Cangzhou, Ziyinzong, inside the main hall of the sect, Yang Ye sat on the vice seat with a sad expression, stomping his feet with anger from time to time!
In the center of his left, on the white bronze chair, an elderly man has a serious face and sighs slightly from time to time.
And the realm of this old man is the spiritual map realm and he half-stepped into the spiritual seal realm, his aura is so strong.
"Yang Ye, I've been there a few times, can't you still get it?"
The old man solemnly said.
"Oh!" Yang Ye thumped his chair with anger, and spread his hands helplessly: "Sect Master, you can't blame me, it is indeed the ancestral formation of Luoshen Mansion. He is too powerful, and I want to kill him soon! Me too! You have to have this ability!"
Sovereign He Gu frowned upon hearing this, "You mean, do you want me to do it myself?"
Yang Ye hurriedly smiled: "No, no, no, you are wrong, Sect Master, how can your subordinates let you do it yourself, but please also ask Sect Master to give me the key to the treasure house. Subordinates will take out the weapons and fight him to the death! "
He Gu wrinkled his brows deeper when he heard the words, and immediately began to hesitate: "The killing weapon has not been used for more than ten years. Are you sure to use it against the enemy?"
Yang Ye clasped his fists and bowed, and solemnly said: "Please rest assured that there is a killing weapon, I will be able to take the head of the Luotian item! As long as Luotian dies, they will not have any foundation to activate the formation. At that time, the Luoshen Mansion will definitely Destroy!"
He Gu's complexion was a bit heavy. Although he was old, his brows and eyes were a bit shrewd, otherwise he would not become the lord of a sect.
He was still a little worried when he gave Yang Ye the treasure of the town sect of Killing Weapons.
But with Yang Ye's determined look, he couldn't see any deception. How should he decide.
When he was hesitating, an elder walked in from outside the hall with an invitation sticker in his hand.
The elder entered the hall, knelt down immediately, and said in a condensed voice: "Sect Master, this is the Lizhou Dan Formation Sect. The invitation posted, invites my Sect to go to the Danwu Conference!"
"What? The Danwu Conference?" He Gu and Yang Ye were taken aback for an instant.
Immediately, He Gu frowned and said: "You have to make it clear, isn't the Danwu Conference held every five years? Now the time has not come, how could it be held suddenly?"
And this elder said firmly: "The specific reason is not known to the subordinates, but it is true!"
"Are you sure?" Yang Ye's eyes were cold, his eyes widened, and he said coldly.
The elder and Yang Ye looked at each other, and suddenly felt a little frustrated, but he soon said solemnly: "Subordinates are sure! This news has spread throughout the entire continent!"
Finally, Yang Ye was taken aback slightly, and his coldness was reduced, and he became silent.
He Gu asked, "When will this Danwu Conference begin?"
"Nine days from now!" The elder said solemnly.
He Gu pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "The matter of destroying Luoshen's Mansion will be put aside for the time being, and the order will be passed down, and inform the elders, inner sects, and disciples of this sect, so that they will be prepared."
"Understand!" The elder got up immediately, went out immediately, and began to announce the news.
Ziyinzong is composed of Yanwu Hall, Wuxue Hall, Ziyin Tower, and Arena.
At this moment, in the seventh space of the Ziyin Pagoda, a clear-eyed young man in white, holding a sharp blade in his forehand, quickly strangling the virtual beasts in front of him with lightning speed. The strength of the virtual beasts was at the second-level peak, but in the hands of this young man, none of them could go through three rounds, and they were slashed one after another.
This young man was exactly the newly promoted disciple of Ziyinzong nine months ago, with a prefecture-level bloodline, and he was promoted to become a core disciple within three months of entering the sect.
His name is Yin Liufeng.
When Yin Liufeng was carrying out the tower-breaking trial, outside the tower also attracted the attention of a group of disciples and elders.
"This Yin Liufeng is really amazing! When he first entered the sect, it was only in the middle of the Aura realm, and now he has soared to the peak of the Aura realm. This is not over. It is said that he can fight against the strong in the early stage of the Aura. He hasn't lost for a hundred rounds, he really deserves to be someone with an earth-level bloodline!"
A young man held his arms and couldn't help sighing. He is also a disciple of Ziyinzong. He has been a beginner for a few years, and he has just broken through the agile realm at the age of 21. The difference between this and Yin Liufeng is not even a star or a half.
Therefore, many people present showed envy and only hated them for not having such talent.
In the crowd, an elderly man, whose strength is the perfection of agility, stared at the Ziyin Pagoda, his eyes were very pleased and proud.
At this moment, in the entire Ziyin Pagoda, only the seventh floor exudes fluorescent light, which also means that there is only Yin Liufeng in the tower.
This spot of light got higher and higher, and finally suddenly broke through the space on the seventh floor and stepped directly into the eighth floor. At this moment, the audience was boiling, and everyone began to cheer!
"Damn! It's awesome! The eighth floor has evened the record of the third-generation suzerain!"
The crowd was in an uproar, with some red eyes, and they were very envious.
The Ziyin Pagoda has ten floors, and the eighth to tenth floors have not been rushed through for decades. Yin Liufeng's move will surely cause a shock!
