"What a magical place." Qin Xiao said calmly. The tender green tree in front of him has surpassed the trees Qin Xiao has encountered. It is at least a little more powerful than his father's tree. And on this green tree

He is the pinnacle monk of the Mu family. Surrounding this green tree is the tree of inheritance. Although the two are not far apart, they are in two spaces. Those trees of inheritance are huge, but in

This green tree is dim and pale in front of it

"Thank you very much"

"Everyone must know my name, but I, Qin Xiao, am very unfamiliar to everyone. I wonder if you could introduce yourself?" Qin Xiao spread his right hand and a blue lotus appeared in Qin Xiao's hand.

Floating in the void like this, finally floating below Qin Xiao, Qin Xiao paused slightly and stood on the blue lotus.

Qin Xiao's move is undoubtedly shocking to everyone. This is the world of the five of them, and everything in it is in their breath. If Qin Xiao wants to use magic to grow a blue lotus, although it is possible, it will definitely not happen.

So fast, and this lotus cannot be so powerful. Qin Xiao's move made the five peak monks of the Five Realms recognize his status.

"Haha, poor Tao Mu De," the monk in the middle said lightly. This person has three green dots in the shape of a Chinese character in the middle of his eyebrows. His face is rosy, even a little fat, his eyes are calm, and everything is indifferent in his eyes.

"Princess Mujun," the monk on Mu De's left said with a smile. This man is a monk in white robes. There are three orchid petals between his eyebrows. On the white robe, there are more free and floating orchids. There is an aura of fortitude, uprightness and uprightness.

Around Mujun

"Mu Tian, ​​a poor man," the monk on Mu De's right said with a smile. But Mu Tian was wearing a cyan robe and had long cyan hair, and his face was that of a young man. However, he did not look at Qin Xiao, but closed his eyes slightly.

Eyes, I don’t know what I’m thinking about

"Pindao Mudu" The old man next to Mujun was indifferent to Mudu, but his face was haggard and he was weak and thin. His eyes were fierce and fierce, and the gaze he shot did not look like a human's, but a poisonous light.

"The poor man is dead," said the monk on Mu Tian's side. He was completely shrouded in black robes, but his voice was extremely young. He should be a young man.

"Poor Qin Xiao" Qin Xiao saluted everyone, sat cross-legged on the purple lotus and faced everyone with a smile.

"Now that everyone is here, I won't talk nonsense. I will definitely get this inheritance tree from the Zizhu family. However, if everyone doesn't agree, I don't think there is anything to talk about between us." Qin Xiao also didn't

Nonsense, these peak cultivators all think too much, and instead restrict everything. Qin Xiao just wants to be more relaxed, which is better for everyone.
Chapter completed!