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Meng Keer entered the main hall and walked towards her acquaintance at the back of the main hall.

But he saw Ling Hongfei, the patriarch of the Spirit Clan, standing on the side of the main hall. With a smile on his face, like a disciple, he stood in front of an old man in gray with a two-foot-long beard.

This two-foot-long bearded old man had all white hair, a serious complexion, and a sharp gaze. With his hands behind his back, he looked coldly at the roof of the main hall. It seems to be proud between heaven and earth, disdainful of this place.

This old man doesn't need to look at it, he is a strange person, and the shape of the fairy wind and bones makes the newcomers in the hall sigh from time to time, and soon they fall silent again.

This person can actually make the Spirit Clan Patriarch like a disciple, and the entire Xuanling Sect Hall is silent. You must know that the main hall is full of young and excellent disciples. Looking at this situation, it turned out that the patriarch of the Spirit Clan was personally accompanying this person, as if no one else in the Spirit Clan was qualified.

This person is none other than the patriarch of the human race, Gongsun Yulong.

The people outside the hall have arrived at the main hall one after another, and there are already hundreds of people in the main hall.

The people on the steps outside the main hall faded away.

Except for these two old men with white hair, who are arguing back and forth here, no one dares to speak, and this argument is only afraid that there have been several rounds.

The crowd was watching them silently.

Ling Hongfei made a gesture of invitation to the first seat of the high platform: "You always sit down! Wait here slowly." ”

Gongsun Yulong didn't move: "Don't sit, return my Terran disciple to me, I'll leave." ”

Ling Hongfei said with a smile: "Some of my spirit clan are disciples, you like that, you want that, as long as the other party agrees, I have no words." ”

Gongsun Yulong remained motionless.

Ling Hongfei waved his hand to everyone in the main hall and said, "The outstanding disciples of the new generation of my Spirit Clan are all here, and the seniors can only choose!"

"Spirit boy, don't you want to hide the people of my human race's inheritance, just find a few disciples to deal with! No matter how many disciples you have in the spirit race, they can't compare to one disciple of my human race. ”

This is simply too contemptuous of people, and the audience fell silent for a while. You must know that these people are all the generation that has just grown up in the spirit race, and even the patriarch is like this, how can these people have the right to speak.

Over the past hundred years, because of the defects of the Terran martial arts, most of the Terrans have gradually transformed into the Spirit Race.

At this time, this Ling Hongfei actually mentioned that he had a crush on that, as long as the other party had no opinion, he could take the other party away. It seems to be enthusiasm, more like a prevarication. Since there is an insurmountable gap in the martial arts cultivation of the human race, who wants to return to the human race!

But Ling Hongfei looks very atmospheric, this is the selection of the best disciples in the spirit clan.

The disdain shown by the patriarch of the human race, Gongsun Yulong, made Ling Hongfei's politeness a little embarrassed: "Old man Gongsun, I have already summoned the outstanding disciples of my spirit clan to come, what else do you want from me?"

Gongsun Yulong said coldly: "You don't want to be fooled by me, gather the strength of the six elders of my human race, and spend nine years cultivating the inheritors, how can these lay disciples of your spirit race be compared?"

The patriarch of the Spirit Clan shook his hand helplessly, and said with a helpless look: "I said Gongsun Old Man, although you are two hundred years older than me, you can't take a dish from my Spirit Clan, right?"

With this 'two hundred years old', the hall is sighing again.

Gongsun Yulong turned his head, looked at Ling Hongfei and said, "I just want the disciple of my human race to be fearless and hand him over to me, let's stop here, otherwise I won't be done with you!"

Ling Hongfei waved his hand at Gongsun Yulong and said, "Okay, okay, let's not fight, I'll mobilize everyone in the Spirit Clan to find your treasure inheritor, even if you dig three feet into the ground in the Southern Spirit Domain, I will dig it out for you." ”

Then he went to the middle of the main hall and said to the people: "Return to your family quickly, and all those who can move will move for me, even if they dig three feet into the ground, and dig out a fifteen-year-old boy named Fearless." The time when this person went missing was these few days, and it was likely to be in Hualing Mountain. ”

The people in the main hall stared at each other, but for a moment they were blinded.

No one dared to say a word.

Ling Hongfei walked up to Gongsun Yulong and said, "Senior, are you satisfied with this?"

Gongsun Yulong's sleeve robe flicked and he didn't squeak again.

All the young people in the hall were looking at the two old men, but Ling Hongfei flicked his sleeves and said, "What are you in a daze?

Then the people in the main hall rushed out of the hall.

Out of the main hall, it was different, and all of a sudden there was a commotion.

"When will there be one more Terran?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

"I don't know, you are really unheard, it is said that thousands of years ago, the human race was the master of this land. There are no spirits at all. The Elves only came later. Think about how good this human race is!

"I have heard from the elders of the clan that it is said that the Terrans disappeared seventy or eighty years ago. Why did it pop up out of nowhere!"

"This old man of Gongsun can freely enter and exit our enchantment, but our spirit clan doesn't know it, it's really not simple. ”

"What, the Terrans and the Spirits were originally together. It's just that as the population of the Spirit Race grows more and more, the area becomes larger and larger, and the Terran is slowly squeezed out. It is said that because the human race can't cultivate, it will naturally die. It turns out that this is not the case at all. ”

"That's natural, look at this old man Gongsun, he is two hundred years older than our Spirit Clan patriarch, that is, two hundred years more cultivation. Today is really mysterious, if this old man is very angry, he will not destroy our spirit race. ”

"What's the matter, we people were all Terrans hundreds of years ago, how could he make a move?"

In these seven words, the existence of the human race, which was extremely powerful, was magnified by these outstanding disciples in an instant, setting off a huge wave in their hearts.

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But there are exceptions, and those beautiful and excellent female disciples are excited.

He Lujie smiled: "If you can marry such a person, you will have no regrets in this life!"

"You nymphomaniac, looking at this old man all day long, that face is tense, and it is not easy. Ling Yun shook his head and smiled.

He Lujie also smiled in return: "Don't you want to? The strong are respected, if you can get strong because of this, it is naturally worth it." This young man must be handsome and extraordinary, so together, there is a lot of energy!" As she spoke, He Lujie lost her mind in an instant.

Gu Zhiqi's face was serious, and he shook his head: "Don't think about good things, old man Gongsun, even the patriarch of the Spirit Clan can't afford to provoke you, I'm afraid that your family won't be able to serve at that time." ”

He Lujie smiled slightly: "So what, it's worth it if it's an uncle!"

"The women of our spirit clan, the same age is only afraid of tens of thousands, excellent ones abound, how can we fall in love with you and me?

Meng Keer also had a smile on her face, her eyes were still a little intoxicated, and she listened as she walked, as if she was fascinated by it.

"Xiaomeng, did you arrest someone yesterday, is that person?" Gu Zhiqi suddenly asked.

Meng Ke'er didn't react, and when four or five pretty faces stretched out in front of her covered green veil, she suddenly woke up and said, "What? You mean that man! I have already let Zhuxin go, and the ghost knows where to run!"

"Lie, you won't be ready to ......"