"The disciples from the Zhu Yan Sect, the Feng Shen Sect, and the Three Immortals Island have all gathered, and the only one left among the four major sects is the Hanxue Pavilion."
Chu Fengmian thought to himself.
Almost at the moment Chu Fengmian's idea appeared, a chill suddenly approached.
"The disciples from Hanxue Pavilion are here."
Feeling this chill, everyone had one thought in their minds.
Snow-white figures descended from the sky one after another. These figures all had graceful figures, and all of them were extremely young girls.
The leading woman looked to be in her early thirties, with a cold face. Although she looked extremely beautiful, no one dared to take a second look at her.
"Brother Yang, Brother Yan, Brother Feng, Island Master Fang, Han Chan is late, please forgive me."
The woman said calmly.
"Han Chan? This is Han Chan, the great elder of Hanxue Pavilion? She is actually so young."
"This Hanxue Pavilion's technique is really magical. It actually makes her look like she is only in her early thirties."
"Guess how old Han Chan is."
"I'm afraid he must be in his fifties or sixties."
"Fifty or sixty years old? Hanchan is already over a hundred years old this year, but she still looks so young."
Many disciples started talking to each other.
At the same time, countless eyes were focused on the Hanxue Pavilion disciples behind Han Chan.
This Hanxue Pavilion has a very special point, that is, the disciples of Hanxue Pavilion are all women. At the same time, all the disciples of Hanxue Pavilion are naturally beautiful, and they are all rare beauties in the world.
The appearance of these Hanxue Pavilion disciples immediately attracted the attention of countless disciples present.
These fifteen Hanxue Pavilion disciples all wore white veils and looked extremely young, around sixteen or seventeen years old at most.
Although these Hanxue Pavilion disciples all have their faces covered, it is enough to reveal just one pair of crystal-like eyes that they are all first-rate beauties.
Among these fifteen people, one person standing in the center seems to be different at a glance. It is extremely obvious, as if he stands out from the crowd.
The look in her eyes seemed to be intoxicating, and every move she made was like a noble fairy, cold and holy.
Among the crowd, countless disciples' eyes became intoxicated, as if they were intoxicated and possessed by a demon.
"Is that Han Yueli, who is now known as the most beautiful woman in the Wusheng Kingdom?"
"Although she is veiled, her temperament is enough to make people intoxicated."
A warrior said blankly.
"Whoever can fall in love with her must be the luckiest man in the world."
Another warrior said disdainfully.
"Stop dreaming, these Hanxue Pavilion disciples are all handsome in appearance, but their hearts are as cold as ice. There is no one who can win the favor of the Hanxue Pavilion disciples."
As soon as this Hanxue Pavilion disciple appeared, all eyes were immediately attracted to him.
Even the disciples of Sanxian Island, all of whom had indifferent personalities, couldn't help but look at Han Yueli a few times.
This cold moon seems to be enough to make the holy Buddha intoxicated.
"If Fairy Hanchan is there, we have just arrived."
Elder Yang smiled and said, thus covering up the gaffe just now.
"Wusheng Academy, with people from the four major sects here, it stands to reason that we should be able to activate the Holy Land Restriction, but this time, there is something different."
The red-haired elder said thoughtfully.
"Hahaha, I'm sorry everyone, it's been a long wait."
A voice suddenly sounded, and a figure appeared in front of everyone silently.
"who is it!"
"What a terrifying speed! What a soft sound!"
"Black clothes with bloody words! They are from the black market!"
Looking at the person's clothes, everyone subconsciously became nervous.
The black market, the black market in the martial arts kingdom, is still an extremely mysterious existence after all. The emergence of black market warriors has never done anything good.
Now this time, people in the black market actually appeared in plain sight, which made everyone present feel a little uncomfortable, but people soon reflected on it.
This Holy Land Trial does indeed have black market quotas.
"It turns out to be the Blood Hall Master. You're fine."
The red-haired elder glanced at the man and said calmly, but there was no kindness in his tone.
The relationship between the black market and the four major sects and Wusheng Academy is not good. For example, in the black market, there are actually many wanted orders for disciples of the four major sects and Wusheng Academy.
The killers trained by the black market have killed countless geniuses from Wusheng Academy and the four major sects. If it were not for the power of the black market, they would not be standing here calmly.
They started fighting already when they met.
The other elders Yang, Fang Xiandao, Feng Qishu, and Han Chan had no intention of speaking at all. They just glanced at each other calmly and said hello.
"Master of the Blood Hall, this is one of the forces in the black market, the master of the Blood Shadow Hall, Xue Wuye."
"This Blood Shadow Hall has killed countless people and assassinated countless talented and powerful men from the martial arts kingdom."
"This Xue Wuye once assassinated an inner sect elder of Wusheng Academy, and now he actually dares to show up directly."
"Hmph, the black market is now strong, and he has already reconciled with Wusheng Academy and the four major sects. Naturally, he dares to come out."
The sounds of countless warriors talking could be heard.
At the same time, everyone's eyes were also looking at the three people standing behind Xue Wuye.
Two of these three people were dressed in black clothes with blood characters, and they were all dressed like black market disciples.
The figure and appearance were all obscured by black clothes, making it difficult to see clearly. However, only one of them was extremely special and was actually wearing gold clothes.
This golden robe doesn't look like a black market killer, but more like an emperor-like existence.
"Let me introduce you, this is the new Holy Son of our black market."
Xue Wuye opened his mouth and bowed respectfully to the man in gold clothes behind him.
"Son!"
"This kid is the Holy Son selected by the black market?"
The expressions of Elder Yang, the red-haired elder, Feng Qishu, Fang Xiandao, and Han Chan changed drastically almost at the same time, and they looked at each other one after another.
Chu Fengmian could feel that countless spiritual consciousnesses had already swept over him, as if they wanted to see through every bit of the Holy Son.
"Holy Son, the black market actually selected the Holy Son."
"The master of this black market will be called the Holy Lord of the Black Market. This Holy Son will be the next generation of the Holy Lord of the Black Market. As long as he grows up and reaches the realm of wind control, he will be able to inherit the position of Holy Lord."
The black market is so huge that it can actually be called the existence of a country.
The identity of this holy son is almost equivalent to that of the crown prince of the Wu Sheng Kingdom.
The eyes of countless people want to take a look at what kind of figure the Holy Son of this generation is.
This chapter has been completed!