Deep in the mountains, two figures flashed unsteadily, with a divine ring raised high, scattering the holy light in the sky, and lotus flowers, scattering the divine light.
“Huh?”
Suddenly, the body of the Saint of Yaochi paused slightly and looked at the back with some confusion. Just now, there seemed to be a violent fluctuation.
"It seems that someone has already started to fight."
The Saint Son of Yaoguang whispered, his eyes were plain and he looked indifferent. He glanced at the divine lake that was looming in the valley in front of him, with colorful clouds and magnificent dreams.
Not far away, at the other end of the mountain road, Wang Teng ran rapidly, and the white gold starlight was burning, bringing large pieces of star chips to fall.
"A stick of incense should be enough."
He thought in his heart that the inner voice of the Tao Palace echoed, and the Shenzang created a brilliance and burst out with unparalleled power, causing his speed to surge again, almost turning into a white line, passing by in the blink of an eye.
Dozens of feet away from the rear
The body of the young man in the Ji family floated, like a small boat, swimming in the sea of void, and the surrounding space was fueling the fire, shaking him up and pushing him into the distance.
"The people from the Jiang family are so fast."
Looking into the distance, he vaguely saw a fire phoenix passing by, and its gorgeous feathers rose up one by one, rushing straight towards the direction of the ancient god lake.
After one stick of incense
In the valley, next to the ancient god lake
There were three figures standing, looking at the direction of the ancient god lake, as if sensing something.
Swish!
Wang Teng's figure flashed out and glanced at the three people in the field, feeling a little surprised.
Unexpectedly, the young people from the Jiang family rushed over so quickly, which is worthy of being the inheritance of the ancient family.
"The Young Emperor of the Wang Family..."
On the bank of Shenhu Lake, Jiang Songting, a young man from the Jiang family, looked at Wang Teng slightly. This Beiyuan genius was very impressive when he appeared.
It's just a little strange. Why hasn't the Golden Family of Kitahara arrived yet? Aren't those unpleasant guys always fast?
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Soon, the descendants of the four major sects of the Northern Region also arrived.
Wanjie Sect, Palace of Disillusionment, Palace of Five Elements, Palace of Ice and Snow
The young people who arrived all looked alert and afraid, staring at the four people by the lake, as if they were some terrible enemies.
"Well, it's really lively."
The Saint Son of Yaoguang smiled slightly, his eyes swept across everyone, very gentle, but it revealed an unspeakable heaviness, which made people feel heart-shaking.
"In fact, it would be better if there are fewer people."
Jiang Yiting spoke slowly, and the fire phoenix beneath his feet cried, vibrating his wings and sprinkled the fire feathers all over the sky.
He made some point of view, which immediately touched the minds of everyone in the field.
"What you can get depends entirely on yourself, and what's wrong with more people and fewer people."
The young man from the Ji family spoke slowly, not wanting to have any more trouble. He was very calm and looked at Jiang Yiting without giving in at all.
There were more and more young people coming to the lakeside, and monks gathered, all staring at the four figures by the lakeside, wondering what they were thinking.
"This ancient god lake is all driven by its own energy. What you can get is also your own fortune."
The descendants of Wanjie Sect flashed their eyes and stepped forward and spoke.
The descendants of the remaining three major sects also nodded slightly, looking in agreement.
The four major sects of the Northern Region were naturally united at this time and did not want an accident.
"pity."
In front of the lake, Wang Tengzhuoru sighed regretfully. He also felt that there were more people and had the desire to take action. He wanted to try the quality of these young people.
"Isn't this young emperor from Beiyuan really trying to take action, right?"
Behind, many young people were moved in their hearts and looked at Wang Teng hesitantly.
“It’s boring, it’s been like this all year round.”
Seeing that no one responded to him, Jiang Yiting was too lazy to talk too much, so he simply stood by the shore of Shenhu Lake and waited quietly, not anxious.
"This young man from the Jiang family has a strong personality..."
In the field, many young people's eyes flashed and secretly labeled Jiang Yiting in their hearts.
After a while, more and more figures appeared, and the colorful clouds of Shenhu became more and more intense and very dazzling.
"Since you don't care, let me do it first."
The successor of the Disillusionment Palace chuckled and slowly stepped forward. Everyone did not stop him and allowed him to come to the lake.
Huh ~
This young man also entered the secret realm of the Taoist Palace. Although he had not given birth to gods, he should not be underestimated.
His aura blooms, birth and death, and the interweaving of reality and reality reveals the meaning of disillusionment.
In echoing and connecting with Shenhu.
Hurry!
There are ripples in the water, and a few rays of light are rising and scattering.
The Saint Son of Yaoguang shook his head slightly, as if he could see something.
"There is still a big gap between the great religion and the aristocratic families."
