Chapter 1482 - cynicism

Immemorial Sword Venerable Chapter 1482 cynicism

“Are you really Bloodsword Saint?”

This was a holy land of the human race, who would dare to pretend to be Bloodsword Saint?

“Sorry, I lost my composure.”

When Fang Chen looked at Yuan Ming, the latter also happened to be looking at him.

“His aura is much thicker than before.”

“Even the Luo nationality isn’t here, I’m not too late, am I?” Yuan Gu said.

Soon after, Yuan Gu entered the Sacred Hall.

“The inherited ancestral land opens once every hundred years. I’m very curious about how you managed to get a placing? Could it be through the back door? ” Yuan Ming grinned. His tone was filled with arrogance as he said, “That’s right. You have a close relationship with the Holy Lord. What’s a spot for you?”

“Then why don’t you give me a try?” Fang Chen said shamelessly.

“I’m just afraid that this Bloodsword Saint is just an embroidered pillow. I heard that if it wasn’t for the Holy Lord revealing himself last time, he would have died a long time ago. ” Ling Xian said as his mouth twitched.

“Ling Xian, why do you say that? Wasn’t the Bloodsword Saint the one who stole your youngest name? Is there a need for this? “

The one who spoke was a female disciple of the Spirit Race. She wore a green dress, and she looked like an unblemished green lotus. She was called Ling Lianzhu.

“Brother Yuan Ming, there’s no need to waste our breath on this kind of trash. We can talk about this after entering the inherited ancestral land.”

From the hundred man team of Provenance, a grey robed man walked out.

This man’s words caused everyone to be startled.

Fang Chen stared at the man in grey and suddenly realized something.

Facing Yuan Ming’s sarcastic remarks, Fang Chen counterattacked forcefully.

From his point of view, the reason Fang Chen could get a placing was most likely because he had used that treasure.

Otherwise, with so many geniuses from the human Holy Lands, how could it be his turn?

“Everyone, before the inherited ancestral land opens, there is still a period of time. Why don’t we communicate with each other? ” The one who spoke was Ling Ming.

“I have no objections either.” Yuan Ming nodded.

Communicating with each other would help to understand the opponent’s information.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

“Hahaha, I didn’t expect that my Luo nationality would arrive so late.”

Luo nationality was the last to arrive.

Master of the Luo Family transformed into a stream of light, charging into the Sacred Hall, leaving behind a hundred people.

Seeing the young generation of Luo nationality, Fang Chen’s heart trembled, and the temperature of the blood in his body suddenly rose.

However, in the blink of an eye, it was suppressed by him.

At the same time, the younger generation leader of Luo nationality slightly frowned, looking around him, as if she was looking for something.

“Strange, what was that aura just now?” Luo Qinghan thought.

Faintly, a black shadow stood there.

“The inherited ancestral land seems to be about to open.”