The seventh day was coming soon, and the Jianxing Mountain stopped at sea and no longer sailed, while the disciples of each peak were busy, arranging festive lanterns, and at the same time arranging seats. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Because of the large number of disciples in the whole sect, the Fifth Sword Peak finally decided to set the venue for the Five Sword Peaks to be held together, so not only the Taigang Peak, but also the other four peaks.

The disciples of each peak do not need to go out of the mountain, they can sit on their own sword peaks, and there will be a light curtain to broadcast the grand occasion of the fifth sword peak live, and there is no need to move the position. And those Qi refining disciples who had not yet entered the Sword Peak were arranged to go to the Fifth Sword Peak to participate in the banquet, and those who were extremely talented and talented were also going to the Fifth Sword Peak.

On the mountain peaks, clouds and mist rolled, and one cloud after another knotted together, condensed into solid blocks, and gathered into the shape of a table.

This is a kind of cloud table, it is the mainstream utensils of this banquet, after all, the table can not be a lot of things, so it uses great mana to manufacture cloud tables in batches, and now all kinds of cloud tables on the top of the mountain are placed in twos and threes, the food on the table is a piece, there are crystal clear grapes, bright golden bananas, wine bottles that are shrouded in mist, etc., the fruit plate is fragrant for ten miles, Ruixia soars, the scene is very beautiful.

It was also at this time that everyone began to take their seats, and the Dao Dao Rainbow Light Imperial Sword came, and the first to come was the Jie Dan Great Perfection Senior Brothers of the Fifth Sword Peak, they looked like they were entering middle age, but they were powerful, and each of them was a master of the older generation, and their combat power was amazing, and they could live a hundred moves in the hands of the Yuanying Monk without dying.

Whoosh.

Dozens of rainbow lights flew in, some of the jade robes were luxurious, the aura was extraordinary, and the fairy clothes were swaying, the teeth and white eyes were bright, and the coquettish smile was continuous, making the flowers on the mountain bloom again and again, and the aura was surging.

They are all sons of Tianjiao, some of them are in the early stage of Yudan, and some are in the middle of Yudan, they are not very old, and the years of cultivation are generally less than fifty years, and they are considered to be the younger generation in the territory of Yudan, and they are the same generation as Bai Dye.

Among them, Yuan Fu and Yun Fang were in this column, they swept their eyes, they didn't see Bai Ran, and they also calmed down, sat and drank stuffy wine, waited for Bai Ran to appear, and then looked for an opportunity to weigh his strength.

Why can they start a feast with white dye, and they can't?

This is the unbalanced psychology of the disciples, after all, I haven't seen Bai Ran make any great achievements, such a simple reason is that no disciple of Yudan will agree.

After they all sat down, the five masters of the gate came here, sat on the front of the banquet, sat on both sides, and vacated two seats in the middle, which were reserved for Bai Ran and Jian Song Ancestor.

It was also at this time that Bai Dye appeared, his steps were smooth, his eyes were unwavering, as if everything was down, and now he did not cover his eyes with fog, and at the same time, the natal runes did not appear, revealing pure eyes, as if the world was pure, without a trace of dirt, as bright as a mirror.

It was these eyes that made the door masters look wonderful, as well as the senior brothers who were present, not to mention the Tianjiao of the same generation, their expressions were solemn, this purity seemed ordinary, but in fact it was the most extraordinary.

Because they couldn't see the depth of these eyes, as if they had seen through the strength of white dyeing, but they didn't see through it, as if he was covered in a layer of fascination, which seemed clear, but actually made people even more confused.

"Congratulations!" Everyone spoke in unison, with different expressions, and the four masters had mixed feelings in their hearts, and they knew the truth, which was a heartfelt congratulations.

And the disciples in the audience were not sincere, but more out of politeness.

After Bai Ran and the door master said a few words, the aura of heaven and earth changed, and on the other side of the grassland, thousands of sword intents rushed up, all kinds, like a roar, crazy, straight through the clouds, Top Gun, and then disappeared.

Everyone felt a pang in their hearts, and they all knew that this was a vision of the opening of the Ten Thousand Swords Secret Realm, indicating that the ancestor had already gone out.

In less than half a breath, on the seat next to Bai Ran, an ordinary old man with almost no breath was sitting upright, with a sword pine sword pinned to his waist, and his breath was also restrained, without a trace of fluctuation.

However, the more this is the case, the more it means that Jian Song Ancestor is terrible, and his Taoist deeds should have been earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods, but now there is no super coercion as imagined, but it makes everyone uncomfortable.

