Fantasy: Fishing for the Innate Holy Body Taoist Fetus at the beginning

"It’s over!"

"Is it possible that the Heavenly Court and the Underworld Academy will be bulldozed?"

"No matter where this Danzun comes, no good things happen!"

"Used to it!"

"However, I don’t think it’s realistic to treat Ling Xiao as they did in the Temple of the Gods!"

"Look, when the time comes, he will definitely be killed by Ling Xiao!"

"This Lord is not a good person!"

"Moreover, he may be the disciple brought out by the Taoist monk. Even if he falls out with Hu Yanluo, don't worry, he doesn't have any alchemy skills to learn!"

"……"

For a time, the casual cultivators were all talking and speculating about what might happen here when the time comes.

Each one of them was mumbling something.

Like a woman with a long tongue.

Anyway, most people have the same mentality.

They are the same no matter which force they kneel down to, and it has nothing to do with them.

I was happy to see the confrontation between Hu Yanluo and Ling Xiao.

Anyway, no matter which side wins, they will curry favor.

As for the losing side, they also want to curry favor.

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

They just want to watch the show, and the rest is not important at all.

Just be happy!

……

And in the conference room on the fourth floor.

At this moment, Chu Shengxiao and the others were all breathing extremely seriously, and each of them looked at Hu Yanluo's gloomy face that was about to drip with water.

I don’t dare to speak out loud.

They were afraid that Hu Yanluo would attack them.

In their impression, this may be the calmest time Huyanluo has ever had!

Never in their history had they seen such a calm scene.

It is obvious that Hu Yanluo is also extremely afraid of Ling Xiao. Otherwise, he would have killed them all!

Why wait here for so long!

However, they also knew Ling Xiao's character and temper, and they all felt a cold sweat in their hearts.

……

"Who is making a noise here?"

"Be bold!"

The next moment, Ye Xian'er's extremely cold words reverberated throughout the gambling arena!

The voice contained an extremely powerful divine soul attack!

Circles of ripples appeared in the air, exuding endless divine power, rippling away. Come, criss-cross, and in the blink of an eye, a large network of souls is formed. It is extremely mysterious!

It has been condensed and formed! It has turned into substance!

It is shrouding towards the conference room on the fourth floor.

It exudes the pressure of the tyrannical Little Immortal Lord, permeating the air. It entered the hearts of everyone in the entire gambling arena

"Uh-huh!"

At this moment, everyone felt Ye Xian'er's powerful pressure. Looking at the condensed soul network, their faces were extremely white. You must know that the power of the soul is invisible and colorless, and cannot be seen with the naked eye. See.

Now Ye Xian'er, the Divine Soul Network shows that milky white color.

Only when the power of the Divine Soul is condensed to a certain extent can it show the milky white color.

This is a point that no one in charge can achieve.

In other words, Ming Ming , now the power of Ye Xianer's soul may have surpassed that of the person in charge!

"this……"

"It's so powerful!"

"How can this be?"

"No, it's impossible!"

"The soul is condensed, my God!"

"This only exists in legend!"

"If you can see such a scene in your lifetime, you will die without regrets!"

"call!"