Wang Li's face was red and white, when did he suffer this kind of humiliation, a family abandoned a son, a broken flower and a willow......

She Taijun's face was cold, he picked up his crutches, and said coldly to the door: "Li Gongzi, my young lady is unwell, so I won't keep you much, please ......" Saying that, the power on his body poured out, and he actually shook Wang Li back three or four steps, and this time Wang Li's face became even whiter.

Wang Li knew that if he didn't leave, he would be insulted even more, so he flicked his sleeve robe and said in a cold voice: "Hmph, since that's the case, then I won't bother." The mountains don't turn around, let's see. ”

"Don't send it, please!" She Taijun made a loud noise, and he didn't give Wang Li a good face, since he tore his face, he had to tear it to the end.

Out of the door, Wang Li took a sip, muttered to himself angrily, and said, "It's just a rotten thing that no one wants!"

……

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the Hundred Sects to choose their sons, and everyone had been waiting for a long time on this day, not only the representatives sent by the major sects were anxious, but also the disciples who came to participate in the conference.

This time, the conference used a platform similar to the Colosseum, below are all kinds of rings, above are the viewing platforms of the major sects, from a distance, it is enough to be ten thousand feet high, the end of the majestic atmosphere, looking up, dizziness spontaneously arises.

Relying solely on the identity of the Hundred Refining True Immortals, Wang Changsheng and Li Yang were arranged to go to a floating mountain, and the stands below were left with some small sects, and those who were qualified to go to the floating mountain were all immortal forces with the strongest people in charge.

To say that this floating mountain is not only a symbol of status, but also a qualification, the floating mountain can be moved, and in the most extreme case, it can be moved to the top of the ring ban, if which floating mountain lands above the ring, it means that this force is optimistic about the disciples below, and others want to rob it, they must weigh their own identity.

On the stands, there was a lot of noise, and countless disciples wearing Taoist robes walked back and forth, from the sky, they looked like ants moving holes there, these disciples were all selected to serve many forces, and it was trivial to serve tea and water.

The ring below was still empty, and the people had not yet arrived, so the disciples who participated in the conference below could not enter the arena without permission.

The participants were all anxiously waiting, and at this time, a man in a dark red robe, with a delicate face, slender eyebrows, and a high nose attracted the attention of many people, and he stood there, surrounded by an invisible field that separated everyone, not to mention the strong smell of blood on his body.

This is a loose cultivation that is proficient in the blood path exercises~

Everyone subconsciously distanced themselves from him, Xueyunzi, his prestige had already started from the beginning, which made many people look sideways.

When he first came, in order to compete for the cave mansion, it caused a lot of riots, and many contestants were affected, a body cultivator relied on his own cultivation to be one line higher than everyone else, unscrupulous, and because he had some relationship with the Traceless Mansion, no one dared to care, and by the time he met Xueyunzi, he had already killed eighteen people.

When he met Xueyunzi, he laughed loudly and scolded him, but before he finished speaking, his whole body shrank, and finally turned into a pool of dirty blood, no one could see how Xueyunzi made a move, and no one knew how powerful Xueyunzi's exercises were, but after that day, the words would rather provoke law enforcement disciples than provoke Xueyunzi spread.

Without him, if you offend the law enforcement disciples, at most you will be expelled, and you can participate next time, but if you offend Xueyunzi, you don't know how to die, the immortal fate is important, but life is more important.

Xueyunzi stood behind the gate, there was no one around, feeling everyone's awe-inspiring gaze, Xueyunzi smiled and said coldly: "A group of waste, there is no one who will ...... together"

On the opposite side of him was a stout man standing behind, this man was more than a foot tall, wearing animal skins, full of beards, and his face was black and red.

"Today is the time for me to become famous, if anyone dares to rob me, want to ask my stone axe......"

The big man's name is Miasma, the miasma of miasma, he looked at the other contestants provocatively, and then looked at Xueyunzi with a solemn face, it seems that his mind is not like his appearance, it should be the kind of thick and fine type.

There was also a man who was also empty, and he carried a large sword behind his back, the body of which was three feet wide, like a door panel, and it was not known whether the sword was used for chopping or smashing people.

Looking at what he was wearing, the standard monastic dress, dressed in Taoist robes, wearing a crown of flat heaven, and his hands hanging down. His appearance is very ordinary, not outstanding at all, and the only thing that is commendable is probably the mole on the left side of his face.

There is a purple-gold gourd hanging on his left waist, the mouth of the gourd is sealed with a wooden stopper, and there are still some cracks on the body of the gourd, although it is purple-gold, but the gourd is a little old, but listen carefully, you can hear some sounds from the gourd, but it is a little noisy here, and it is not very real.

The man showed memories on his face, stroked the gourd, a little gentle, and a little doting, and said softly: "Jing~ Have you seen it? I have participated in the Hundred Sect Selection Conference, I, Wu Ren, will definitely join the Immortal Dao Sect and avenge you, Jing, you must wait for me~"

In fact, life is not a selection conference, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, everyone is fighting in the red dust, the difference is that the selection conference will elect many people to join the sect, but there is no end to the crossing, no one knows what detachment is needed, how to transcendence......

As the landlord of the Traceless Mansion, the selection of the floating mountain is also the best, although the volume may not be comparable to some sects, but in terms of quality, it is definitely superior, just those decorations, I don't know how many spirit stones are needed, not to mention the material of the floating mountain itself.

Liao Qingfeng leaned on the chair, with a cynical expression, he held two night pearls in his hands, playing with himself, and then looked at his side, there were four or five deacons standing with their hands tied, these deacons were expressionless, looking very respectful, if they didn't look carefully, they would even ignore their existence.

Liao Qingfeng closed his eyes, his expression was leisurely, he was not in a hurry at all, the incense beside him wafted out wisps of fragrance, and then turned into various forms of Rui beasts, and finally dissipated, ten thousand beast incense, this is one of the best incense on the market in the northern realm, Liao Qingfeng can use it, it seems that his identity and status are not low.

"Now that you're here, let's get started!"