Chapter 311: Young Pavilion Master

At the same time, a group of people from afar finally came to the front of the rocky hill.

The leader is none other than Chen Chunya's grandfather, Chen Xuanming. Next to him, Elder Chu Yun and Yang Tianhe, among them was a handsome young man in white, Chu Miaoxi, who could be regarded as a genius of the younger generation of the Sword Moon Sect.

Seeing the blood-colored long bridge on the weak water river, Chen Xuanming first raised his eyebrows, and then sighed: "Why bother?!"

It is really too bloody and cruel for the above ten thousand spiritual beings to stimulate the evil formation. But several people also saw from this that the northern spirituality would not give up.

Wen Sijun smiled: "You don't understand at all." After speaking, he turned to look at the blood-colored long bridge, and he was faintly expecting something.

The other two Spirit Sects also turned around, with a hint of excitement in their eyes, as if they were in awe and admiration.

"What? Somebody coming!"

He Ling Feng raised his eyes and secretly said that this person must be extraordinary, and he could let the three major spirit sects treat him like this.

Now, the Southern Spirituality's mindfulness has inexplicably faded a lot. Especially at this time, the gap between the enemy and us has been changing, but in the end, the enemy is strong and I am weak, and making a move will only bring humiliation on myself.

"Alas, the Sect Master is sitting in Tianfu. I knew it was ...... like this."

Elder Chu Yun couldn't help but sigh, and he didn't feel good in his heart.

In the midst of all kinds of thoughts, the blood-colored long bridge changed again.

From a distance, the hazy shadow gradually became clear from the other side. One on the left and one on the right, the two gray old men walked slowly, as if they were not worried about the weak water river at all, and their quiet and serene demeanor was as leisurely as a walk after dinner.

Just behind the two old men, a rich and gorgeous sedan chair appeared smoothly on the long bridge. Four young women with graceful postures wearing white light veils are covered with veils, each holding a corner of the sedan chair, like a fairy in the heavenly palace, carrying the sedan chair.

"These four women turned out to be the Spirit Emperor. ”

He Ling Feng was a little unbelievable, taking the four Spirit Emperors as sedan chair drivers, what was the origin of the people sitting in the sedan chair? This was no wonder that he was curious and surprised, because he was also a Spirit Emperor, so he felt a little difficult to adapt to and imagine.

Fortunately, the sedan chair is not tight, it is wider than ordinary people, and there is no sedan chair surface on it, but only a soft collapse, surrounded by a light veil to block the wind. The light yarn is naturally not thick, and you can vaguely see a young man in blue sitting on it. As for the appearance of the young man, he can't really see it, but he doesn't think it's bad, because the other party's bearing can be seen from a distance.

As they approached, the ears of the advanced cultivators heard the faint sound of dripping water, accompanied by the two old men gradually. Until they got off the long bridge, these somewhat strange people did not stop, but came directly towards the three major spirit sects.

Everyone watched this scene silently, including Lin Chen. This was the first time he had discovered in the Spirit God Continent that there were still some differences between people. Unlike previous lives, it doesn't mean that you can change something by becoming a spiritual practice.

The four masked women walked slowly, and between each step, the Tao Yun loomed. Like Shicai, the sedan chair is more stable than anything in the world, without the slightest shaking.

Until the two old men stopped, the sedan chair naturally came

The three major spirit sects were in the middle, and then they stopped in place. The ticking sound became clearer and clearer......

Lin Chen's eyes flickered, sensing the familiar fluctuations in front of him, and said secretly: "The blood of the turtle." ”

Chen Xuanming and his entourage naturally saw that on the Xuanwu bloodline turtle, there was a dagger in the middle of the neck, and the blood and water kept ticking regularly.

"At the expense of losing a demon beast with a Xuanwu bloodline, it is too careful to add a guarantee to the people sitting in the sedan chair. Lin Chen couldn't help muttering, in his opinion, with the strength of the four Spirit Emperor palanquin men, this move was completely unnecessary, it was just a waste.

It's shameful to waste, I don't know why, Lin Chen's heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Welcome young master!"

The three major spirit sects suddenly bowed in unison and lowered their heads as they spoke. Immediately afterwards, the six spirit emperors actually fell to their knees, as if they were really a king. But this is really unimaginable, for the Spirit Emperor, maybe a god-like person is worth kneeling on the ground and willingly respecting the lord, and the people in the sedan chair are definitely not gods.

Time fell silent for a moment.

"It turned out to be the young pavilion master of the Seven Treasure Pavilion. A few of them looked abrupt.

After a while, a clear voice sounded in the sedan car: "The south is indeed different from the north. ”

After saying this, his voice suddenly became cold: "I don't seem to be mistaken, the Flowing Wind Sect actually raised the strength of the whole sect to come here to greet me, why don't they all kneel?!"

As soon as these words came out, it was tantamount to thunder on the flat ground, and the twenty thousand spiritual cultivators of the Flowing Wind Sect were stunned for a moment. This speech, this tone, tsk, makes people feel unreal.

He Leng Feng raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at the old man fishing, and didn't quite understand what the situation was now.

In this way, minute by minute, the people in the sedan chair didn't seem to want to say more, and the young woman who was carrying the sedan chair on the left next to her suddenly spoke: "The young master asked you to kneel, and you still don't comply?!" The voice was originally very good, if the yellow bird came out of the valley, it was a pity that the tone was not very friendly, as if giving orders.

There was silence on the field for three seconds again, and He Ling Feng couldn't help but say any longer: "What a big breath." I heard that the Young Pavilion Master of the Seven Treasure Pavilion is only in his early twenties, and he is not yet thirty years old, how can he go crazy at such a young age?"

Hearing this, the young woman who had originally spoken immediately became angry, as if she had been attacked by a great attack, and her voice trembled slightly: "You, you are bold ......" said with a little disbelief.

"Am I bold?"

He Ling Feng was stunned, he was the leader of the Flowing Wind Sect, and he didn't know how many years he hadn't heard these two words. At this moment, I couldn't help laughing, and said, "Do you really think that you are in the Northern Regions now? ”

The young woman seemed to be startled, and was about to say something more, when a voice sounded in the sedan chair again: "He Lingfeng, I have read your information." Speaking of this, his voice was more smiling: "Not bad, not bad." Relying on a ground-level spirit treasure, he can exert the power of his divine soul, which can barely be regarded as a half-step spirit sect. At this point, the conversation changed and continued: "If you can pick me up."

Punch, spare you from death!"

As soon as the words fell, there were bursts of exclamations around them. The master of the Flowing Wind Sect can reach the powerhouse of the Spirit Sect, and he can be regarded as the top of the pyramid of the Flowing Wind Sect, can't he even take a punch from this person? Is this the world crazy, or is the other side all crazy?

Without waiting for doubts, without waiting for anyone to doubt, the shadow inside the sedan chair raised his hand and punched from afar, facing He Lingfeng, and the power of the divine soul was suddenly launched.