Vastheaven Holy Land, in the training grounds.
At this moment, the Holy Son of the Black Balance Holy Land, Kang Mengou, was standing on the stage with a smug expression.
A disdainful smile appeared on his face as he looked at the disciples of Vastheaven Holy Land that he had insta-killed with a single move.
Trash!
The disciples of Vastheaven Holy Land were so weak, yet they were still from a top faction?
These people couldn't even take a single move from him. What qualifications did they have to become Saint Land disciples?
"In such a large Holy Land, we can't even find a single opponent.”
After thinking about it, Kang Mengou looked around and found that no one wanted to challenge him. He laughed loudly.
His words were filled with mockery.
The faces of the Vastheaven Holy Land disciples that he saw all turned red, and they lowered their heads in shame, not daring to meet his gaze.
"Trash."
Seeing this scene, the laughing Kang Mengou cursed in disdain.
His attitude was arrogant and insolent!
"Cough cough, don't be so smug. If it weren't for our Holy Son and the senior brothers on the Heaven Roll, how could you be so arrogant?!”
At this moment, a disciple who had been sent flying from the stage could not help but say with a flushed face when he saw how arrogant Kang Mengou was.
"Yes, that's right. If all the senior brothers and sisters were here, how could they allow you to be so impudent?!”
"If our Holy Son was here, he could suppress you with a single palm. How could you be so arrogant?？”
"Defeating us is nothing. If you have the ability, go find the senior brothers and sisters on the Heaven Roll in my Holy Land!!”
As soon as these words were spoken, many disciples immediately agreed. Their faces turned red as they looked at Kang Mengou and said angrily.
Heaven Roll?
Saint Child?
Hearing these words, Kang Mengou looked at the disciples with disdain. Did Vastheaven Holy Land have a Saint?
Why had he never heard of it?
There was also the Heavenly Rankings, which he had never heard of before. These trash actually wanted to use such an illusory and non-existent thing to save his face?
"Tsk tsk, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. My bad disciple's personality is a bit strong and doesn't know his limits. I injured your Holy Land's disciple, I hope Sect Leader Mo doesn't blame me.”
Not far away, a few figures stood in a dazzling hall. Their gazes passed through the layers of space and looked at the martial arts practice field.
A malicious-looking old man couldn't help but reveal a hair-raising smile when he saw Kang Mengou defeat so many of Vastheaven Holy Land's disciples with a single move.
However, his apology was full of arrogance.
"It's fine."
Hearing this, a middle-aged man beside the old man raised his eyebrows. His aura was like a monstrous wave that suppressed the world.
He spoke silently.
There was not a trace of the exasperation that the old man had imagined.
"Hmm?"
Seeing Mo Yandao's reaction, the old man was stunned.
It shouldn't be!
Based on his understanding of Mo Yandao for tens of thousands of years, shouldn't this guy be furious and cursing?
Why was he so calm and composed, without a trace of anger?
Could it be that the so-called Saint Child and the Heaven Rankings were true?
Thinking of this, the old man's expression darkened again.
The news of Ning Beichen being accepted as a disciple by Mo Yandao and becoming the Holy Son of the Vastheaven Holy Land had not spread out, other than the people in the Holy Land.
No one knew!
And the so-called Heaven List was also something that Ning Beichen fiddled with when he was bored.
The disciples on the Heaven Roll were all the strongest in the Holy Land.
Similarly, only the people of Vastheaven Holy Land knew about this.
"Let alone the fact that your Vastheaven Holy Land doesn't have a Holy Son, even if he did, if he dared to come out, I would still be able to trample him under my feet.”
He looked at the indignant and red-faced Vastheaven Holy Land disciples who had been thrown off the stage by him.
Kang Mengou's originally arrogant expression became even more insolent. He raised his voice and said a series of arrogant words, angering the disciples below the stage until they gritted their teeth.
If it wasn't for the fact that they couldn't beat him and couldn't put down their dignity to gang up on him, they would have already swarmed up.
He would beat up this guy who was spouting nonsense until his mother could not recognize him.
"Moo!"
"Brat, he said he wanted to trample you under his feet. Hahaha, he really doesn't know what's good for him.”
Just as the disciples of Vastheaven Holy Land were about to curse out a few more words, a terrifying Demonic Qi descended from the sky.
The originally clear and cloudless sky turned dark after the arrival of this demonic qi.
" This is Demonic Sage Green Bull?"
"That's great. This Demonic Sage Green Bull is the Saint Child's mount. Since it has appeared, does it mean that the Saint Child has returned?”
"Hahaha, you arrogant person, our Saint Child is back!!”
Seeing this scene and the thunderous laughter, the many Vastheaven Holy Land disciples instantly became excited.
Looking up, he saw a huge green bull with terrifying demonic qi slowly descending from the sky.
On the back of the bull, there were two figures, one big and one small. They were their Holy Son!!
Boom!
Under everyone's gaze, the old bull carried Ning Beichen and the little girl and arrived in the blink of an eye.
It carried a powerful pressure as it landed on the martial arts arena.
"Hey, kid."
"When did I become your Saint Child's mount?”
Just as Ning Beichen pulled that unknown little junior sister down from the old bull's back.
The old bull widened his eyes and stared at the disciple who had just said that he was Ning Beichen's mount.
The disciple broke out in a cold sweat and was terrified.
Only then did he retract his gaze. He cursed angrily in a thunderous voice,"If you continue to talk nonsense, do you believe that I, Grandpa Niu, will kill you with my corner?"”
"No, no, no…"
Seeing the old bull turn his gaze over, the Vastheaven Holy Land disciples hurriedly voiced their agreement in fear.
However, although they agreed on the surface, many disciples were silently complaining in their hearts.
He had already been ridden back, and this was still not a mount?
What was going on?
"Just now, you said that as long as I come out, you will trample me under your feet?”
Ignoring the old bull who was bullying his disciples, Ning Beichen stepped onto the stage after he appeared.
" What are you going to do now?" The Holy Son of the Black Balance Holy Land asked coldly." I'm here. How are you going to trample me?"”
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Beichen's extremely terrifying aura also completely erupted.
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