Han Jiangling, five years ago, he was already the fourth among the first sects. The twelve first sects at that time were not the twelve today. Five years is not long, but the first sects are dominating the list, and the competition is fierce.
It was intense. Five years have passed. How many people have been squeezed out and how many people have been pushed up. But Han Jiangling has always been there. No one knows what level of cultivation he has now. I am afraid that this ranking should be moved up.
Fourth? Third? Second, the one who wants to challenge the Ling family? Become a Ling Jue person?
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and an inexplicable sense of oppression shrouded everyone's heart.
Mr. Qingyun frowned, and Chang Ying felt the coldness on his back. Is this Han Jiangling, a junior high school student? With just one glance, he felt like he had been completely seen through.
"The first sect, Young Master Changying, the first sect, Young Master Qingyun, this one? Could you be the rumored first sect, Han Jiangling?"
Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded, breaking this weird embarrassment.
Who is it? He speaks so casually, knowing that these three are all first-time disciples, yet he still dares to talk to them in such a tone?
People looked along and saw a man wearing red sleeves and white clothes with long hair like a waterfall walking over.
The man was extraordinarily handsome, with a face as sharp as a knife and an ax, sharp angles, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and was extremely heroic, yet he always had a family smile on his face.
"Who is this person?" Everyone was confused.
But following this person were Zhang Shanshui and others from Feihuang Pavilion.
"Apparently he is from Feihuang Pavilion."
People talk carefully.
Hanjiangling, Qingyun and others cast their eyes on the person who came and looked them over. Qingyun said indifferently: "Who are you?"
"Hello everyone, my name is Feng Qingyu, and I come from Feihuang Pavilion." The man said with a bright smile, his face full of sunshine.
"Hmph! Unknown people." Han Jiangling seemed too lazy to talk to these people and walked away, extremely arrogant.
But no one dares to say anything about him, after all, he has the strength.
"Representative of Feihuang Pavilion? He looks like a fool."
Qingyun was too lazy to talk nonsense with Feng Qingyu and walked straight towards the altar. Although Zhang Shanshui was the elder of Feihuang Pavilion, as the first sect, he could not give him any face at all.
Zhang Shanshui stared at the few first sects who were leaving, and said calmly to Feng Qingyu beside him: "They will pay the price for their arrogance. Qingyu, today is not only a great day for you to marry the goddess Zi Huan and take control of the goddess palace.
, it is your opportunity to enter the first sect and achieve unparalleled glory! You must seize it!"
"I'll try my best." Feng Qingyu scratched the back of his head and said.
In addition to Feng Qingyu, Zuo Wanfei, the representative of Wanjian Sect, was also present. He was dressed in purple sword uniform, eight feet long, and equipped with a broad and heavy sword.
Then there is the divine shadow of the Tianying Sect, with long hair covering his face and an unattractive appearance. He is a character who rarely attracts attention when standing in the crowd. He is a candidate for the first sect. His strength is unknown. It is said that he can compete for the position of the first sect. In this battle,
The scholars of the Wanxiang Sect will pay close attention to the whole process, which involves the duel between the first sects, and will definitely affect the ranking of the twelve first sects in the group sect domain.
Yu Feng, the prince of the Qing Dynasty, also arrived at the scene, accompanied by Fang Zuolin.
Today's Gongyue's temperament is completely different from before, and he is more confident. He scanned the scene sinisterly, but failed to see Bai Ye's figure.
"Master, do you think that guy will escape?" Gong Yue said.
"An unknown person uses some tricks to cause trouble everywhere. It wouldn't be surprising if he escaped." Fang Zuolin said calmly.
"It's a pity, I still expected to take revenge at the marriage recruitment meeting." Gong Yue said coldly.
"Don't worry, Bai Ye is just a formality, and defeating him doesn't mean much. This time, many first sects came to the wedding, especially Qingyun and Han Jiangling. If you can beat these two, you will definitely be ranked high. For you
It's also beneficial." Fang Zuolin said.
Gong Yue nodded and looked towards the two people in the distance, fighting spirit rippling in his eyes.
Wow.
At this time, a burst of sound broke through the sky.