At the same time, behind the ancestor of Jiansong, there is also a white longitudinal, which is brought by the ancestor, which also shows that the capital of the heavenly vertical is the best in the sect, and it is favored by the ancestor and has been worshiped under the ancestor of Jiansong.

"Hmm...... Ok, good, good! As soon as the ancestor of Jiansong arrived, his eyes stared at Bai Ran, first he said yes, and then in less than half a breath, he said the word "good" three times, which shows how rebellious Bai Ran's qualifications are, and even the great power of the road realm is amazed.

The day next to him heard the words, his eyes flashed, and he stared at Bai Ran, but he couldn't see anything, that is, those eyes were very pure, they were so pure that they were terrifying, how could there be such pure eyes in the dark world.

Moreover, the Sword Song Ancestor had never said three good words to him, only one "good" word after he awakened the Sword Eye.

For a while, a smell of gunpowder burst out, and during the day, wisps of strange sword light bloomed in his eyes, and the aura around him swirled, as if there were signs of a move.

"Tianzhong, don't be rude, go sit down and be quiet first." The sect master gave an order, as the former master of Tianzong, he is still a little majestic, Tianzong put away his gaze when he heard this, and sat down at the first table, the position was just opposite Bai Ran, and he could look at him when he looked up, the sword was dazzling, and the fighting spirit was soaring, and he did not hide it.

However, Bai Ran's eyes were flat, like a spring breeze, and were not affected in any way, which made Bai Tianzong even more amazed, and the long sword in his hand was faintly restless, wanting to immediately fight with blood to relieve the heat in his heart.

I haven't seen it for four or five years, Bai Ran really didn't live up to the hope of Tianzong, and it became more and more powerful, and looking at its position, it seems that its status is extremely high, and it can be especially favored by the ancestor of Jiansong.

"It's a pity, I can't afford to teach this Tao."

After a while, Jian Song Ancestor drank, as if he was drunk, his face was ruddy, and he accidentally burped a wine, saying that everyone was shocked.

Seeing this meaning, Jiansong Ancestor intended to accept Bai Dye as a disciple, but he couldn't afford to teach it, and he didn't dare to teach it, for fear of misleading people's children.

What kind of knot is this, even the ancestors dare not teach?

The banquet was held for a while, and everyone ate differently, and some Tianjiao began to hold back and asked for a battle, wanting to prove his own morality.

"Qi Yu Ancestor, the disciple is not talented, I want to challenge Bai Dye, and I hope to be fulfilled!" There was a monk in the early stage of Yudan who stood up, Bai Ran didn't know him, and he was also a Tianjiao, who had been practicing for more than 40 years, and belonged to the same generation.

The ancestor didn't say anything, but used his eyes to understand the sword Taifeng, and then remained quiet, and the sword next to him was too windy, and immediately muttered: "Accurate." ”

Hua Xiangming was approved, and he was so happy that he was dying, you must know that his strength is not bad, he can fight ordinary mid-stage cultivators, and his one-handed heavy yuan control can control the gravity of heaven and earth, and when it is the strongest, it can be six or seven thousand tons of huge strength, even if it is a forging monk, it can't hold it.

Rumble!

Hua Xiang Ming rotated the giant sword, the sword technique rose, every time it danced, the power of the knot pill rushed out of the sword body, into the air, there is a kind of power that can aggravate the air, and after a while, the air will be pressed to 5,000 tons!

And Bai Ran was in it, and he originally wanted to solve it quickly, but as soon as he knew that it was a gravity move, he let him pressurize, because Bai Ran also wanted to know how strong his physical strength was.

Then, Hua Xiangming was stunned, Bai Ran didn't sweat at all, and just looked at him quietly.

"Isn't that new?" Bai Ran asked indifferently, his eyes were calm, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his heart.

5,000 tons of Juli...... It's just so unchallenging.

Then Bai Ran stopped talking nonsense, and moved alone, almost to the extreme, knocking people away with a bang, and coughing up blood in his mouth and shattering his bones.

This disciple was extremely aggrieved, and as soon as he came up, he enlarged his moves, in order to be on guard, but before he could release the ultimate move with the strongest attitude, he was beaten out of the field, which is really ...... It's so aggrieved.

"Damn, if I was given another chance, I would ...... Ahem. Hua Mingxiang, who was beaten thousands of feet away, coughed up blood in his mouth, and in the end, his throat bone cracked, and he couldn't speak, only coughing up blood. (To be continued.) )