The god son of the Xiao family, Xiao Ding was born, carrying one hundred and eight divine rings on his body, his face was handsome, his body was burly, and the golden chariot appeared from above the Xiao family, pulled by more than a dozen strange beasts, exuding divine light, soaring clouds and fog, and ascending to the sky. Xiao Ding boarded the golden chariot and rushed to Penglai Xiandao in the East China Sea.

Emei Holy Land, the holy woman who has been hidden in the snow for 20 years was also born, and anyone who is lucky enough to see it will be worshiped as the first beauty in the Eastern Wilderness, it is said that the ancestors of the Emei Holy Land even handed over the Chaos Lotus Platform to her, and placed high hopes on her.

Chu Lan sat on a small boat, slowly crossing the water, during which he saw a white-clothed fairy, treading the waves, his body was elegant to the extreme, his robe was fluttering, hunting sounded, and he had a divine sword on his back, so he should also be the leader of the younger generation.

This trip to the east is destined to see many peerless geniuses born, and it is very important to compete for the throne of the first person of the younger generation, and it is very likely to affect the status and ranking of several major families in the future.

Chu Lan crossed the big river, paid some more silver to the old man who was holding the boat, looking at his figure as he walked farther and farther, he couldn't help but think of the incompetent old Taoist priest, their first meeting was on the Longyin River, who would have thought that the sloppy old man in the down-and-out Taoist robe was also a genius who shocked the entire Eastern Wilderness back then, if it weren't for the big red clothes in Jiangnan who strayed into his eyebrows, regardless of the opposition of Longhu Mountain, and went down the mountain, maybe he was already the leader of Taoism at that time.

In March, the breeze blows, the green trees in the river fields sprout, and the wild flowers bloom red everywhere.

There are peaks and peaks in front of you, there is a silver waterfall hanging upside down, the sound is deafening, Chu Lan did not detour, but stepped on the slippery stone, came to the waterfall, the steel sword tire automatically unsheathed, obliquely waved upwards a crescent moon to practice, suddenly, the water vapor rolled upside down, the waterfall stagnated in mid-air, Chu Lan floated by, and there were no water stains on his body.

Once in Zhongzhou, there was also a little girl with a candy man in her hand, a big sword in her hand, and cut a waterfall directly, she asked with a laugh

"Who said that the water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and the sorrow is more sorrowful through wine?"

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Half a month later, Penglai Immortal Mountain is misty, the spiritual power here is extremely rich, it is a rare holy place for enlightenment and cultivation, and the monks who live in seclusion on the Immortal Mountain also have many major cultivations, and any one of them will make the entire rivers and lakes shake three times.

The sky is one after another, there are Haofa children, nothing else, but they have practiced the extremely windy magic of sword flying, flying through the air, fluttering like immortals, and showing off the romance.

There is a man in a green shirt carrying a pitch-black sword, rushing out of the distant mountain rocks, standing on the cliff, covering his eyebrows with his hands, looking at the distant fairy mountain, although the fairy mansion was born, but there is a circle of streamer general prohibition on the outer layer, it has not been completely opened, and now the key of the fairy mansion has only been born three, almost all of them have been obtained by the family, and one has not been left to this day, but there have been big people who have formed a formation to deduce, saying that it has already been born, but it has not yet circulated on the rivers and lakes.

Tens of thousands of cultivators gathered on Penglai Immortal Island in the East China Sea to witness this prosperous era.

Chu Lan gently descended from the Baizhang Mountain Cliff, piercing through the clouds, hunting in black clothes and black robes, the Bagang Sword Fetus was like a naughty child, and like a light fish, under the traction of Chu Lan's Qi Engine, the Bagang Sword Fetus bounced under his feet six times, each time it slowed down his fall a lot, and finally Chu Lan landed elegantly, although the action was not as chic as other Haofa disciples, but it was also the most labor-saving, far more practical than the flower shelf.

The immortal mountain in front is hidden in the clouds and mist, and the clouds above form a special pattern, with an inexplicable field circulation, which corresponds to the Xianfu array below, guarding the position of the gossip, forming eight invisible walls.

Chu Lan also pointed to make a sword, cut wood for a boat, jumped lightly on the surface of the East China Sea, and used a gas engine to drag the boat forward. Those with family backgrounds basically started with flying boats, and there were also nine-colored jade chariots, anyway, how to put forks and how to come, only Chu Lan's "car" looked extremely shabby, and someone in the flying boat in mid-air looked at the black-robed figure below, shook his head and sneered.

The man in black didn't pay attention to those unkind glances, and continued to walk for a hundred miles, and finally landed on the Land Immortal Mountain.

The mountain is towering, magnificent, endless, like a god general guarding the heavenly court, majestic, and like an ancient barbarian beast lying down, exuding a terrifying demonic aura, making people feel small when they look at him.

A line of spiritual power training one after another firmament, endless distance, strange flowers and plants, spraying xia Turui, flowing water murmuring, deep mountain clear spring, soft and slow, like the trickle of pine roots, above the mountain peaks, the clouds and mist are ethereal, the glow is flickering, each of them stands between the clouds and mist.

The crane hovers in the air, the cry is clear, and the elixir can be seen almost everywhere, but most of the medicine is very young, otherwise it would have been picked up by the coming knights, looking at it, there are a lot of people standing on each mountain peak, only the big family has the power and strength, and a space is demarcated, and there are no outsiders to disturb it.

Ahead, under the pattern, is a vast temple, dense runes, constantly flowing rhyme, full of fairy spirit, all kinds of rare beasts of phantoms flying in it, how long ago, the present world is no longer visible, the beauty is a little unreal, like the Genting Heavenly Palace falling into the dust, mirage like sitting there.

