Three days, in the blink of an eye.
Under the entire Xianxuanzong Mountain, giant beasts came one after another, and birds descended from the sky.
Countless gods cover the sky, and the clouds are shining.
The eight young masters and the Southern Xinjiang Tianjiao gathered here, and a grand event was about to kick off.
On the fourth day, Xianxuanzongmen suddenly heard a loud noise.
"Have you heard? The Young Master of the Qingyang Ministry has also come."
"Oh? Are you talking about the evildoer Qingyu from the Qingyang Ministry?"
"Yes, it's him! This guy has been missing for five years. I didn't expect him to come this time too! Moreover, it seems that he has something to do with a female disciple named Feng Ruge of Seventh Peak."
"It's just a rubbish, the tribe has been wiped out, what's so good about it."
"I heard that he went up the mountain this time for a promise made a few years ago!!"
"Oh? Is it so interesting? Walk around and have a look."
On the mountain road, many Nanjiang Tianjiao gathered together and talked in whispers.
"A waste? A young master? A promise a few years ago?"
At this moment, before the mountaintop hall, Ling Xiao stood with his hand held in hand, and a smile suddenly burst out from the corner of his mouth.
Let me just say, this southern Xinjiang is so chaotic, how can there be no destiny?
This Qing Yu's life experience is extremely miserable at first.
Coupled with the sarcasm on the faces of the dragon sleeves, this person is 80% of luck.
and! !
Isn't it a pact that the man of destiny likes to set up?
interesting.
Ling Xiao stepped forward, and his figure disappeared instantly.
At the same time, the seventh peak.
A plainly dressed young man walked slowly with a touch of perseverance on his face.
His name is Qing Yu, who was originally the young master of the Qingyang Tribe. He was born noble. On the day of his birth, he had cited nine stars and a thousand miles of visions. He was recognized as the proud son of heaven in southern Xinjiang.
But later, the Qingyang Tribe was slaughtered by the Sea Clan, and fell overnight, and another one replaced the Eight Tribe.
And Qing Yu was also abolished Danhai during the war, and became a waste known to all people in southern Xinjiang.
The Qingyang Tribe was banished to the land south of southern Xinjiang, and lived in the world.
Probably, the brighter the star, the more attention will be drawn when it falls.
If you ask who is the strongest evildoer in Southern Xinjiang, everyone in the world has their own answers.
But if you say who is the young master of the most abolished tribe in southern Xinjiang, the name of Qing Yu bears the brunt.
Originally, this young master Qingyang had a childhood sweetheart cousin, and the marriage contract between the two was made by the parents.
The cousin has a pitiful life experience. She has lost her clan since she was a child and has been taken care of by the Qingyu clan.
But one day, this cousin suddenly disappeared, and cut off the contact with the Qingyang Ministry, only a letter came and she retired.
At the beginning, Qing Yu was still young, and only thought that his cousin had become an abolitionist, and only then had the idea of divorcing him.
Although the move was ruthless and hurtful, Qing Yu understood her.
But later, he only learned from his father that his cousin actually worshipped Xuanxuanzong and became the first disciple of Seventh Peak.
You are merciless to me, I don't blame you.
But why, when the Qingyang Tribe was slaughtered by the Demon Sect strong, I repeatedly sent letters asking for help, but you were indifferent?
Without my Qingyang Department, you Feng Ruge would have died in the hands of the monsters long ago! !
But, why can you watch the clansmen being slaughtered, and your father being killed, indifferent! ! !
I said that sooner or later, I will board Xianxuanzong and personally ask you for an explanation.
Now I am coming.
"Huh? Who are you?"
In front of the main hall, Chen Qingshan sat cross-legged, pinching the tactics with both hands, trying to get in touch with a long golden stick in front of him.
He didn't look up until the sound of footsteps in front of him, and his face suddenly showed a look of caution.
"Is Feng Ruge there?"
Qing Yu's eyes were calm, and there was a touch of indifference on his face.
But Chen Qingshan suddenly jumped up on the spot, holding a golden stick in his hand, and said in a cold tone, "Are you not a disciple of Xianxuanzong? Say, who are you."
Sister Sister said, but anyone who comes to Seventh Peak to look for herself will be dismissed.
In this way, unnecessary cause and effect can be avoided.
"I am her fiance."
Behind Qing Yu, Nanjiang Tianjiao came one after another, standing in front of the mountain road, looking at this young waste master with sarcasm.
"Fiance? There is a fiancée of Xian Xuanzong in this trash?"
"Isn't it possible? What did Xianxuan disciple picture?"
"Feng Ruge? This name is a bit unfamiliar, and it's probably an ugly monster."
"It makes sense, but even if it's ugly, it's more than enough with this waste."
"That's true."
The dragon sleeves began to set off the atmosphere, while Ling Xiao stood quietly in front of the ancient forest, looking at the upright young man.
Shenhou is a first-grade product, does not comprehend the principles of the Tao, nor is it a peerless **** body.
He seems to be an ordinary teenager.
It's just that he has a luck value of up to four thousand.
Could it be...is the rebirth of the strong again?
It shouldn't.
At this time, he didn't notice the power of reincarnation in Qing Yu, and his spirit fluctuations were not too strong.
Or is it the mortal stream?
It's also not like the mortal stream template like Hanzhan, with a low cultivation base. If you didn't meet Ling Xiao, if you want to cultivate to the realm of Shenhou, I'm afraid it will take at least several decades.
And the young man in front of him is already a first-grade Shenhou, with such a strength, it is impossible to be a mortal.
Divorce, trash, a bit familiar?
A ray of profound light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly, and there was some speculation in his heart.
just! !
When his eyes fell on Chen Qingshan in front of Qing Yu, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
At the same time, in the sea of souls, the Primordial Devil Blade suddenly released its biting magical intent, and the soul-thirsty ghost beads also bloomed with blood on their own.
Even on the ancient glazed pagoda, there is a layer of black light, which seems to be breaking out of the palace.
Three thousand air luck, Xuanqing level?
At this moment, Ling Xiao was completely stunned.
If it can resonate with the spirit treasure in his body, this young man must have an extremely terrifying good fortune.
But why is his realm so low?
Could it be... the red gold iron rod in his hand? !
For an instant, Ling Xiao had a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
It wasn't because of this disciple's template, but... at this time, there was still a Qi Luck Plundering Talisman on his body that had not been used.
Should Qing Yu be killed, or the little disciple of Xianxuanzong who is more abolished?
"What? Fiance?!"
Chen Qingshan's eyes widened, his expression completely dull.
Why, I never heard the senior sister mention it?
"Are you sure, you are my senior sister Feng Ruge's fiance?!"
"Tell her to come out, and you will know when you ask."
Qing Yu's eyes were light, and there was a dusty temperament on his body.
"Okay! Wait a moment."
Chen Qingshan nodded fiercely, and leaped towards the hall behind him.
Exciting! !
The elder sister kept saying that I was not allowed to fall in love, but now she was called by her fiance.
Now, let me see how you stop me from meeting Ci'er again in the future! !
"Senior sister!! Senior sister!! Your fiance is here!!"
The entire seventh peak suddenly heard bursts of shouts.
And in the depths of the hall, Feng Ruge, who had closed his eyes and practiced, suddenly opened his beautiful eyes, and there was a strong panic on Qiao's face.
He's here He's here!
He is still here! !
It turns out that I really passed through a villain's dragon sleeve! ! We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.