Emperor Changfeng was annoyed by them, and said angrily: "Let's clean up the city for this emperor, the matter of the Sanzhou Disciple Selection Competition, after this emperor and the soul emperor discussed, it will naturally be announced to everyone!" ”

When everyone heard this, they looked at the dream and retreated silently.

Since experiencing the catastrophe of the immortal gods and ghosts and the sea emperor demon slaves, the human race of the three continents and seven seas has become more and more united.

Although everyone wants to participate in the competition, they all want to become spiritual cultivators, but ...... They don't kill each other just because of a few places.

Emperor Changfeng looked at the crowd in the distance and was very pleased.

Seeing that everyone was far away, Meng Jinglan asked, "Five places, do you have a candidate now?" ”

If it is not surprising, Emperor Changfeng will definitely give two of them to her and Hai Shenxing.

Sure enough, Emperor Changfeng looked at her for a while and said, "You and Hai Shenxing are going." ”

Dream Jinglan is the Soul Emperor, and he is the person with the highest soul power in the Three Continents and Seven Seas, and when he goes to compete in the Three Continents, it is naturally the strong first, and Dream Jinglan will get a place without accident.

And the sea sinks into the star...... Emperor Changfeng is more guilty.

Hai Shenxing was originally the eldest son of the first emperor, but because of a few words from the master, his life changed.

He wanted Hai Shenxing to become a spiritual cultivator, to become the most noble human race, and let him change the fate of dying at the age of twenty-five!

Hai Shenxing on the side raised his eyebrows and reminded him: "The master told the fortune of the island master, saying that the island master will not live to be twenty-five years old, you give such a precious place to the island owner, are you not afraid that the island master will die, and there will be one less spiritual cultivator in the seven seas?" ”

When Emperor Changfeng heard this, his eyes lit up, he looked at him, and said, "Therefore, you have to become a spiritual cultivator, only in this way can you change your fate!" ”

The fate of a cultivator is different from that of a mortal, perhaps...... After Hai Shenxing became a spiritual cultivator, he was able to change his fate.

Hai Shenxing had already looked down on life and death, and when he heard this, he smiled indifferently and said, "It's like you can become a spiritual cultivator if you go to the competition." ”

It's just a competition, whether it can be promoted, whether it can stimulate the spiritual essence is still unknown, and it's too early to say this.

Emperor Changfeng frowned tightly, unable to refute Hai Shenxing, just because, what he said was the truth.

Now I am only qualified for the competition, and it is not yet known whether I can become a spiritual cultivator.

In particular, the attitude of spiritual cultivators towards mortals...... It's like treating an animal!

Cultivators, can they make mortals advance? Can you tolerate mortals sharing spiritual resources with them?

Emperor Changfeng was worried, and his brows furrowed into Sichuan characters.

Seeing this, Meng was shocked and said word by word: "As long as we are at the top of the ranking, the cultivators are not qualified to let us not advance!" ”

To put it bluntly, the spiritual cultivators on the three continents are also human races, so everyone is actually the same, they don't want to cover the sky with one hand!

Emperor Changfeng looked at Meng's shocked and determined expression, and his heart was relieved, yes, with her, what else was he worried about?

She has never been a person who is slaughtered by others, and she will never let the cultivators on the three continents bully her at will!

"You're right, I'm too pessimistic." Emperor Changfeng smiled and handed two of the tokens to Dream Storm and Hai Shenxing.

Dream took the token, and as soon as the token fell into her hand, a purple light flew out of the token.

Sou!

The purple light slipped through Nightmare's palm and sucked her blood into the token.

In the next moment, her name appeared in the purple token.

At this point, she became the owner of this token and became a participant in the Three Continents Disciple Selection Competition.

Meng Jinglan looked at the token in his hand, looked at the blood-colored name in the token, clenched the token, and said in his heart: Donghuang Jue, wait for me, I will soon be able to become a spiritual cultivator like you!

Becoming a spiritual cultivator is just a beginning, what she wants is to be on a par with the Eastern Emperor!