I Have A Bunch Of Saint Apprentices

He was elegant, gentle, and looked like a young master from a rich family who had read many books.    

The other party was clearly in his teens, and his tone and eyes were extremely gentle. There was even a trace of genuine apology in his voice.    

However, the more it was like this, the more they could feel the noble aura that radiated from his bones!    

Feng Yu Xiu was displeased with the way the boy addressed him as nephew, but he did not show any signs of anger.    

It was obvious that the boy was taking advantage of him, but why did he say it so naturally?    

It was so natural that even people who had taken advantage of him could not get angry.    

This strange atmosphere lasted for a few dozen seconds before Feng Yu Xiu frowned and said, "Little brother, my father has already passed away seventy thousand years ago. If what you said is true, you are familiar with my father."    

"Then how old are you this year? Dozens of thousands of years old?"    

When he said this, Feng Yu Xiu's tone was filled with obvious anger.    

The dead were important, not to mention his own biological father.    

Feng Yang had passed away seventy thousand years ago at the Demon Sealing Mountain. If this boy was familiar with Feng Yang, he would be at least a hundred thousand years old this year.    

An old monster who was a hundred thousand years old had a child-like appearance?    

This did not make sense.    

Therefore, no matter how natural the boy's attitude was, or how noble his bearing was, in Feng Yu Xiu's eyes, he was just a trick by Shen Jun to make a fool out of him.    

It was one thing to be toyed with by a devil, but now he was even involved with his own father.    

How could Feng Suiqiu endure this!    

The Demon Sealing Mountain Master looked at Shen Jun once again, and the killing intent in his eyes was already completely exposed.    

"Sect Master Shen, you are playing tricks in front of my mountain gate. I won't cause trouble for you."    

"You want to use the name of the invasion of the Devil Clan to swindle and expand your territory, so you have nothing to do with me, Feng Suiqiu."    

"Even if you can't produce any evidence today, I don't plan to let you really go through the ceremony of three kowtows and nine bows."    

"I, Feng Suiqiu, have given you enough face, but you ordered this child to bring my deceased father here?!"    

"Shen Jun!" Feng Suiqiu's face turned red as he roared, "If I let you go today, I, Feng Suiqiu, will be a useless son!"    

"Listen to the Demon Sealing Mountain! Kill the small fry and protect the mountain gate!"    

With a loud roar, more than a thousand magma dragons roared in unison. The blazing flames illuminated half of the sky red!    

Below, the millions of disciples of the Demon Sealing Mountain all guarded their posts. The aura of more than a thousand volcanoes connected, and a great protective formation that relied on the terrain suddenly rose up.    

Feng Suiqiu's aura was majestic. His robe was fluttering in the violent immortal energy.    

Behind him, more than thirty True Immortal Experts all had the will to die!    

Seeing this, Heifeng, who was already extremely angry, did not want to be outdone. He immediately roared, "Freeze! I have long since disliked you. Sect Master, please forgive your rudeness. You don't know how to be grateful and bite back. Today, I will make you disappear from the Demon Sealing Mountain!"    

"I, the fifty-five late-stage True Immortal experts, will see how you, the Demon Sealing Mountain, can resist me!"    

The atmosphere that had just eased up became extremely tense again.    

This time, it was even several times more intense than before!    

Everyone's gaze fell on Shen Jun. They were all waiting for the big boss to give the order, and they would raze the thousand volcanoes to the ground.    

The disciples of the Demon Sealing Mountain had a death wish in their hearts, waiting for the battle to begin.    

Heifeng and the others were filled with anger, waiting for the battle to begin.    

In front of the projection crystal, countless spectators also swallowed their saliva nervously.    

Although the Demon Sealing Mountain was strong, it was definitely not a match for the dozens of top experts on Shen Jun's side.    

At this moment, Shen Jun, who was the center of attention of the entire Upper Realm, did not make any comments.    

He did not say anything ruthless, nor did he give any orders.    

Shen Jun continued to speak in a casual and even slightly smiling voice, "If the Mountain Lord doesn't believe me, then please watch carefully."    

"Ao Xing, let the Mountain Lord see our evidence."    

Ao Xing cupped his fists and bowed slightly to Shen Jun. He said respectfully, "Your disciple understands."    

Disciple?    

This little boy was actually Shen Jun's disciple?    

Hearing this name, Feng Yu Xiu's anger rose even more.    

How old was this Shen Jun? A few thousand years old or a few tens of thousands of years old?    

When he was born, how many years had his father been dead for?    

Even his master was only this old. How could this little disciple know his father? He was clearly fooling him!    

The furious Feng Zhicheng was about to burst out cursing, but before he could open his mouth, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out in front of him!    

It was the boy named Ao Xing.    

After Shen Jun gave the order, a golden light that had expanded from his body wrapped around his entire body.    

Under everyone's gaze, the golden light gradually grew larger and longer.    

In a short ten seconds, it had grown from the size of a person to a long golden belt that was over a thousand feet long.    

As it hovered in midair, the terrifying pressure was like a torrential river, and even the peak experts of the Immortal Realm found it difficult to breathe.    

Just as everyone was wondering what this golden light was, a loud bang sounded out.    

Bang!    

A loud explosion resounded through the clouds. The gigantic golden cocoon that wrapped around the boy suddenly exploded. In an instant, it was as if a golden rain had fallen from the sky above the Demon Sealing Mountain.    

At the same time, the suffocating pressure once again reached a new peak!    

What kind of feeling was this?    

It was like Mount Tai pressing down on one's head, or it was as if the sky was collapsing.    

Feng Zhicheng even remembered the feeling he had when he was summoned by Ancestor Ren of the Blazing Flame Mountain.    

It was a suppression from his cultivation, bloodline, status, power, and foundation!    

It was a suppression from a perfect race that came from the depths of his bones!    

The golden light exploded, and the true body of the mysterious boy was finally revealed.    

At this moment, some people subconsciously knelt on the ground, and some people were so shocked that they couldn’t believe what they were seeing.    

Some old men had tears streaming down their faces, and they sobbed without end.    

Half of the three-hundred-meter tall noble body was faintly visible in the black clouds, just like what was recorded in the ancient legends.    

Almost no one had ever seen the true appearance of this powerful race. Even if they did, they would have died in the endless river of time.    

The horns were like a deer, the heads were like a camel, the eyes were like a rabbit, the necks were like a snake, the belly was like a clam, the scales were like fish, the claws were like an eagle, the palms were like a tiger, and the ears were like a cow.    

The features of nine different animals were gathered on the same body, and not only did it not bring about the slightest sense of disharmony, it even made people feel a sense of admiration and dignity!    

The five claws were sharp like blades, and the golden scales shone brightly under the illumination of the lava.    

After a hundred thousand years, the only true dragon in the world had once again soared into the nine heavens!