The blood of the god Ruoru phoenix poured down, and his whole body turned red, alarming many monks in the city.
"It's the Lingfeng Sect, my God, it's the Supreme of the Burning Territory!"
"All the first-class sects are actually here. This Hundred Stars Palace Competition is really cost-effective!"
"It's a rare thing for a large number of first-class sects to come to watch the ceremony!"
"It is said that this time, Baixing Palace wants to build momentum for its talented descendants!"
"Tianjiao...you mean, Bailian Xingjun!?"
"The one who has been in the Return to the Void Realm for seven thousand years, and once defeated a powerful person in the Hundred Stars Palace in the Return to the Void Realm?"
"No wonder, the grandson of the master of the Hundred Stars Palace has such a level of cultivation. It seems that the Hundred Refining Star Lord may have made a breakthrough this time, otherwise it would not be like this!"
The whole huge city was boiling.
Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian walked slowly in the city.
"A member of the first-grade sect is so shocked?" Mo Qinglian shook her head with a hint of disdain in her words.
When she entered the world of cultivation, she joined the Immortal Pulse. Whenever she was outside, the disciples of the first-level sect would always respect her.
"I don't have much advice on Su Qiao'er and Su Muyu. It was not a good thing to let them join the Immortal Vein in the first place!"
Qin Xuan's voice was pale, and he said slowly: "I rarely recommend you to join the Immortal Vein. Although the Immortal Vein is good, the technique is too difficult, the cultivation is too difficult, and the disaster is too terrible. One step away is life and death!"
"Everything in the world has gains and losses."
Mo Qinglian nodded slightly. She had participated in the battle of the Immortal Veins, and there were often fatal battles. The Immortal Vein Sect was well known as a training disciple.
Immortal Meridian never lacks disciples, and the lives of ordinary disciples are not worth mentioning in their eyes.
Even if millions of disciples die, one genius appears, which is enough for the Immortal Vein Sect.
The Immortal Vein Supreme was built up like this.
There are only about a hundred Immortal Vein Supremes in each major Immortal Vein, but there are more than tens of thousands of Hedao monks who have fallen under the Immortal Vein Supreme every ten thousand years.
Mo Qinglian sighed softly: "It's not your fault, who would have thought that these brothers and sisters would be so miserable!"
Qin Xuan smiled, he naturally understood this.
As an old friend, it is his duty to help, and not to help is just a matter of course.
He has already paved the way for Su Muyu and Su Qiaoer. Otherwise, they might just stay in the Seven Sects. The techniques in the Seven Sects are not suitable for their way, and it would be like starting from scratch.
At this moment, there was another commotion in the city.
"That is……"
The entire giant city seemed to be dead at this moment.
Above the sky, a giant ship slowly descended, breaking through the clouds as if covering the sky.
This ship is so huge that it is over a million feet long. Even if it falls, it is enough to flatten this city and crush hundreds of thousands of creatures in this city.
"Guiyi Dharma!?" Mo Qinglian's eyes moved slightly, "Hundred Star Palace seems to have a real plan this time, and even the immortal veins have been mobilized!"
"That should be Yiyang Supreme from the Guiyi Sect. Although he is only a lower-rank Immortal Vein Supreme from the Mahayana sect, he is a third-rank sect. How can He De be able to invite him?"
Return to one star ship, one sun supreme!
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "It seems that the competition is about to begin, I'll go too!"
Immediately, a cloud of blood rose up, and under the astonished gazes of many people, they headed towards the Hundred Stars Palace under the starship.
However, this time, Qin Xuan ignored everyone. The laws of space moved slightly and he appeared in the palace.
At this moment, above Cloud City, many monks were standing proudly in the air.
There are some seats around, but everyone sitting on them is a high-ranking person, the Mahayana Supreme, or the leader of a sect. The rest of the monks who have joined the path and returned to the void can only stand here.