"Haha..." The old man stroked his beard and laughed and said with relief: "Okay! What a Yin Liufeng! My Ziyin Sect has fallen for decades, and finally a good seedling has emerged. From then on, my Ziyin Sect The ranking in the Blue Wind Continent will sooner or later be promoted because of the appearance of this kid!"
And when everyone was showing all kinds of envy, a wonderful girl stood in front of her with a sword, her cold eyes staring at the situation of the Ziyin Pagoda intently.
At this moment, when she learned that Yin Liufeng had already rushed into the eighth floor, her cold expression could no longer be maintained, and her face suddenly became full of spring breeze, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, she involuntarily covered her mouth and chuckled. Full of shy gestures.
She held her head high, and in her eyes, there was a kind of arrogance of a superior, this enchanting teenager in the tower, but her fiance!
Her own talent is no longer weak, with a human-level bloodline and only five disciples in the entire Ziyin Sect. Therefore, her talent is enough to rank among the best in the Ziyin Sect.
But all the auras were taken away by Yin Liufeng, but so what? This is her future husband, she is proud enough to be able to marry such a peerless genius, what else is she dissatisfied with
At the same time, she involuntarily thought of another person in her mind. That trash was a wicked evil since she was a child, but later became a trash, but suddenly recovered a year ago, but the most proud bloodline in her body disappeared. It's really a bumpy ride.
When she thought of that stern figure, she couldn't help but sighed slightly. If that kid's talent has always been there, it would be great.
However, she quickly returned to calm, but a cold light flashed in her eyes.
If there is nothing, if it is abolished, it is abolished. Even if you regain your talent and have no blood, how far can you go
Besides, for Luo Xingchen, Song Qingyue has accumulated a grievance from beginning to end.
She was very sensible when she was five years old. At that time, she knew that she could get glory by relying on Luo Xingchen. So she tried hard to please and approach, but it was a pity that Luo Xingchen always ignored her.
At the time of retiring, this guy, as a useless person, did not hesitate to quit and retired. This hurt Song Qingyue's self-esteem a bit. Isn't she in Luo Xingchen's eyes so worth keeping
"Crack!" Song Qingyue's gaze suddenly became cold and sharp when she squeezed the jade fist.
Then, she smiled coldly, showing an arrogant posture, and secretly said: Luo Xingchen, you have been abandoned by me, you are not qualified to be compared with me anymore. In your life, even if your talent is restored, you can only be controlled by me and your husband. Step on your feet!
"Whoo!"
A beam of light flashed within the eighth-story tower, and was immediately transmitted out of the tower. Yin Liufeng's figure fell to the ground in an instant.
This year has passed, his appearance has become a lot taller and handsome, and between his eyebrows, he has become more arrogant.
However, he also has the qualifications to be proud, and even the Sect Master of Zi Yinzong has to admit that this kid really received it right.
After landing, the cold Song Qingyue suddenly turned into a sweet smiling face. Under the eyes of everyone, she took a light pace and trot all the way, instantly plunged into Yin Liufeng's arms, and said softly: "Brother Feng, you are awesome!"
Everyone suddenly rushed up together, praising Yin Liufeng with all the words they could think of!
"Brother Yin, you are truly a god descending to the earth, you are unparalleled in the world!"
"Junior Brother Yin, amazing, you can definitely compare with the previous sect masters!"
"I think Brother Yin, you can break through the Spirit Seal Realm, or even the Spirit Abyss, sooner or later, that's all right!"
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Yin Liufeng raised his mouth and closed his eyes quietly. Hearing these words of praise, his heart was naturally extremely proud, and he immediately accepted all the praises with peace of mind.
At this moment, bathed in the halo, he is the darling of heaven! The beauty is in her arms, the warm feeling is really refreshing.
Yin Liufeng grabbed Song Qingyue's waist smoothly, and the two were in close contact with each other in the crowd.
Although many people are drooling and even jealous, but they have nothing to say, no way, who puts Yin Liufeng's talent and strength there! If anyone provokes him, it's really tired of life.
For a long time, a certain spiritual figure realm, in front of everyone, began to announce that the Danwu Conference was about to be held.
Suddenly, the crowd boiled, and everyone was shocked.
Some of them are excited, some are lost, because not everyone can participate in the Danwu Conference.
At least, it must have outstanding talent in one of the alchemy, the formation, and the martial arts.
Of course, in the Blue Wind Continent, there are very few alchemists and formation wizards. Therefore, martial arts has become the most interesting item in each pill martial arts conference.
After the elder announced the news of the Danwu Conference, he immediately added a post. Those older than twenty-four years old and lower than the peak of the spiritual energy realm had no chance to participate.
This condition immediately killed the dreams in many people's hearts. Obviously, they did not meet the conditions regardless of their talent or strength.
Among the people, Shu Yin Liufeng heard the news, and his emotions did not fluctuate much.
He just brightened his eyes, smiled slightly, and muttered: "Interesting, can I finally see the geniuses of the entire continent?"
His expression was arrogant and wary.
Perhaps, in Yin Liufeng's heart, the Danwu Conference is a great opportunity for him to show his prowess!
However, at the Danwu Conference, it seemed that it was not so simple to greet him...