Xuzi and other elders nodded repeatedly, with smiles on their faces.

Lord Qilin's face turned gloomy, and his expression was particularly ugly.

"Damn it!! I'm going to use all my strength!!" Erlin was also beaten and roared angrily. The skin all over his body erupted with bursts of golden light, and a large number of scales appeared on the surface of his skin, which was extremely terrifying.

"It's the power of Qilin!!"

At this time, someone in the crowd screamed in surprise.

"What? Qilin power!"

"If Erlin were to sacrifice him, he would be invincible!"

The guests were in an uproar.

When Nalan Xiyue saw it, she immediately became anxious. Her autumn eyes froze, and she stepped forward a little. Like a flash of light, she stabbed Erlin on the neck in an instant!

"Three Forms of God!"

Whoosh!

The shiny long sword had already touched Erlin before the scales on Erlin's body reached his neck.

Erlin froze instantly!

The breath of the two people suddenly disappeared.

"Hey!!" Qilin Lord was trembling with anger, looking like he hated iron.

"I accept it!" Nalan Xiyue smiled faintly and put away the sword.

"good!!!"

"As expected of Senior Sister Nalan! Great!!"

"Sister Nalan, well done!!"

The disciples of Shenzong all around shouted excitedly and slapped their hands fiercely one by one!

The great elders were all extremely happy, and they all kept stroking their beards and nodding their heads.

"Hahahaha, it looks like this kid Xiyue is going to join our Nine Realms Tianxing Temple!!!" Li Daoyi laughed.

Tian Jiangchuan who was standing next to him immediately stepped forward, cupped his fists and smiled: "Miss Xiyue, now it's Jiangchuan's turn to ask for advice!"

"Please!" Nalan Xiyue smiled lightly.

"Don't worry, Miss Xiyue, you just had a fight with Brother Erlin, Jiangchuan won't use all his strength!" Tian Jiangchuan said with a smile.

"Really? Then you have to be careful!" Nalan Xiyue smiled playfully and rushed away.

The two started fighting again.

And on the periphery.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! The wedding is about to start! Xiaomi, let's go and have a look!"

On the path, Yan Xiaoke pulled Xiaomi and said hurriedly.

"Miss! You have just been detained for half a month, why don't you stop for a while? Be careful, the elder will lock you up again!" Xiaomi said helplessly.

When Yan Xiaoke heard the sound, he was stunned for a moment and his pace slowed down a lot.

"Xiaomi, I haven't told you about this yet! Why don't you let me ask Senior Sister Nalan? Why don't you let me see her battle order? I went to my dad to tell him about this, and he even locked me up.

Confinement...what the hell is going on?" Yan Xiaoke looked disappointed and asked in a low voice.

"Isn't it the same whether you ask or not? Senior Sister Nalan must be the Dou Zhan Saint. There is no doubt about this. Haven't you seen her strength? As for the Great Elder... I am not worried about you talking nonsense.

Will it ruin the reputation of the sect?" Xiaomi sighed.

"But...but..." Yan Xiaoke wanted to say something else, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to spit them out.

However, at this time, a disciple ran towards him in a state of embarrassment and disgrace.

"It's not good! Something bad is going to happen!! Help...Help!!! We're calling!!"

The disciple screamed pitifully, his voice trembling.

Yan Xiaoke and Xiaomi were shocked and rushed over.
Chapter completed!