I saw that the starship was vast, slowly shrinking, and fell into the palm of the Yang Supreme.
Yiyang Supreme's eyes are arrogant, and the robe on his body is shining with a faint light. This is a third-grade robe, and this is the most precious treasure, which is enough to make everyone stare with envy.
"Baixing, I have met Yiyang Supreme!"
The Hall of Hundred Stars is even more solemn, with all the supreme beings in the hall coming out to greet the being high in the sky.
Next to the Master of the Hundred Stars Palace, there was a young man with a faint red star pattern between his eyebrows, a bit frivolous eyes, and a handsome face. However, at this moment, he was respectfully saluting Yiyang Supreme.
"It doesn't have to be like this!" Yiyang Zhizun said indifferently: "Baixing Palace warmly invites you, how can I not come?"
"I'm here now, so I'm not taking over the host's honors, so please do as you please!"
Many powerful men in the Hundred Stars Palace were all smiling. There were also many supremes or sect leaders around the hall who breathed a sigh of relief.
"This is the Immortal Vein Supreme? The Yiyang Supreme of the Guiyi Dharma!?"
"This is the first time I have seen it. Unfortunately, our sect now only has the fourth rank. Even if I, the sect leader, personally visit the Guiyi Sect, I may not be able to see a Supreme Immortal Vein!"
"The Master of the Hundred Stars Palace may want to let Bailian Xingjun enter the Guiyi Dharma this time. If Bailian Xingjun rises in the Guiyi Dharma, I am afraid that the Hundred Stars Palace will also soar into the sky, and the third grade will enter the second grade.
Not even the first grade!"
Some sect leaders were discussing with envy in their eyes.
The Master of the Hundred Stars Palace was obviously overjoyed. He kept chatting with Yiyang Supreme, but Yiyang Supreme was a little indifferent. He might not be able to reply to the Master of the Hundred Stars Palace in ten sentences.
Mo Qinglian looked at this scene with a slight sarcasm on her lips, almost like looking at a clown.
When they came before, even the two Nascent Soul disciples dared to turn them away.
But now, the Master of the Hundred Stars Hall is almost bowing down to the Immortal Vein Supreme, who is a mere low-grade Mahayana man.
The level of power is nothing more than that!
Qin Xuan frowned slightly and said slowly: "Su Muyu and the others haven't appeared yet!"
His thoughts moved slightly and spread around.
Suddenly, he smiled grandly and said, "A breakthrough?"
His eyes were leisurely, and in his mind, a woman who had reached the middle level of Nascent Soul came in with pursed lips.
Wherever she passed, many people were pointing at her and talking about her.
We haven’t seen each other for nearly three hundred years, and Su Qiaoer has long since removed the veil that concealed her appearance.
The former head of the Protectorate Palace now looks more like a woman who has been dusted by the world. In fact, a knife mark appears on her face, from the corner of her left eye to the corner of her right mouth, making her appearance ferocious.
That light-spirited woman will never be seen again.
It was so miserable in this Hall of Hundred Stars.
However, Su Muyu never appeared, and Qin Xuan's eyes were wandering.
"It seems that Su Muyu is even more unlucky than his sister!"
He shook his head slightly and watched Su Qiaoer, who was disliked by everyone, enter the room and stand casually.
Qin Xuan withdrew his gaze and moved towards Su Qiaoer.
"How did it look like this!?" There was a hint of anger in Mo Qinglian's eyes. No one would take pity on a woman's appearance. The ugly face on Su Qiaoer's face now... is because of the grandson of the master of the Baixing Palace, Bailian Xingjun.
?
Mo Qinglian sighed, Su Qiaoer destroyed her appearance, and Su Muyu was deprived of her cultivation. Did she just avoid that disaster?
Mo Qinglian couldn't help but feel murderous intent.
No matter what, Su Qiaoer is an old friend of China after all.
There is only one direct descendant of the third-grade sect, and one is the Taoist Master of Return to the Void.