I saw a long rainbow penetrating here, and several figures landed on the altar along with the long rainbow.
Everyone was stunned, and the scene immediately became quiet. They looked intently and saw that it was Old Man Jiangtian.
The old man was full of aura. After landing, the aura of many strong men was forced back.
"Greetings to the Master of Jiangtian Palace!"
People saluted and shouted.
Old Man Jiangtian's face glowed red, and he said with a smile: "Everyone, please take a seat, please take a seat."
"Thank you, Palace Master."
People sat down one after another.
The old man sat on the chair in front of the altar, the maid stood still, and Cai'er and Mu Qingqing accompanied him on the left and right.
"Everyone has traveled across mountains and rivers to come to my Goddess Palace. Old lady, I know why you are here. Birthday wishes are one thing, but your real purpose is probably my precious daughter, right?" Old Man Jiangtian said with a smile on his face.
bright.
"Palace Master, what you said is wrong. We are sincerely congratulating the Palace Master on his birthday, and we are also sincerely interested in seeing the young Palace Master. These two things are not in conflict, so how can they be considered serious?" Xiahou Yingcai said with a smile.
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The old palace master is very happy.
"Elder Xiahou is the one who can speak. Okay, the old lady won't beat around the bush anymore. Let's not waste time. Let's talk about the rules of marriage first." The old palace master straightened his expression.
"First of all, those who participate in the selection of relatives cannot be over fifty years old and cannot be too far apart from my daughter in age. Secondly, if she is a good person and has unparalleled strength, although my daughter is not a powerful person, but she is placed in the group clan domain, then
He is also an unparalleled genius with an unlimited future! During the competition, he is not allowed to use any soul weapons, magic circles, or marks, except of course weapons. He must use his own soul power and soul skills as a means to defeat all powerful enemies and stand out from the crowd.
This person is the son-in-law of my Goddess Palace."
The old palace master was talking eloquently, and the people below listened attentively, and what he said was almost the same. The old palace master clapped his hands, and a maid immediately stepped forward and shouted with a bright voice: "Young palace master, please."
As soon as the words fell, the breaths of the people around him suddenly became tight.
Young Palace Master? Goddess Zi Huan from the Goddess Palace?
The legendary beauty who captivated everything?
Many people became excited and their eyes widened.
But outside the altar, a group of brightly-dressed women came walking. Between the women was a suspended sedan, which was covered with a curtain. In the sedan sat a graceful woman with a graceful body. The woman's face was covered with a gauze, so she couldn't see.
She had a clear face, but even so, it still gave people a feeling of beauty. Countless people stared at that figure with their eyes wide open, their hearts beating wildly, and their breathing becoming difficult.
Just like this, countless people have been haunted by dreams. What would it be like if the veil were removed?
"The person in the sedan chair is the goddess Zi Huan, right?"
"She is indeed a person from heaven. Just like that, I feel like my heart has been taken away by her."
People murmured.
The first disciples all stared at the people in the sedan with burning eyes.
There were two people following in front of the sedan, one was Huan Shiying, the adopted daughter of the goddess Zi Huan, and the other, which made people tremble with fear, was none other than the famous Lord Long Ling.
The sedan landed next to the altar, and the goddess Zi Huan walked out. When the curtain was opened, a fragrant breeze hit their faces, and everyone was intoxicated.
The face of the goddess Zi Huan had no expression at all, and her jewel-like eyes were also indifferent. Even though there were countless heroes and talents standing in front of her, she did not even look at it. After saluting the old palace master, she
He sat on the chair next to him.
The old palace master frowned, but did not blame him.
But Mr. Changying here couldn't help it. From the moment the goddess Zi Huan appeared, he couldn't suppress his heart. Such a person should only exist in heaven, how could he miss it?
"Master Changying, I have met the young palace master. I really didn't expect that the young palace master is as beautiful as the legend. No, she is even more charming than the legend. Changying has opened her eyes today." Changying entered.
In front of me, I took the initiative to talk to the goddess Zi Huan, her voice was trembling.
But the goddess Zi Huan said nothing and simply closed her eyes, as if she wanted to ignore it all.
