"Haha, this time our Feng clan has such an outstanding world as [Li Wu]. It is hopeful that we will win the championship at the All Souls Conference!"
"Hey~~ Old guy, you forgot, Xiao Wu, but it gave itself a special name called [Li Yunfeng], it wants to stand on the highest peak of our Yi Yuntian!"
"Ah, yes, yes, right, Li Yunfeng, hahaha, what a good name! Yunfeng will definitely be the hope of our Feng clan, and the future may be able to compete with the [Feng 11] patriarch!"
Ha ha!
The old people below are already immersed in the imagination of the Feng Clan's bright future, and not far from the competition, on the branches of the rocks, there are a group of chirping little female phoenixes and little female Qingluan.
Don’t see that they can’t make the expressions of human nympho, but the crazy attitude of the young girls in the face of male gods is regardless of race. Just when Li Yunfeng appeared proudly in the air, these little ones The mother finches suddenly screamed as if they had been beaten up with chicken blood.
"Brother Li! Brother Li! Look here and see here, I am [Li one hundred and fifty-six]! I must lay eggs with you in my life!"
The little mother queer seems to be crazy.
"Yunfeng! Yunfeng! The pinnacle of the Feng clan! Brother Yunfeng, we will always take you as an example!!"
Even the young male phoenix, Xiong Qingluan, did not want those who worshipped from Yunfeng, shouting slogans all below, cheering for the idol in his heart.
In the air.
"Hehe, the popularity of the big brother really makes the younger brother envious!" Qingluan [Qingsan] flew to Huofeng's side with a smile, although his mouth was envious, but his eyes were full of worship and respect.
Some people are destined to be looked up upon by others. Any jealousy and jealousy that reaches the near-perfect Li Yunfeng will turn into a kind of embarrassing filthy smoke and dust, and disappear without a trace.
"Brother, now that the opening of the All Souls Convention is imminent, how can I be complacent because of this small success? Only by winning the first place for the Feng Clan, and even obtaining the magical powers of the female emperor, will it be worthwhile Some cultivation for us!"
Look, what is enlightenment.
The old men below from Yunfeng's words burst into tears, this child is too sensible.
And those nymphomaniac young birds nodded vigorously, wishing to engrave the Feng Clan's words as a golden rule forever in their minds.
"Ha, Brother Li taught that Qing San was taught." Qing San slowly landed with Li Yunfeng, and suddenly the two seemed to think of something, and looked at the elders next to them:
"Elder, didn't the two patriarchs go to meet the guests of the Bifang clan? Why haven't they returned?"
"Maybe something has been delayed." The elders were polite to Li Yunfeng. They did not dare to hold the elder's shelf. As they were talking, they saw a flash of aura in the distance, and there was a brigade. The people and horses have rushed over.
"Isn't this coming?" An elder Qingluan greeted him with a smile, but before he took two steps, he heard a loud announcement from the team in the distance.
"Everyone listens to the order. The selection competition within our Feng clan will be held ahead of schedule. Go and summon young people who are preparing to participate in the competition to gather at [Fengming Terrace]!
Ah
what's the situation
Everyone was taken aback, not knowing what happened.
It stands to reason that the internal competition should be held three days later. Today is just the day when the Bifang people came to report, but why did it suddenly advance
Everyone looked suspiciously at the majestic elder in the red robe in the team, who was the current patriarch of the Feng clan, the legendary myth of the Feng clan, and the peerless powerhouse Feng 11 who had entered the Temple of the Empress.
"Why do you want to play early?"
Several elders looked at the patriarch of the Qingluan clan who was also forced to walk over, and blinked and asked with voice transmission.
"I don't know the old man!" Clan Chief Qingluan shook his head and said: "The British clan chief of the Bifang clan went to have a close talk with the old clan Feng, and the game started ahead of schedule. It seems that the Bifang clan has made some fancy …"
Bifang
Everyone was surprised.
For a long time, the Bifang clan has been regarded as the weakest among the Feng clan, not to mention being on par with the Feng clan, even the Qingluan clan can surpass them, how can this time be able to make the legendary strong? Feng Shi] The patriarch changed his plan
Everyone was puzzled and confused, but they followed the instructions of the patriarch. The fire and phoenix clan was very efficient, and quickly put everything in order on the Fengming stage. The players entered the stage one after another, and the big men took their seats. The little guys who had come over to cheer for Li Yunfeng directly walked onto the stands and became the excited audience today.
On the subjective stage, headed by the old patriarch of Feng eleven, the two patriarchs of Bifang and Qingluan were sitting on both sides, and several comfortable bird nests showed the power and luxury of the three veins of the Feng family. .
Hmm... Bird's nest can also be luxurious.
