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Chapter 303 The Qinglong event opens, conflict!

In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

To the outside world, the Qinglong Festival starts as scheduled, and the time will not be adjusted due to the absence of one or two people.

Qinglong City has stood in the middle of the Eastern Wasteland for countless years. It has been carved with many traces by time and is still extremely prosperous!

After passing the test of time, there is still no city in the entire Eastern Wasteland that can compare with it.

Because this city is backed by Qinglong Holy Land, it has unlimited honor.

The city is bustling with traffic and people coming and going. Even though the street is a hundred meters wide, there is still a constant flow of people, rubbing shoulders and heeling.

There is a giant ten meters tall.

There is a young man riding a spiritual beast.

There are monsters who lead people's pets.

...

There are various shops on both sides of the street, and the sounds of buying and selling are endless.

Precious spiritual treasures, aged elixirs, jade slips containing magical powers...

Even in remote places, there is a shady slave trade.

"Is this Qinglong City?"

“What a boom!”

"The spiritual energy is so abundant, it feels more abundant than the spiritual energy in the Holy Land!"

"Many people are strong and their cultivation is not weak."

"The people here are so powerful. I just saw a ten-year-old child with the strength of the Spiritual Sea Realm!"

"..."

After a long journey, a group of people from the three northern regions of the Eastern Wasteland finally reached their destination and entered Qinglong City.

Walking on a road made entirely of lapis lazuli, they all looked left and right with expressions of surprise!

The prosperity of the Eastern Wilderness Central Region exceeded their imagination.

"This is the Central Territory, the center of the entire Eastern Wasteland, and Qinglong City is backed by Qinglong Holy Land, so there are naturally many strong and talented people in it.

Moreover, it is still during the Qinglong Festival, and there are many more powerful geniuses than before."

The old ghost in black robe explained with a smile.

The Green Dragon Festival is held every thirty years, and every time it shocks the world.

In the boundless Eastern Wilderness and the vast mountains and rivers for trillions of miles, all the top powers will escort the geniuses from their clans.

These days, the city is becoming more and more lively and crowded day by day.

Even many cultivators who were not qualified to participate in the Qinglong Festival gathered here one after another to feel the atmosphere of competition among the geniuses.

There are also many people who bring many treasures specially for the purpose of doing business for many powerful and talented people.

This is a grand event for the entire Eastern Wasteland!

Looking at this scene, the black-robed old ghost couldn't help but recall that when he was still a young man, he first came to Qinglong City, and his behavior was no different from that of these disciples.

The other elders were also quite emotional at this time.

The youthful performance of these disciples reminded them of their youth again.

However, Lang Xinyue glanced at the praised young man indifferently, and then turned back indifferently.

But she thought in her heart: "The strength of the Linghai realm is almost fourteen years old, and it is far behind Ling Jiuxuan."

Ling Jiuxuan is only eighteen years old, but his combat power is comparable to that of the middle-stage Guiyi True King!

How strong can this boy be at the age of eighteen?

Breaking through the sky is no better than the peak of Zhoutian realm!

The difference is really too big.

"It's a pity that Junior Brother Jiuxuan didn't come..."

Lang Xinyue sighed, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

On the side, the true elder couldn't help but shook his head when he saw this scene.

After Ling Jiuxuan and Lu Wangyou disappeared, his niece's temperament also changed drastically, and her cheerful smile in the past completely disappeared.

"I hope they are safe and sound."

The group of people looked around and hurried towards the destination arranged by Qinglong Holy Land.

"He's another country bumpkin from nowhere. It's really embarrassing to yell at him."

At this moment, a disdainful sneer suddenly sounded.

"That's right, is it worth being surprised to have the spiritual sea realm at the age of thirteen or fourteen?

This kind of talent cannot even be considered as an outer disciple in my Tianfu Holy Land."

"You have to be considerate. For them, maybe this is a talent that is rare to see in a million years?"

"..."

These taunts reached everyone's ears without any concealment, causing many elders to frown.

And those geniuses were even more furious.

They have always been the proud ones of their respective forces, living among flowers and adulation. Now, how can they bear to hear such unpleasant ridicule?

"Are you provoking?"

"Want to start a war?"

"Stop yourselves, otherwise you will be killed!"

"..."

The prodigies of the three northern regions all gave him a cold shout and their tone was very rude.

Their eyes were cold, and each of them burst out with powerful momentum, sweeping past and attracting the attention of countless people.

"Is there another conflict?"

"They are all young geniuses with hot tempers."

"Will there be a fight?"

"I don't know, but Qinglong City is under martial law these days. If they cause trouble, the Qinglong Guards will deal with it."

"..."

Sure enough, before the two sides actually fought, the Qinglong Guard came to stop the conflict and led them to the duel field.

"You can fight freely here, no matter life or death, the Azure Dragon Holy Land will not interfere."

After saying that, the Qinglong Guards left directly. They are very busy these days.

"Freedom Fight?"

"No matter life or death?"

The elders were a little hesitant.

They have experienced a lot, and as they are older, they are naturally not as impulsive as young people.

However, the talented disciples on both sides were full of fighting spirit and couldn't help but want to fight.

boom!

After making the decision, the war broke out instantly.

However, in just a moment, the talented disciples of the three northern regions fell into a disadvantage.

"call!"

"call!"

"call!"

...

In less than a quarter of an hour, there were dozens of continuous blasts of wind, and many talented disciples spurted blood from their mouths and flew backwards.

The Holy Son of Tianshu, Zhu Zijueming, also persisted for less than a quarter of an hour before being defeated and blown away.

Two quarters of an hour later, the Seven Kings of the Seven Kills Holy Land were also defeated one after another and were knocked to the ground.

In the end, among all the people, only the Holy Killer King Daoyuan could persist and fought endlessly with his opponent.

His opponent, wearing a red armor, was as aggressive as fire, and his combat power was quite terrifying.

The terrifying energy fluctuations caused by the battle between the two attracted the attention of countless people.

"Is there another war between the Holy Land's geniuses?"

"The two people in the battle are both pretty strong. Which holy land do they come from?"

"That red-armored genius seems to come from the Southern Region. I heard that he has a red lotus body and is very powerful."

"It is indeed very strong. He is going to win."

"..."

After Wang Daoyuan fought with the red-armored boy for half an hour, he was finally knocked away by a red lotus. His energy and blood dropped drastically, and he was severely injured.

The red-armored young man stood high above him, looking at Wang Daoyuan with an appreciative look in his eyes.

"You have good abilities and are qualified to know my name.

Tianfu Holy Land Yan Qianlian!

Remember this name. When I attain enlightenment, you can brag to others that you fought against the Young Emperor.

This is a rare honor for you in your lifetime."

"glory......"

Wang Daoyuan, who was weak and weak, gritted his teeth tightly, with overwhelming unwillingness in his eyes.

"Yan Qianlian, don't be complacent, our most powerful genius has not yet arrived.

If he arrives, you won't be able to survive a single round in his hands!"

"oh?"

A cold and stern look flashed in Yan Qianlian's eyes, and she sneered: "I'll wait and see!"


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