Lord of Pets

The question is, how can you lie in front of the Holy Lord without changing your face and leaving no flaws at all?

Bai Wushan's thoughts were like lightning, he gave up his random thoughts, stared at everyone's eyes, and explained without being humble or arrogant:

"I am in the secret realm, the number of killings...maybe a bit too much?"

"It's also possible...that my experience has been too tortuous?"

With a slightly confused and doubtful tone, it was like a heavy hammer that shook everyone's minds.

Mud, is this the reincarnation of the God of Death, or is it some big shot playing the role of a guardian to experience life?

What kind of killing can accumulate such terrifying dragon power?

What kind of experience can explain this unprecedented and unprecedented achievement?

"Haha, let me just say that this person's dragon power is too rich. It would be a pity not to bring him over and include him in the ranking."

An Suyi was smiling but suddenly changed his expression one hundred and eighty degrees and asked Jin Chenyan, who had shouted the most ferociously just now, expressionlessly:

"Why, are you questioning Longting?"

"Do you think this result is unfair?"

"No...don't dare..."

Jin Chenyan was so frightened that his immersive look of shock and anger disappeared.

Feeling the selfless, cold and ruthless aura of the Holy Lord, as well as the penetrating gaze of the two Holy Dragons, his soul almost flew out of his body.

He stopped talking, lowered his head and took a few steps back, shrinking into a dark corner.

Even if his father and grandfather were all standing here, they would not dare to openly question the authority of Longting.

This is the top power in ancient times.

This is the most powerful and sacred place in the supernatural world!

Use any remaining power and kill him on the spot.

Even those who are close to him neither have the ability to take revenge nor dare to take revenge.

Even to protect himself and prevent being blacklisted by Longting.

It is not a small probability event that he would be removed from the family tree, renounced, and exiled as a criminal.

Jin Chenyan was scared.

Several other trialists and guardians who had also spoken out and exposed inappropriate remarks had the same situation, with cold sweat dripping down their backs.

Amidst the silence and suppressed voice, An Suyi looked at Bai Wushang again and showed a just right smile.

As a result, the frozen atmosphere thawed and gradually returned to normal.

"Are you interested in finding a master? Or a guide?"

"Oh?" Foti's mind was suddenly drawn, and he was a little surprised.

"You want to take him as your disciple?"

"No," An Suyi shook her head, "I asked on behalf of another person. She once asked me to find some good seedlings. I think he is quite good. I can try to recommend him."

"Well, don't rush to answer. There are some uncertainties on her side. It's over now. You can come to my place again."

"Okay..." Bai Wushang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly agreed.

Just barely, Master An Dalong still has some skills.

A series of operations such as raising and lowering the knife, killing the chicken to scare the monkey, cutting through the mess with a quick knife, diverting attention... the situation that was almost out of control gradually returned to the original expectations.

"Then...the saint has been chosen!"

Seeing An Suyi, who always acted vigorously and resolutely, he favored this survivor.

Foti calmed down, suppressed all curiosity, and turned the topic to the essence of the matter:

"The only three saints, Ji Ranran! Beichuan! Dawn! Congratulations!"

Swish swish——

Three crystal lights flashed away and settled in front of the three people.

They were three dragon claw jade talismans, with a emerald green background and inlaid gold characters. They had a noble and holy aura flowing around them, faintly resonating with the palace around them.

"This is the Jade Dragon Token, which is a symbol of the status of a saint. With it, you can access the secret realm of the Dragon Clan within the scope of your rights, enjoy special care from the Dragon Court, and get 1,000 contribution points every year to exchange for rare treasures..."

"In addition, the blessing of the Holy Dragon continues to be activated and is bound to your body. It will not expire when you leave Dragon King Island."

"Before the sage realm, you can enjoy the defense and vitality of dragons of the same level... If you take good care of it, it will be of great benefit to improve your survivability..."

Foti used one mind and three functions to give the three newly promoted saints a simple explanation of their welfare benefits through one-way soul communication.

Then, he raised his head, faced the entire square, and said solemnly:

"The selected candidates and their cooperating partners can stay and rest for a while, and the rest will leave."

"After three days, the dragoons will take you back to your hometowns. Just wait patiently."

"Yes, Lord Holy Lord!" The maids wearing green dragon masks bowed their knees and started to take action.

One after another, the testers and guardians were led to leave, while looking back at the figures who stayed in place.

Most of them are envious, while the rest are filled with reluctance and jealousy.

Failed.

In this test that distinguishes the most genius, the best, and the luckiest, they ended in disgrace, failing to continue their own pride and glory.

What seems familiar is that 99% of people, before leaving, will quickly pass by the Northwest River, which is supposed to be dazzling and unique.

and the retreating, restrained Dawn.

What they were looking at was the mysterious man with short ash-blond hair and starry eyes.

There was also the white-haired woman who was at a loss and had not yet recovered from the shock.

"Hey, it would be great if I had such a guardian who could become a saint just by lying down..."

Some people are thinking and mumbling to themselves.

But he didn’t receive too many disdainful looks, and there were many voices of support.

"Hey, stop daydreaming and wake up!"

A blond man laughed loudly, his eyes were on fire, and he said with high spirits:

"You have the nerve to say this under the eyes of the Holy Lord. This is probably one of the reasons why you cannot become a saint!"

"Who are you? What qualifications do you have to give advice to others?"

Qu Wuyi was still in a state of confusion. He couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and asked the mocker in reverse.

"Me?" Ji Cangyun smiled, looking at the white-haired woman behind him who was shining with attention, and then at the tall and straight man with extraordinary bearing. His heart was filled with admiration, but he replied calmly:

"I'm a loser too, but I'm happy, that's all."

"Weird!" Someone curled his lips, snorted coldly, and left quickly.

Some people stared at the flames in the blond man's pupils, recalling all the details before, and seemed to have some insights.

Then he solemnly put him and the white-haired woman on the list of people not to be offended, as a warning to the guardians around him.

"Congratulations~"

When Bai Wushang saw everyone retreating, his figure flashed and came to the front of the three beauties.

"It's my fault for making you worry."

"However, opportunities and dangers coexist. I survived. As a member of the team, I naturally have to shine."

"Please accept this with peace of mind. Without everyone, there would be no me. Without the opportunity given by His Majesty, there would be no current achievements."