On the mountainside of Yanyan Mountain, an extremely spacious flat land has been opened, which is enough to accommodate nearly fifty rings.

Each ring has an ally of the Xianxia League as a referee, or an elder of a sect outside the alliance, or a golden sword attendant, and his cultivation is above the Sun Wheel realm.

The Sun Wheel Realm, the power of the pillars of the general sect, so many masters of the Sun Wheel Realm gathered here at this Yanyan Mountain Conference, which shows the great significance of the Jade Mirror Treasure to the human race.

Fifty meters away from the mountainside, in a temporary courtyard, the wind chimes ring lightly, and you can overlook the entire competition square by looking at the Xuan.

Undoubtedly, the people who can overlook the game here are the ones who can shake the wind and rain.

A middle-aged man pinned the wine pot at his waist, stretched his waist sleepily, glanced at the ant-like crowd below boredly, frowned and said: "Xianxia League is really idle, do you really think that there are more people who can come out of the jade mirror treasure alive?"

In the house, the fragrance of tea overflows.

The mountain wind suddenly rose, and the warm fragrance was raised out of the building, and a handsome man waved his sleeves, but the scorching heat waved, but he could no longer enter the pavilion for half a minute.

Star Realm?! This young man is only twenty-five or sixteen, right, and his cultivation has reached such a jaw-dropping realm?!

The person outside the fence glanced at it and exclaimed, "Lao Wang, I didn't say it. If you, the little apprentice, had already passed the Yunhai Realm, he and our family Langya might have been able to break through in this jade mirror. ”

The young man nodded in thanks, hesitated for a moment, and was able to get the praise of the person in front of him, and said with some pride: "It's all up to Master's guidance." ”

The old man sitting next to the young man smiled heartily: "Although Yu Heng is talented and intelligent, his heart is not in cultivation. His cultivation is nothing compared to you, a drunkard. Tell me, how old are you to enter the stars?"

The drunkard sneered, "How many people in the world can be like me?"

This sentence that seems to be uncommon comes out of anyone's mouth, and the old man will scoff at it, but he is the only one, without arrogance and conceit, this sentence is so natural, it only makes people respect.

A voice like a heavenly voice came from beside the old man, with a hint of laughter: "Since ancient times, heroes have come out of youth, and I believe that Yuheng's future achievements will not be under that old drunkard." ”

Her voice is like a spring breeze in March, and it seems that even the fragrance of tea in her hand has been compared.

"Hmph......" Du Ying snorted coldly in his nose, as if he remembered something, pursed his lips, and put the wine jug in his arms to his mouth.

The cold wind chimes are noisy again, and the scorching breeze still can't invade.

"Xiaoqin, you say...... If he hadn't died, would he have really come?" the drunkard's arrogance looked a little lonely under the wind chimes.

Su Qin's smile was like a rainbow, and the red silk on her waist danced to herself without wind: "He said, "Dragon Zun Jue" is his only chance to live, if he lives, he will definitely come back."

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Yu Heng's hand drinking tea stopped, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

There were ripples in the old man's eyes, "Three days and a million words, this kind of talent is indeed rare in a thousand years." ”

The drunkard looked down on the audience again, and this time, his sleepy eyes bloomed with a strange brilliance like the stars in the night.

Yin Immortal Su Qin leaned against the railing and said softly: "Give them some time, these teenagers will eventually grow up." ”

The drunkard flew around, and said heartlessly: "Then it depends on whether others give us time......

At the same time, in the dense fifty rings, the number of spectators in this ring was quite impressive, after all, Jiang Fengxue on the ring was a silver sword squire who was born more beautiful than a woman!

Before the age of twenty-five, he was able to enter the middle stage of the sea of clouds, and this talent can be called a leader in the four seas. You must know that the Fenghua Sect Elder Hua Changfeng that Lin Ling met back then was only in the middle of the sea of clouds, and the other party was already over thirty years old. Coupled with his delicate facial features and the identity of a silver sword squire, some contestants have long been regarded as great enemies.

But unlike usual, what Jiang Fengxue heard was not praise for him, but more doubts.

"Did you hear what the referee said about it?"

"I heard it, I heard it! Feihuamen, Jiang Fengxue. ...... What's going on?"

These two men have clearly done some homework on the game.

Jiang Fengxue seemed to ...... It should be a descendant of the Xianxia Alliance, when did you join the Feihuamen?"

Everyone on the left and right shook their heads, and after a series of doubts, they didn't discuss it anymore, after all, which sect this Jiang Fengxue belonged to, it really didn't mean much to them.

Jiang Fengxue snorted coldly, if she hadn't accidentally lost to her fellow sect in the inner door competition, how could she be carrying such a dirty little sect to participate in the competition now, and still being pointed at by these crows.

Jiang Fengxue's heart is arrogant, only the Xianxia League, a super immortal sect, is worthy of his identity! But now, his title is Feihuamen...... Thinking of this, Jiang Fengxue sneered at Feihuamen again in her heart.

Jiang Feng had been fighting in the snow for a while, and his opponent still hadn't arrived.

The referee of this ring is an elder of the Xianxia Alliance, who has a mid-day cultivation and is about fifty years old.

"Three hundred and six! Chen Qingmei, please come to the stage and compete!"

This was the third time the elder had called his name, and the agreed half-pillar of incense had already passed the waiting time.

If the half-pillar incense burns out and the player still does not appear, then the player will be deemed to have automatically forfeit, and the opponent will be successfully promoted.

However, this is the Yanyan Mountain Conference, the ticket to enter the Jade Mirror Treasure! No one will come all the way here to draw lots, and then not come to the war, right?!

Even if the opponent is too strong, he should show his face

Worthy of your trip to the hot mountains!?

The elder's face was already pale, and the audience under the ring gradually boiled.

"Who is this Chen Qingmei? I haven't heard of it, don't come if you don't dare to fight, it's really shameless. ”

"I don't have any backbone at all, and I really embarrassed my sect if I came to Yanyan Mountain...... By the way, what sect is this person from?"

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, all of them are at a loss.

"Haven't heard of ......"

While everyone was discussing, in the crowd, a man lewdly probed his brain, his eyes scanned left and right, and he crept like a mouse to hide in the bustling crowd.

Isn't this person 'a sword drifting incense', who is Chen Qingmei?

In fact, Chen Qingmei had already come to the ring before Jiang Fengxue, could it be that Lin Ling gave him a 'bad idea', and he happily agreed, he would have gone up and happily made a hundred.

But...... Lin Ling said that the method was too tempting, so for the sake of the treasure, he agreed!

At this moment, he covered his face with his hands, and the anxiety in his heart made him more irresistible than the temperature around him.

"What the hell is this guy doing! Hurry up for Lao Tzu! The time for a stick of incense is almost up!"

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