Fantasy: From Saint Child of the Holy Land to Ruler of the Myriad Daos
22 The protagonist of the dynasty, Duan Tianhe

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The boundless pressure descended, and everyone fell to the ground, including Duan Tianhe's senior brother.

Transcendence Realm cultivators were powerful existences no matter where they were, but here, he was kneeling and looking at the magnificent carriage in the sky.

Duan Tianhe's senior brother felt extremely humiliated. Even though he was facing the Holy Son, as a prodigy of the Great Dream Sanctuary, he could not kneel down.

The person in the carriage was deliberately humiliating him.

The Grand Primordium Holy Son.

A vicious glint flashed across Duan Tianhe's eyes as he committed the carriage to memory.

At this moment.

A young girl walked out of the carriage first. She was wearing a green dress, her eyes were like stars, her skin was smooth and smooth, and her entire body was emitting an immortal aura. She was only fourteen or fifteen years old, but she had already revealed her beauty.

Moreover, the dress that was wrapped by the dress had already begun to show its size.

"Chen Yun!"

Seeing the girl walk out, everyone in Qingmu Town was stunned. As the eldest daughter of the Chen family, they were all too familiar with Chen Yun.

"Yun 'Er is back."

Chen Tianyang looked at Chen Yun in the sky and his entire body trembled as if he had thought of something.'Could that Holy Son be Hao' er?'

Thinking of this, Chen Tianyang looked at Captain Huang. The two of them looked at each other and understood what they meant.

Almost at the same time, the two of them were overjoyed.

If his guess was correct, their Chen family would be saved.

"How could it be her!"

Duan Tianhe was slightly taken aback when he saw Chen Yun emerge from the carriage. He had thought about the person in the carriage, but he had never thought that the person in the carriage would be related to Chen Yun.

At this moment.

"Brother, we've arrived." Chen Yun said to the carriage.”

Brother?

Everyone was stunned. Could this Saint be Chen Yun's brother?

Someone from the Chen family?

Almost at the same time.

The other two clans of Qingmu Town were terrified.

If this person was from the Chen family.

Then they would cease to exist.

Under everyone's gaze, an extremely handsome figure walked out of the carriage.

It was a slender young man. His body was enveloped in a hazy divine light. His green robe fluttered in the wind.

His jet-black hair was sparkling and translucent, and each strand of his hair shone with light. His skin was as translucent as jade, and his eyes were like stars, flickering with astonishing divine light. The Great Dao surrounded his body, and he was one with the heavens. He was extraordinary and refined, as if he did not belong to this mortal world.

Looking at the figure shrouded in divine light in front of them, everyone was in a daze and felt a little surreal.

Was he still human?

Could it be a banished immortal from the mortal world?

Chen Shaohao's myriad Dao buffs made him more and more unfathomable. At the same time, his body carried a transcendent temperament, like an immortal, not like a person from the mortal world.

Chen Shaohao's eyes narrowed as he looked at Duan Tianhe kneeling on the ground outside.

Especially the golden dragon on Duan Tianhe's head.

"This fellow is actually a hot shot.”

"The golden dragon on his head should be the Golden Luck Dragon. Could it be that he's the hot shot of the country's fate?”

The Golden Luck Dragon was an extremely special item.

Luck condensed into a dragon. As long as one obtained this item, their luck would be boundless and they would be blessed by luck.

However, only an eternal dynasty could produce a Golden Luck Dragon. An eternal dynasty's fate was boundless, and only then could such a sacred object be condensed.

For example, the Immortal Dynasty of the Central Plains had a Golden Luck Dragon. However, even the Immortal Dynasty could only give birth to extremely few Golden Luck Dragons.

" Although Dali Dynasty is not small, it's basically impossible to produce a Golden Luck Dragon. Where did Duan Tianhe get it?”

"If it wasn't born in Dali Dynasty, then it could have been some kind of opportunity.”

