A few minutes later, the Immortal Flower Spirit Garden between the Third Love Mountain and the Eighteenth Love Mountain of the Bitter Immortal Sea gradually appeared in front of all the cultivators.

In the originally illusory sky, one after another bright red fairy flowers began to bloom, like a graceful dancing girl.

As far as the eye can see, there is a sea of red. Every fairy flower is showing its most beautiful posture.

The rich fragrance permeated the heavens and the earth, with a strong sense of charm, which instantly made all the cultivators lose themselves.

The blooming fairy flowers are of different sizes, but at this moment they constitute a wonderful picture, which is the ultimate realm of flowers.

At the same time, a disciple of the Bitter Immortal Sea wearing a long red dress slowly emerged from the sea of red.

They are stunning, beautiful. Like the blooming fairy flowers, it gives them vitality and vitality.

As soon as the youthful and beautiful dance moved, the whole sea of fairy flowers seemed to come to life.

"A song of broken love, eternal sound!"

In the center of the sea of fairy flowers, a young woman with a very beautiful appearance appeared last, driving the attention of the audience.

Just in an instant, the audience exclaimed. In particular, the cultivators who came to participate in the big competition and the accompanying competition were even more excited.

The melodious and beautiful songs resounded in the sky above the fairy flower garden, which made this sea of flowers and performances have a more unique charm.

All the cultivators present seemed to have a feeling, and that was happiness.

Immersed in this beautiful world, they seem to have forgotten the birth of the Instrument of Destiny and the coming of the crisis.

The Falling Fairy Flower released a majestic floral scent that made them fall into an ethereal state, and all they wanted was enjoyment.

"The Holy Maiden of Love!"

As the saintess of the sea of bitter love, the saintess of love herself appeared as the finale of this love fairy flower sea and performance.

The purpose was to let the cultivators who came to participate in the big competition and accompany them know that I was grateful for the warm welcome given to them by the Immortal Sea.

"Wang Gongzi, do you see the Falling Fairy Spirit Flower behind the Holy Maiden of Love? That is the champion reward of this big competition. ”

At this moment, the Tempest Saint Son looked at a falling love fairy spirit flower behind the Heavenly Saint Maiden, and smiled at Wang Yun.

I saw that this falling fairy spirit flower was blooming with huge petals, releasing a strong red light, which was extremely amazing.

Moreover, it is also the largest flower in the sea of fairy flowers, the size of a small mountain.

The Holy Maiden of Love stood in front of it and danced her body, gently reflecting her body, which was quite a harmonious beauty.

Echoing with the dancing posture of the disciples of the surrounding bitter fairy sea, it is unique, it is simply the dance of the immortals in the world.

Wang Yun's eyes were like torches, and he said: "I see it, the beauty is profound. It's a pity that beautiful things don't last, especially flowers. ”

Long Aotian stretched out his head and looked at Wang Yun and said, "Prince Wang, although the beauty of flowers does not last, the people who get flowers are lucky enough. ”

"Are you lucky?" Wang Yun looked back at Long Aotian, he didn't expect that he could understand the true meaning of flowers at such a young age.

Long Aotian said confidently: "Of course, the Falling Immortal Spirit Flower is the most amazing one among all flowers. In particular, the longer the growth time, the more precious it is, just like love, the longer it is, the more precious it is. ”

"Haha, then dare to ask Aotian, do you have love?"

Wang Yun chuckled, he didn't think that Long Aotian, who was only fifteen years old, would have love, after all, fifteen years old was still a child.

However, Long Aotian's answer surprised Wang Yun very much.

I only heard Long Aotian say: "My father made a marriage contract for me when I was born, and I didn't meet my lover until I was six years old. Although I am only fifteen years old, I have been in love with my lover for nine years, and it is still infinitely sweet. ”

"Damn, you little kid has love, it's been nine years!"

At this time, the deep and surprised voice of the wine barrel sounded, and his eyes were fixed on Long Aotian, his face full of shock.

Of course, it wasn't just the wine barrel, Wang Yun was also very shocked. He would never have thought that Long Aotian would have this kind of experience.

Think of when he was six years old, he was still urinating and mud all day long, digging holes and traps in his own fields.

Even when he was fifteen years old, he was still playing games in Internet cafes, and a group of friends were holding Gatling.

But what about Long Aotian, not only has his cultivation talent been terrifying since he was a child, but he is also different from ordinary people in terms of love.

The Holy Son of Tempest suddenly laughed and said, "Prince Wang, there are still many things on Aotian, you have to understand it slowly." ”

"Why don't we talk about the future after today's big competition?"

The Holy Son of the Wind invited Wang Yun to talk, and his intention must have been to draw Wang Yun into his alliance.

The future of the Hero Continent is bound to be chaotic, and the crisis of the Heaven and Earth God Dynasty is becoming more and more intense. The Holy Son of the Storm wanted him to continue to live in the Western Heavenly Divine Mansion, and it was necessary to win over the proud son of the Heaven in the Western Heavenly Domain, and Wang Yun was also the object of his wooing.

After all, it was enough to snatch the Destruction Spear from the eyes of him, Long Aotian and the five Heavenly Sons of Love, including the Heavenly Saintess.

"Yes, Wang Yun Xiaoyou, it is necessary for you to talk freely with my holy son and discuss the future trend. Feng Shanxue interjected urgently.

He was bent on letting Wang Yun join the Western Heavenly Divine Mansion, although Wang Yun had never given a positive answer. But if Wang Yun could join the alliance with the Tempest Holy Son as the core, it would also be a great thing for him to see it at first sight in the Western Heavenly Divine Mansion.

