Looking at the dazzling glory of time and space in front of him, the Eighth Prince rubbed his hands excitedly, waiting with anticipation for the top empire master who received the distress signal to appear.

The teleportation crack did not make him wait for too long. As a ray of light passed, the crack quickly reacted.

I saw an eyeball condensed from sand quickly passing through the crack and appearing in front of everyone.

After scanning the left and right, confirming that there was no ambush, the sand's eyes collapsed and disintegrated on the spot.

Then as the light shone brightly, a group of people walked out of the crack in a swaying manner.

In fact, there are not many so-called people in this group, there are only five in total, but each of them are masters.

The four masters with different shapes, wearing armor, can be described as fully armed guards, and a young man, wearing a robe and holding a staff, with a majestic aura.

As the five people appeared, the scene suddenly fell into silence. The eighth prince, who was full of excitement, was stunned at first. After reacting, he hurriedly looked carefully and looked into the cracks in time and space.

Before he could see clearly the situation, the young mage had already snorted coldly.

"Stop looking, there's no one behind."

"Ah? No one! Where is the Lord of the Heavenly Fire Dharma Saint!"

"You said my father? Haha, you are a prince who is not attracted to you. You actually want my father to come over to support you from afar? What are you thinking? My father is working hard to break through the demigod realm recently, but he has no time to pay attention to you."

With a robe swing, the young mage raised his head arrogantly.

"You can at most ask me and my four retainers for your face. As for asking my father to take action? I think you should consider your own weight first!"

The young mage spoke very arrogantly and did not give the eighth prince a little face to the royal family.

People do have the capital to be arrogant, because this kid's father is one of the famous royal enshrines in the Magic Empire, the peak of the tenth level, and the Heavenly Fire Dharma Saint who may break through the next realm at any time.

No matter which world you are in, experts will always be hard currency.

As the saying goes, if you don’t keep your grandfather here, you will have your grandfather. If you don’t keep your grandfather everywhere, you will have your grandfather’s own private door.

A big man at the top of the tenth level does not need to give anyone any face, and he has to beg him if he wants to ask him for things. If he is in a bad mood, it will be useless for anyone to beg him.

As for such a disrespectful attitude, will it offend the royal family?

Just kidding! So what if you offend the contemporary emperor!

You kill him? Who can you send?

Other experts of the same level will go over and fight with him for your order? How is this possible! Do you think they are your son or your father! Just command them!

If someone is angry, the tenth-level master is not as angry as you, so he turns around and leaves on the spot, and goes directly to other countries. He still eats and drinks spicy food in other places, and is still a living ancestor.

After all, there is not only a magic empire in that plane!

When you leave, you might even make a forbidden spell sound. What can you do to him?

For such strategic tycoons, no one deserves their face except for their existence at the same level.

Of course, the emperor still has to give him some face. After all, there are many royal resources and naturally there are many experts. Maybe there are people who can really follow the emperor's command casually, and they are also fathers or sons at the lord level.

In order to appease these masters, the emperor also gave them enough face, so it is absolutely impossible to turn against the Heavenly Fire Dharma Saint for a little verbal dispute and for the sake of an eighth prince.

Therefore, the Eighth Prince really has to bear this loss and this ridicule.

Seeing the Eighth Prince's face fading quickly became gloomy, the young mage couldn't help but snorted coldly again and shook his hair casually.

"Okay, what kind of master can there be in this broken place? There is no need for my father to take action. It is enough to have me and my four great ministers. What? Are you looking down on me as a ninth-level master? Or are you looking down on my four eighth-level knights!

As soon as he finished speaking, the four great ministers standing beside the young master immediately cast a fierce look at the Eighth Prince, which completely collapsed the Eighth Prince's face.

If possible, the Eighth Prince really wanted to pull over the young mage at this time, slap him hard in the face, and then tell him with a roar, that's right! I'm just looking down on you! What's wrong!

You don’t have any slightest idea of ​​what kind of virtue you are! You grow up with a golden spoon in your mouth! You rely on your father to provide all kinds of treasures! You are even trained by the Dharma Saint! You can get waste snacks that you can only become a ninth-level master in your sixties and seventies! What big-headed garlic is here to store him!

He also asked himself to consider the weight? How much does he have? Why didn’t he think about it first?

Although the eighth prince's ability to do things is very poor and his talent in martial arts is not very good, he grew up from a place like the royal family and was still very smart after being influenced by all kinds of intrigues.

This guy almost immediately saw that the waste in front of him was the same as himself, and wanted to take this opportunity to come over and gilt.

After all, it’s not a good time to be the son of the Dharma Saint, especially when you don’t have much talent.

As the only seed of the Heavenly Fire Dharma Saint, he can be called the young mage of the treasure in his hand and the ninth-level Earth Fire Master.

He spent his whole life basically being ridiculed.

The strength has improved, oh, that is the credit of your father. If you have broken through your realm, it is the credit of your father. If you have learned the forbidden spell, that is even more of your father’s credit. After all, where do ordinary people learn this kind of unique mantra?

Then, because you lack talent, you can learn it. Other descendants of Dharma Saints can break through the ninth level at the age of forty or fifty, but you have to be over 60 and almost seventy before you rely on medicine to get it over, and your strength is far inferior to the same level.

Oh, this is not his father's credit, it is all due to his useless son's credit!

Countless genius treasures! Top ten-level Dharma Saint Master! Teach step by step!

Under this kind of treatment, you can even break through the ninth level before you are fifty!

It is conceivable how useless this guy, Earth Fire Master, is.

Although this is basically true, the problem is that Master Dihuo is unwilling to listen, so he has been trying his best to prove that he is not a waste.

Today, when my father was in seclusion and practicing, the Earth Fire Master, who was responsible for guarding the family, suddenly saw a crack in time and space appearing in the home, and the eighth prince’s distress signal, reason and location.

When I learned that the Eighth Prince was actually on a highly anticipated border battlefield and met a master there.

The Earth Fire Master was so excited that he immediately called out several masters, and without even notifying his father, he ran over to prepare for the increase in his ranks.

So, the Earth Fire Master is essentially a parallel guy who is ready to come and take the opportunity to stick gold on his face.

Then the parallel guy looked at the Eighth Prince, the parallel guy who also came to put on gold. Both sides stared at each other and remained silent for half a minute.

Finally, with his teeth gritted, the eighth prince stomped his feet suddenly, turned around and left.

"Open group teleportation! Let's withdraw!"
Chapter completed!