Wang Teng also shook his head, and a little purple mark on his eyebrows lit up, revealing the reality and reality.
It was a dilapidated ancient seal, and the Taoist patterns were all wiped out, and the seal body shattered and dark.
The successor of the Disillusionment Palace was stunned for a moment, a little surprised that he would echo such a thing, but he still tied up and stood aside.
Many monks cast sympathetic eyes, and even the Taoist patterns were wiped out, so this thing could only be a decoration.
The descendants of the remaining three major sects also stepped forward one after another, and their energy burst out, echoing the ancient god lake.
The descendants of Wanjie Sect were lucky and got a broken ancient monument with an inexplicable runes imprinted on it. They were very ancient and revealed with vast aura.
Compared with the successors of the Disillusionment Palace, this ancient monument is undoubtedly much more complete.
He activated the Taoist power, and the ancient monument bloomed with gray and white divine light, and a heavy sense of oppression emerged.
The descendants of Wanjie Sect looked happy and said that they had good luck.
The successors of the Five Elements Palace and the Ice and Snow Palace are ordinary. One connects to the ancient formation diagram, and the other pulls out a dark red animal bone.
They are all obscure objects of qi, and they couldn't figure out the origin for a while, so they had to put it away and wait for them to study it carefully after returning to the sect.
Seeing that someone had gained a lot, these young people with strong qi and blood were not able to hold on and rushed up one by one.
Get your own chance.
Jiang Yiting sneered, not stopping him, and even raised Huo Feng's body a little and gave them to pass.
If anyone in the ancient divine lake could obtain luck, it would not have lasted until now.
As expected, within half an hour, the group of people showed disappointment on their faces and stood aside in a daze.
Except for a few lucky people, they almost all went for nothing, and they couldn't even echo the things, and even a wave had never splashed.
"Hmph, I don't know what's wrong."
The sarcasm on Jiang Yiting's face became stronger and stronger. His eyes swept across the young man from the Ji family, and he was too lazy to continue watching, so he drove the Huofeng to the lakeside.
Boom!
He is worthy of being a pride of aristocratic family who practices Hengyu Sutra. His energy is blooming, as if a big sun shining everywhere. A furnace can be seen vaguely hidden in it, blooming with divine light.
The red color burned in his eyes, connected with the ancient god lake, and suddenly waved up. In an instant, an ancient lamp swept out, which was very strange, and his whole body was shrouded in a touch of blue flame.
raging!
The azure fire surging extremely turbulently, vaguely turning into an ancient beast's phantom, with horns on its head and roaring at Jiang Yiting.
"good!"
He laughed and took it out with his hands, like a big sun set, easily defeating the phantom and putting the ancient lamp into his palm.
The young man from the Ji family said nothing and stepped forward. The Emperor's Sutra was running, and the voids in front of him were stacked layer by layer, as if they were tides.
The ancient god lake also swayed, revealing a black sword, which was extremely sharp. Its sharpness as soon as it appeared, making people sting their eyes and unable to look directly.
He pressed his five fingers, and a large hand seal appeared, usurping the black sword into his palm, and putting it into the Taoist palace for nourishment.
The Saint of Yaochi stepped forward, and she was incredibly lucky. From it, she obtained a broken ancient scripture!
It seemed to record some amazing secret. Her face showed hesitation and even her aura stagnated for a moment.
“It’s my place.”
The Saint Son of Yaoguang stepped forward, his body covered the divine ring, and formed the holy light. His aura was thriving, and his hair was as dazzling as gold poured.
Rumble!
His power was too majestic, and the essence of life soared into the sky, surging, turning into hazy phantoms covering the surroundings.
Gurgle
The ancient god lake was filled with waves, and a ball of light echoed, faintly connecting with the Saint Son of Yaoguang.
“What would it be?”
Many monks were moved, with some expectation, and looked at the figure in a steady state.
Whoosh!
In an instant, the ball of light burst out like a living thing, crashing straight into the arms of the Saint Son of Yaoguang, and was blocked by his holy light, so it was not clear.
But it can be inferred from the energy, it is very extraordinary.
"One, round bead?"
Wang Teng let out a light ejaculation, and the sky eyes caught a trace. He was the only one in the field to see the reality of the light ball, which was a round bead, and there seemed to be another world inside.
The Saint Son of Yaoguang said nothing, his mouth slightly raised and stood aside.
There is only one person in the field that has not taken action yet and has never obtained luck from the Ancient God Lake.
"That young emperor of the Wang family should take action, right?"
The eyes of the young people fell on the genius of Beiyuan who was known as the emperor.
Wang Teng, the young emperor of Beiyuan, what can he get from the ancient god lake?
Da, da, da
The footsteps sounded like the yellow bell ringing, which was deafening.
Amid the fiery eyes, Wang Teng slowly stepped forward and stood in front of the lake.