Zhong Huilan, Zhong Lin and his wife, that is definitely doing what they say.

Zhong Xiaofan came back with his front foot, they smashed this explosive news on his head, and he didn't even have time to eat dinner, one of them recited an obscure incantation, and disappeared in front of everyone.

Zhong Xiaofan frowned, although he only listened to a rough idea, but the spell, he was a little reflective, it seemed to be a flying spell, this was a very superior space spell, even Zhong Xiaofan couldn't cast it.

"Brother, is our father and mother just leaving?" Zhong Shanshan, this girl, has been in a mess for the past few days, and until this time, she has not been able to come back to her senses.

Zhong Xiaofan's head is big, how can this be comforted.

"Shanshan, we are all cultivators, don't worry, my father and mother will be fine, and when we become strong, we will naturally have a family reunion. ”

Zhong Shanshan nodded vigorously, but Zhong Xiaofan was quite embarrassed.

For cultivators, the longevity is long, and how much time can be really used to enjoy the joy of family?

Retreats, meditations, and practice all take time.

It's no wonder that Taishang is forgetful, unhindered, lonely, after the vicissitudes of life, how many people can be familiar with him?

"Okay girl, you just stay in this small building near the lake, and my brother will accompany you for a few days, and also guide you in refining skills. ”

Zhong Xiaofan has not forgotten that Zhong Shanshan is very sad about the way of refining.

The last time he returned to the world of martial ancestors, Zhong Xiaofan originally wanted to let his brothers help find Fengtaiyi through the martial arts altar.

It's a pity that the last information returned, the remnants of the martial artists of the Xuanhuang Domain, after entering the Martial Ancestor Holy Land, were scattered all over the place, and were absorbed by the sects of the Martial Ancestor Holy Land, and many of them were nowhere to be found.

Not only Feng Taiyi, but also Shen Ruozhou, Zhong Xiaofan can't find it.

Zhong Huilan and his wife left, but before leaving, they threw a big bomb to Zhong Xiaofan, the Holy Maiden of Miaoxin.

This girl, after the two worlds were connected, Zhong Xiaofan had also met a few times, and every time her nose was not a nose, and her face was not a face.

The female hooligan Xiao Huang is the only one in the Martial Ancestor World who dares to have a joke with Zhong Xiaofan, and this wonderful saint is the only one in the Martial Ancestor World who dares to throw her face at the Immortal Martial Alliance.

Zhong Xiaofan did what he said, anyway, except for the Xianwu League, he was uncomfortable in the rest of the places, so he built a small house near the lake and lived his own small life.

It took half a month for Zhong Shanshan, a girl, to recover from the blow of her parents' travel.

This girl was appeased, but the trouble of the Canglong Ancient Clan came again.

Fu Bo, personally came to the Xianwu League to visit Zhong Xiaofan, the young master.

After all, Zhong Huilan left with the identity of the patriarch of the Canglong Ancient Clan, and now the Canglong Ancient Clan, the dragons have no leader, and many people are thinking.

"Little young master, the Canglong Ancient Clan is in chaos, several Martial Emperors in the clan are making trouble, and a few of them are about to be unable to suppress the scene!" Fu Bo worried.

Zhong Xiaofan frowned, these people are really bold, this is how dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head.

Zhong Shanshan was furious when she heard this, "No, my mother has put too much effort into the family, and I will never allow them to come nonsense." ”

This sentence is good, for Zhong Huilan, this Canglong Ancient Clan is her father, entrusted to her with the weight of his life, and there must be no mistakes.

Over the years, Zhong Huilan has really been heart-to-heart for the Canglong Ancient Clan.

Unexpectedly, this person had just left, Zhong Xiaofan just asked Fu Bo to go back with a word, and asked the Canglong Ancient Clan to re-elect a patriarch.

"Fubo, who's making a fuss?"

"The Great Elder, the Fourth Elder, and the Nine Elders, all three of them are all cultivators in the Martial Empress period, and they each have a force in the family, and they don't give in to each other. "Fauber Road.

Zhong Xiaofan looked at Fu Bo, "Fu Bo, you are not a martial immortal, just take action to suppress it, the three of them dare to be unreasonable, you directly hit them to be reasonable." ”

Fu Bo's face was bitter, "Little young master, the old slave is just a slave next to the first patriarch, how can he have this weight, even if he suppresses it by brute force, I am afraid that there will be a recurrence in the future, and what will be destroyed in the end is the heritage of the Canglong Ancient Clan." ”

Zhong Xiaofan thought for a while, "Since this is the case, let them make a fuss for a while, Fubo, don't go back, three days later, we will go back to Canghai together, and many things should be dealt with!"

Fu Bo looked happy, as long as there is a little young master out of the horse, he can definitely make a decision.

Zhong Xiaofan set the date three days later, and he was also particular, and one more day would be the day when the Immortal Martial Alliance invited the Martial Ancestor World and all the peak powerhouses of the Martial Immortals to gather.

I have to say that when these Martial Immortal peak powerhouses received the anonymous invitation from the Immortal Martial Alliance, they were really taken aback.

The first thing that came to mind for these martial artists who were at the pinnacle of the Martial Ancestor World was that the Immortal Martial Alliance was about to exert its might, and this was to confirm their status as the boss of the rivers and lakes.

Many of the older generation of martial arts peak powerhouses sighed that the situation has changed, and this day has finally come.

