Just now, when she opened her mouth, she had already used the Spirit King Record, trying to exert influence with the Spirit King Record, but in the end she couldn't see any reaction.

To be able to perform like this, the Chen Changming in front of him either had extraordinary concentration or had reached a very strong spiritual level, so that he could not be affected.

"interesting"

The smile on her face remained unchanged, and this thought flashed through her mind.

"You're here, just take your seats."

On the side, the voice of Elder Jin Dao slowly sounded.

Sitting above Chen Changming, he looked at the Sacred Heart Elder standing in front of him and spoke slowly.

No matter how you say it, Sacred Heart is also one of the three elders of Ling Sect, and his status is equal to that of Golden Sword.

Even if Elder Jin Dao doesn't like him very much, he still needs to have the proper etiquette.

“There’s no need to sit down.”

Listening to Elder Jin Dao's words, Sacred Heart smiled and shook his head: "I came here this time just to see the future Holy Son. I have no intention of attending a banquet."

"Actually, I have important things to do here, so I'll excuse you now."

She smiled at Chen Changming in the distance, nodded to him, and then turned around and left, appearing very polite.

Chen Changming sat there and watched him leave quietly.

"What? The boy is excited?"

In my mind, the voice of the spirit in the sword slowly sounded: "According to your mortal standards, this should be a great beauty, right?"

"How is it? Are you tempted?"

"Because she is beautiful, do we have to be attracted to her?"

Chen Changming smiled and responded in his heart.

"What if?"

The spirit in the knife seemed a little confused: "If you are not attracted to beautiful things, then you shouldn't be tempted to ugly ones, right?"

"Back then, what my master, the King of Heaven, loved most was to break up the major holy places and snatch back their saints."

"What happens after you get it back?"

Chen Changming was a little bored and asked casually.

"Practice your sword"

The spirit in the sword said matter-of-factly: "According to what my master said, using these saints to practice swordsmanship will make him feel comfortable when cutting, and even corpses will be pleasing to the eye."

"Well"

Chen Changming was stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling that there was a slight problem.

You worked so hard to snatch back the saints from various holy places just to behead them?

This so-called Golden Sword King has horrible hobbies and is probably not a decent person.

If he had just arrived in this world, Chen Changming might not be able to help but feel a chill.
Chapter completed!