I, Nine-star Talent, the Strongest In the World - Chapter 425

This makes it a bit difficult for many holy places to accept.

But Chen’s strength was already arrogant and unreasonable, and they didn’t dare to refute it rashly, so they fell into a short-term deadlock.

“Ancestor!”

Chen Qingyu also saw the clue, and couldn’t help but whisper:

“I’m afraid this is not very good, you can see that everyone seems to be reluctant…”

“This matter must be taken down!”

Jiuzu quietly said:

“Don’t talk about this, just look at me.”

“……Ok.”

Chen Qingyu replied helplessly, sitting in the first place, ready to see how Jiuzu performed.

“Cough cough!”

Jiuzu coughed twice and sighed:

“Hey, the old man also knows that this kind of request hastily made you a little embarrassed.”

“But my family, Qingyu, is less than eight years old now. He is really too young and inexperienced, so I can’t rest assured…”

As soon as this statement came out:

Everyone in the hall was horrified and stunned, and some people almost jumped up in fright.

“Brother Chen…”

The ancestor of the Chenyang Zhou family had a ghostly expression, and his voice changed:

“Are you kidding me?”

“Why is this eight years old?!”

The rest of the saints, although they did not speak, also had the same look——

Aren’t you taking us for ghosts?

Even Chen Shaojun has long been known as the No. 1 genius of all ages, and everyone knows his tyrannical talent.

But this is too exaggerated, too outrageous, right?

They can accept that Chen Shaojun is in his twenties, or even in his teens, but he is less than eight years old. This is simply impossible!

Eight years old, what is this concept?

No matter how powerful a genius is, when he was eight years old, he would still be cultivating in the [Flesh Body Four Realms]!

And now Chen Qingyu can already defeat the holy king!

You tell me this is eight years old? !

“How can this old man tell such a clumsy lie?”

Jiuzu asked back:

“If you don’t believe me, you can ask the Supreme Elder of the Spiritual Race.”

“My family, Qingyu, is the protagonist of the gods’ change back then, the son of my family’s Zhengxing and Ling Qiuxia, the king of the Spiritual Race.”

As soon as this statement came out:

The many saints present changed their faces again.

The gods are in turmoil. More than sixty years ago, for many saints with long lifespans, they are still fresh in their eyes and memories.

“Brother Ling…”

The ancestor of Thunder Cliff was the first to turn his attention to the ancestor headed by the Spirit Race.

“This……”

The spirit clan ancestor twitched his face, and could only helplessly whisper:

“Yes, Brother Chen is right.”

“I can testify that Young Master Chen’s real name is Chen Qingyu, the son of Chen Zhengxing and Qiuxia.”

“Back then, that girl Qiuxia used a secret technique to suppress the fetal movement, and it took sixty years for him to be born.”

“According to time…he is really only under eight years old…”

As soon as this statement came out:

The doubts and disbelief on the faces of many saints turned into shock.

Eight-year-old holy king fighting power!

Many saints twitched fiercely in their hearts, secretly looking at the white-clothed boy who smiled upwards, and couldn’t help showing a deep sense of awe.

A mere eight-year-old has this level of power, and it is hard for them to imagine the reason behind it!

No matter how outrageous the opportunity is, it can’t be so outrageous, right?

“Oops……”

At this time, Jiuzu began to sigh again:

“My family, Qingyu, just came back from Xuyu in the sky not long ago and stayed for half a year.”

“He has some talent, and he was lucky enough to achieve the second realm of the gods, but because he has been away from the barren land for too long, he is a little unfamiliar with the world…”

“That’s why the old man is cheeky and wants to ask for the position of a deputy leader and help him.”

Jiuzu hasn’t finished speaking yet:

Many saints, just hearing the word Second God Realm, their pupils shrank, and their hearts set off a storm!

These simple four words were like boulders, smashing into their hearts!

Second God Realm!

The quasi-emperor choice! The emperor is hopeful!

The meaning of this can be said that none of the saints present are unclear!