It was impossible for the Dali Dynasty to produce a Golden Dragon of Fortune, as the conditions for it were too difficult. He would not be surprised if Duan Tianhe was the crown prince of the eternal dynasty.

However, it was impossible for an ordinary dynasty like Dali Dynasty.

There was only one possibility for Duan Tianhe to obtain the Golden Luck Dragon, and that was that he had obtained some kind of opportunity.

"Come here."

Chen Shaohao's eyes narrowed as he reached out his right hand to grab Duan Tianhe.

"No."

Duan Tianhe struggled violently. He didn't want to be captured. His life had just begun.

Moreover, he, who had the Golden Luck Dragon, did not belong to anyone, not even the Saint in front of him.

however

No matter how Duan Tianhe struggled, it was futile.

Chen Shaohao grabbed Duan Tianhe's neck with one hand and stared at the golden dragon on Duan Tianhe's head with his starry eyes. He said softly,""It's really an accident that you're still alive.”

"You dare to casually display a sacred item like the Golden Luck Dragon?”

"However, I still have to thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to obtain such a sacred object.”

Golden Dragons of Fortune were extremely rare. Even a force like the Holy Land of Taichu did not have one. One could imagine how precious it was.

Basically, only the few eternal empires had Golden Luck Dragons, and they were very rare. Basically, only the emperors of the eternal empires or the crown princes who were heirs could have Golden Luck Dragons.

On the other hand, Duan Tianhe, the crown prince of an ordinary dynasty, was lucky to have such a sacred object and use it freely without being killed and plundered.

Duan Tianhe was terrified by his words, but he could not use any of his cultivation under Chen Shaohao's pressure. He could only struggle loudly." Senior Brother, save me."

Duan Tianhe's senior brother's expression changed drastically when he heard that Chen Shaohao was going to snatch Duan Tianhe's Golden Luck Dragon. If the Golden Luck Dragon changed hands, Duan Tianhe would be no different from dead.

Seeing this.

"Holy Son of the Grand Primordium, we are disciples of the Celestial River Daoist of the Great Dream Holy Land.”

Duan Tianhe's senior brother was so shocked by Elder Qing's pressure that he had no choice but to dump his master as his backer.

The Sky River Daoist had an extraordinary background. He was an elder of the Great Dream Holy Land and was extremely powerful.

He hoped that the Heaven River Daoist could intimidate Chen Shaohao.

Hearing this.

Chen Shaohao looked down at his senior brother Duan Tianhe, his eyes glinting coldly.""Elder Qing."

As soon as he finished speaking.

A sword light appeared out of thin air, and endless pressure swept across the sky, as if it wanted to cut through the mountains and rivers and destroy the sky.

Immortal Slaying Sword Technique.

Chen Shaohao's eyes narrowed. The sword technique Elder Qing used was the Fairy Slaying Sword Technique.

Rumble!

Boundless sword radiance shot out, and Duan Tianhe's senior brother was terrified. He was unable to resist the mighty figure's attack with his cultivation base.

"Master." Duan Tianhe's senior brother bellowed in grief, and a jade pendant flew out. Five-colored light burst out, and a terrifying figure walked out from the jade pendant, grabbing the sword light from the depths of the giant hand that was surrounded by lightning.

Kacha.

The giant hand was unable to withstand the sword radiance and was instantly destroyed. The expression of the figure who emerged from the jade pendant changed, and he picked up Duan Tianhe's senior brother and walked toward Yi Bian.

Boom!

The peerless sword light fell, and the mountain range in front of them was cut open, revealing a bottomless abyss.

In the sky.

An old man in a black robe stared in Chen Shaohao's direction and said word by word,""Heaven-Destroying Sword, it's actually you, Wan Tianqing!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

Ripples appeared in the void, and Elder Qing slowly walked out of the void. He looked at the black-robed old man with a smile,"Long time no see, Heavenly River Daoist!"

When the two of them appeared, the void trembled and everyone was terrified.

Both of them were at least mighty figures, but the Sky River Daoist was only a remnant of his will and not his real body.

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