Are you crazy? The emperor is being robbed of his bride?

The old man was so angry that he was not happy.

"By the way, who among you is Xiao Jian?"

Ning Daochen asked with a smile.

"What's going on? The ancestor actually went to find that kid Xiao Jian? And his face was full of smiles?"

"I'm afraid that Xiao Jian was favored by the ancestor, like a goddess, and will be promoted?"

"I guess so too."

"Hey! This Xiao Jian is really a good source of luck!"

The disciples of Hongchen Dao Palace at the scene started to speculate in their hearts when they heard Ning Daochen looking for Xiao Jian.

At the same time, they were extremely jealous and secretly hated why the ancestor didn't choose them.

Even Xiao Jian himself basically thought so.

Only some old ancestors who knew Ning Daochen could not help but shudder in their hearts after seeing Ning Daochen's smile.

Because they knew that Xiao Jian was probably in trouble.

"Report to the old ancestor, I am Xiao Jian."

At this time, Xiao Jian stood up with a proud face.

He raised his head and chest, with an upright posture and extraordinary temperament, and wanted to show himself well in front of the great emperor.

However, what he didn't know was that when Ning Daochen saw Xiao Jian, he recognized the little ruffian who took the lead in making trouble.

"No wonder big brother is unhappy with this kid, I am also unhappy with him!"

Ning Daochen's face was calm, but he was disgusted and disgusted in his heart.

"Xiao Jian, right? Today I will test you. If you can pass it successfully, you can be elected as the son of God of my Hongchen Dao Palace."

As soon as this was finished, the people on the square exploded again.

"Son of God? It's actually the Son of God?"

"If Xiao Jian can withstand the test of the ancestor, he will soar to the sky!"

"Why didn't the ancestor choose me?"

...

The disciples of Hongchen Dao Palace on the square all beat their chests and stamped their feet, feeling unwilling.

As the person involved, Xiao Jian was extremely excited.

"This ancestor has a good vision!"

"As long as I can be elected as the Son of God, my next practice will definitely be smooth."

At this moment, Xiao Jian was very happy.

"Master, if I can't hold on later, you must help me."

At this time, Xiao Jian spoke to Bai Su Su in the bone ring.

Bai Su Su frowned slightly when she heard this.

"Xiao Jian, with your current qualifications and strength, you can't sit firmly on the position of the Son of God. You'd better be an inner disciple."

"What's wrong with me? I, Xiao Jian, have the Great Wilderness Battle Body, why can't I sit on the position of the Son of God?"

Xiao Jian's tone was full of anger. He felt that his master looked down on him.

"Well, okay."

Finally, Bai Su Su agreed to Xiao Jian's request.

"Come on, ancestor, I'm ready."

Xiao Jian spoke with confidence.

And just as he finished speaking, an extremely powerful imperial power, with overwhelming force, instantly pressed on him.

Bang~

Xiao Jian's knee, which had just healed, fell to the ground again and was crushed.

The bones of the whole body were also squeezed at this moment, making a creaking sound.

Just when he was about to crawl on the ground, he had to ask Bai Su Su for help.

"Master, help me quickly."

Bai Su Su sighed inwardly after hearing this.

In the end, she used her limited spiritual power to repair Xiao Jian's injuries.

However, Ning Daochen discovered it the moment she made her move.

"There is actually a mouse hidden."

Ning Daochen sneered and then increased the power of the emperor's might.

And it reached a balance with the spiritual repair power input by Bai Su Su.

In this way, Xiao Jian can always be in extreme pain that hurts to the bone.

"Ahhhh... Master, what are you doing? I'm almost dying of pain."

Xiao Jian sent a message to Bai Su Su with a trembling voice, and there was blame in his tone.

However, what he didn't know was that Bai Su Su was extremely weak at the moment, and her soul became more transparent.

If she continued to help Xiao Jian like this, she would probably die.

"Xiao Jian, I can't help you anymore, you have to solve it yourself."

Bai Su Su spoke in a weak voice.

Then she slowly withdrew her spiritual power.

"What?"

Before Xiao Jian finished speaking, he felt an extremely terrifying power directly acting on his body.

It crushed all his bones.

This indescribable pain directly distorted Xiao Jian's expression, and his face was covered with

Put on the mask of pain.

"Damn it."

At this moment, blood kept flowing from the corners of Xiao Jian's mouth, and he hated Bai Jingjing in his heart.

He put all the responsibility on her head.

"If I can't become the Son of God, I can't help you rebuild your body."

Xiao Jian hated in his heart, and his whole body was like a puddle of mud, falling limply to the ground.

"Hahaha! Fortunately, Xiao Jian didn't pass the test of the ancestor."

"It should be so! Is he Xiao Jian worthy of the position of the Son of God?"

Which of the disciples of Hongchen Dao Palace present is not a rare genius.

How could they be willing to let an inner disciple climb over their heads.

"Hahaha! Do you think Xiao Jian looks like a dead dog?"

"Don't say it, you really don't say it."

Everyone present laughed and didn't avoid the mud-like Xiao Jian at all.

"Ahhh~ How could this happen, how could this happen."

At this moment, Xiao Jian's emotions were somewhat broken. He had missed the position of the Son of God, which was within his grasp.

"Yes, you have been able to hold on to me for such a long time. Today, you have passed the test."

"From today on, you, Xiao Jian, are the Son of God of my Hongchen Dao Palace."

Ning Daochen had a smile on his face, as if he really wanted to do good for Xiao Jian.

However, the disciples of Hongchen Dao Palace froze when they heard this.

People were stunned.

"What? This Xiao Jian actually passed the test of the ancestor?"

"From now on, this Xiao Jian will be the Son of God of my Hongchen Dao Palace?"

"A clown from the inner sect actually jumped to the head of my direct disciple?"

Envy, jealousy, and frustration.

Several negative emotions were generated in all the disciples present.

Everyone seemed to have red eyes, with bloodshot eyes.

"Who is this Xiao Jian? How could he be favored by the ancestor?"

"That's right. A mere inner disciple who is not even worthy of carrying my shoes. How could he be elected as the Son of God?"

"I don't accept it. In terms of aptitude and comprehension, I, Long Aotian, am much better than Xiao Jian. Why must he, Xiao Jian, be the Son of God?"

...

As the doubts at the scene grew louder, Ning Daochen spoke again.

"Since all the disciples present have objections, then Xiao Jian will be given the title of honorary Son of God for the time being."

"Within one year, you can challenge him, but your cultivation cannot be two realms higher than Xiao Jian."

"If Xiao Jian can achieve immortality, he will be qualified for the position of Son of God."

Ning Daochen spoke lightly.