Now there is still some time before the ban is relaxed, Chu Lan found a secluded place, jumped on an ancient tree, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and recuperated, others saw that he was a single young man, and the robe he wore was also a market material, which was not precious, except for his beautiful appearance, there was nothing worth noting, so he regarded him as a clown, and he didn't pay attention to it anymore.

Another three days passed, March 15, today's sun was extremely blazing, like a big furnace, the entire immortal mansion suddenly trembled, a wild and distant breath came, Daowen one by one, the space was overwhelmed, cracks appeared, and in just a moment, the phantoms of the strange beasts circling and flying inside all disappeared.

Everyone's eyes widened, and a divine light shot out of their powerful eyes, looking at the immortal mansion, but only for a moment, blood oozed from the eye sockets, and there was an inexplicable power in the immortal mansion, which did not allow others to use divine power to view.

A golden avenue leads from the distant sky to here, and a figure in a purple brocade robe descends here, with three five-flowered pythons about to turn into dragons on his shoulders, his eyes are sharp, and he is not angry.

A crowd exclaimed, "The Holy Lord of the Zixiao Jade Mansion has arrived. ”

"God, it's such a big deal, it seems that the importance of several holy places to this immortal mansion is far higher than guessed."

Before the words were finished, the space fluctuated, the petals in the void were sprinkled like rain, and several women with extremely unearthly postures scattered flowers and paved the way, and an old woman came from tearing the void, holding a skeletal cane in her hand, not kind, but murderous, diametrically opposed to the femininity of a few fairies around. There was an extremely beautiful woman who was enough to make the men present lose their souls.

"God, the exterminator is here, too. ”

"Who is the woman next to her, is she a fairy, so beautiful, such a beautiful woman should have occupied a place on the rouge review, but why haven't I seen it before. ”

"yes, just looking at her, it's worth it. ”

"She is from the Emei Holy Land, is she the recently born Emei Holy Maiden?"

Everyone around nodded in unison, and they all guessed that the woman was like an ice flower carving jade tree, an immortal hidden star and moon, a frost race snow, a new lily on the cheeks, and a greasy goose fat.

"Don't have crooked thoughts, it's already a blessing to see a fairy like this from afar, it is said that the Emei Holy Maiden is not only beautiful in appearance, but also a rare genius in martial arts, and the Xiao family's divine body may not be able to compete with him, the strength is incomparable, and it is a strong competitor for the first person of the younger generation. ”

The strange beast roared, the tiger roared, and the nine Pixiu-like demon beasts in the sky pulled the golden jade boat forward, soaring through the clouds and mist, and the colorful glow was shining. Another big man has arrived.

"Oh my God, the people from the Hongyun Chamber of Commerce have also arrived, and they want to get a piece of the pie when they look at this posture. ”

At this time, a white-clothed figure passed by with a sword, stepping lightly into the air, his demeanor was ethereal, and Chu Lan recognized him at a glance.

It was the white-clothed fairy who crossed the river on the river that day, looking at this sword supernatural power, it should be the young generation of people who insisted on Dongyue.

Dongyue Sword Pond is obsessed with swordsmanship cultivation, swordsmanship geniuses gather here, and there are more world-renowned Dongyue Sword Mounds, hidden swords are tens of millions, each of which is a rare divine weapon, only the strong with a great opportunity can have the honor to take one, in contrast, Tianjian Mountain and Shenjian Villa can not be on the stage, but due to the recent rumors, the head of Tianjian Mountain has broken through the shackles of barriers and promoted to the realm of Sword Saint, so that the status of Tianjian Mountain has been promoted a lot, and there is a faint momentum comparable to Dongyue Sword Pond, but people who know how to know it know it, Tianjian Mountain has been inherited for thousands of years, as a holy place for preaching and teaching and solving doubts, although there have been many heroes who have moved the rivers and lakes, most of them have passed, green and yellow, and the Dongyue Sword has stood in the Eastern Wilderness for tens of thousands of years, and the foundation is naturally much stronger.

A dragon roar resounded through the sky, and a purple plum dragon spear slipped like a meteor, smashing into the dirt, the body of the gun continued to shake, and a white-robed young general was like a god soldier descending from the sky, and his body fell to the ground, raising a large cloud of smoke and dust.

The young general's face is handsome, even if a woman has to envy a little, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a chic attitude, but the cold light in his eyes makes his temperament a little colder, but in such a person's body, instead of subtracting points, it adds a lot of color.

Someone on the immortal mountain exclaimed.

"Gun Immortal Ning Longjin sits down as a big disciple, the first person in the younger generation to use a gun, Duanmu Borong!!"

Everyone was shocked to hear this, and gasped one after another, the gun fairy family received very few apprentices, only three people were accepted in each batch, everyone was amazingly talented, and this end of Mu Borong was even more deeply rooted in the true legend of Ning Longjin, the gun took the road line, and danced like a purple dragon ascending to nine heavens, and he had not tasted defeat since his debut.

Suddenly heard a loud laugh, echoing throughout Penglai Immortal Island, terrifying blood like a toothed tiger fighting elephant, the whole body is bronze, exuding a radiant divine light, more than three meters tall, his arms are thicker than adult thighs, he crossed his hands, hugged his chest and fell to the ground.

The sky-shaking lion descended from the clouds and shook the ground and came to the seat.

"Boxing King Tu Miao?!"

On this day, many powerful monks who have been famous for a long time, old or young, have gathered in Penglai Immortal Island, and no one can resist the temptation in the face of the immortal mansion, each of them is the pinnacle of the heavens and gods, destined to shine on the entire era.

Golden Avenue, Emperor Road Fights for Dominance, Heroes Gather, and the Great World Will Rise!