Chapter 414

Her full name is Jiang nianyi. She is a disciple entrusted by a powerful Protoss many years ago. She worshipped in the name of Penglai xianzun.

In addition to Su Tianpeng, his status is basically unmatched.

Moreover, Penglai xianzun showed great care for this only disciple and attached great importance to him.

At the moment his words fall, Jiang nianyi can only slightly nod, agree.

No matter what degree of tianjiaoshao clan leader is born within the 100 ethnic groups, it can't be compared with Su Tianpeng at all.

Since Su Tianpeng is known as the little emperor, just this name has already overwhelmed countless young children in Taixu.

What is a young emperor?

As soon as he was born, the blood of the emperor was flowing in his body. He stood on the shoulders of the giant. His talent was outstanding from ancient times, and his son inherited his father's generation completely.

How excellent the ancestors are, how excellent the young emperor is, the living super immortal second generation.

This is the role of blood. In the world of Taixu, it is more incisively and vividly reflected.

No matter how lucky the children of poor families have been, and how hard they have worked to surpass ordinary people, they can't compare with Shaodi at all.

Of course, there's no need to be jealous. After all, the ancestors of the young emperor have been fighting for many eras, and it's not someone else's generation that can catch up.

What's more, Su Tianpeng has practiced for hundreds of thousands of years!

He has already detached himself from the realm of God and reached the level of quasi Immortal Emperor!

For such a long time, he stood on the top of Penglai, witnessing the growth of hundreds of ethnic groups, but he was very lonely in his heart, because he was really invincible and had no rival.

At the end of the ceremony, the outstanding young clan leader would compete with him.

But some regrets are that Su Tianpeng always feels boring and boring, without any challenge.

This time, the immortal Scripture was coming, and he finally felt completely bored.

"Take a look and go back."

Su Tianpeng looked down, his eyelids were very indifferent.

With the passage of time, the opening and closing of a large number of teams in the sky have all fallen in a large basin outside Penglai Fairy Island.

From the sky, it's dark.

The position occupied by each tribe is obvious and divided.

The green eyed white dragon stayed at the outer edge of the island, and Chen Yuan led the people to stand in a corner of the basin.

In his sight, this vast and boundless territory is enough to accommodate 100000 people, and its scale and landscape are almost the same as those of the heaven in the previous life.

There are clouds and mists around, peaks stand up, white jade stones cover every corner, and there are silver iron pillars standing high.

More than 200 tribes are scattered, not crowded at all.

In the center of the basin, there are ten challenge arenas, each of which has its own boundary.

Look at its fluctuations, it seems to be able to withstand all the forces under the quasi Immortal Emperor!

"It's really a fairyland in Penglai. Just like this, it's already worth a lot of money, far more than many outside forces can match."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly.

"My lord..."

All of a sudden, the head of Yuanxian clan came over timidly and glanced in the other direction of the basin.

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at them directly. Then he found that he was looking at them coldly.

"Maixiang tribe..."

The corners of Chen Yuan's mouth hang a touch of radian. Among those people, he also saw the middle-aged man and the strange woman before him.

But their status is very low, and their position is very humble.

The people staring at him seemed to be the high-level of Maixiang tribe, and the appearance of their holy clothes was undoubtedly da man Tian.

In addition, there are many old people sitting cross legged, eyes closed, breath did not reveal outside, but the obvious strength is quite good.

Next to these old people, there is a boy with bronze skin who is held by the stars.

He also closed his eyes and adjusted the fluctuation in his body. Not surprisingly, he was the head of the Maixiang tribe.

"My Lord, Maixiang tribe got a good result in the 96th place in the last immortal ceremony, and the boy even ranked in the top 50 of the 100 ethnic groups."

"This time they must be aiming at our Yuanxian tribe!" The head of Yuanxian clan made a sound again, but there was no previous timidity.

After all, with the support of Chen Yuan and the previous picture of yuliancheng drinking back to Longyi da man Tian, everything is not worrying.

"Don't worry about them." Chen Yuan opened his mouth lightly and drew back his eyes.

But the Maixiang tribe's several big man days are still reluctant, always staring at Chen Yuan here.

In the waiting time, it seems that all the tribes who came to participate in the immortal ceremony have already arrived.

Then a large number of fairies floated down from the peak hall and landed on the cloud watching platform. There was some commotion in the field. The woman in the head was wearing a veil, and her breath was extraordinary."There are seven emperors and daughters in Penglai. Every time Su bingdie, who ranks the seventh, is in charge of the immortal ceremony. This time, there is still no accident."

Whispers came from the surrounding tribal groups.

But soon, the whole audience fell into silence.

Su Bing butterfly sits on the cloud platform, and her eyes are as ancient as a spring.

After looking at it, a voice like ice spirit came out directly: "today, there are hundreds of people standing in the forest to welcome the ceremony of immortal ceremony. I su bingdie welcome you all."

"Business as usual, there is no change in the rules, will be a incense after the draw, the distribution of 100 ethnic groups against the war."

"Each clan can have three junior players and three senior players. You can decide the order of playing. The rule is that the winner is the one who stands at the end of the arena."

"There are ten challenge arenas here, so there are still only ten winning tribes, but those who enter the peak hall to seek fortune can only be born among the ten winning tribes."

"In addition, the ranking of Xiandian will affect the level of your tribal status and the amount of Xiandao resources you get in the future."

"If you have no objection, the draw will take place after a stick of incense."

Su bingdie's words reverberated throughout the whole basin. Although they were gentle and revealed ethereal meaning, no one would question her terrible power hidden in her body.

There was no exception, no objection.

After burning incense, all the current clan heads of the tribes began to draw lots to select the arena.

This process is very smooth, Chen Yuan also closed his eyes to rest a little, but when Su bingdie announced the results, Chen Yuan obviously heard the front viewing platform, heard a lot of air-conditioning inverted sound absorption.

It seems that I can't believe the result.

When the head of Yuanxian clan came back with the signature, his face turned pale.

"What happened?" Chen Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

"My Lord, I'm a bit out of luck. I've drawn a lot. According to the results announced by the empress, we've met six of the top ten tribes!"

Yuanxian patriarch's words trembled, holding the stick tightly, even more shivering.

Chen Yuan saw it, the corners of his mouth suddenly smile, looking to the side of the very clever sky.

"It's your turn to perform."