Han Jiangling, five years ago, was already the fourth in the First Sect. At that time, the twelve First Sects were not the twelve people today. Five years have not been long, but the first Sect list is on the list, and the competition is fierce. Five years have passed, how many people have been squeezed down and how many people have squeezed up. But Han Jiangling has been there, and no one knows what his cultivation is now. I am afraid that this ranking should be moved forward.

Fourth, third, second... Or is it the one who wants to challenge the Ling family to become Ling Jue?

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and an inexplicable sense of oppression enveloped everyone's heart.

Young Master Qingyun frowned, and Changying felt that his back was cold. Is this Han Jiangling, junior high school? Just a glance, he felt like he was completely seen through...

"Young Master Changying in the Chu Zong, Your Majesty Qingyun in the Chu Zong, this one... Huh? Are you the rumored Chu Zong Han Jiangling?"

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded, breaking the strange embarrassment.

Who is you? You speak so casually. Knowing that these three are all the first sects, you dare to talk in this tone?

People looked in the voice and saw a man wearing red sleeves and white clothes with long hair like a waterfall walking over.

The man was handsome and extraordinary, with his face as if he was cutting a knife and cutting an axe, and his horns were divided into different shapes, his eyebrows and starry eyes were extremely heroic, but his face was always filled with the smile of his relatives.

"Who is this person?" Everyone was inexplicably very.

But behind this person was Zhang Shanshui and others from Feihuang Pavilion...

"It seems like he is from Feihuang Pavilion."

People are talking carefully.

Han Jiangling, Qingyun and others looked at the person who came and looked at him. Qingyun said indifferently: "Who is your lord?"

"Hello everyone, my name is Feng Qingyu, and I am from Feihuang Pavilion." The man smiled brightly, with a sunny face.

"Hmph! Nameless." Han Jiangling seemed too lazy to talk to these people, walked away, extremely arrogant.

But no one dares to say anything about him, after all, he has this strength.

"Is it the representative of Feihuang Pavilion? It looks like a fool."

Qingyun was too lazy to talk nonsense to Feng Qingyu, so he walked straight towards the altar. Although Zhang Shanshui was the elder of Feihuang Pavilion, as the first sect, he could not give him any face at all.

Zhang Shanshui stared at the few first sects who had left and said to Feng Qingyu next to him: "They will pay the price for their arrogance. Qingyu, today is not only a great day for you to marry the goddess Zihuan and control the goddess palace, but also an opportunity for you to enter the first sect to achieve unworldly glory! You must seize it!"

"I'll do my best." Feng Qingyu scratched the back of his head.

Apart from Feng Qingyu, Zuo Wanfei, the representative of Wanjian Sect, was also present. He was wearing a purple sword suit, eight feet long, and a wide and heavy sword.

Next is the divine shadow of the Tianying Sect, with long hair covering her face and not good-looking. She is a character who rarely attracts attention when standing in the crowd. The candidate for the first sect has unknown strength and is said to be able to compete for the position of the first sect. In this battle, the scholars of the Wanxiang Sect will pay attention to the whole process. The confrontation between the first sects will inevitably affect the ranking of the twelve first sects in the group.

Gong Yue Yufeng and Fang Zuolin, the Qing Dynasty sect, also arrived at the scene.

Gong Yue's temperament today is completely different from before, and he is more confident. He glanced at the scene viciously, but could not see Bai Ye.

"Master, do you think that guy will escape?" Gong Yue said.

"The nameless man, relying on some means to cause trouble everywhere, it wouldn't be surprising if he escaped." Fang Zuolin Dan said.

"What a pity, I still expect to avenge my revenge at the bride conference." Gong Yue said coldly.

"Don't worry, Bai Ye is just a formality, and it is not very meaningful to defeat him. This time, we have attracted many first sects, especially Qingyun and Han Jiangling. If you can beat these two people, the ranking will definitely be high and it will be good for you." Fang Zuolin said.

Gong Yue nodded, his eyes falling to the two people in the distance, and his fighting spirit rippled in his eyes.

Crash.

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air sounded in the sky.