Dozens of powerful sacred birds were sitting behind the three patriarchs, and their expressions were still full of curiosity and suspicion. They didn’t know what touched the respected old patriarch, but they wanted to listen to Feng Shi’s face. The color was calm and solemn, and there was no intention to talk to everyone at all, so they gave up.
However, driven by strong curiosity, everyone still turned their attention to the young sacred birds standing in the line below. Could it be that... What amazing talents did the Bifang clan produce this year
The answer is unknown.
And the big comparison within the Feng clan unfolded in this somewhat suspenseful atmosphere.
As an elder Huofeng walked to the front of the stage with a standard'Phoenix Step', he made a clear announcement that thousands of spirited sacred birds on the Fengming stage stood up.
"Next, I announce the selection rules for this competition!" Elder Huofeng said majesticly: "In this competition, representatives of the three races will participate in the competition, a total of 1,233... The competition is the same as the previous one. The melee system is limited to two hours, and then the elders of the three clans will select the final team of 100 players through melee performance!"
easy to understand.
The melee is the best way to reflect the strength of a person, and it can also examine the prestige and popularity of a player, and the final comprehensive assessment avoids the regret that the strong collision leads to the elimination of the master. This kind of rule is really in line with the sacred animal family. Direct character.
And after the elder Huofeng made the announcement, the internal competition of the Feng Clan's Three Vessels officially began, and all the audience stared at the more than 1,000 war-torn sacred birds on the Fengming stage.
Soon, the stage was full of enthusiasm. Every young sacred bird naturally wanted to get the opportunity to participate in the event. If he could win a sacred fruit for himself, it would be the magical power of thousands of years of penance, so he fought. At the very beginning, it entered a white-hot state. Everyone showed their magical powers, and the stream of light was brilliant, turning the entire battlefield into a colorful ocean.
But there is only one place, like a sand island in the sea, calm and without waves.
A hundred meters away from Yunfeng, no one approaches.
It is like a god who is detached from the entire battlefield. It is independent from the world and is for people to look up to. Every god bird who competes has already known in his heart that the son of the Feng clan is undoubtedly the one of their grand meeting. The leader of the team, the Qing Luan next to him is Li Yunfeng's confidant general. With these two team leaders, the glory of the Feng Clan is just around the corner, and who will come to find their mold with water in their heads
Isn't it boring to ask for it
And Li Yunfeng and Qing San did not have any surprises about this scene, everything should be like this, and no one in the entire Feng Clan is qualified to challenge their leadership status.
Even these two sacred birds can leisurely comment on the battle of the birds on the spot.
"Brother Li, look, this year's Feng Clan's Tianjiao has made considerable progress compared to the previous one. This is inseparable from your usual strict supervision, ha ha."
"Not enough!" Li Yunfeng will always look like he is in charge of him: "If you want to win in the All Souls Conference, everyone's strength must be improved by at least 30% before they can hope to go with the Kunpeng clan. Those guys competed."
"It's definitely not a problem if you are with you."
"I also have this confidence." Li Yunfeng is not modest at all.
And when the two looked down on the battlefield with back hands, suddenly Qing San seemed to have discovered something:
"Huh? Strange, why don't you see Xiongjiu and Xiongshi 13 of the Bifang clan?"
"Do you mean the two so-called Bifang geniuses?" The feathers on Li Yunfeng's face flicked slightly, and there was no slight fluctuation in his tone.
"Yeah! I heard the elders say that the two of them have been in retreat for tens of thousands of years, but they have cultivated some magical powers, and they are waiting to appear in the competition. Why don't you see any movement?"
"Huh! Young people are very arrogant when they haven't seen the world before. No matter if they come, you will teach them for your brother, so that they can regain their spirits, otherwise they will inevitably be defeated in the All Souls Conference !"
"I mean it too, haha."
The two of them did not put the genius of the Bi Fang clan in their eyes at all, and said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, and just as their words fell, there was a commotion in the crowd on the battlefield over there, and then the chaotic battlefield was divided from the middle. Out of a passage, a group of menacing red Bi Fang came across from the opposite side. There were about seven or eight people, and the head was the genius of the Bi Fang tribe among Li Yunfeng and Qingsankou.
Er Ya, Mao Dan!
…
Ho.
Somehow, when I saw the two little guys of the Bifang clan this time, the aura was obviously different.
They shuttled from the chaotic battlefield, they should have been a bit of fighting anger, but the two little Bifangs walking in front were neatly not even half of the hair messed up, and the powerful aura seemed to form an invisible around them. The coercion actually caused no one around to come over to ask for a fight, and passed through the battlefield unscathed to the two of Li Yunfeng.
"Hehe, it seems that our two Bifang little guys have really developed their skills!"
That Qingluan Tianjiao Qingsan couldn't feel the momentum of the visitor. With a slight curl of the turquoise bird's beak, he immediately walked half a step forward and was already standing in front of Li Yunfeng.
This is to meet the enemy.