Looking at her chest, the bones that originally belonged to him.

The familiar feeling in her blood made her blood boil and her anger was hard to contain.

Suddenly, Zong Shen’s sunny smile appeared in her mind, and she thought of the ancestor’s sincere teachings to her.

It seems to carry an inspiring power.

The surging blood and anger calmed down immediately.

His face became expressionless, and he spoke calmly to Zong Qiming who was standing in front of him.

"Grandpa, let me fight. Please believe me, I am willing to shoulder the fate of everyone's life and death!"

Zong Qiming looked at her young face, which was so young yet so responsible, and felt particularly comforted.

"If Yue'er grows up, she will definitely be the most powerful Saintess in the 110,000 years since the founding of the Tianzong Holy Land!"

He touched Zong Tianyue's head.

"Go ahead, there are no cowards in my Tianzong Holy Land."

"Remember, you have your grandfather and the elders of the Holy Land behind you!"

After saying that, he slowly stepped back and gave up his position.

Zhong Hong also chuckled and retreated to the back.

A hundred-foot-wide open space was left on the wide deck.

Chen Chen deliberately touched his chest and challenged Zong Tianyue.

"Stinky sister, I haven't seen you for a few days, but your cultivation has caught up with mine. Do you think you can defeat me like this?"

"What a pity! Your natural aptitude is truly remarkable. It has deepened my understanding of the Dao."

"I don't know what this new root bone of yours is from, and whether it's useful. If it is, why not lend it to me for a few days? If it's not useful, I'll kill you and then peel it off and feed it to the village's big yellow dog..."

"you!"

Before she could finish her words, Zong Tianyue jumped up quickly.

The distance of a hundred feet passed in a flash.

His fists danced like the wind and attacked Chen Chen!