On the towering ancient tree on a hill of the goldfish pond, a person was hidden by the lush branches and leaves of the ancient tree, and I saw this person's eyes staring at the sky above the goldfish pond, and his brows were tightly locked, as if he was worried about the desperate struggle between many strong people.

"There are no sects, and they are not people of the Empire, this group of loose cultivators is really pitiful. Alas, I think that my Qingyun Sect used to be the first sect in the Rose Continent, but now if it wasn't for the injury of the Grand Master, how could it be relegated to the second place. If my Qingyun Sect becomes the number one sect in the continent again, I will definitely accept more people who are scattered cultivators into the sect, and this may be able to save some people with good talents. ”

Speaking of this, this person seemed to remember something again, and sighed violently between the whispers, "Alas, but now, although my Qingyun Sect is the second sect in the mainland, the ancestors have passed away one after another, and this has been passed on to me for many years, and there is no successor, and there are a few apprentices who are not successful, which gives me a headache."

This person couldn't help but sigh as he watched many strong people with good potential pass away one after another.

The Rose Continent is vast and rich, and there are countless treasures of all kinds of gods, and the pride of the sky is endless, like the carp that crosses the river. However, the years are traceless and ruthless, how many days are like shooting stars in the night, fleeting, and completely disappearing in the passage of ruthless years.

When the strength reaches the king level, it can be called a strong person, but how many king-level strong people die to break through to the emperor level. If you want to break through to the peak of the continent, this requires not only diligent cultivation and extraordinary talent, but also great fate and endless treasure cultivation.

Treasures are resources, and there are no abundant resources as a foundation, no matter how talented you are, if you want to ascend to the extreme on the mainland, you still need to put in more effort.

"The scattered cultivators don't have a strong background, and the shortage of resources has made it very difficult for them, but they don't even know how to unite, if they attack each other to snatch such a treasure, they are simply a group of stupid pigs, giving their lives in vain, as clowns who snatch the golden lotus, for the empire, the family, and the sect to watch!"

"Alas, the poor man must have something to hate, and this is almost the time, no matter what else is, the first thing to come out of this trip is to obtain the seven-petal golden lotus, and the second is to find the next successor for my Qingyun Sect. ”

The man on the tree put away all his thoughts, looked around again, and muttered in a low voice: "Why haven't you seen people from other sects make a move, could it be that other sects are the same as the deity? ”

"Alas, which battle of the Golden Lotus Jade Lotus Root is bloody and tragic, if it continues like this, the fate of the scattered cultivator does not know that he will die again!"

Qing Xuanzi, who was wearing a green shirt, stood on top of the towering ancient tree, and the streamer treasure fan in his hand was regarded by him as an ordinary fan, fanning it on his chest, and he was extremely chic.

But although Qing Xuanzi is holding a treasure fan, he is chic, but his mind has always been tied to the many people who are still competing for the seven-petal lotus flower in the air.

The battle never ended, all kinds of earth-shattering combat skills and dazzling magic shot out, and the space barrier above the goldfish pond trembled and almost shattered. The more the battle of snatching was like this, the more Qing Xuanzi felt a deep powerlessness in his heart.

Qingyun Sect is the first authentic sect in the Rose Continent, and its founder Qingshanzi is the founder of the sect, and he is a good man who cultivates Taoist spells, and has been called "the first good man" by the mainlanders. ”

And rumors even say that Qingshan Zi, the first sect leader of the Qingyun Sect, has already broken through the legendary emperor-level realm and stepped into the last place in the Rose Continent.

According to various miscellaneous historical records, the last face of the Rose Continent is: the Divine Realm. Judging from this rumor, Qingshan Zi, the founder of the Qingyun Sect, is very likely to have become a god!

It is precisely because the patriarch Qingshanzi has won the reputation of the "first good person" on the mainland, and has broken through the realm and entered the divine realm, which has made the Qingyun Sect famous and has stood in the Rose Continent for many years without decay.