Although their minds were different, and there were many conflicts, all the martial immortal peak powerhouses gathered in the Golden Hall of the Holy Courtyard on this day.

Because the number was not known in advance, the Immortal Martial Alliance could only estimate that the Golden Hall of the Holy Courtyard would have one or two hundred seats, and there would be no problem at all.

In the main hall, there are ten longitudinal rows, and there are fifteen seats in each row, which can accommodate one hundred and fifty martial immortal peak powerhouses.

However, the current background of the Martial Ancestor World, these one hundred and fifty seats, is obviously not satisfied.

From morning to night, outside the Immortal Martial Alliance, they have been rolling names, but in the end, there are only less than thirty martial immortal peak powerhouses in the seats, and some of them are the older generation powerhouses who have disappeared for many years, even the Wolf Emperor Thunder, Zhang Tianshi and others, in front of these people, they are all juniors.

On top of the ten rows of seats, there are also two vertical seats, which are specially prepared for the immortal marrow powerhouses of the Immortal Martial Alliance.

This time, there were a total of twenty-eight Martial Immortal peak powerhouses, among them, three came to the Martial Ancestor Holy Land, six new ones were added to the Immortal Martial Alliance, and the remaining nineteen were those Martial Immortal peak powerhouses who originally belonged to the Apocalypse Battle Realm, or scattered cultivators, or ancestor-level figures of the Nine Masters of the Human Race and the Seven Heroes of the Demon Race.

Everyone sat down, except for the three in the Martial Ancestor World, most of the rest of the people knew each other, after all, they had all mixed up in the Apocalypse War Realm, and they all raised their glasses to congratulate, saying "You old boy, you are still alive", "Eh, old woman, you are not dead!", "You old demon, how long have you lived, didn't you say you were dead?" This kind of made the great elder who presided over this conference cry and laugh, and he was anxious.

However, everyone was still very satisfied with the hospitality specifications of the Xianwu Alliance.

No matter what, on each seat, there is a 10% pure pill, and there are also fine wines and spirit fruits, which are very rare.

Some martial immortals, looking at the pill in front of them, are reluctant to take it, this thing is brought back, and it can definitely create a high-level martial immortal powerhouse.

The sun is thinning, outside the Xianwu League, there is no one anymore, and a group of immortal marrow powerhouses are rushing in.

The last to appear was naturally Zhong Xiaofan, who was followed by Ye Qiuan, a dog-headed military advisor.

No matter what he was thinking, as soon as Zhong Xiaofan appeared, the twenty-eight Martial Immortal Peak powerhouses below, together with the seventeen Immortal Marrow powerhouses who were sitting in their hands, all stood up and bowed.

"I've seen Your Excellency!"

Zhong Xiaofan raised his hand and pressed it weakly, "Everyone please sit down!"

After taking a seat, next to Zhong Xiaofan's chairman, there was another seat, which was specially prepared for Ye Qiuan.

Ye Qiu'an is a military advisor, and he is as wise as a demon, he is not a disciple standing on the sidelines, so he naturally has a place.

It's just that, in view of his pitiful cultivation, he actually sat in the Golden Palace, and the second seat really made many people unhappy, including the three ancestor-level figures from the Martial Ancestor Holy Land.

You must know that they are in the Holy Land of Wuzu, and they are definitely invincible existences that suppress one sect by one person.

If it weren't for the beginning, Zhang Tianshi went to Qilian Mountain and showed the perfect cultivation of the immortal marrow, these three old men would still disdain to come to the Immortal Martial Alliance.

Today is considered to have opened my eyes, and I saw seventeen powerhouses in the Immortal Marrow Realm in one go, and there are more than twenty people who are at the peak of martial immortals like them.

The pleasure of being high and invincible in the past is immediately gone.

The master is lonely, sometimes, everyone still likes to be lonely, and suddenly there are so many people who are better than themselves, and there are those who are as powerful as themselves, which is not very good, dangerous.

The old emperor of the Tianzi Empire is the oldest person here, and after drinking the spirit wine, the old man stood up, dressed in an imperial robe, and was very imposing.

"Your Excellency, this time I have summoned us and others to come, please make it clear if you have any orders!"

Although the old man said this, his tone was quite cold, and he was obviously holding back the anger in his heart.

Wolf Emperor Thunder, I can't see anyone questioning Zhong Xiaofan, hearing this, a pair of cold wolf eyes looked at the old man from afar, and the cold breath was terrifying.

"Presumptuous!"

Zi Wuji's forehead was sweating, and the breath of immortal marrow perfection was really terrifying, just a trace of murderous intent made him unbearable.

Taking a step back, removing this sense of oppression, Zi Wuji stiffened his head and clenched his fists, "Your Excellency, now that the Immortal Martial Alliance is in the Martial Ancestor World, it is the same honor, and what Your Excellency has done, we also admire it, but if you want to make me Zi Wuji slave, the old man would rather kill himself here!"

"Zi Wuji, are you so bold, are you crazy?" Zhang Tianshi took the case.

Zi Wuji was depressed, the coercion of the two immortal marrows, he really couldn't bear it, but none of the deflated calves around him stood up to respond to him, these servile guys were too spineless.

At this time, the sound of spring breeze and rain sounded in the Golden Palace.

"Senior Zi doesn't need to worry, I, Zhong Xiaofan, have no intention of reigning in the Martial Ancestor World, nor do I have the ambition to let you bow down to the Immortal Martial Alliance, you can rest assured!"