Feng Shanxue's begging this time was not only very sincere, but also bowed down and gave Long Xiaoqing the greatest respect.

If it is according to the real level, Feng Shanxue, who is the Supreme Elder, is naturally higher than the Great Elder Long Xiaoqing.

But it may be because of Long Xiaoqing and her sister Long Qing, so Feng Shanxue has never dared to make a mistake in front of Long Xiaoqing.

However, in order to allow Wang Yun to join the Western Heavenly God Mansion, Feng Shanxue tried his best, even ignoring his old face.

Wang Yun and the others watched quietly on the side and did not interject.

But what can be found is that Long Xiaoqing did not mean to let Wang Yun and the others sit in the VIP seats at all.

She kept her face cold, as if endless anger had already spread through her heart, and had made her lose her former color.

The other elders didn't dare to say much, they were silent, and they were very curious in their hearts about how much ability this Wang Yun had to make the Supreme Elder of the Western Heavenly God Mansion Feng Shanxue beg Long Xiaoqing to be reasonable, this is simply impossible.

Facing Feng Shanxue's low begging with an old face, Wang Yun thought that Long Xiaoqing would be moved, but he still guessed wrong.

Long Xiaoqing's expression remained unchanged, but a trace of surprise still appeared on his face: "Elder Shanxue, how can this son be so virtuous, why do you want to be so low-voiced?"

Feng Shanxue replied: "This son is extremely ordinary, but the so-called ordinary person is not ordinary, so I want to get him." ”

"Extraordinary?"

Long Xiaoqing looked at Wang Yun beside her, and she found that Wang Yun was indeed extraordinary, and he had already reached the late stage of the Spirit Silence Realm.

But compared with those Heavenly Pride of the Void Realm, Wang Yun is still far behind. Because the cultivators who can enter the Dabi Thousand are basically in the Spiritual Silence Realm, and one more of them can be regarded as ordinary. But where can the extraordinary be reflected in him?

Feng Shanxue said: "Wang Yun Xiaoyou naturally has his extraordinary, and I hope that Elder Long can give the old man a face. ”

This is the third time that Feng Shanxue has begged for Long Xiaoqing. If there were cultivators from the Western Heavenly Divine Mansion beside him, they would all be laughed out of their big teeth.

Anyway, Feng Shanxue is also the Supreme Elder of the Western Heavenly God Mansion, how could he beg Long Xiaoqing so much for the sake of a young man.

If this kind of thing is said, the face of the Western Heavenly God Mansion can be lost by the mountain and snow.

However, in the face of Feng Shanxue's repeated begging, Long Xiaoqing still said firmly: "I can't agree to Elder Shanxue when I'm angry." ”

After saying that, Long Xiaoqing turned around and left, and at the same time motioned to the Bitter Immortal Sea Elder Bang Wang Yun and his party beside him to leave.

Wang Yun stood in place and was a little stunned, he didn't expect this dragon Xiaoqing to be soft and hard, and he didn't give Feng Shanxue face at all.

But if it doesn't work to close the mountain and snow, then he can only take action by himself. Of course, it is impossible to come up with a ruthless ruler.

However, before he could make a move, Feng Shanxue became angry and began to loudly insult Long Xiaoqing for having no heart.

Long Xiaoqing didn't pay attention to this, and the figure had already walked away. Because she knew that Feng Shanxue didn't dare to make a move here.

Sure enough, Feng Shanxue just paid lip service, and stopped scolding twice. After all, this is the territory of the Sea of Bitter Immortals.

He turned around and looked at Wang Yun apologetically, and said, "Little friend Wang Yun, why don't we change places?"

Wang Yun snorted coldly and said, "I'm here to see the sea of fairy flowers, and I don't want to miss such a beautiful scenery." ”

Feng Shanxue's face was full of sorrow, and said, "Then how about we change the time?"

