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"He, he is the Blue Star man!"
"Oh my God! The murderer is coming!!"
Tens of thousands of disciples, as well as the dozen or so saints, whether they were old men or old women, after they saw Xia Yan, they subconsciously took steps to block Hong Meng.
This scene is even more weird, even a little weird.
Xia Yan couldn't help but frown slightly.
To be honest, even Xia Yan didn't expect to encounter such a scene.
Tens of thousands of disciples, as well as those Saint Realm creatures, without exception, all stared at him covetously.
This is normal. After all, in a sense, I am like a foreign enemy that day, coming to their world and taking away the resources in their world.
The only difference is probably that Xia Yan will never kill innocent people indiscriminately.
He only wants what he needs and will not vent his emotions wantonly.
But the people here are different from those in all other worlds, and they are different from the earth where Xia Yan lives.
It¡¯s normal to be hostile to him, but why do they subconsciously protect Yitian?
Do all the heaven-level creatures in the world need saints to protect them?
This weird feeling fell on Xia Yan, like a group of old hens protecting their calves. Under the direct gaze of hawks and falcons, they spread their wings to protect their young~
There was a trace of doubt in his eyes.
This is weird.
"Sir, since you have won the Red Dream, please leave our world."
"Yes, sir, Hongmeng is still a child. If she has offended you in any way, we are willing to apologize for her."
Seeing that Xia Yan remained silent, no one could figure out what he was thinking.
Immediately several old ladies stood up.
child¡¡
Xia Yan's eyes flickered slightly.
??Call a god a child?
Suddenly, Xia Yan understood.
Hong Meng is very young! ?
A young heaven-level creature?
But, is this possible?
"How old are you this year?" With doubts in his heart, Xia Yan looked at Hong Meng behind the crowd.
When Hong Meng was completely moved by her own people, she suddenly heard Xia Yan's question and immediately shrank her neck.
I¡¯m afraid of being beaten by Xia Yan.
That really hurts.
He immediately flattened his mouth and muttered in a low voice: "I don't know how old I am, but I must have lived in this world for more than ten years after being brought out by Xiao Zhuzhu and the others."
More than ten years brought out
Xia Yan's eyes suddenly brightened.
He is not stupid.
Since everything here is weird, it completely goes against common sense.
? Then there is obviously something different.
And strangeness outside the sky represents the unknown.
It¡¯s probably an amazing chance!
As a monk, your sensitivity to this is far superior to that of other people, just like a successful businessman who can detect ways to make a fortune in a few words that ordinary people cannot hear.
This is exactly what is called making money in the right way!
Xia Yan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and said calmly: "Take me to the place where you found Hong Meng."
Hehe heard it!
The eyes of more than a dozen seniors from the Holy Realm suddenly shrank.
terrible.
This person¡¯s sensitivity is simply terrifying to an outrageous level.
In just one sentence, I was reminded of this.
"Sir, we can take you to that place, but can you please agree to a condition first? If you gain something from it, can you let the child Hongmeng go free?"
Hearing this, Xia Yan glanced at the old man who was speaking, and said expressionlessly: "You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me yet."
Yes, not at all!
Everyone¡¯s expressions turned ugly.
But Xia Yan is right, this is the law of survival in Tianwaitian.
??
"Sir, please."After a slight hesitation, a dozen saints flew into the air and personally guided Xia Yan.
Hong Meng also followed. After all, these 'seniors' who were very good to her were all leaving. With her temperament, she would never escape alone.
No one tried to dissuade Hong Meng. More than a dozen saints knew the child's character very well.
Although he looks a little silly, he is pure in nature and is definitely a good boy.
It¡¯s a pity that at this time, they would rather Hong Meng was a bad person and could be more cruel and gave up on them decisively.
As a person, the chance of escaping is still very high.
The group of people flew towards somewhere in the world.
Like a dozen rainbow lights, strong winds billowed over the sky.
Flying over mountains and swamps, behind thousands of mountains.
Everyone stopped in front of an endless mountain range.
Looking down, you can have a panoramic view of the terrain here.
Xia Yan suddenly narrowed his eyes.
If he saw it correctly, the mountains below him formed a strange pattern.
Like a brilliant flower in full bloom
"here it is?"
"Sir, this is where we discovered the Red Dream fifteen years ago." An old man said.
"There is a celestial tomb below."
"Huh? Heavenly Tomb" Xia Yan was suddenly shocked.
It¡¯s the celestial tomb again? !
The so-called sky tomb represents the cemetery of a heaven-level creature.
Xia Yan once stepped into the Tomb of Heaven, and experienced things there that are quite strange and mysterious now that he thinks about it.
Are there celestial tombs in this world?
What day will it be?
The next moment, Xia Yan's consciousness dispersed.
In fact, when he first came here, Xia Yan had dispersed his consciousness, but he didn't notice anything strange here.
It was only now, after he heard what several people said, that he realized the weirdness of this place.
Thinking about it, if it is really a celestial tomb, it would be normal.
After all, the Sky Tomb is extremely strange. No one can detect it unless it leaks its breath.
It¡¯s different now.
Xia Yan knew the weirdness of this place.
? After observing with all his heart, he immediately noticed something strange about this place.
There is indeed a cemetery under the rolling mountains!
The entrance has already emerged in Xia Yan's mind.
But his spiritual consciousness can only detect this far.
At the entrance, a huge closed door blocked his consciousness, making it difficult for outsiders to peek inside.
But there is a portrait painted on the gate.
A female emperor, she stands proudly in the sky, with countless stars collapsing around her.
Although it was just a sketched scene, Xia Yan could sense the majesty of dominating the world.
Empress? !
There are two lines of writing on both sides of the huge door.
Every word goes deep, and dragons and phoenixes dance.
I raise my hand to make stars, and my spirit is higher than that of Tianque Tower.
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