Chapter 776： Friendship

"Longmen!"

The faint voice resounded through the fairy platform, and Wang Xian flew over with Guan Shuqing and Ao Jian.

"Longmen!"

At this moment, the great immortal gods who have come to the immortal platform looked over.

Dragon Gate and Dragon King, a very special force for all fairy gates.

is not born in the world of Bading, nor is it a long-standing immortal gate, but a hegemon in the past.

However, this overlord who was initially ignored by them has terrifying strength.

There are at least three immortals, two of them may be middle-rank immortals, and there are fifty or sixty strong infants.

Only this top combat power can defeat most of the immortals.

Dozens of gazes came, Wang Xian's gaze swept over everyone on the stage, with a smile on his face.

"Huang Tian Xianmen, Ling Xiao, happy meeting!"

A middle-aged man glanced over the three Wang Xian and finally fell on him, arching his hands with a smile on his face.

"Wang Xian, happy meeting!"

Wang Xian smiled and arched his hands, Ling Xiao, Feng Lingtian's father, but what made him a little puzzled was how Feng Lingtian and Ling Xiao weren't the same surnames, naturally he didn't ask too curiously.

"Dragon King!"

Mu Lao and Hua Empress, who were born in the fairy gate, walked to Wang Xian's side with a smile, and said hello with a smile.

"Dragon King!"

Puppet fairy gate and Mingwang fairy gate each came with three fairy gods, smiling across their faces to greet them.

"Old Mu, Queen of Flowers, everyone!"

Wang Xian nodded friendly. Generally speaking, these immortals were friendly with him.

Especially Tianshengxianmen and Huangtianxianmen.

"Famous is not as good as meeting, the dragon king has achieved the position of the fairy **** in his twenties, as dazzling as the bright sky!"

An old man of the Xuanyuan clan wearing yellow clothes walked over slowly, looking at Wang Xian, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Haha, Liao praised it. Speaking of, I would like to thank the Xuanyuan clan for the invitation to my Longmen!"

Wang Xian laughed, looked at the old man, his heart lied slightly.

His strength should be what Xuanyuan Fenghua said was the superior elder of the Xuanyuan clan, the superior immortal.

"Longmen has this strength and qualification!"

The old man smiled all over his face.

"Hehe, young hero!"

Just then, there was a faint sarcasm from the side.

Wang Xian raised his eyebrows and looked around.

In the 　　 field, all the fairy gates have basically arrived, and the Tiansheng fairy gate, the Huangtian fairy gate, the puppet fairy gate and the Mingwang fairy gate basically remain friendly.

But there are some people who have a slightly cold eye.

The six immortals who came to the Holy Medicine Fairy Gate and the Holy Medicine Fairy Gate this time, among them the old man in the green robe that they met last time.

In addition, an old man in Hunyuan Immortal Gate was obviously full of murderous intent.

As for the Ice God clan that exudes the meaning of ice, the Lei clan that contains the terrifying thunder light in his body is not very friendly.

The immortal gods of Yongchang Immortal Gate, Zhanxian Dao and Dahong Immortal Gate looked at him slightly complicated.

The rest of the fairy gates are curious.

In the 　　 field, there are still several forces that are obviously in a hostile state.

It was the old man in the green robe of the Holy Medicine Immortal Gate who spoke. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at him.

Wang Xian looked at the old man in green robe, with a cold color on his face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "Naturally, you can't compare it!"

"Haha, good, courageous!"

The old man in the green robe laughed coldly when he heard Wang Xian's words, and the emerald green light flickered on his body.

"Naturally have courage!"

On the side of 　　, Guan Shuqing took Wang Xian's arm with a smile on his face, staring at the old man in Qingpao tit-for-tat, with flames in his eyes.

The old man in the green robe turned his eyes to Guan Shuqing, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

"Dragon King, block my Hunyuan Fairy Gate City Gate, kill my Hunyuan Fairy Gate elders and disciples, we have taken down this grudge!"

At this time, the elder of Hunyuan Immortal Gate stared at Wang Xian with murderous intent in his eyes.

"How about blocking your fairy gate and killing your elders and disciples? The gate is closed for four days, it's just a joke among all the fairy gates!"

Before Wang Xian could speak, Ling Xiao stared at the elder of Hunyuan Xianmen Taishang, and directed towards Tao.

"Well everyone, today is the day of the Fairy Disciple Competition, let go of your grievances for the time being!"

The old man of the Xuanyuan clan saw the solidified atmosphere around him, chuckled, his aura slowly charged.

Just now, with the momentum of the entire Xian Shentai, even a half-step strong immortal **** standing here would feel his breath freeze.

The strength of the old man was terrifying, and all his aura vanished with just one charge.

"The disciple contest is about to begin. You first give us the rewards, grievances, and hand them to the disciples. As the gods, we are forbidden to shoot. You should also know the Dragon King and the gods agreement!"

An old man of the Yuwen clan walked to the side of the Xuanyuan clan old man, echoing his words and said.

He didn't want to say the last sentence, but looking at the dragon king's vigor and tit-for-tat confrontation with several great immortals, he had to remind him based on previous information.

"Naturally know!"

Wang Xian smiled faintly, and with a wave of his arm, a thirteenth-level spirit sword appeared in his hand: "First put a thirteenth-level spirit weapon here, and finally tailor it!"

"Dragon King, your rewards are considered the most precious among the 21 fairy gates!"

The old man of the Yuwen clan took the spirit sword and said with a smile.

Wangxian smiled carelessly, and looked at the puppet fairy gate and the Mingwang fairy gate: "If you want to build a thirteen-level spiritual weapon, you can come to me!"

"Good Dragon King, we will transfer to it!"

The immortals nodded, looked at Guan Shuqing who was aside, and was slightly surprised.

In the introduction of the two brothers, Feng Mo and Feng Sha, there were no female gods who had entered Yu Ding.

Now there is another middle-ranked female fairy next to the Dragon King.

This dragon gate is stronger than imagined, and they can't help but rejoice again that they didn't fight to the point of fighting.

"In that case, let's go to the battlefield!"

The old man of the Xuanyuan clan, holding all the reward items in his hand, glanced around the circle, and said lightly.

"Let's go then!"

The celestial gods nodded, their bodies moved, carrying the power of the celestial gods, and flying towards the battlefield as if they were descending from the sky.

"go!"

Wang Xian said towards Guan Shuqing and Ao Jian, the three of them walked away from the sky.

At this moment, in the Xuanyuan clan battle field, the battle field is circular, with a total of 22 platforms.

Except for one platform representing Sanpai, all other platforms are Xianmen disciples.

On the twenty-two platforms, there are already densely packed with immortal disciples.

There are at least four to five hundred people in each fairy gate, and thousands of people.

In the center of the twenty-two platforms, there are huge arenas, each of which has a radius of one thousand meters, and is shrouded in blue energy.

This ring seems to be only a kilometer, but in fact it has a radius of four to five kilometers, but it appears to be only a kilometer in an array by the Yuwen clan.

(End of this chapter)