Wang Yun said: "Senior Feng, I hope you didn't do the two things you did, so forget what you want." ”

As soon as he heard that Wang Yun was going to regret joining the Western Heavenly God Mansion, Feng Shanxue panicked instantly, and said, "Wang Yun's little friend must not. ”

"There's nothing to do. Wang Yun said in a deep voice, and at the same time walked towards Long Xiaoqing, who was leaving. However, those elders of the bitter immortal sea directly stopped him in front of him and said, "If you don't leave, don't blame me for sending you." ”

Wang Yun said with a smile: "After I finish saying a word to you Elder Long, it won't be too late for you to drive us away." ”

"Just say something here. An elder said impatiently to Wang Yun.

Wang Yun laughed: "I can be an old friend of your love goddess, and I have a treasure to give her today." ”

Since he can't rely on Feng Shanxue to sit on the VIP seat of the Bitter Immortal Sea, there are still many ways in Wang Yun's heart.

The Holy Maiden of Love has a good acquaintance with him, although it is an enemy relationship. But today, in the Sea of Bitter Love, he believes that as long as he meets the Holy Maiden of Love, the Holy Maiden of Love will definitely give face.

"Are you old friends with the Holy Maiden?" Several elders who stopped Wang Yun sneered one after another, and one said, "I'll give you three seconds to disappear." ”

Wang Yun ignored it, but shouted towards Long Xiaoqing's VIP seat: "You will definitely be interested in this treasure. ”

Long Xiaoqing didn't seem to hear Wang Yun's words, and didn't move at all. At the same time, several elders in front of Wang Yun began to forcibly attack.

"Hey, what are you old witches going to do!" shouted the barrel as he pointed at the elder of the Bitter Immortal Sea.

The three Baylor family members beside him kept shaking their heads, preparing to leave on their own, their faces were full of melancholy, and they seemed to have some resentment.

Of course, they didn't complain that Wang Yun brought them over, but they felt that the elders of the Bitter Immortal Sea were too unkind.

However, they didn't have any way, and they were still obedient in other people's territory, and they had just negotiated.

But Wang Yun's face didn't change much, he was very calm.

"Elder Shanxue, won't you stop it?"

Wang Yun looked at Feng Shanxue again, he knew that Feng Shanxue was unwilling, and he would definitely take action to stop the elders of the Bitter Immortal Sea.

"Don't do it!"

Sure enough, Feng Shanxue made a move after hearing Wang Yun's words, and directly stopped the elders who wanted to drive Wang Yun away.

"Elder Shanxue, what do you want!" the Elder of the Bitter Immortal Sea looked at Feng Shanxue with an extremely gloomy face and asked.

They didn't dare to imagine that Feng Shanxue, who was the Supreme Elder of the Western Heavenly God Mansion, would be so crazy for a young man.

Feng Shanxue said in a deep voice: "Today, Wang Yun Xiaoyou and others must be seated, otherwise the old man will set off this flower sea show." ”

"Elder Shanxue, are you trying to stir up trouble?" Long Xiaoqing's unusually cold voice suddenly appeared next to Feng Shanxue's ears.

At the same time, her figure instantly appeared in front of Feng Shanxue, her eyes staring at Feng Shanxue full of endless anger.

Feng Shanxue didn't answer, but he wasn't afraid at all, but instead looked at the sky in the distance.

At this moment, more than a dozen young people flew from above, smiling amid the attention and shouts of countless cultivators.

And the leader of them is none other than the Tempest Holy Son of the Western Heavenly God Mansion. To his right and left were a teenager and a big beauty.

In addition, there are more than a dozen young generation Heavenly Prides in the Western Heaven Domain, such as Mr. Shuxian, each of whom is a powerhouse of the Void Realm.

These people are all the pinnacle existences of the younger generation in the Western Heaven Domain, and now they have formed an alliance with the Western Heavenly Divine Mansion and the Tempest Holy Son as the core.

In the face of the destruction and great crisis of the future Heaven and Earth Divine Dynasty, they can only unite in alliance to avoid being broken one by one.

