Ling Yan took a breath, showed a kind smile, respectfully waved at the disciple, and then said: "Kid Ling Yan, I have just completed the realm and stepped into the immortal realm, I hope to worship the Lingkong Seeing Shadow Palace and become a disciple of your sect!" ”

"Don't you know that the Immortal Entry Conference ended last year? If you want to join our faction, just wait until the next Immortal Entry Conference starts! ”

The man's face was solemn, and his words were even colder, without the slightest hint of impersonalness. His eyes went up and down, looking at Ling Yan incessantly, a touch of disdain, revealing it from his eyes without any scruples.

"Next on??" How long will that have to wait?? Really wait here for a hundred years?

Unrealistic, fumbling around on your own? Phantom Dragon is a good teacher, but he doesn't have a dragon body, it's a pity..

Ling Yan shook his head: "I hope to be able to meet all the seniors who have been assessed and entered!" ”

After speaking, Ling Yan took out the token that Yunlong had given him and handed it to the disciple to see.

"Senior Brother Yunlong's token?"

When the disciple looked at it, his face suddenly froze... Directly took Ling Yan's token, as if he had seen a very incredible treasure, and looked at it again and again.....

Look at it again and again, and then hand it to Ling Yan, but at this time, a smile miraculously appeared on his face: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Yunlong's order, then there is nothing to say, I will inform you senior uncles, you wait here for a while!" ”

After saying that, the disciple's figure gradually dimmed, and his breath disappeared in the blink of an eye...

After all, it's a person from the fairy land! You don't have to leave without leaving, but by flashing..

Ling Yan sighed a little... Just a disciple, the strength is so strong! In Shenzhou, there are some frogs at the bottom of the well, and they can't see the world..

However, in an instant, in the Falling Cloud Palace, a fairly old voice suddenly sounded.

"Is it a friend introduced by Yunlong?? Come on in! ”

The voice fluttered and fell into Ling Yan's ears.

After the words fell, Ling Yan walked in slowly with a little vigilance.

Stepping into the Falling Cloud Palace, Ling Yan had a silence falling from the clouds from above....

The world seems to be frozen.

The inside of the hall is far less luxurious and solemn than the outside of the hall, it can only be said to be empty, but tidy....

The three old men in white robes, aged dragon bells, and their hands behind their backs, stood in the Luoyun Hall kindly, although their eyes were all staring at Ling Yan very sloppily, but Ling Yan didn't feel that they were not looking at themselves seriously.....

"Who are you? Smelling the breath on your body, it seems that you have just stepped into the fairy world? ”

The person who spoke stood in the middle of the three old men, his figure was relatively burly, with silver hair, fishnet lines on his face, and his lips were deeply deflated, but he smiled very kindly, his eyes squinted slightly, looking at Ling Yan.

And the previous disciple stood behind the three old men with a respectful expression, judging from the posture of this person, it was obvious that he was the main thing among the three.

"Junior Ling Yan, who has just entered the immortal realm, hopes to enter the Lingkong Shadow Palace!"

Ling Yan said respectfully.

"Don't you know that the Immortal Entry Conference is over? According to the rules, you must wait until the next Immortal Conference is held before you have a chance to enter our faction, Yunlong's face is not so big, I can't make an exception to include you! ”

The old man chuckled and shook his head, brushing the goat's beard from his chin.

"I brought something with me!"

Ling Yan said in a low and hoarse voice.

"Something?"

The three old men were all stunned, looking at each other with a smile...

"What??"

The old man in charge continued to ask.

Ling Yan nodded at him, and immediately took it out of his baggage and threw it directly on the ground.....

"White Wind Feather's head!"

"White Wind Feather's head?"

The three old men were stunned again...

"White Wind Feather? Think about it... Oh, it's hundreds of thousands of years ago, the heir of that genius couple, it is said that this rebel son destroyed the precious treasures of my sect, stole many peerless exercises, and made me suffer huge losses in the Sky Shadow Palace, and the head of the family has an order to arrest this son! But after such a long time, the big things are overwhelmed, and this person is over! ”

The old man on the left, who was full of energy and was slightly fat, stepped forward, tore off the cloth that wrapped his skull, and took a closer look.

Ling Yan's heart was more than melancholy...

"Master Bai, sooner or later, I will complete your entrustment!"

Looking at the head that was beginning to rot and wither, Ling Yan secretly swore in his heart. Who would have imagined that Bai Fengyu, the head of a generation, would fall into such a fate and be in a different place?

But, who can do this means, this kind of courage?

If he does not die, he will definitely be above these so-called immortals.

"It's indeed Bai Fengyu, it's exactly the same as the record, now that the hidden dangers are removed, the hanging task can also be eliminated!" After the fat old man checked it, he nodded to the old man in charge.

"Hmm!" The old man in charge nodded, and then looked at Ling Yan: "Ling Yan, you can be regarded as having made a great contribution, this matter is enough for you to enter this sect, huh..... Well, presumably you are also sincere, and I still allow you to join our sect and become a human-level disciple! ”

The old man in charge pondered for a moment, and finally agreed.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Ling!"

The previous disciple smiled lightly and nodded towards Ling Yan.

"Such a great achievement, it is not difficult for you to join the faction, you can eliminate the scourge of your faction, your skills are naturally not small, and the assessment will be exempted, I just hope that you will be loyal to your faction, it is best not to have different intentions, otherwise it will be doomed!"

Another emaciated old man also said with admiration to Ling Yan...

"Thank you!"

Ling Yan was not sad or happy, and looked at the head on the ground indifferently....

The face that used to have a peaceful smile from time to time, or a solemn and helpless face, now, all abandoned, Bai Fengyu, who has no strength, his own body has also corrupted very quickly, and now, it is beyond recognition...

Was he defeated?

No! It's just this hand, Ling Yan is decided! If you see a shadow in the sky, you will inevitably fail miserably! Strategize and win thousands of miles away! Defeated at the hands of such a person, it is time to accept the volley!

Ling Yan looked at these old men's eyes, and a trace of indifference flashed...

This trace of indifference, not only his, but also Bai Fengyu's...

At this moment, Ling Yan suddenly realized that even he who had inherited all of Bai Fengyu's strength could not be compared!

Ling Yan's eyes were a little silent, looking at the slightly soothing closed eyes, the pair of extremely resolute sword eyes.....

"Ling Yan, there's only so much I can help you, promise me to get ahead!"

In the dark, in Ling Yan's ears, Bai Fengyu's voice suddenly sounded again, but this voice was illusory and ethereal, if it was imminent, real or unreal, as if the spirit had suddenly appeared in a trance, it was very easy for people to think that this was just an illusion..... However, it is also Bai Fengyu's last swan song....