Mr. Changying was stunned for a moment, feeling very embarrassed.
"Changying, what is your identity? It's better to come down quickly and avoid embarrassing yourself." Qingyun snorted coldly, extremely dissatisfied with Changying's actions.
Chang Ying's face changed and he returned angrily.
However, as soon as the eagle came down, Mr. Qingyun walked up.
"Zi Huan, my name is Qingyun, the adopted son of the master of Qianzhang Peak, and your future man, please remember it.
Qingyun's words were extremely domineering and made everyone unhappy.
But the goddess Zi Huan remained silent and closed her eyes tightly, as if she didn't hear.
Qingyun snorted and said to the old palace master: "Palace Master Jiangtian, can we start choosing a bride?"
"It's almost time, activate the formation and prepare to hold a marriage recruitment meeting." Old Man Jiangtian shouted.
"Yes, Palace Master!"
The maids began to move.
Zi Huan Goddess moved her eyebrows, lowered her head and summoned up some soul energy, wrapped her voice with soul power, and said to Long Yue beside her: "Long Yue, has everything been arranged?"
"It's almost done. We will choose a bride later. I will create chaos. Master, please just escape from the back mountain."
"Thank you for your hard work, you can come with me when the time comes." Goddess Zi Huan whispered.
"No, as soon as the master left, the old palace master became furious, and the Goddess Palace lost its face. I have to stay and take the blame to save the face. Master, you will be less stressed."
"Follow me." Goddess Zi Huan's voice was firm and could not be vetoed.
"Without a master, this old disease may have killed Long Yue long ago."
"I won't repeat it again." Goddess Zi Huan said calmly.
Long Yue stopped talking.
At this time, a beam of light shot into the sky.
I saw that the huge formation seal in front of the altar had been activated.
The search for a bride has begun!
"The formation isolates the inside and outside. No matter how fierce the internal fighting is, the outside will not be affected. The formation has been activated, and the marriage recruitment has begun. I wonder which talented person has faced my precious daughter and is willing to fight for her?"
Old Man Jiangtian said with a smile.
"Qingyun is here!"
The moment Old Man Jiangtian finished speaking, Master Qingyun jumped up and fell into the formation.
Changying, who was just about to move, froze when he saw this.
Many people had frozen faces and heavy hearts.
Mr. Qingyun is so impatient?
"Okay! Qianzhang Peak is indeed a place of outstanding people. Mr. Qingyun is even more talented than the first sect. You are worthy of my daughter. I have nothing to say!" Old Man Jiangtian nodded repeatedly. She was very satisfied with Qingyun, both in terms of talent and status.
, and the goddess Zi Huan are a perfect match.
"But I have something to say!"
Zuo Wanfei from Wanjianmen shouted loudly and jumped into the formation.
"Zuo Wanfei?"
Qingyun sneered: "How dare you dare to challenge me?"
"Qingyun, I'm going to use you today to be my stepping stone to the first clan ranking!" Zuo Wanfei shouted, drawing his sword to kill.
"That depends on whether you have the ability!"
Qingyun hummed, his body suddenly spun, soul energy overflowed from his body like clouds, Zuo Wanfei's heavy sword slashed into the soul energy, and it became extremely slow.
"Flying dragon explores the clouds!"
Qingyun shouted, one hand turned into a claw, and it was like a dragon's claw clasping towards Zuo Wanfei's chest.
"Epee Wushuang!"
Zuo Wanfei roared angrily and stabbed the heavy sword towards the ground. The soul energy exploded from the sword body and turned into countless sharp blades that exploded in all directions.
"Tiny trick!" Qingyun was not afraid at all, his steps were fast and he was like a phantom, and he actually shuttled back and forth among the dense air blades.
"Yunying fan Zongbu?"
Someone exclaimed.
Zuo Wanfei was shocked and hurriedly drew his sword to fight, but Qingyun was already close and slammed a claw on his chest, and a large piece of meat was torn off by Qingyun.
Zuo Wanfei let out a cry of pain, but Qingyun did not stop, punching him on the chest again, shattering the soul of the sky. Zuo Wanfei spit out blood from his mouth, fell to the ground, and passed out directly.