"Prince Wang, I hope we can fight the future together. The Cold Rain Saintess smiled and continued to say to Wang Yun.

Wang Yun sneered inwardly, thinking that the Wind Holy Son's family was really cooperative, and their courage was unimaginable.

In the territory of the Bitter Immortal Sea, daring to win himself over in front of many Bitter Immortal Sea elders is indeed crazy enough.

However, whether or not to agree to talk to the Tempest Son with him, he has already made up his mind that he will talk about alliances and not concentricity.

Why? Because he is the Imperial Elder of the Bitter Immortal Sea, he must stand on the same front with the Bitter Immortal Sea at all times.

Now that the Bitter Immortal Sea is in a huge crisis, he naturally can't sit idly by, let alone help the Holy Son of the Wind to be hostile.

However, in order to better help the Bitter Immortal Sea survive the crisis, he could only go deep into the alliance of the Holy Son of the Wind to stop him.

Even though, he said with a smile: "Thanks to the Tempest Holy Son, I, Wang Yun, naturally want to talk to you freely. ”

As soon as they heard Wang Yun's words, the Holy Son of the Storm, Feng Shanxue, and the Holy Maiden of Cold Rain were all extremely happy, and they all said that Wang Yun knew the overall situation.

But for the elders present in the bitter immortal sea, Wang Yun's promise made them fall into an even greater crisis.

Especially Long Xiaoqing, her face was extremely gloomy. First of all, her view of Wang Yun is no longer an ordinary person.

On the contrary, she thinks that Wang Yun must be a peak powerhouse of the younger generation, but he is low-key and will not show off with words.

Secondly, the Tempest Son's deception was so great that she had no way to do it. Although this is the Sea of Bitter Immortals, she really doesn't dare to do anything to the Tempest Holy Son. Once you tear your face with the Holy Son of the Wind now, the Bitter Immortal Sea will lose even more.

So she could only endure it.

And as soon as she forbeared, many elders of the Immortal Sea who were with her naturally didn't dare to say anything.

"Prince Wang, have you ever known the Instrument of Destiny?"

The Tempest Saint Son's next question made Wang Yun slightly stunned, but he believed that the Tempest Saint Son didn't know that the Mandate of Heaven was in his hands, and he probably wanted to unite with him to seize the Mandate of Heaven Weapon, and at the same time deter the elders of the Bitter Immortal Sea.

"Weapon of Destiny?" Wang Yun pretended not to know anything, and said, "What kind of weapon is that?"

"The Instrument of Destiny is the Instrument of Destiny that gives Destiny. Long Aotian explained to Wang Yun on the side.

"Heavenly Weapon?" Wang Yun was surprised and said, "Is there still a Heavenly Weapon in this world?

At this time, the wine barrel shouted on the side: "Brother Yun, let's just say that you live in a dream all day, and I told you yesterday that I didn't listen." ”

"Fuck off, you seem to know yes. Wang Yun looked at the wine barrel angrily, signaling that he cooperated well.

The wine barrel took a sip of his daughter's red and said, "I just know, and the Instrument of Destiny is in the Bitter Immortal Sea." ”

"In the Bitter Immortal Sea?" Wang Yun was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Long Xiaoqing, wanting to see how she would react.

As a result, Long Xiaoqing's face was still gloomy on the surface. But her heart was already pounding and full of panic.

Because, the last thing she wanted to see was that the Holy Son of the Wind led the strongest lineup of the younger generation of the Western Heaven Regions on the scene to defect.

Once she waited until that time, she would suffer from internal and external troubles in the Immortal Sea, and the Holy Son of the Tempest was not something they could easily offend.

"It seems that the wine brother already knows. The Holy Son of the Wind chuckled at the wine barrel, and at the same time looked at Wang Yun suspiciously, and said, "Prince Wang, don't you really know?"

Wang Yun said calmly: "I haven't heard of anything about the Mandate of Heaven, how can I know where it is." ”

"Okay, then does Wang Gongzi want to get the Instrument of Destiny?"

"If it's really like the barrel guy said that the Destiny Weapon is in the Bitter Immortal Sea, then I will definitely get it!"

Wang Yun said in an extremely firm voice, showing his domineering and determination to get the Instrument of Destiny.

"Haha, then Wang Gongzi, let's discuss it after the big competition, this kind of thing is better to get it one step ahead. ”

The Tempest Son had a sinister smile on his face. When he said these words to Wang Yun, he actually gave them to the elders of the Bitter Immortal Sea.

He wanted to put tremendous pressure on the Bitter Immortal Sea, so that the Bitter Immortal Sea would hand over the Instrument of Heavenly Destiny to him.

Why did he do it?

Because he knew that the crisis in the outside world was extremely serious in the Bitter Immortal Sea, and all the great forces of the Hero Continent were eyeing it.

If he can't get the Mandate Weapon in the shortest possible time, it is likely that the Mandate Weapon will fall into the hands of others.

But if he wants to rely only on his current power in the Bitter Immortal Sea, he can't tear his face against the Bitter Immortal Sea at all.

Therefore, he decided to put huge pressure on the Bitter Immortal Sea to let the Bitter Immortal Sea gain his alliance with the Instrument of Destiny.

Yesterday's small meeting with the strongest lineup of these young generations in the Western Heavenly Domain was also what he deliberately wanted to let the Bitter Immortal Sea know.

There is no other purpose, only one purpose. That is to let the Bitter Immortal Sea know that he wants the Instrument of Destiny for the Holy Son of the Wind!