Chapter 1453 The Controller

Neither the Red Dust Saint nor the Piaomiao Saint knows about it. It seems that the Wasteland Saint and the Jidao Saint are hidden very deep.

Also, what is the origin of the Holy Son they speak of?

The next moment, Qin Tian released his soul power and looked towards the sky. Under the gaze of his soul power, he saw an extremely majestic golden treasure car. This car was made of unknown materials and exuded an incomparable vastness. breath.

The cart was pulled by nine golden divine dragons. These dragons all had nine claws in their bellies, and they all exuded an extremely powerful aura.

"Nima, what a luxury, you actually use nine holy dragons to pull the cart. This holy son has a big background!"

Qin Tian murmured, yes, the nine-headed dragons have already reached the level of saints, but they are similar to Sheng An, they are all new to saints.

In addition, there are eight guards standing around the carriage. These guards are slightly weaker than the Holy Lord of the Wasteland, but they are already the absolute strongest among the Holy Lords.

At this moment, the dragon carriage was suspended in mid-air, with the doors tightly closed. Both the Wasteland Saint and the Jidao Saint were kneeling in front of the carriage, their expressions extremely respectful.

"Two guardian envoys, no need to be polite, please get up!"

A lazy voice came from inside the car.

"Thank you, Holy Son!"

The two of them thanked each other before standing up, and then they all shouted together: "Lingzi, the empress of the Fengling Empire, and Shengbang, the leader of the Holy Alliance, come quickly to pay homage to the Holy Son. There must be no mistakes, otherwise they will be killed without mercy!"

"So arrogant!"

Qin Tian frowned.

At the same time, he also received a message from the Empress: "What should I do, go or not?"

"I'll go with you!" Qin Tian said.

"good!"

The empress was sure.

The next moment, Qin Tian and the Empress soared into the sky from the imperial capital and flew towards the sky.

Half an hour later.

The two arrived, and Shengbang also arrived accompanied by Sheng'an.

"Lord Holy Lord of the Wasteland, Lord Holy Lord of the Ultimate Path, may I ask who the Holy Son is?"

The Empress asked in a deep voice, vaguely feeling that this Holy Son might be coming with bad intentions.

Jidao Shengzun explained: "The Holy Son is the son of the Master Controller of Dongmeng, and the Master Controller is the supreme existence in all the heavens and worlds. Each Master Controller will control countless big worlds, and our Dao Ling world is It is one of the worlds under Lord Dongmeng’s command!”

"Is the person who controls the realm after the Holy Lord?"

Qin Tian asked curiously.

"hehe!"

The Jidao Holy Lord smiled: "The realm after the Holy Lord is the master. It is difficult for a chaotic world to give birth to a master. After the master, there are the controllers. In the world, the number of controllers does not exceed ten. Your Majesty, every one of you is a supreme being. Okay, you all should kneel down and pay homage to the Holy Son!”

Hearing that they were about to kneel down, the expressions of both Sheng Bang and the Empress changed rapidly. They were the masters of a country and one of the two overlords in the Dao Ling Realm. How had they ever knelt down to outsiders?

Now they are actually asked to kneel down. Even if the other party has extraordinary origins and profound background, they are unwilling to do so.

Similarly, Qin Tian was unwilling to do so. He could kneel down to the sky and kneel down to his elders, but he would never kneel down to a saint who jumped out of nowhere.

Seeing their expressions, a look of ridicule appeared on the faces of the Holy Lord of Wasteland and the Holy Lord of Jida. Even they wanted to kneel down. Now the two Holy Emperors dare not to kneel down. They are looking for death!

The next moment, the empress bent slightly and bowed to the dragon chariot: "Lingzi, the leader of the Fengling Empire, has met the Holy Son!"

Shengbang did not choose to kneel down, but followed and worshiped: "The leader of the Holy Alliance, Shengbang, has met His Royal Highness the Son of God!"

"Qin Tian pays homage to His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"

Qin Tian also bent slightly and saluted. It was not appropriate to break up with the other party for the time being. He would first see what the other party wanted to do when he came to Daoling Realm.

"Saint Ann handed over to His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"

"presumptuous!"

At this time, one of the guards of the Holy Son suddenly shouted loudly, and glanced at Qin Tian and the others with cold eyes: "How dare you not kneel in front of the Holy Son? Kneel down now to pay homage again, or you will die!"

Facing the domineering behavior of the guard, the faces of Qin Tian and the others became extremely ugly.

"die!"

Qin Tian softly uttered a word, and then the body of the guard exploded and turned into blood mist.

This scene shocked everyone present. They never expected that Qin Tian would dare to take action, and moreover, he would take action against the guards of the Holy Son.

"court death!"

The next moment, the guards became angry and all attacked Qin Tian.

"All die!"

Qin Tian said again, and then the bodies of the other seven saint-level guards also exploded and turned into blood mist.

"How is that possible?"

The Wasteland Saint and the Jidao Saint were both shocked. These guards were all strong among the Saints. Now, they were killed like this. It was so sudden. At the same time, they looked at Qin Tian with many eyes. Feeling a strong sense of fear, he subconsciously stepped back some distance.

Just then.

The door of the dragon carriage opened, and a young man walked out surrounded by two maids.

There was no trace of aura leaking from this young man's body, which seemed unfathomable. However, the auras revealed by the two maids were stronger than those of the Holy Lord of the Wasteland.

"interesting!"

The young man stared at Qin Tian playfully: "I didn't expect that a person like you would appear in a mere Dao Ling world!"

"Thanks for the compliment!"

Qin Tian responded with a smile.

The young man spoke again, appearing calm and relaxed: "You have killed all my guards. How about you become the bodyguard of this Holy Son and I won't hold you accountable?"

"Sorry, I'm not in the habit of being a bodyguard for others!"

Qin Tian shook his head.

"Your Highness, this guy is so ignorant, why don't we sisters kill him!"

A maid volunteered.

"No need!"

The Holy Son waved his hand: "You two are not his opponents!"

"Your Highness, you underestimate us too much, we have all reached the perfection of the Holy Lord!"

The maid was a little unconvinced: "What's more, we still have the Lord's Divine Weapon given by Your Highness, it's easy to kill him!"

"You don't understand!"

The Holy Son shook his head again, his eyes fell on Qin Tian: "Are you really unwilling?"

"No need to ask again, the answer is the same!" Qin Tian shook his head.

"It's a pity, then this Holy Son can only kill you, after all, they can't die in vain!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Holy Son stretched out his hand and slapped.

The power of this palm was not strong, but it contained an inexplicable breath, which had a strong suppression on everyone present, almost making them unable to move.

But Qin Tian was an exception, and he also realized something from this breath.

Because this breath is the breath of the earth, wind, water and fire that have reached perfection and merged together.

Qin Tian wanted to test the extraordinary, but there was no time.

"Break!"

He used all his strength to activate the temple space, and the palm that was slapped towards him collapsed instantly.

"Sure enough!"

The Holy Son's eyes lit up, and his expression was overjoyed: "I didn't expect that you actually have a divine weapon in your hand. God really helps me!"

"Let's go!"

Qin Tian dragged the empress, Sheng Bang, and Sheng An into it and moved away.

Although he broke the attack of the Holy Son, it was very reluctant, and the opponent did not use his full strength. Once he used all his strength, even with the help of the temple, he might not be able to stop it. (To be continued)