Above the Yutian Sect, the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed.
The head of the blue dragon came from the sky, broke through the clouds and mist, and looked down at the Yutian Sect.
Many of the Supreme Beings of Yutian Sect looked at the blue dragon above the clouds and mist, with a cold look on their faces.
This Qinglong is so presumptuous!
This place is the Yutian Sect after all. How dare this Qinglong look down at it and act in such a condescending manner?
"King Qingyou!"
In the main hall, a faint voice sounded, causing the dragon's head to turn.
The vast dragon body rolled in the clouds and mist, accompanied by the blazing green light that almost dyed the entire sky above the Yutian Sect blue. A polite young man in green clothes with dragon eyes and antlers and a human face appeared in the green sky.
Among the awns.
He stepped forward with a faint smile on his face.
"Qingyou, meet the Immortal Lord Yutian!"
He ignored the many immortal saints and bowed slightly to the hall.
In the main hall, there was a middle-aged man with an immortal air, his black hair hanging down, and his eyes showing no joy or anger.
He quietly looked at the green dragon in the sky and spoke slowly, with a thick voice.
"Since you are here, you are a guest, why should you be outside the palace?"
Its voice is slow, calm and powerful, and reaches the sky.
Qingyou smiled lightly, "Thank you so much, Lord Yutian!"
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a touch of pride. Even though he was severely injured by the Heaven-improving Immortal Lord before and almost broke the dragon's bones, there seemed to be nothing strange about his face.
King Qingyou took one step forward, and the wind and clouds took over automatically. In the blink of an eye, he landed in front of the Yutian Hall.
He raised his head and looked at Yu Tianxianjun without retreating or avoiding.
Yutianxianjun's expression was as calm as water, and he sat quietly in a high position.
King Qingyou didn't care. He smiled faintly and stepped into the palace.
"Immortal Lord, after a thousand years of separation, the Immortal Lord's cultivation has become even more profound and unfathomable!" King Qingyou complimented and bowed slowly.
"Compared to you, how dare I be called unfathomable? After a thousand years in the dragon tomb, reaching the peak of Mahayana, I am afraid that none of the descendants of the Nine Meridians of the True Dragon can compete with you." Yu Tianxianjun said lightly,
"However, even so, I'm afraid you will be defeated today."
There was a hint of warning in his voice.
This blue dragon came here thousands of years ago, and the entire Yutian Sect knew its purpose.
Now that thousands of years have passed, who would have thought that this green dragon would still be evil.
Yu Tianxian Jun's eyes were indifferent, but there was a faint chill in the depths of his pupils. He seemed to be a little regretful. Thousands of years ago, he should have directly destroyed this green dragon. Even if the dragon clan was furious, what would it matter? He Yu Tianxian
You may not be afraid of dragons.
But it was different now. He wanted to kill this green dragon, but it would be difficult.
King Qingyou smiled faintly, "Immortal Lord, it's too early to tell whether you will return in vain!"
"Qingyou has a sincere heart and has been admiring the Royal Saint Fairy for a long time. Even if her bones are broken and her tendons are broken, she has never wavered!"
He looked at the Yutian Fairy and said slowly: "Qingyou has lived and died in the Dragon Tomb for thousands of years. Every time he is about to fall, he has the appearance of the Yusheng Fairy, so he can persevere!"
"Why didn't the Immortal Lord give Qingyou a chance? If the Feng Clan had given the Immortal Lord such a predestined relationship back then, it would have created a good reputation in the world of cultivation, and allowed the Yutian Sect to unite with the Feng Clan to overwhelm the rest of the Immortal Lineage!"
Immortal Lord Yutian looked indifferently: "Are you angry because I broke your dragon bones and injured your dragon tendons, or because you have been practicing in the dragon tomb for thousands of years because of Yusheng? I don't have much attention to listen."
"The Royal Saint has no intention of becoming a Taoist companion, please come back!"
"Immortal Lord, King Qingyou has a pure heart..."
Suddenly, the entire hall suddenly froze, and the eyes of Yu Tianxianjun suddenly changed at this moment, and those pupils were like the power of heaven.
"roll!"
He slowly uttered one word, but cracks were appearing in the space around him.
King Qingyou's eyes were as usual, and he seemed to be disapproving under the pressure of Yu Tianxianjun.