I saw a long rainbow piercing here, and several figures fell on the altar with the long rainbow.

Everyone was stunned, and the scene immediately became quiet. Looking at it, it was the old man who fell to heaven.

The old man had a strong aura. After landing, the aura of many powerful men was forced back.

"Greetings to the Lord of the Heavenly Palace!"

People bow and shout.

The old man in the sky was blushed and smiled and said, "Everyone, sit down."

"Thank you, Lord of the Palace."

People sat down one after another.

The old man sat on the chair in front of the altar, the maid stood still, Cai'er and Mu Qingqing were accompanying each other.

"Everyone travels through mountains and rivers and comes to my Goddess Palace. I know that birthday celebrations are the same thing, but your real purpose is to be me, my precious daughter?" Old man Jiang Tian smiled and said clearly.

"The Palace Master's words are wrong. We are sincerely celebrating the birthday of the Palace Master, and we are sincerely experiencing the style of the young Palace Master. These two things do not conflict, so how can there be a difference between importance?" Xiahou Yingcai said with a smile.

The old palace master is very happy.

"It's better for Elder Xiahou to speak, okay, the old woman won't be circling around. Let's not waste time, let's talk about this trick first." The old palace master looked serious.

"First of all, those who participate in the selection of relatives cannot be over fifty years old, and their age cannot be too far from my daughter. Secondly, if the dragon and phoenix are unparalleled in the human race, although my daughter is not a powerful person, she is also an unparalleled genius in the sect domain, and her future prospects are limitless! During the competition, no soul weapons, magic arrays, and marks are allowed. Of course, except for weapons, you must use your own soul power and soul skills as a means to defeat all your strong enemies. The one who stands out for the heroes is the dragon-riding son-in-law of my Goddess Palace..."

The old palace master said jokingly, the lower-ranking man listened with care and said almost the same thing. The old palace master clapped his hands, and a maid immediately stepped forward and shouted in a crisp and bright voice: "I'll invite the young palace master."

As the words came to an end, the people around him breathed tightly.

The Young Palace Master? The Zi Huan Goddess of the Goddess Palace?

That peerless beauty who poured everything in the rumors?

Many people were excited and their eyes widened.

But outside the altar, a group of brightly dressed women walked over. Among the women was a floating sedan chair, covered with curtains, and a graceful woman sat in the sedan chair. The woman's face was covered with a gauze and could not see her face clearly. But even so, the feeling was still beautiful. Countless people widened their eyes, looked at the figure, and their hearts were beating wildly, and their breathing became difficult.

This alone has made countless people dream about it. If the veil is removed, what would it be like?

"The person in the sedan chair is the goddess Zihuan, right?"

"It turns out that I am a man from heaven. Just like this, I feel like my heart has been hooked away by her."

People whisper.

All the first sects had a hot look and stared at the people in the sedan chair.

There were two people following in front of the sedan chair, one was Huan Shiying, the adopted daughter of Zihuan's goddess, and the other was terrifying. It was the famous Long Ling Venerable.

The sedan chair fell on the altar, and the goddess Zi Huan walked out. When the curtain was pulled open, a fragrant wind hit the face, and people were intoxicated.

The face under the veil of the Zi Huan goddess had no expression, and her gem-like eyes also showed a faint look. Even though there were countless heroes and talents standing in front of her, she didn't even look at her. After saluting the old palace master, she sat on the chair next to her.

The old palace master frowned, but did not blame him.

However, the Young Master Changying here couldn't help it. From the moment the goddess Zi Huan appeared, he couldn't suppress his heart. Such a person was only available in heaven, how could he miss it?

"Young Master Changying, I have seen the young palace master, but I really didn't expect that the young palace master was as beautiful as the legend... No, it's more moving than the legend. Changying has opened his eyes today." Changying stepped forward and took the initiative to talk to the goddess Zi Huan, his voice trembling.

But the goddess Zihuan said nothing and closed her eyes directly, as if she wanted to ignore all this.

Young Master Changying was stunned for a moment, very embarrassed.

"Changying, what is your identity? Come down quickly, don't be embarrassed." Qingyun snorted coldly, extremely dissatisfied with Changying's actions.

