Lingnan Grandmaster Shen Yunlong, the veteran grandmaster ranked fifth on the Grandmaster List, the last Martial Sect Conference was held in the Shen family, and Wuya Zhenren also went to participate.

In terms of martial arts heritage, the Lingnan Shen family is not much worse than the northwest martial arts, and it has also been a martial arts sect for a hundred years, and it is the first martial arts family in Lingnan.

Wuya Zhenren knew that he was being amorous, and the son of Wu Hongtao was mainly here to pick up Grandmaster Shen Yunlong, and picking him up was just a stopby.

It's no wonder that no one knows what the specific combat power of the Xuan Realm he just broke through last year is, and he has no status on the Grandmaster List.

The ranking of the grandmaster is all played, and the reputation is the same, the higher the ranking, the greater the reputation, and the more respected among the peers.

In the previous martial arts conferences, the real people of Wuya were all going through the motions, but this time he decided to compete and use actual combat to hone his magic powers and martial arts.

Although the plane landed in half an hour, Ye Tian and Wuya Zhenren would not wait stupidly at the exit of the plane, they found a restaurant to eat, and rested by the way.

The two ate and chatted, and soon half an hour passed.

"Sect Master Shen, Sister Qingyue, there are two more people in the same car with us, I hope you don't mind! I originally came to pick you up, but my grandfather temporarily asked me to pick up someone, and I can't help it. ”

At the exit of the plane, Wu Hongtao picked up Lingnan Grandmaster Shen Yunlong and his granddaughter Shen Qingyue.

"It's okay to share a car. It is convenient for others and for yourself. Shen Yunlong replied, very open.

Although he is already over the age of old, his voice is rich, the sound is like a bell, and there is a faint hint of a tiger roaring and a lion's roar.

He was dressed in a navy blue robe, tall, majestic, slightly obese, but by no means bloated, his eyes were like torches, he walked like a tiger, and he made gestures, with a majestic and breathtaking momentum, and he deserved to be a great master of a generation.

"I wonder who those two are?" Shen Yunlong asked again. Although he is a grandmaster, he doesn't have the frame of a grandmaster, so he doesn't seem to be difficult to get along with.

Wu Hongtao's eyes lit up, but he was staring at Shen Qingyue, an idiot who was alive, smiling at the corners of his mouth, and he didn't even hear Shen Yunlong's question.

He was not the only one who was attracted to Shen Qingyue, the people around him, whether male or female, would unconsciously look at Shen Qingyue twice, and there were even many people who took pictures with their mobile phones.

It is clear that this little girl has become a beautiful scenery in the airport.

Shen Qingyue, the princess of the Shen family, looks like a flower and jade, has the posture of captivating the country and the city, and is known as "Shen Fairy" in the martial arts world, and is the object of admiration of countless young talents in the martial arts world, Wu Hongtao is just one of them.

Like the last time Ye Tian saw her, this time she was still wearing an elegant and ancient long dress, wearing embroidered shoes, a slender waist, slender jade legs, skin like clotted white jade, eyes like autumn water mist, red lips dotted, shell teeth crystalline, like a fairy in a painting, looking ethereal and bright, but it gives people a feeling of unattainable, with a hint of pride.

Shen Qingyue is conceited and beautiful, and she is from a wealthy family, and her vision is well-known in the martial arts world, and the strongest person of the younger generation cannot enter her eyes, and her appearance must be handsome.

In the current popular saying, this little girl is single by strength.

Although Wu Hongtao is handsome enough, strong enough, and his family background is prominent enough, he is still a little short of the first person in the younger generation.

This time, the younger generation of martial arts masters of the Wuzong Conference will be re-ranked, and Wu Hongtao has a home advantage, and he is determined to win the first place.

"What do you see, do you have flowers on my face? My grandfather asked you, who are the other two?" Shen Qingyue glanced at Wu Hongtao, and she didn't have a good breath.

"Ah, hehe......" Wu Hongtao came back to his senses at this time, and his two old faces suddenly blushed a little, and said: "It is the boundless real person of Tianhai Panlongguan, Sect Master Shen should know." The other is his little friend, who is not well known and I don't know. ”

"The boundless real person of Panlongguan, I naturally recognize it. Although we don't have a deep friendship, we are old acquaintances. Shen Yunlong held his beard in his hand, laughed, and continued: "I heard that he broke through the magic realm, which is rare, and it is a great blessing for the magic world. ”

"What Sect Master Shen said is that the magic is difficult to cultivate, and it is extremely difficult to achieve the Xuan Realm. ”

At this time, suddenly an arrogant voice came:

"What is there to congratulate a sixty or seventy-year-old man on his achievement in the Xuan Realm? I only feel a deep sadness!"

The voice is loud and powerful, although it is a male voice, it has a bit of feminine magnetism.

Sect Master Shen and the three of them turned around almost at the same time, and saw a man in ancient white clothes standing behind, tall and tall, with handsome facial features, holding a folding fan in his hand, like the son of an ancient wealthy family.

Alternatively, he was holding a bouquet of roses in his other hand.

He is dressed like this, and he looks handsome, which is already very eye-catching, but the man standing next to him is even more eye-catching, more than two meters tall, and his body size is comparable to that of NBA players, which is stronger than the plateau yak.

Now the climate in the northwest is still relatively cold, but he only wears a thin pants and leather vest, the muscles on his body are as protruding as a dragon, and his skin is bronze, like copper cast iron, he is simply a walking titan macho, which is daunting. He was like a robot, his face was expressionless, and even his eyes were empty.

"Sister Qingyue. ”

Seeing Shen Qingyue turn around, the handsome guy smiled softly, folded the fan, and walked over with a rose.

Shen Yunlong shook his head, and couldn't help but smile a little bitterly, he didn't have a good time asking about juniors.

Wu Hongtao stopped in front of Shen Qingyue in a flash, and said to the handsome man with a cold face: "Yan Xiaobai, what do you want to do? Qingyue won't want your roses, throw them away! If she wants, I will buy them for her." ”

Yan Xiaobai, the young master of the Yan family in Xiangxi, a young master of magic, is already a cultivator at the peak of the law realm when he is young, and he will definitely be able to enter the mystery in a few years.

The corpse chaser gate inherits the art of corpse chases and alchemy, and the big man standing next to him is a golden armor corpse refined by their Yan family, named King Kong.

Driving out the corpses and driving out the dead corpses, refining the corpses and refining the living, extracting the three souls and seven souls of a living person alive, and refining them into zombies through secret methods, is cruel and simply exterminating. Therefore, the corpse chasing sect was once unpopular in the magic world, and it was once saddened by the orthodoxy of the Daomen, which was dominated by Longhu Mountain, and almost wiped out the sect.

Now that the magic is declining, the orthodox Daomen have been flawless since ancient times, and the corpse gate has gradually come into the eyes of the world again. But they no longer refine corpses, only pass on magic. Like the Yan family's golden armor corpse, it was handed down by the ancestors, nearly two hundred years old, generation after generation of sacrifices, first iron armor corpses, then bronze armor corpses, then silver armor corpses, and finally to the highest level of refining corpses, golden armor corpses.

The Golden Armor Corpse is also known as the Corpse King, killing the master of internal strength is like killing a chicken, and even the Grandmaster of the Transformation Realm can crush some, which can be called a peerless killing weapon!