As the modern sect master of Qingyun Sect, Qing Xuanzi was naturally upright and kind-hearted, but at this moment, he looked at those scattered cultivators, like moths fighting for the golden lotus, but he was powerless to stop it.

All he could do now was pray for this group of people, for more of them to survive. Even after tens of thousands of battles, the kind-hearted Qing Xuanzi still didn't want to see innocent people die in front of his eyes, after all, life is precious, and everyone only has one time.

However, in the face of the battle in the sky above this goldfish pond, he could only watch faintly, but he must not make a move, after all, the Taishi Ancestor was still waiting for him to grab the seven-petal golden lotus to save him, and he could not be exposed too soon.

At this moment, several earth-shattering loud noises came from the seven-petal golden lotus in the sky.

On the golden lotus plate, the seven-colored lotus petals all struggled to fly away, but the net of weapons transformed by many fateful people squeezed the lotus petals hard, so that the seven lotus petals could not easily break free and flew out of the golden lotus plate.

The seven-colored lotus petals seemed to have been bound for too long, and they were a little angry, and the seven lotus petals all struggled to fly to all sides of the sky, and the seven lotus petals were shining brightly, like a glass lamp, and the people who were shining did not dare to look directly.

With a crisp sound of "pop", the weapon conjured up by a certain fateful person shattered, and then the sound of "pop pop" kept coming, and the weapon net woven by many fatals with weapons was shattered in an instant, and many weapons disappeared, turning into the source qi of the sky and integrating into the heavens and the earth.

The Seven Golden Lotus finally broke free from the shackles of the many life-threatening weapon nets, and the brilliance suddenly turned, as if to tell everyone that it was going to get out of trouble.

"Bang Bang Bang"

A white lotus petal finally managed to break away from the golden lotus disk, and completely broke through the blockade of the many killer weapon nets, and flew towards the Peony Empire in the southwest direction with a roar.

"The golden lotus is fighting for confinement, the seven lotus petals are about to separate, hurry, grab the white petals, you idiot, go grab it!" A woman dressed as a flower branch trick shouted to the man ten meters away from her in a high-decibel female voice, as if the man was his old man.

"Haha, little girl, the golden lotus is separated, do you want your old man to rob it? haha, tell you, mine, the white lotus petals, it's mine, do you want to consider being my wife, haha!"

The rugged man's voice followed the woman's words and shouted loudly, as if taking advantage of the woman.

However, the man's movements in a rough voice did not slow down a minute because of his words, and he saw his natal wings suddenly spread, raising his feet and chasing after the white lotus petals.

Someone took the lead, and the king-level fateful who had been fighting fiercely for a long time hurriedly stopped, put away all kinds of earth-shattering combat skills and dazzling magic, and the natal wings suddenly burst into formation, like arrows off the string, rushing straight towards the white lotus petals.

"Rob it, you can't let the two goods in front of you get the white lotus petals, kill it!"

"Don't rob me, mine, the white lotus petal is mine! Whoever robs me, just wait to bear my wrath."

"Oh, which bastard who didn't open his eyes, actually stepped on my feet, my three mothers' legs, oh, my feet hurt so much!

At the moment when the white lotus petals left the golden lotus plate, the mountains around the goldfish pond suddenly became chaotic, as if the quiet mountain was swept into a tornado and became extremely flustered.

And the king-level powerhouse who was originally competing for the air flight didn't say a word, and tried his best to slap the natal win-win, put away the protective body defense layer, and injected all the natal energy in his body into the natal wings, and accelerated desperately, chasing after the white lotus petal.

The king-level who did not fly in the sky also quickly condensed into wings and rushed straight to the white nasturtium petals. Those who had not reached the king level could not control the sky, so they conjured various weapons and threw them at the flying kings in the air, and in an instant, white, yellow, red, and black transfiguration weapons dragging tails of various colors flew all over the sky.

Spears, giant axes, broadswords, swords, real name magic, spirit storms, tornadoes and various types of attacks bombarded the killer who snatched the white nasturtium petals.