Changying's face changed and she returned in disappointment.

However, as soon as the Changying came down, Young Master Qingyun walked up.

"Zi Huan, my name is Qingyun, the adopted son of the Lord of Qianzhang Peak, and also your future man, remember it.

Qingyun's words were extremely domineering, which made everyone unhappy.

But the goddess Zihuan still said nothing, closed her eyes tightly, as if she didn't hear it.

Qingyun snorted and said to the old palace master: "Master Sui Tian Palace, can you start choosing a kiss?"

"The time is almost over. Activate the formation and prepare to hold a bride recruitment meeting." The old man Jiang Tian shouted.

"Yes, the palace master!"

The maids began to move.

The goddess Zihuan moved her eyebrows, lowered her head and moved her soul energy, wrapped her soul power, and said to Long Yue next to her: "Long Yue, everything is arranged, right?"

"It's almost done. I'll choose a marriage later. I'll create chaos. The master will escape directly from the back mountain."

"Thank you for your hard work, let's go with me then." The goddess Zi Huan whispered.

"No, as soon as the master left, the old palace master was furious. The face of the goddess palace was completely damaged. I must stay and take the blame to recover my face. Master, you will also be less pressure."

"Follow me." The goddess Zi Huan's voice was firm and could not be rejected.

"If there was no master, this old disease would have been killed by Long Yue long ago."

"I won't repeat it." The goddess Zi Huan said indifferently.

Long Yue stopped talking.

At this time, a beam of light soared into the sky.

I saw that the huge array seal in front of the altar had been activated.

The recruitment of a bride has begun!

"The formation isolates the inside and outside. No matter how fierce the internal battle is, the outside will not be affected. The formation has been activated and the recruitment of the bride has begun. I wonder which handsome man has faced my precious daughter and is willing to fight for her?"

The old man descended to heaven said with a smile.

"Qingyun is here!"

The moment the old man descended into the sky, Mr. Qingyun jumped up and fell into the formation.

Seeing this, Changying, who was about to move, suddenly froze.

Many people's faces were calm and their hearts were heavy.

Young Master Qingyun is so impatient?

"Okay! Qianzhang Peak is indeed a place of outstanding people and spiritual power. Young Master Qingyun is even more talented in Chuzong. You are worthy of my daughter, and the old woman has nothing to say!" Old man Jiangtian nodded repeatedly. She was very satisfied with Qingyun. Whether it is talent or identity, she was very compatible with the goddess Zihuan.

"But I have something to say!"

Zuo Wanfei from Wanjian Sect shouted loudly and jumped into the formation.

"Zo Wanfei?"

Qingyun sneered: "A waste, dare to provoke me?"

"Qingyun, today I will use you to be the stepping stone for me to step on the first sect list!" Zuo Wanfei shouted, drawing his sword to kill him.

"That depends on whether you have the ability!"

Qingyun snorted, and his body suddenly whirled, and his soul energy overflowed like a cloud from his body. Zuo Wanfei's thick sword slashed into his soul energy, and it became extremely slow.

"Flying Dragon Exploring the Clouds!"

Qingyun shouted loudly, and one hand became a claw, like a dragon claw buckled towards Zuo Wanfei's chest.

"The heavy sword is unparalleled!"

Zuo Wanfei roared angrily, stabbing the heavy sword towards the ground, and his soul exploded from the sword body, turning into countless sharp blades, blooming around.

"A little trick for carving insects!" Qingyun was not afraid, his steps were swirling quickly, and he was like a phantom, and he was actually shuttled back and forth in the dense air blades.

"Cloud Movie Mysterious Step?"

Someone exclaimed.

Zuo Wanfei was shocked and hurriedly drew his sword to fight, but Qingyun was approaching and slammed his claws hard on his chest. A large piece of flesh was pulled down by Qingyun.

Zuo Wanfei let out a painful cry, but Qingyun did not stop and punched him again, shattering the sky soul. Zuo Wanfei spit out blood from his mouth, fell to the ground, and fainted directly.
Chapter completed!