d delicate as jade.On the back of his hand, there was a prominent dragon-shaped mark.Then, a surge of terrifying blood-qi rose, seeming to condense into a crimson dragon in the void.Jun Xiaoyao glance...All that was happening in the fairy realm, naturally, Jun Xiaoyao didn't know.

Even if you knew, it would just be a smile and pass.

Growing up in this family that protects its own, he believed the Fallen God's Palace wouldn't dare do anything to him.

At least on the surface, he wouldn't dare harm himself.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you have brought great disaster upon yourself. We have sent the message back. Even your Jun family cannot ignore the wrath of my Fallen God Palace." A black-robed sage said in a cold, raspy voice.

"If you dare speak to Young Master disrespectfully again!"

Dong Xuan's ancestor, in Gu Yuan's eyes, there was a coldness surging.

Especially Gu Yuan, Jun Xiaoyao fought the Demon Son for them, because of the War Devil Hall.

He didn't allow anyone to speak disrespectfully of Jun Xiaoyao.

Just as these two robed saints were about to speak again.

They also received the message again.

And upon hearing this news, the faces of the two robed saints instantly froze.

The message is only a short sentence.....ignited a flame.Of course, this flame has no power to harm. It is a manifestation of the properties of the Fushang divine leaves.If consumed directly, it is very beneficial for cultivation.However...