Gu Yue Half Saint saw Si Xueyi's calm face without any hesitation, and secretly complained in his heart.
"Since there is no problem, let's sign the life and death contract."
Gu Yue Half Saint didn't waste any time and handed the pen to Si Xueyi. Other nearby Half Saints also came over and looked at Si Xueyi curiously.
"Wait a moment."
Guyue Half-Saint still couldn't bear it, and said: "Xuan Ming and I have a good relationship, and he has no time to care about you in seclusion. Let me say one more thing, be cautious."
Si Xueyi's heart felt warm. He was not a ungrateful person. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, but I've made up my mind."
Having said that, without any hesitation, he signed his name on the life and death contract.
Gu Yue Half Saint looked at each other for a moment, then shook their heads.
At this moment, Si Xueyi was the center of attention, and every move she made received unprecedented attention.
The moment he signed his name, Qianqiu Square began to boil.
“I actually chose Group A!”
"The first one made a joke and he really thought he was the reincarnation of an immortal. But one sentence of banishing an immortal would kill him!"
"At least it will be recorded in the name of the first one, and others will be able to give some face."
"Give me a hammer. The Three Palaces and Longyuan Pavilion have been fighting for many years. If you can take down Si Xueyi, Saint Lord Qianyang may give you some reward."
While everyone was talking, Duanmuxi and Hongyao chose Group B, one chose Group C, and Song Ran chose Group D.
Several people went to different battle stages. Si Xueyi looked calm and waited for the battle to begin.
Among the group of senior saints, Si Xueyi was particularly conspicuous, and people would look at him from time to time.
"Si Xueyi, you really don't know how to write the word death!"
Bai Ting and a group of Qianyang Palace saints came over with extremely cold and arrogant expressions.
Si Xueyi didn't even look at it, just closed her eyes and rested.
Bai Ting's expression changed slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't say anything, just pretend to be a master. I'll see how you pretend later!"
The group of people looked at Si Xueyi unkindly, and then sat down one by one.
Ranking battles play an important role in the Holy Court. Not only are they rich in rewards, they are also related to the ranking of the Three Palaces, Sixth Court, and Seventy-Two Palaces.
The momentum was even greater than that of the Holy Legend Ceremony, and the Panlong Stone Pillar was filled with saints and half-saints from all academies.
Feng Yuan Shengjun is also among them.
He was ready to start retreating after returning from Tianlin Peak, but who knew that as soon as he closed his eyes, a vast bright moon appeared in his mind, scaring him so much that he quickly opened his eyes.
What happened at Frost and Thunder Academy became his nightmare, and he felt the approach of death for the first time after becoming a saint.
He originally wanted to go into seclusion and try his best to forget about this matter.
But the more he tried to escape, the stronger his inner demons became, and in the end, the bright moon turned into a blood moon.
Blood continued to flow from the moon, and Bai Lixuan walked out of the blood like a demon, making him unable to enter samadhi.
The words that echoed in my mind were that the Holy King was forbidden to come here.
From then on, Feng Yuan Shengjun completely gave up, knowing that this was already a demonic obstacle.
Once the demon barrier is over, forcing someone into seclusion will only lead to the devil.
"These years have been too smooth. After I became a saint and sat in the Xiaoyun Courtyard, I never experienced a real catastrophe of life and death."
"In the end, a trip to the Frost and Thunder Courtyard was like a trip to the gate of hell."
"But this is not a bad thing. If I can break through the magic barrier, my bottleneck for many years will definitely be loosened, and there is a high probability that I can advance to the next level."
"To untie the bell, you need to tie the bell. I have to go to the Frost and Thunder Academy again. I have to break through the nine-layer killing formation there openly. I need the help of that senior."
Feng Yuan Shengjun was in a trance, which was very different from the chattering and laughing saints around him.
This matter needs to be discussed with Si Xueyi and asked him to persuade the senior.
"But why did this kid choose Group A?"
Feng Yuan Shengjun frowned slightly, his face was depressed, and he felt unhappy in his heart.
Among the saints present, he was the one who least expected anything to happen to Si Xueyi.
