"Lan Ruoyou, your opponent is Yue Xiaohuan?"

A clear voice sounded behind him, and Lan Ruoyou turned his face to see that the third lady of the Bai family had walked to him at some point, and the disdainful expression on his face instantly turned into a sneer. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Behind Bai Zhenzhen is the Bai Zhi clan, and his status among the seven clans is second to Feng Luan, this Bai Zhen Allah moved forward to talk to him, how could he not greet him with a smile.

"Yes, yes, it's that little piece of waste."

"Lan Ruoyou, don't you lose the face of our seven clans, treat this kind of waste, the heavier the attack, the worse she loses, the more you can show the difference between you and that kind of waste, if you can behave, I can consider saying a few more good words for you in front of your family patriarch."

Lan Ruoyou couldn't help but look stunned for a moment, and then as if he had a comprehension, he whispered in Bai Zhenzhen's ear,

"What do you mean, Miss Bai, what kind of performance can satisfy you?"

"Waste, your strength is not good, and it is inevitable that you will be injured in the competition, and with your strong strength, it is natural to beat your opponent to the point where you can't afford to be disabled."

"Ruoyou understands what Sister Zhenzhen means."

Bai Zhenzhen is a child of the family who has been vigorously cultivated by Bai Zhizhong, it can be said that her words also have a bit of weight in the family, plus she is now performing well on Tianling Mountain, if she can say a few kind words in front of her family patriarch, then he Lan Ruoyou will definitely be recognized by the family and pay more attention.

"Well, I'm looking forward to your performance!"

In front of the bulletin board, the two exchanged glances, and a transaction between the children of the Seven Clans was easily reached.

The hottest sun in the sky shone on the snow peak of Lingshan Mountain, and the huge venue was already full of disciples of Tianling Mountain, and under this blazing light, the mood of everyone on Tianling Mountain also became hot.

The triennial preferred conference was finally about to be staged in the huge venue built by this King Kong Rock, and they were extremely looking forward to what kind of wonderful performances those genius new disciples would have in this year's rumors.

At this time, standing on the high platform facing the west in the center of this venue, Yuan Ling, the head of Tianling Mountain, and the six elders had already taken their seats, and then the representatives sent by the seven major families to participate in the conference appeared one after another, and some of them came in person, but a big clan like Feng Luan and Bai Zhi had a high status, and they only sent the elders of the clan to come.

This preferred conference has always invited people from the Seven Clans to participate, and the people of Tianling Mountain are not surprised by such a situation, but those families that are not very famous, in order to see the performance of their children at this conference, are arranged in a corner of the stands, and the difference in treatment with the Seven Clans can be known at a glance.

At this time, a lean young man in a blue-veined cloud dress walked out of the stand in that corner.

"Zhou'er, your mother is looking forward to your performance at this conference, you can't live up to her expectations!"

An eager shout came from the small stand, Wang Zhou sorted out the helplessness on his face, gritted his teeth and cheered up, turned his face and waved his hand in the direction of his father.

"Don't worry, Zhou'er won't let you down!"

After the young man finished speaking, he clenched his fists and strode towards the competition table in the venue.

With the bright sun, the sundial on the high platform finally landed on a track that pointed directly to the center of the venue, and the Yuan Ling on the stage waved his big hand, and then the six elders got up together, stepped into the air, and came to the sky above the venue one after another.

The six people were all sealed with their hands, and suddenly, a huge aura fluctuation echoed in this venue, and everyone present looked at the six elders with wide eyes, only to see that the complicated printing patterns in the hands of the six people were almost perfectly completed at the same time, and a six-pointed star map fell in the venue as if falling from the sky.

The crowd in the audience was all surprised, this is the legendary and invincible six-star array of Tianling Mountain?! The six-star array is a formation comparable to an artifact, its defensive ability is almost invincible in Longzhou, it is said that this array is one of the big cards that Tianling Mountain can stand on, five people can break it for thousands of years, but its harsh point is that it must be performed at the same time by six major cultivators whose strength is in the god transformation period to successfully deploy the formation, this array is out, one is to set up a guarantee for this conference, to avoid the competition is too fierce and accidentally injure the crowd watching the battle, but also to show all the families who come to Tianling Mountain to participate in the conference, How strong and domineering are they in Tianling Mountain,

The six elders are all above the god transformation stage, and this kind of strength is really worthy of being the head of the Immortal Alliance, and it is also worthy of being the first immortal sect in the world!

As soon as the six-star array fell, the six elders all returned to the stands with a pleasant expression, it seems that the actual strength of the elders is not weak, and they all raised their hands to play such a large array that consumes spiritual power, and the other representatives of the seven clans in the stands also bowed respectfully when they saw several elders.

"The elders of your sect are really shocked, if my family can really enter the seat of any elder, it will be a virtue that has been cultivated for a long time!"

The person who spoke on the stage was a middle-aged man, dressed in white with many dark lines of Angelica Angelica flowers, this person was the Bai Lou sent by the Bai Zhi clan to participate in the conference, although Bai Lou was not young, but the people in the mortal world were not as good as the people in the cultivation, as soon as the age passed, that age was naturally shown on the face, and he Bai Lou was also regarded as the left arm and right arm of the patriarch, and he was also a pivotal person in the Bai Zhi clan.

"This is really a famous genius in Longzhou, his strength is not weak, Ang Xing should be a good term in this preferred conference, and there will be no problem in entering the elder's seat."

Sitting next to Bai Lou was Fang Mao, the patriarch of the Divine Casting Clan, and at this time he said with a smile on his face, he said this to the Bai family, but he himself was also eager to see his own children selected for the elder seat. After all, who doesn't want to have Tianling Mountain as a backing in their own family?

"Alright, the convention begins. Please watch it. ”

Yuan Ling's deep words made the people in the stands immediately quiet, and then they focused their eyes on the huge competition platform in the center of the venue.

I saw a young man wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Heavenly Spirit, slowly stepping up to the stands, this young man has a slender figure, a handsome face, standing in the eyes of thousands of eyes, there is no stage fright, his face is relaxed and natural, Yushu Linfeng is more suitable for him.

"Look, that's Senior Brother Murong!"

There was a commotion in the audience, since there was a group of little junior sisters who admired Murong Ying, this Murong Ying was not only a disciple of the Seven Clans, but also a true disciple of the Second Elder, and the first place in the last preferred conference, how many female disciples of Tianling Mountain in this conference were crowded in the front row just to see his heroic appearance.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I announce that the triennial Preferred Congress will begin! The top three disciples who won the top three this year can not only have a reward in our sect, but also get a day of solo sparring by myself! The top six will get one of my belongings! ”

As soon as Murong Ying's words came out, the female disciples present were all boiling, and they couldn't help but sigh and sigh, it would be good if they came a year or two late, and the benefits of this year's conference were too good, and they could actually get Murong Ying's private meeting! These girls are afraid that even if they are desperate, they will be in the top three!

At this time, the atmosphere in the stands was extremely weird, some were embarrassed, some were speechless, and some were indignant, only to see that the second elder, who had always only known how to nap, was finally in spirit, and looked at the young man in the center of the scene with a smile in his eyes, and the head of the Murong family on the side stroked his forehead with one hand, falling into deep helplessness.

This kid has been in Tianling Mountain for so long, and he still hasn't changed at all! If he hadn't won the first place in the first choice conference three years ago, the patriarch of the Murong clan would have rushed up and grabbed his ears and kicked him down.

"Haha, okay, okay, don't say much, now invite the first group of disciples to come up for a competition, the first one, Qin Yan, Wang Zhou!" (To be continued.) )