A look of solemnity suddenly appeared on Mang Hua and Bao Zuo's faces.
They already know that in the past thirty years, a top dragon-blooded warrior has emerged in Huangze.
Even the heads of the seven major sects are ashamed of themselves, and their strength may be comparable to that of the old god Qingyun of Qingyun Temple.
When the three of them arrived at the door of Sanqing Hall, they did see a young man leaning against the door with a long sword in his arms.
The other party's eyes were sharp, swiping across Su Han and the others like knives.
"What sect and sect do you come from?"
Daojun said calmly.
"I am Yue Buqun, a disciple of the Huashan Sect."
Mang Hua gently brushed his hair and smiled.
"Huashan Sect?"
Master Dao looked Mang Hua up and down, then nodded lightly, "Xiaomen Xiaosect, sit at the back."
Su Han took a look inside and found that the Sanqing Hall was extremely vast and already filled with people from all walks of life.
Sure enough, the stronger the cultivation level, the further forward, and the weaker the cultivation level, the further back.
There are hundreds of sects in Huangze Kingdom, large and small, and I am afraid that they will all come together today.
When Su Han and the others entered the Sanqing Hall, many eyes came to them. Many of them took one look and lost interest, but seven or eight eyes kept staring at Su Han.
Mang Hua and Bao Zuo also saw these seven or eight people. They were also from the Dragon Saint Empire and were the geniuses of the human race from other giant cities.
"They didn't recognize us, but they recognized Su Han."
Bao Zuo glanced at Mang Hua and finally breathed a sigh of relief. At least this proved that his spiritual coins were not in vain.
Su Han smiled and led the two of them to sit next to the seven or eight guys. After sitting down, everyone introduced them tacitly.
"I am Feng Qingyang, a disciple of the Huashan Sect. These two are my junior brothers Yue Buqun and Linghu Chong."
"It turns out to be Brother Feng, whose name I have admired for a long time. I am Lin Qiyang, a disciple of the Donghua Sect."
"Wang Xing of the Mountain Ghost Sect..."
Everyone exchanged their stories with each other.
The Donghua Sect is Donghua City, one of the seven or forty-nine giant cities in the Northern Dragon Saint Empire.
Although the Lin family belongs to Donghua City, their ancestors also have a close relationship with the Su family, and they have a vague vassal relationship.
Shangui Sect is also one of the forty-nine giant cities, Shangui City.
Everyone got to know each other in front of the native warriors of the Wasteland Country. They had no chance to communicate before in the Holy City.
While Lin Qiyang, Wang Xing and others were talking, they looked at Mang Hua and Bao Zuo with rather strange looks.
It was obvious that they were suspicious of their identities, but it was not easy to ask questions at this time, so they all thought it was Su Han's way of deceiving others.
Currently, there is only one known Dragon Blood Warrior in the Sanqing Palace, and the masters of various sects in the world are often looking at Lin You at this moment.
The number one general and grand master of the Huangze Kingdom, commanded millions of cavalry, and was once the registered disciple of the old god Qingyun.
No matter which identity he held, it was enough for people in the world to take a high look, and at the same time, they were in awe of Wu Qilong and Prime Minister Wu in front of Lin You.
When you are hanging around in the martial arts world, you must respect the court. Otherwise, no matter how strong the warrior is, unless he is a great master, he will be wiped out by thousands of troops.
In their eyes, Wu Qilong's identity is much more important than Lin You, and it proves that this martial arts competition is extremely valuable.
If anyone really takes the position of leader of the martial arts alliance, he will reach the sky in one step and command the entire world!
Everyone did not wait for too long, and an old man walked slowly into the Sanqing Hall. This time, Daojun followed him.
Lin You and Wu Qilong also stood up at the same time.
"I have met the old immortal Qingyun."
"I've met Master."
"I've met Prime Minister Wu."
The one who calls the old god is Wu Qilong and many martial artists in the hall, and the one who calls the master is Lin You.
The one who called the Prime Minister was the old man, who was also the master of Qingyun Temple, the old immortal Qingyun.
Countless gazes fell on the old immortal Qingyun. These gazes included admiration, awe, and reverence.
Although Old Immortal Qingyun has rarely taken action over the years, from the fact that the Demon Lord dare not set foot in Qingyun Temple, we can know that Old Immortal Qingyun’s methods are extraordinary!
Many people in the world believe that the best master in the world today should be the old god Qingyun. Even the sword master who has become famous in recent years is not as good as him.
"Everyone, please take a seat, the seven masters will be arriving soon."
The old god Qingyun smiled and sat down at the top.
Wu Qilong and Lin You were sitting on his right side.
This is Qingyun Temple. Even if the emperor comes, the main seat can only be reserved for the old god Qingyun, so no one thinks it is inappropriate.
Lin Qiyang, Wang Xing and others froze slightly after the old god Qingyun entered the temple.
Su Han glanced at them from the corner of his eye and sighed secretly in his heart.
Everyone thought that the old god Qingyun was the strongest dragon-blooded warrior in the palace, but in fact, Wu Qilong, the humble Wu Qilong, was the strongest in the palace.
The energy and blood in the body of the old god Qingyun were exhausted. If they really wanted to fight, they could only be ranked third. The second was the sword master.
If he didn't know the details and all the geniuses from the giant cities came to kill him, the ten dragon-blooded warriors who were ambushing in another room might not need to take action, and the geniuses from the giant cities would be defeated.
About a dozen breaths later, the heads of the seven most famous sects in Huangze came together, each accompanied by more than ten people.
Many masters who have practiced martial arts for decades feel that the followers of these masters are much better than them.
The martial arts inheritance in Huangze is too weak. Without blood stones, it is difficult to even produce an innate person. Therefore, the top masters in the world are usually fetal breath.
This is not the case for dragon-blooded warriors who obtain blood stones. They obtain the inheritance of martial arts and martial arts from the blood stones, and therefore can cultivate extremely powerful disciples.
This is like the realm of Chu, He and Han, with clear distinctions. The gap between ordinary warriors and dragon-blooded warriors is too obvious.
"Huh? Where is Taichangmen? Why didn't senior Taichang come?"
Everyone felt a little strange.
Six of the seven major sects came, but the Taichangmen did not come...
"It seems that before I came here, I heard that Senior Taichang had joined forces with several other new Grand Masters to besiege the Demon Lord. Could it be that..."
"No way, senior Taichang will also fail?"
Seeing that there was a lot of discussion below, after the six people greeted Wu Qilong and Old Immortal Qingyun and sat down, Old Immortal Qingyun slowly smiled and said.
"Taichang did go to find the Demon Lord, but in this battle, Taichang was defeated. He told me that he would not participate in this martial arts competition and would enter a state of solitary confinement."
"hiss……"
Everyone took a breath of cold air and locked themselves into death. Doesn't that mean that from now on, the leader of Taichang will never appear in the world again?
"Senior Taichang is also a great master with many years of experience. This time he led people to surround the Demon Lord. Could it be possible that he encountered dozens of Demon Lords? Otherwise, how could he be defeated?" Master Dao suddenly said.