Chapter 1,409: The Strongest Person in Chenyao Sword Sect

Han Ling yawned lazily and said nonchalantly: "To be honest, that woman's beauty is really not a beauty. If it weren't for you, the sect leader, I wouldn't bother to touch her."

metropolitan……? !

Xiaoyou couldn't help but widen his eyes. What did Han Ling mean by calling him master?

Bai Chen was also startled.

Facing the doubts of the two masters and disciples, Han Ling put down his wine glass, rested his head on his hands, and said with a leisurely expression: "Sect Master Bai, if I want to join your Chenyao Sword Sect, I don't know if I can get the title of deputy sect leader. ah?"

"You want to join the Chenyao Sword Sect? Are you serious?!" Before Bai Chen could show his joy, Xiaoyou shouted in surprise on the spot.

Hearing this, Han Ling raised his finger and said, "Shh, be careful, the walls have ears."

"Oh." Xiaoyou nodded bitterly.

Unexpectedly, Han Ling came here with this intention. Bai Chen took a deep breath and slowly filled the wine glass: "Han Ling, I invited you when I was the God of Destruction. Didn't you say that at that time? Are you used to the comfort of Feihong Palace? Why are you willing to leave Feihong Palace now that I am so down and out?"

"I have no choice. I have been at ease for too long, and I want to find some excitement~ Moreover, I also want to know how you can fight against Luo Xi and Emperor Xuanwu with your current ability in the Three Stars Realm."

The two of them smiled at the same time, finally looked at each other, raised their glasses and drank.

"From today on, you are the third deputy master of our Chenyao Sword Sect!"

As soon as Bai Chen said this, Han Ling frowned: "The third deputy sect leader? Who are the other two?"

Bai Chen curled his lips and said lightly: "The first one is Lin Mengyao."

"Oh, are you your wife? I remember this." Han Ling had heard Bai Chen tell his story before, so he remembered the name Lin Mengyao deeply.

"The second one is Miao Chengfeng, known as Miao Lao. When I was in deep crisis in Fengyan Dynasty, even the Lin family, Pluto Sect, Tianhai Sect and the Alchemist Guild could only help me secretly. Only Miao Lao stood up. When I came out, he protected me with a thousand-year formation, blocking the Pluto who wanted to kill me at the beginning, and together with the Sword Mad Granny, he fought a bloody battle with the Ice Phoenix in the Phoenix Temple, allowing me to escape the Fengyan Dynasty, while Miao Lao was defeated by Zi Liuli suffered a lot for this in the Phoenix Temple."

After hearing Bai Chen's explanation, Han Ling nodded silently: "It seems that this Miao Lao is very kind to you."

"yes--"

Bai Chen sighed softly, he hadn't seen Miao Lao and Xuan Lao for a long time.

Slowly retracting the turmoil in his eyes, Bai Chen looked directly at Han Ling and smiled happily: "Having you join the Chenyao Sword Sect, I am really more powerful. It seems that I have a greater chance of winning in the northern region of the mainland."

Seeing Bai Chen praise Han Ling so highly, Xiaoyou couldn't help but tilt her head curiously: "Master, what is the realm of Brother Han?"

"He~ should be the strongest person in our Chenyao Sword Sect at present!" Bai Chen said with a faint smile.

The strongest? !

"Sect Master, I have been here for a long time, so I will go back first. People from Tianxu and Tianwu will be here soon. If you still can't do it yourself, you have to think clearly. Just rely on It is impossible for Xiaoyou alone to fight against those two strong men from the sect!"

"Don't worry, the mountain man has a clever plan."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Han Ling pulled him casually and walked into the torn void.

Seeing the void gradually merge, Xiaoyou was filled with surprise: "Master, what state is he in?"

"Eight Stars Realm." Bai Chen picked up the wine glass with a smile in his eyes.

"Bixing...oh my god!" Xiaoyou covered her lips in disbelief, her beautiful eyes widening in anticipation.

In fact, Bai Chen still had something to say. Ever since he saw Han Ling, he had seen through Han Ling's current physical condition.

With Han Ling's current cultivation level, he should have been in the Eight Star Realm for tens of thousands of years. In time, reaching the peak of the Star Realm will be just a trivial matter.

By then, he will be the closest thing to chaos.

Now that he has come to the northern region of the mainland, Bai Chen's opponent is no longer the God Lord of Wanchao Pavilion. He is very likely to meet the God King of Wanchao Pavilion and the powerful man of Xingchen Pavilion. Therefore, if a Chaos can appear in the sect, Only if he is a powerful person can he have the capital to go to the Beichen Empire. Otherwise, he will just be a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others.

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Han Ling changed the Feihong Palace prophecy with the word "destruction", which also convinced Long Xueting and Long Ao that the so-called God of Destruction was also part of the secret prophecy.

With the support of Bai Chen and Han Ling, Long Ao was gradually blinded by ambition. Now there is no need for Bai Chen to eradicate the roots, and he and Long Xueting will remain tight-lipped.

Bai Chen returned to the room and continued to cross his legs and close his eyes, his spiritual power flowing over and over again.

The arrival of the Three Star Realm has made the spiritual source in his body stronger, but this is not enough, because he knows that there are many old monsters hidden deeply in the Aolai Empire, such as the Xu Emperor and the Martial Emperor. It is a height that Bai Chen can never reach now.

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The dim moonlight illuminates a river in a mountain stream. This river flows around the mountain, spreading and curling like a water dragon, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

In a round stone by the river, Xiao Tianhu calmly maintained a posture as steady as a rock. His whole body was surrounded by a strange white stream of light. The emitted light, with a heat, covered the surrounding weeds and leaves. All the rain and dew have evaporated.

Seeing the green leaves gradually wither and turn yellow, a breath of death suddenly surged out of the little fox's body. She suddenly opened her eyes and stood up.

In the dense forest in front of her, an old man in a blue robe walked with his hands behind his back. Every time he stepped on the ground, a red footprint would be formed.

"Lord God, you are here!" The little fox quickly raised her eyes and bowed, her long eyelashes fluttering with a hint of alertness.

"Haha, didn't I say that you can just call me Lord Xia?" The old man smiled and walked steadily to the front of the little fox.

Looking down at the delicate face of the little fox, the old man nodded: "As expected of a fox, it is really soul-stirring!"

"Hey..." The little fox raised her jade finger and gently tapped the old man's chest, then slid down: "I wonder if I can be lucky enough to hook the soul of the Lord God?"

Until one point, the old man suddenly grabbed her wrist: "Little fox, didn't I tell you to call me Lord Xia!"

At this moment, the oppressive feeling brought by an extremely vast energy made the little fox look ashen in an instant, and she quickly shook off his palm, jumped a few times, and landed on the water in the distance.