Ye Nanfeng walked all the way, but he didn't know when Qing'er was no longer by his side.

In retrospect, Qing'er's face had been a little unsightly just now, but he was attracted by the selection of the fairy realm, and he didn't take this matter to heart at all, and now he found that Qing'er was gone, and he felt the anxiety in his heart.

When the old fairy heard this, his expression also changed, and he sensed it carefully, but he couldn't sense any information from Qing'er.

"If something happens to Qing'er, I won't be able to forgive myself in my life." Ye Nanfeng said a decadent word.

The old immortal immediately scolded: "Nonsense, this is Heavenly Court, she is a good little immortal, and she has no contact with anyone on weekdays, it is impossible to make enemies, what will happen." ”

Ye Nanfeng was stunned for a moment, and nodded: "What you said makes sense, I am concerned and confused, and I made a mistake in judgment, but she suddenly left without saying hello, and I couldn't rest assured." ”

Saying that, Ye Nanfeng took the old immortal to look for it all the way, looking at it little by little according to the way he came, and shouted quietly, but it still caused some immortals next to him to be dissatisfied.

The selection will begin soon.

"I can't go on like this, this place is so big, where can I find it." Ye Nanfeng was in a hurry.

The old fairy pondered for a moment, and suddenly slapped his forehead: "Sure enough, you were taken crooked by this stupid boy, and the relationship is chaotic, didn't your communication token leave Qing'er's divine sense information?" ”

Thinking of the communication token, Ye Nanfeng was overjoyed, he forgot about this artifact, he should have beaten it.

I opened the communication token and looked at it, and sure enough, I saw Qing'er's message, but the description of the communication token in my heart was very strange, but it seemed that Qing'er sent it in a hurry, which probably meant that Qing'er was fine, there was an elder in the sky, and then I saw myself so I took it.

"Qing'er still has relatives in the sky, we never knew about it, but now it seems that Qing'er should be fine, this communication token can only be used by me, if something really happens to Qing'er, the communication token may have been broken and reported to heaven."

Ye Nanfeng knew that Qing'er was fine, so he was relieved, because he was crowded in the crowd, and it was impossible for him to squeeze out before the end of the selection in the Immortal Domain.

And this is also an excellent experience, since Qing'er is fine, Ye Nanfeng will simply calm down and watch carefully.

The Xuanguang mirror truly reflects all the things that happen in the center of the venue, and a figure is clearly visible, as if you are watching a super-large frequency LCD TV.

The old immortal sat on Ye Nanfeng's shoulder, it stands to reason that he should be used to seeing this kind of wind and waves, and he actually looked more serious than Ye Nanfeng.

Ye Nanfeng was very curious, but he couldn't bother himself when he saw that the old fairy was so serious, so he completely put his experience on the Xuanguang mirror.

Although the number of places in the election is very small, there are very many people who participate in the selection, in order to maintain the order of the fairy realm, only the first-class immortals are allowed to participate, but they have also reached tens of thousands.

These people are all the best in the fairy realm, they are polite and courteous to each other, but they smell of gunpowder, this is everyone's opportunity, so they will not become humble because of how good the relationship is.

At most, it is just a few good relations to get together, and defend against foreign enemies first.

In the first brawl, it was divided into countless small groups, and the weakest ones were eliminated directly.

The strongest, such as the Zhao father and son, were surrounded by a large group of people who seemed to be soldiers, although there were not many of them, but no one dared to provoke them.

The people here are not stupid, even if some people have the means to reach the heavens in the world, but when they meet the Zhao father and son, who are concerned by the Golden Immortals, no one will risk the world to move the two of them.

Everyone is paying attention, Ye Nanfeng is no exception, he rummaged through the crowd, found that it was indeed miserable, and couldn't help but think, if he was promoted to a first-class immortal, would he also need to fight like this, and what his chances of winning were.

For several days, this competition has not ended, but fortunately, in this special venue, there is enough immortal energy, and I don't feel hungry and lose my strength, otherwise I don't know how many people will starve to death here.

Everyone looks at it well, and after becoming an immortal, the spirit is more than ten times stronger than that of the mortal world, and occasionally someone is tired of watching it, and he cultivates a few times by himself, and he quickly recovers after taking a few breaths of immortal energy.

Looking at the relaxed appearance of the people around him, Ye Nanfeng's brain was a little swollen, because he hadn't started to cultivate any immortal family collections, and although he was now a little wealthy, he was still one line away from the best immortal family collections.

"Bear with me, I want to give myself a good foundation."

Ye Nanfeng knew how important a good basic technique was, after all, so many cultivation novels were not in vain.

But no matter what, Ye Nanfeng insisted on watching.

The selection of the fairy realm is not far from himself.

Meng Dongcheng stood in the selection venue, surrounded by more than a dozen people, and now it was very easy to deal with it, and the people around him were reluctant to provoke too much when they saw that others were too powerful.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, Meng Dongcheng looked at the people around him for a while, in order to ensure that he could be successfully promoted to immortals, he planned for a long time, these people around him are all first-class immortals who have strength but no confidence to enter the top twelve, in order to invite these people to protect his previous journey, Meng Dongcheng really made a bloody investment.

There are many people like him, but most of them are leaders in various fields, except for a few alternatives, everyone's merits are not easy to come by, and some people can be promoted to cultivation just short of that line of merit.

Although the immortal rank has not increased, the cultivation has increased, and when the most powerful group of people are selected, these people will become the new immortal overlords of the Eastern Regions.

I'd rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail.

After a few days of selection, most of those who were not strong were eliminated, and the people who were still on the field were the elite of the elite, and they were also the best in the competition for the number of immortals, divided into seven groups, and the largest group of more than fifty people, no one dared to provoke.

The least are the Zhao father and son, a total of nine people.

But no one dared to touch the most or the least. The other five small groups fought one after another, often uniting to defeat one of them, and the rest of the parries could not be merged into the new group.

In the end, even the largest group of people were scattered, after all, this is the selection of the fairy realm, and the people who participate in the selection have no way to absorb the new immortal energy, at most they can absorb some spiritual energy.

This is also one of the rules of selection, and for so many days, they have been carried hard.

Many people have long been exhausted, even the Zhao father and son have obviously not moved their bodies, and they are still tired, after all, they have to guard against other people's sneak attacks, and they also have to prevent the people around them from turning back.