The Yuan Emperor of that year, before he came to the world, was only suspected of being in the Divine Origin Realm;

But now, this young master of the Chen family is already a real achievement in the Divine Origin Realm!

“No wonder he has such a terrifying combat power… It turns out that he has entered the second **** realm!”

Many saints can’t help but feel bitter in their hearts.

The eight-year-old holy king’s combat power and the second **** realm, they almost feel that they have lived on a dog for thousands of years in their lives.

People are more mad than people!

“Young Master Chen’s…”

Many saints looked at the young man in white, and sighed in their hearts:

“This is more than the young prince of the Chen family? This is the young emperor!”

Before this:

Chen Qingyu’s talent has long been recognized as the number one in all ages, and he is the most likely person to succeed Emperor Yuan in the future.

But, it’s only possible.

After all, in the past 100,000 years, there has only been one Emperor Yuan, and he came from the outer seas, not a native of the wasteland.

But now-

When they knew that Chen Qingyu was only less than eight years old and that he had ascended to the Second Divine Realm, they finally understood why the nine ancestors of the Chen family had the confidence to break the unspoken rules of power checks and balances.

The existence of Chen Qingyu is the greatest guarantee!

This is a real juvenile emperor, a future quasi emperor, or even an emperor!

“call!”

The ancestor of the Holy Land of Vientiane let out a long sigh and seemed to let go of something completely:

“I have no opinion on Brother Chen, wanting to be the deputy leader.”

His voice fell:

The rest of the many saints also expressed their opinions:

“I have no opinion either.”

“Seconded.”

“It is naturally the best for Brother Chen to assist the leader of the alliance.”

“I also agree with the nine ancestors of the Chen clan to serve as the deputy leader.”

Hearing the many sages, one after another responded:

There was a sincere smile on Jiuzu’s face, and he nodded:

“Very good, thank you all!”

Chapter 512 Return to the original owner a moment later:

The first brief meeting of the establishment of the alliance ended hastily, and many saints dispersed.

currently:

The goal of the alliance is to use the manpower and resources of the major holy places to investigate the movements of the Yansheng Palace and the Yuandi Palace.

In particular, the news from the capital of the Great Emperor, the situation of Saint King Tianchen after his defeat, etc., are the most important key information.

With this information, they can plan their next actions in a targeted manner and try to gain an active advantage in this war.

“Boom!” “Boom!”…

Floating outside the Heavenly Palace, one after another escaped light left.

Most of them are actually the elders of the Void Realm, the envoys of the previous major holy places, and so on.

They have been exposed to the light today. After the Holy Land Alliance is officially established, in the future, only the Saints of the Extreme Transformation Realm will be able to enter and leave the main hall of the Heavenly Palace to discuss affairs, or to meet the Alliance Lord.

“Qing Yu.”

Ling Shuangxue’s eyes were complicated and she whispered:

“congratulation.”

“Served as the leader of the Holy Land Alliance, the true king of saints, and became the existence with the most power and the highest status on the wasteland…”

Chen Qingyu laughed, stepped forward and rubbed her face:

“Why did I care about that?”

“Do you want to die?”

Ling Shuangxue blushed, smacked him, and pinched his cheek:

“How dare you pinch my face? No big or small!”

Chen Qingyu smiled, patted her hand, and said sternly:

“I actually want to ask, when will my mother come over?”

Ling Shuangxue shook her head and said:

“According to the meaning of the ancestors, the current situation is turbulent and not safe.”

“After confirming the situation in the capital of the Grand Emperor and the movement of the Yansheng Palace, I will go and pick up my mother in person.”

When Chen Qingyu heard the words, he nodded and said:

“Yes, it seems that the ancestors of the Spiritual Race were very thoughtful.”

He and Jiuzu didn’t have time to send a message to the ancestors of the spirit clan to help them bring Ling Qiuxia.

By the time the ancestors of the spirit race arrived in the capital, it was too late.

The Yuan Emperor Palace knew his true identity, but Saint King Tianchen was seriously injured and had no time to hijack him, thus threatening him.