots are just their standard.

Almost everyone has top-level physique or bloodline.

But the strong ones in Tianyan Holy Land are not only the saints and saints.

In each generation of direct descendants, three men and three women become saints and saints.

Those who fought for it are very strong.

But there are several direct descendants who lost, and they also have top qualifications.

Several of them have heavenly spiritual roots.

There are also several types of physiques stronger than the Moon Phoenix body.

It can be said that after arriving at Tianyan Holy Land.

Li Feihuang was shocked.

The original pride was also slowly polished and calmed down.

Before coming, Li Feihuang often recalled the humiliating scene that Ye Chen refused to be a maid and didn't even look at her.

But after staying in the Holy Land for three months, Li Feihuang let it go.

Although Ye Chen has good talent, he is nothing in the Holy Land where there are many geniuses.

Now I have entered the Holy Land.

I have also worshipped a great master of the Divine Transformation as my teacher.

It is just around the corner to surpass Ye Chen in the future.

In the future, I will face these real top-level geniuses.

Ye Chen is already in the past.

If I see him one day, Ye Chen will definitely regret it.

Thinking like this, Li Feihuang came to a fairy peak with scorching sunshine and blooming flowers in spring.

In front of the palace on the top of the peak that gathered sunlight and looked like a golden palace, Li Feihuang said respectfully: "Disciple greets Master!"

Li Feihuang encountered problems in his practice.

Today is the day for guidance once a month.

"Come in!"

A mature voice with a hint of hoarseness and sexiness rang out.

The door of the hall opened automatically.

Li Feihuang looked up and saw a woman sitting cross-legged on the jade mat in the hall.

This is Li Feihuang's master: Lin Qingtan!

Looking at the figure of the master, Li Feihuang still couldn't help but be amazed.

His figure is good enough.

But compared with the master, it is still a step behind.

The master's figure is simply a perfect match for the word "curvy and well-proportioned".

The slender waist like a water snake made Li Feihuang truly appreciate the exquisiteness of the phrase "slim branches bear great fruits".

But the most eye-catching thing about the master is the legs under the palace skirt.

They are slender and fit, like two jade shoots, perfect without any flaws.

The only pity is that the master's face is always covered with mist.

I can't see anything clearly.

But Li Feihuang is sure that the master's face is absolutely the most beautiful in the world.

But the only thing that is not harmonious about the master is the aura, which is too cold.

The fairy peak is bathed in the sun, and the palace is reflected like gold.

But the master's body is emitting an extremely cold aura all the time.

It makes the whole hall like an ice cave.

When they first met, Li Feihuang felt that his blood was about to be frozen.

"What doubts do you have about cultivation?"

Lin Qingtan said calmly without looking at him.

But just when Li Feihuang saluted and sat down, ready to speak.

A bell rang in the holy land, echoing directly in everyone's heart.

Lin Qingtan's eyes, which were covered by mist, suddenly opened, as if receiving some information.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Qingtan stood up directly.

The slender and well-proportioned long legs under the palace skirt were clearly revealed when she stood up.

The most amazing thing was the ratio of legs to body, which was incredibly perfect.

"I have to leave for a while, you come back next month."

Li Feihuang asked in confusion: "Master, what happened?"

Lin Qingtan said calmly: "The Holy Son has appeared, and the Holy Land will send someone to take him back to the Holy Land."

Li Feihuang was stunned: "Isn't the Holy Son already full?"

There are only three places in each generation.

Lin Qingtan shook his head: "The Supreme Elder of the Holy Land has a quota. If he can meet a peerless genius, he will make an exception and give a token. The person who gets the token can directly become the Holy Son."

Li Feihuang was even more surprised.

The Supreme Elder of the Holy Land is the top in the world of immortal cultivation, and is in the Mahayana period.

What kind of qualifications does it take to be recognized by the other party?

But it's just to pick up the Holy Son.

Why did the master go there in person?

Seeing Li Feihuang's confusion, Lin Qingtan did not hide it and said calmly: "I want to be his protector!"

Li Feihuang was even more surprised.

To be honest, she has never understood why the strong are willing to be the protectors of the weak.

Although I heard that the Holy Land has subsidies, and the Holy Son is indeed a genius.

But for the strong, isn't their own cultivation the most important?

Will it not delay their own cultivation if they protect others all day?

Maybe because Li Feihuang was an old friend, Lin Qingtan was still caring for him. With a thought, he pulled Li Feihuang up and flew directly to Yunding Palace.

"Let me show you the style of a top-level genius."

The holy land's ship was about to set off.

Picking up the Holy Son was a big deal, and it would go through the void at a very fast speed.

At the same time, the holy land also notified the strong men near the location of the Holy Son's token to go there.

In this way, if the Holy Son encounters an accidental activation of the token, he can be rescued in the first time.

Under the leadership of Lin Qingtan, the two quickly boarded the ship.

After getting on the ship, Li Feihuang was shocked.

There were already several great men in the holy land, both men and women, and the aura of some of them was even more terrifying than that of the master.

Standing here, I, a late Jindan, felt terrified from the bottom of my heart.

This made Li Feihuang more envious.

Is this the status of the Holy Son?

Just by sending out a wave, so many great men came.

But soon Li Feihuang's face changed.

Could it be that these powerful beings also want to be the guardians of the new Saint?

Do the powerful beings of Tianyan Holy Land care so much about their juniors?

To be the guardian of the new Saint, do powerful beings have to fight for it?

Isn't this too outrageous?

At this moment.

Li Feihuang felt doubtful about his life.