But originally, these cultivators wanted to take the Bitter Immortal Sea as the core alliance with the Heavenly Saintess, after all, the reputation of the Bitter Immortal Sea was much stronger than that of the Western Heavenly Divine Mansion. However, due to the appearance of the Heavenly Destiny Weapon in the Bitter Immortal Sea yesterday, which would lead to a terrifying crisis, these cultivators could only use the Western Heavenly Divine Mansion and the Tempest Holy Son as the core and all of them ally to deal with the crisis.

In this world where the weak eat the strong, the strong are respected. There are no permanent friends, only a never-ending struggle of interests.

When a great power becomes the target of public criticism, no matter how good your reputation is, it will not become the object of everyone's gathering.

Seeing that the Tempest Holy Son led the strongest lineup of the younger generation of the Western Heavenly Domain to the scene, the faces of Long Xiaoqing and the other elders of the Bitter Immortal Sea changed in an instant. They could understand at a glance that the Bitter Immortal Sea was already isolated and helpless, and it had reached the last moment.

"Prince Wang, long time no see!"

More than a dozen people from the Holy Son of the Storm slowly flew in front of Wang Yun, and after seeing Wang Yunmian, the Holy Son of the Storm came up enthusiastically to shake hands.

Wang Yun smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to meet him.

At the moment when the two of them held their hands, the whole scene suddenly became silent.

After that, everyone was shocked in disbelief.

Including Feng Shan Xue, Long Xiaoqing and the strongest lineup of more than a dozen young generations behind the Holy Son of Storm.

"What's going on? What's going on? The Holy Son of the Wind actually knows this little hairy head?"

"Where is the little hairy head, his name is Wang Yun, and he even provoked Mr. Shuxian in the first two big competitions!"

"How can he still be alive?"

"Hehe, Mr. Shuxian has used the strongest techniques summoned by the Divine Book, and he has not been killed. ”

"Is he so horrible?"

"That's nature. ”

"No wonder he dared to go to the VIP seat to find trouble for the Bitter Immortal Sea, it turned out that the Bitter Immortal Sea did not arrange for him. ”

All the cultivators who were ready to watch the sea of fairy flowers stared at the scene that was happening on the VIP seats of the mountain stream.

They originally thought that Wang Yun and his party would definitely be blasted out of the VIP seats that went to the mountain stream.

But what made them not believe it at all was that Wang Yun and his party were not only not immediately blasted out by the elders of the Bitter Immortal Sea.

On the contrary, Wang Yun and his party met the Supreme Elder of the Western Heavenly Divine Mansion, and even the Great Elder Long Xiaoqing of the Bitter Immortal Sea.

And just when they felt incredible, the handshake with Wang Yun after the arrival of the Holy Son of the Wind blinded their eyes even more.

What kind of sacredness is this Wang Yun, who can actually let the Holy Son of the Wind take the initiative to greet him and shake hands?

"Prince Wang, we haven't seen each other for a long time. ”

Before all the cultivators present could ease up from the shaking hand between the Holy Son of the Storm and Wang Yun, another person stretched out his hand to Wang Yun with a big smile on his face.

"I didn't expect you to be Long Aotian, who is known as the strongest young generation in the Western Heaven Domain, you are really a hero from ancient times. ”

The person who shook hands with Wang Yun for the second time was none other than the fifteen-year-old boy beside the Holy Son of the Tempest, Long Aotian.

The last time he was in the ruins, Long Aotian still remembered Wang Yun's face vividly, especially when he fought for the Spear of Destruction at the end.

Now that he can see Wang Yun again, how can he not be happy?

On the side, Feng Shan Xueji looked at the Holy Son of the Wind in shock and asked, "Holy Son, do you know Wang Yun Xiaoyou?"

The Holy Son of the Wind chuckled and nodded, "We met in the Ruins of Destruction some time ago, but then we lost contact. ”

"But what I can tell you is that Wang Yun Xiaoyou took away the Spear of Destruction in front of me and the Aotian and Lovers Holy Maiden!"