After entering the stone statue door, you will be greeted by a white and bright light, as if you have come to a stage full of lights.

What made Liu Feifei stunned was that Beifeng Xuanqiu and the others did not sit on the list chair, but gathered together, even Lin Han and Wu Xiaowu did not move, Zhao Yanrou was not lightly injured, and sat cross-legged on the side to heal.

Under the white light, the whole world seemed to be white and glowing, and in mid-air, ten ancient vicissitudes stone chairs were suspended. The ten chairs are one east and one west, which is very casual, but the stone chairs are taller than one.

After the ten stone lists, there was a stone tablet, on which many names were carved, without exception, these names were vigorous and powerful like a small dragon.

One of the names immediately attracted Liu Feifei's attention.

Nan Chen Qingzhen.

Liu Feifei's eyes narrowed, and his gaze instantly moved away from the stone tablet and stayed under the ten ranking chairs.

Under the chair, there were two people, a man and a woman, the man's white robe was like snow, graceful, elegant as a scholar, and his facial features seemed to be as handsome as if they were carved out of force.

The woman was dressed in a black leotard, the tights outlined her perfectly angry figure at a glance, like a female cheetah, its beautiful face had no expression, and there was a vertical mark on her forehead, like a scar, like a knife mark.

Ignoring the gaze of Beifeng Xuanqiu and the others, the two stepped into the air, and walked step by step to the highest chair, as if their bodies had suffered unimaginable oppression, and every step seemed extremely difficult.

Liu Feifei opened his mouth, when did these two people come in? Did he come in before he got to the square? Or did he come in while he was at war with the major geniuses?

Seeing Liu Feifei's gaze, Beifeng Xuanqiu's face trembled, and he said, "The two of them are the two famous casual cultivators.

The man's name is Wang Qing'an, and his nickname is one hand to push, because since his debut, every time he shoots, he only defeats the enemy with one hand, and I heard that when he was born, there was a crane to take him west, and there was a mysterious master.

The female name is Li Yan, although her name is ordinary, but her strength is not ordinary at all, a ghostly woman, no one knows where she comes from, she appeared out of thin air three years ago, overpowering the major geniuses.

See the vertical mark on her forehead?

It was an eye, known as the three-eyed ghost girl, and she was very strong. ”

Hearing Beifeng Xuanqiu's explanation, Liu Feifei was silent, the two of them gave people a very strong feeling, but, under his perception, the strength of the two was at most a little higher than Shangguan Rulai.

For Beifeng Xuanqiu, it may be very strong, but for him, it is just Erer.

Liu Feiyue woke up, and was looking at the two pairs of shining wings behind Jin Miaoyu with shining eyes on the side, envying the whole face.

"The tallest chair is number one, right?" Liu Feifei asked.

Beifeng Xuanqiu nodded and said, "Yes, but if you want to sit on the first list chair, the difficulty is not ordinary."

From the bottom to the top, the height of each chair is different, and it is difficult to sit on the first list.

Wang Qing'an and the two have been in here for a long time, and now they have only climbed to the fifth list chair, even if they can sit on the first list chair, they may not be able to withstand the impact of the aura of the place.

I can sit on the seventh chair, it's not too demanding. ”

Beifeng Xuanqiu licked his lips and teeth after speaking, and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

Liu Feifei smiled and looked at Lin Han: "What about the two of you?" ”

Lin Han said disapprenously: "It's all the same, the two of them are just unwilling, they can sit on the first chair, I took off my underwear on the spot."

Don't talk about them, even if you are a brother-in-law, you may not be able to sit on the first list.

I thought it was just everyone competing for the chair and just sitting on it, but I didn't expect it to be so troublesome. ”

"See the name on the stele, it is left by the predecessors who once sat on the first chair, not every time the spiritual path is opened, there are people who can sit on the first chair, and the last time the person who sat on the first chair has been decades away!"

"Who? People of the Twelfth Family? Liu Feifei asked.

"Nan Chen Qingzhen, a legendary woman!" Zhao Mingming said.

Liu Feifei opened his mouth puzzled: "Nan Chen Qingzhen? Is the current Nan Chen family in power? ”

"No, she has already betrayed Nan Chen Qingzhen, and she has gone crazy.

If one day, you meet a beggar like a madman on the street, don't underestimate this beggar, maybe she is Nan Chen Qingzhen! Beifeng Xuanqiu said.

"Nan Chen Qingzhen!" Liu Feifei's gaze stayed on the name of the stone tablet and didn't pay much attention.

Of course, he would not underestimate the beggars on the street, at that time, his master Shangguan Ruoyun was a "beggar" on the street.

"Since you both love and hate the first chair, then I'll sit it!" Liu Feifei said with a smile.

Kindness?

Lin Han and the others looked at Liu Feifei, who was talking loudly, and Li Yan and Li Yan in mid-air also looked over, with a trace of disdain in their eyes.

Especially Li Yan and Wang Qing'an, the two of them have now climbed under the third chair, and every time they lift their feet, their insteps are like pressing a mountain, they are sweating profusely, and their strength is almost exhausted.

Not to mention the first chair, even the second chair is visible and out of reach.

Liu Feifei is very strong, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first person of his generation, but the oppression around the chair is not covered.

Liu Feifei didn't even know how terrible this oppression was, so his tone was a little too big, right?

"Brother-in-law, can you stop bragging, you are strong, but you can't cover everything with one hand!" Lin Han pouted and said, Liu Feifei was getting more and more arrogant.

After that, Lin Han picked up his black and white coffin and said to the two people in the air: "Don't be reluctant, you can't sit on the first chair!" ”

"Psychopath, shut up!" Li Yan spoke coldly, her lips were trembling, and her cold little face was almost crushed by the invisible oppression.

"What's the bad temper, believe it or not, I'm going up and taking off your panties now?" Lin Han said angrily.

Wang Qing'an didn't waste saliva with Lin Han, the white robe was already wet with sweat, his long hair was wet, his face was red from oppression, he used all his strength to climb to the third chair, glanced at the two chairs above his head, shook his head helplessly, and sat down.

Li Yan saw that Wang Qing'an had given up, her cold little face tightened, her silver teeth bitten, her aura was entangled, and the vertical eyes on her forehead suddenly opened.

With a buzz, the space in front of him seemed to be opened up a road, and with a move and a step, the person had already arrived in front of the second chair, and without a little hesitation, he sat down.

Liu Feifei's eyes froze, his heart trembled, Li Yan's vertical eyes opened for only a moment, and nothing seemed to have happened, but he still saw that something seemed to be ejected from his vertical eyes.

Lin Han moved, the black and white coffin shook off and rushed to the sky, he followed the black and white coffin, it also took a lot of effort, his face was covered with sweat, and he sat on the fourth chair.