Seeing that it was certain that Si Xueyi would choose Group A, Feng Yuan Shengjun's expression changed, thinking that he had to keep Si Xueyi no matter what.
This kid can't die!
Feng Yuan Shengjun made a decision in his heart and his eyes became completely firm.
Even if he breaks the rules, he must be saved.
This time is different from the Grand Ceremony of the Holy Legend. We can no longer put on the pretense of being a saint.
"Holy Lord Feng Yuan, I heard that you went to visit Si Xueyi's residence in person the night the Holy Legend Ceremony ended?"
At this moment, Saint Lord Qianyang, who was not far away, looked towards him with a smile.
Saint Lord Qianyang seemed to be smiling, but there was a cold light in his eyes, and his eyes were obviously evil.
As soon as he finished speaking, the other saints from the Three Palaces and Five Courts all looked over, feeling very oppressive for a moment.
Feng Yuan Shengjun knew what he was thinking and said calmly: "My descendants have some misunderstandings with him. I am just doing some reconciliation, that's all."
Holy Lord Xuanyin next to Holy Lord Qianyang said in a cold voice: "It's best to do this. Don't think about forming a good relationship with this kid so that he can take care of your Feng family in the future. I tell you, there is no door!"
Another dragon-headed sage said directly: "Not long ago, this boy broke into the 30th level of Tianlai Peak with the fourth level of dragon vein. It has been confirmed that he refined it into a holy dragon bone. You know what a treasure this is."
Ming, it’s best not to do things that shouldn’t be done!”
Compared with the smiling appearance of Holy Lord Qianyang, these two people looked cold and their words were undisguised warnings.
They are the Lords of the Three Palaces, and their status and strength are above those of Feng Yuan Shengjun.
Under joint pressure, Feng Yuan Shengjun's expression did not change, but the hands hidden in his sleeves began to tremble with anger.
Holy Lord Qianyang smiled and said: "Two Taoist friends, it doesn't have to be like this, it doesn't have to be like this. I believe that Lord Fengyuan is just going to deal with some disputes between the younger generations. I have no other thoughts."
Feng Yuan Shengjun had no expression on his face and said calmly: "It's hard to say."
Saint Lord Qianyang's face darkened and he was stunned on the spot.
The faces of Xuanyin Shengjun and Longshou Shengjun, who were lying next to them, were even more gloomy and terrifying.
For a moment, the other saints on the Panlong Stone Pillar, as well as a group of half-saints, were all stunned.
Everyone present knew that Si Xueyi had offended Holy Lord Qianyang to death during the Holy Legend Ceremony.
The dragon bone on Si Xueyi's body is already in the pocket of Saint Lord Qianyang.
Even if Si Xueyi is recorded as the first one, Holy Lord Qianyang obviously has no intention of giving up.
Under such intimidation, Feng Yuan Shengjun could hardly say a word, which was no less than openly challenging this group of people.
Saint Lord Qian Yang said: "This Si Xueyi has signed a life and death contract, do you really think he can survive?"
Facing the pressure from the head of the three palaces, Feng Yuan Shengjun was under great pressure, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "It's hard to say."
Holy Lord Qianyang said coldly: "It seems that you have made up your mind to go against us."
Feng Yuan Shengjun felt the chill in the other party's words and felt nervous. He had seen the other party's strength before.
The strength of Holy Lord Qianyang is second only to the first one in the Holy Court.
They are both Saint Kings, but there is a huge gap between them.
Seeing the faces of Holy Lord Xuanyin and Holy Lord Longshou, Holy Lord Fengyuan gritted his teeth and said: "I am just cherishing my talent. Since Si Xueyi is the first person to personally confer a banished immortal, how can he die in this holy courtyard so easily? In the ranking battle..."
When he said that his temper suddenly rose, he said directly: "Besides, what if I am against you? I just like Si Xueyi, as if I want to have a good relationship with him, and want to wait for him to become a saint and take care of me. What does home have to do with you?"
After saying it in one breath, Feng Yuan Shengjun felt extremely happy.