"Someone in a black robe?" Jiang Suchen's eyes suddenly opened after hearing this.

"Well, it's a woman, carrying a black ghost lamp in one hand and a dead wooden stick in the other......"

"That's the patriarch!" Jiang Suchen said with some excitement and a little excitement.

"Clan...... Patriarch?" Yin Gechuan blinked, unable to believe that ugly old woman was actually the patriarch of the Spirit Clan......! But that old woman simply lowered the appearance of the entire spirit clan!

"The patriarch has lived in the Spirit King Holy Land of the Ethereal Realm for a long time, she has great powers, and she can also shuttle between different time and space freely," Jiang Suchen said enviously like an innocent little girl, as if he was talking about the idol he had admired for a long time, "And the patriarch was born very beautiful, her beauty was born peerless, to put it mildly, ordinary clansmen like us would not dare to peek at her in vain, so as not to tarnish her holy light." ”

Yin Gechuan was so shocked that his jaw was about to fall, if this sentence came out of someone else's mouth, it would be fine, but it came from the mouth of Jiang Suchen, the noble and beautiful Youlan Immortal Master...... Yin Gechuan silently asked in his heart: If you are an ordinary person, then what am I?

"That'...... That's certainly not the patriarch," Yin Gechuan smiled awkwardly after hearing this, "I saw a rude old woman who was extremely ugly. ”

"Hmm, old woman?" Jiang Suchen tilted his head and asked a little puzzled, "Is there still an old woman in the Spirit King Holy Land?"

"Uh...... Maybe it's from the patriarch's grandmother's generation, anyway, it's not the beautiful patriarch you said. ”

"Oh......" Jiang Suchen was slightly lost after hearing this, and an early morning sun shone in through the window, "By the way, today is the martial arts competition of the Four Great Pavilions, how do you feel now, can you still participate?"

"No problem!" Yin Gechuan patted his chest and smiled heartily.

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He followed Jiang Suchen to the square where the Spirit Clan gathered, it was a square square made of giant purple crystal stone bricks with four walls, perhaps because of the sparse population of the Spirit Clan, Yin Gechuan found that the scale here was much smaller than the ring match in Fengyun Pavilion, and there was no waiting area.

Elder Stardulight also personally led more than a dozen outstanding Spirit Clan disciples of the Youlan Pavilion to participate in the competition, and Jiang Lan'er also came over to join in the fun. The Orchid Pavilion was the first to arrive at the square, and since it was located in the southernmost part of the spirit realm, it sat in the south of the square venue.

He sat boredly on the steps made of hard purple crystal stone bricks, elbows on his thighs, and his cheeks on his cheeks, looking around boredly. The few Spirit Clan disciples beside him were closing their eyes and stepping up their cultivation of their spiritual power, and one of them was his roommate, who didn't see him working weekdays, but now he was working hard before the start of the game, and he was still panting heavily, and Yin Gechuan felt tired and panicked just by sitting on the side and watching him do it.

Suddenly, a red starry sky teleportation hole suddenly appeared on the stone steps in the east, and then a woman in red jumped out, followed by a group of elder disciples, the woman in red had eyes like the burning sun, eyebrows like sword blades, a cold face, and a bewitching figure, the moment she saw Jiang Suchen and the others, the corner of Zhu Dan's red lips raised an almost perfect arc of contempt.

"Master, who is this woman, why is it so horizontal?" Yin Gechuan asked very unconvinced.

"It's the Pavilion Master of Hanmei Pavilion, the Red Kite, and the martial arts wizard who is rare in our spiritual world for thousands of years. Jiang Suchen still had a friendly smile on his face, and nodded to the woman in red in the distance.

At this time, a green starry sky teleportation hole appeared on the stone steps on the west side, and a man in an emerald green shirt led a group of people behind him to walk out of it, the man had fair skin, a gentle face, and a very friendly smile, looking like a kind person.

"That's the Pavilion Master of Qingzhu Pavilion, Mo Tong. The disciples behind Yin Gechuan talked one after another.

He politely bowed slightly towards the Youlan Pavilion to the south and the Hanmei Pavilion to the east, if it weren't for the fact that his smile was as stiff as a mask on his face, Yin Gechuan still thought he was a good person.

There was another loud noise in the north, Jiang Suchen's face sank, and then everyone heard a burst of arrogant laughter, and when they looked to the north again, a man in a golden robe with a bewitching face strode out of the golden starry sky with his hands in a big stride.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've kept you waiting!" He clasped his hands into fists, first greeted the pavilion masters of the east and west, and then looked at Jiang Suchen, the immortal lord of Youlan who was sitting directly opposite him, bowed deeply in a gentlemanly manner, and praised: "The immortal lord is still so unstained and dusty, with light makeup and plain makeup! But you are naturally beautiful and unique, and you don't need those frivolous and exaggerated things to modify your face! ha!"

Qingzhu Pavilion Master Mo Tong still had that stiff and unchanging smiling face, while the Hanmei Pavilion Master glanced at Jiang Suchen and let out a disdainful cold snort from his nose.

Yin Gechuan glared at the frivolous arrogant man opposite, and really wanted to rush forward and slap him flat with a brisk step, so that he could no longer laugh!

"Who is this person, so annoying!" Jiang Lan'er couldn't help but pout.

"This is the Pavilion Master of the Frost Chrysanthemum Pavilion, Chrysanthemum," Twilight told her, "known as the Chrysanthemum Immortal." ”

The drum beat remembered that the martial arts competition had officially begun, and the spirit clan's martial arts competition was only one day, and the mode was to start the competition freely, and the person who came first could take the lead in inviting other disciples in the cabinet to fight.

It didn't take long for a Hanmei Pavilion disciple to be the first to enter the arena and invite the Qingzhu Pavilion disciple on the opposite side to come and fight. Qingzhu Pavilion sent a slightly chubby, indifferent-faced disciple into battle, and that disciple jumped down from the high platform, a cold face that contrasted sharply with the gentle smiling face of their pavilion master.

The two of them immediately fought fiercely, their indifferent faces made even and powerful moves, and their spiritual power flickered, and they came out of their hands like fleeting elves, flashing towards their opponents from all directions; After more than ten moves, the indifferent face finally made a killing blow, raised his palm and opened out a "Thunderbolt Invisible Claw", shooting the Hanmei Pavilion disciple out of the field in the air.

The disciples of Hanmei Pavilion were defeated, and the disciples of Frost Chrysanthemum Pavilion took the initiative to send a disciple with an awl face. The awl face came prepared, holding a long whip of a golden snake python, and the head of the whip snake opened its mouth to show its green fangs. Ran Leng face was not afraid, his feet were open, his center of gravity was lowered, and his spiritual power was gathered in the dantian, looking at the awl face and the serpentine whip in his hand vigilantly and calmly.

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