"Hahaha!" The patriarch laughed a few times, he gently patted Qingfeng's shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, with me, nothing will happen, and you have to believe in yourself, after all, our Xuantian Holy Sect is the strongest sect in the north." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"I hope so!" said Qingfeng with a light sigh.

It's good to have self-confidence, but in Qingfeng's heart, I can't let it go.

Snowflakes fell one after another, the howling cold wind blew, blowing away the leaves of the plum blossoms that grew on the earth, and on the cold lake, a young man in a purple robe took a deep breath, and from his mouth, a mouthful of turbid gas slowly exhaled, and when the breath was stagnant, behind him, a male lion that could be seen to be extremely illusory was roaring in the sky.

When he exhaled the turbidity again, the man opened his eyes, the purple light in his eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a shallow smile, looking at the direction of the Xuantian Holy Gate a hundred miles away, and when he put his palms on his knees, he sneered.

Although the sect has been established for a short time, he has already used his fists and his strength to become the strongest one among all the disciples in this sect in just one day, even if these disciples go together, even if all the exercises are attacking him, he is not afraid at all, because the attacks of these disciples are just tickling for him.

Coming here, for half a day, on the ice surface with the strongest spiritual power, he slowly stood up and stretched his waist, "Hmph, it really deserves to be the first sect in the north, and the geographical location occupied by the light is the place where the spiritual power gathers, it's hateful!"

As he spoke, his fists clenched slowly, and the crisp sound between his bones resounded all around.

The cold ice was half a meter deep, and this was his father, the patriarch of the Ziyuan Divine Mansion had asked him to come here, not only for his own cultivation, but also to let him know that there was their final goal in that direction.

However, everyone knows and knows that this Xuantian Holy Gate has a heritage of thousands of years, and it is an unshakable sect.

Even if all the sects are combined, they may not be able to defeat him.

But he is not afraid, as a young generation, he already has the strength to break through the Dragon Pattern Realm, as long as he waits for the end of the sect competition, all the sects will take advantage of the emptiness of the Xuantian Holy Gate and go straight in.

At that time, it will not only be the destruction of this sect, but also their death.

It's just that until then, all they have to wait for is time!

However, the only thing that made him a little unhappy was that as early as when the sect was established, his father had already looked for him, and the day before, a disciple who was comparable to a demonic talent and could slaughter three Dragon Pattern Realm powerhouses at once entered the sect and became the strongest disciple.

It is said that the strength of this disciple is only a Danxuan Realm, and it is really a bit strange that he has such a shocking power.

But even so, so what, in addition to this Xuantian Holy Gate, he has already gone through other sects in the north, and your disciples in each sect are not as strong as him, and it is only a matter of time before he slaughters that kid.

At the thought of this, the man smiled indifferently, and then he turned around and left the place.

The lake is where the spiritual power gathers, even if it is just a shallow stream, the intensity of the spiritual energy is even more than other flat land, the reason why he left is because the lake here has no spiritual power, and he has already been in his dantian, preparing to break through the dragon pattern realm.

He is not afraid of the catastrophe of thunder and thunder!

The resources of the Ziyuan Divine Mansion were already able to support him to withstand the power of those ten thunderbolts.

"Ruo'er, you're back. ”

At the gate of the Ziyuan Divine Mansion, a middle-aged man in a purple costume smiled slightly, some bulging muscles supported the costume and raised slightly, with an indifferent look on his face, and his eyes were full of love.

This man is the patriarch of the Ziyuan Divine Mansion, and he used to be a small disciple in other sects, but because of a chance opportunity, his strength has increased dramatically, and at the same time, he has also annexed other sects, which is why he is now.

"Well, father, I'm back. The young man who was called Ruo'er laughed and walked over.

Beside the middle-aged man, several men in white robes with other different words embroidered on their chests grinned.

"Patriarch Qin, Ling Langsheng is really handsome, and he will definitely be able to surpass you in the future. ”

"Hahaha, what a handsome boy, sure enough, this Ziyuan Divine Mansion will be the only sect that can replace the Xuantian Holy Gate in the future. ”

"I know, look, this kid just has the demeanor of a king, right. ”

The sound of talking and laughing sounded in Qin Ruo's ears, and the extremely disdainful gaze hidden in his eyes lingered on these middle-aged men for a short time, and then he walked into the sect with a smile.

As far as he is concerned, there are other cultivation practices that he has not practiced today, and he doesn't want to waste his time here.

Patriarch Qin watched his child walk into the sect without even saying hello, his face was a little unhappy, but he still didn't say it, but said to those middle-aged men: "My son just exhaled spiritual power, his body is still a little uncomfortable, naturally a little arrogant, several patriarchs don't be surprised." ”

"Where, where!" the patriarchs shook their hands and smiled slightly, but there was a coldness in their faces that was extremely difficult to capture.

In order to be able to eliminate the Xuantian Holy Gate as soon as possible, in order to become the sect in the north as soon as possible, Qin Tiancang, the patriarch of the Ziyuan Divine Mansion, could be described as painstaking, but what made him a little relieved was that his child's strength was actually stronger than those elders in the Xuantian Holy Gate.

Just wait for time, and you can rush into the sect!

A fist was slowly clenched, and the Qin Patriarch stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Elders, be careful on the road, don't forget what we said, when the clan competition is over, it will be the time of the destruction of this Xuantian Holy Gate, and it will also be the day of the death of Jiang Chen, a genius disciple!"

"Definitely, definitely!"

"Don't worry!" Several patriarchs laughed.

Qin Tiancang nodded and smiled, after he sent away several patriarchs, his face turned cold as he looked at the backs of these patriarchs leaving.

If it weren't for the Xuantian Holy Sect to be destroyed, he needed to rely on their strength, otherwise, at that moment just now, he would have killed these patriarchs directly with one palm.

A truly strong man can endure, just as he resisted the ambition in his chest and did not really flourish, but pointed all of this to the Xuantian Holy Gate.

It's just that I don't know, what happened to the kid who successfully infiltrated the Xuantian Holy Gate?

He laughed a little, a sect was so easy to sneak into, it seemed that the good days of this Xuantian Holy Gate were coming to an end.