"Immortal Lord, why is this necessary!?"
King Qingyou sighed softly, "The general trend is towards adult beauty, isn't it good?"
He looked at Yutian Immortal Lord and said, "Today, it is Qingyou who is here, not Qingyou's elders who are here to propose marriage. Qingyou is enough to give the Immortal Lord face."
"Looking at the world of cultivation, apart from me, Qingyou, how many people are qualified to become Taoist companions of Yusheng Fairy?"
"In terms of bloodline, I am a pure-blooded Azure Dragon, enough to crush all living beings. In terms of talent, Qingyou is enough to overwhelm the geniuses of the Dragon and Phoenix tribes. In terms of background, my ancestors from the Azure Dragon lineage are enough to rank among the top three in the Nine True Dragon Lineages.
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"Even in terms of sincerity, even though the Immortal Lord went to war with me, Qingyou, thousands of years ago, I never felt the slightest resentment. I was even willing to enter the Dragon Tomb to marry the Imperial Saint Fairy, and experienced life and death to reach the peak of the Mahayana."
Qingyou looked at Yutian Immortal Lord, "Why do you need to be aggressive, Immortal Lord? The human race's lifespan is short, but the lifespan of our dragon clan is long. The Immortal Lord is about to pass the tribulation, but I, Qingyouying, can still stay in the world of cultivation for hundreds of thousands of years.
, millions of years.”
Yutianxianjun's eyes were filled with coldness as he looked at Qingyou.
Every word he spoke seemed to express Qingyou's own excellence, but every word he spoke was a threat.
The Immortal Lord Yutian sneered, "King Qingyou, if you don't speak frankly, you are the number one genius of the Dragon and Phoenix clans. If I, the Immortal Lord Yutian, don't allow you today, after I overcome the tribulation and become an immortal, the Yutian Sect will be in endless trouble."
, Royal Saint will have endless troubles, and no one will be able to stop you by then."
King Qingyou looked as usual and saluted, "The Immortal Lord has misunderstood!"
"Misunderstanding?" Yutian Immortal Lord chuckled, "Don't worry, I won't become an immortal so quickly and go through tribulations to suppress the immortal veins. As the leader of Yutian Sect, how can I resign?"
"Even if you stay in the world of cultivation for tens of thousands of years, which is enough for the Royal Saint to become an immortal, your little thoughts are just wishful thinking!"
King Qingyou looked at Yu Tianxian Lord and looked into those eyes.
The surrounding space cracks slowly recovered.
King Qingyou suddenly smiled, with a hint of sarcasm and pride in his smile.
He shook his head and sighed, "Immortal Lord, I am not saying that when the Immortal Lord becomes an Immortal Queen, the Yutian Sect will have endless troubles!"
He looked at Yu Tianxianjun, and the smile on his face gradually became strange and confident.
"Qingyou is saying that Fairy Yusheng, I, Qingyou, are determined to marry you. There is no one in the whole world of cultivation who is more suitable for Fairy Yusheng than me!"
"The Immortal Lord, the Yutian Sect, can't even stop me, Qingyou!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of Immortal Yu Tian suddenly surged with murderous intent.
How dare the people who were wailing and gasping for breath under him in the past dare to be so arrogant in front of him now?
"I wonder if I can stop it!"
"Dragon clan, will you start a war with Yutian Sect because of you, a pure-blooded blue dragon?"
Immortal Lord Yutian, at this moment, suddenly spoke.
He suddenly struck out with a palm, and the whole star was trembling. Endless immortal spiritual energy gathered crazily in this palm, turning into seven-color palm prints.
Immortal magical power, Yutian Xuanzhang!
The mark of the Immortal Veins flickers in the center of Yutian Immortal Lord’s eyebrows.
The Lord of the Immortal Veins exploded with all his strength, without any reservation.
King Qingyou's pupils shrank slightly, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Countless dragon patterns emerge from the dragon horns on its forehead, and its body is surrounded by heaven and earth, as if it contains the endless ocean.
Its terrifying pressure is concentrated in this hall, and has never been spread to the outside world.
"Father!"
Quietly, a faint voice sounded, causing the two parties to suddenly come to a standstill.
Then, the smoke disappeared.
The Royal Saint stands gracefully at the entrance of this hall.