"This is here?" Han Ruoxue was stunned, the indifferent fragrance of plum blossoms around her was planted by her own hands, especially on the branches of these plum blossoms, there were still fluctuations in her spiritual power, and these alone made Han Ruoxue's heart the softest place turbulent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I'm back, I'm back!"

The excitement was overflowing, she hurriedly grabbed Jiang Chen's arm, pulled him to stride forward, came to these plum blossoms, pinched off a petal with her hand, put it in front of her nose and inhaled deeply, "Jiang Chen, do you know?, here, this is the place where I planted plum blossoms for the first time, what I didn't expect is that after such a long time, there are still my spiritual power fluctuations on these petals, I am very happy!"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, from this petal, he noticed a trace of Han Ruoxue's spiritual power fluctuations, it can be said that this place is only two or three miles away from the Fire Dragon Yunxiao, she has been here a long time ago.

It's no wonder that when he wanted to enter the Fire Dragon Cloud Experience, the first girl who wanted to stop him was this girl.

Now that these things have passed, they have successfully walked out of this fire dragon cloud, and when such a dangerous experience has passed, they once again breathed the air of the outside world, making Jiang Chen extremely relaxed from his bones.

At least, in the fire dragon clouds, feeling such a high heat temperature made him extremely uncomfortable.

"That's good. Han Ruoxue smiled slightly.

Jiang Chen was a little strange, he glanced at the slight smile on the corner of Han Ruoxue's mouth, and was a little puzzled, "What's really good?"

"Hey, hey. Han Ruoxue shook her head, "I won't tell you!"

Jiang Chen said helplessly, this girl, from the moment she entered the fire dragon clouds, became a little strange, not as decisive and refreshing as before, in front of him was completely a little girl's temperament.

The power that advanced to the Dragon Pattern Realm really couldn't be compared to the Danxuan Realm, just the spiritual power fluctuations, such a richness, his whole body was so comfortable that he wanted to shout, and in his whole body, the endless spiritual power fluctuations spread to every corner of his body.

It's no wonder that when he faced the patriarch for the first time, while feeling the patriarch's powerful spiritual power, he was also shocked for a moment and couldn't speak, after all, the patriarch's strength, his spiritual power fluctuations, is a standard that is difficult for him to reach.

What's more, after so many years, the spiritual power is naturally deeper than his.

"It's the second day. Jiang Chen looked at the sky, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the snowflakes fell on his shoulders.

When he entered the fire dragon clouds, Elder Qingfeng told him about the big competition of the sect, which occupies an extremely important position for the entire sect, which is related to the future development of the entire sect!

All the young disciples, even the elders, have put their hopes on him alone, and now that he has come out, it is time!

"Jiang Chen, today is the big competition of the sect, there is not a single disciple here, it seems that the patriarch has already driven the strongest disciple in the sect to the fighting platform in the north, if it is too late..."Han Ruoxue said with some worry.

Jiang Chen nodded, from the mouths of those elders, he already knew that in this north, the strongest sect was their Xuantian Holy Gate, and because of this, many sects regarded them as a transcendent target.

Without him, it would be difficult for the sect to really win, and it would have to rush over.

As everyone knows, at this time, on a fighting platform in the center of the north, many sects are gathered together, this is the center of the north, and it is the place where the sects in the north gather and compete, and the winning sect can obtain resources to enter other territories for better development.

Here, there are also people from the Yaochi Holy Land of the first sect in the East as witnesses.

Of course, this time the sect competition is more special than before, in addition to the Xuantian Holy Gate, many sects have been connected by the Ziyuan Divine Mansion, in order to be able to become an existence beyond the Xuantian Holy Gate, in order to be able to lead the sect to the ideal of the first major sect in the Yaochi Holy Land, Murong Qin Hao looked at the patriarchs of many sects, and a slight smile was outlined at the corner of his mouth.

At the same time as this smile appeared, in the ring, a young disciple was blown upside down by the spiritual power fluctuations that erupted from the blue-robed disciple's uppercut, until he was off the stage.

For a while, applause rang out, and the cheers of many sect disciples followed.

A middle-aged man dressed in a black robe with a hair tie on his head arched his hand towards Murong Qin Hao beside him with a smile on his face and said, "Congratulations to Patriarch Murong, your disciples are so strong, but they are much stronger than my disciples." ”

"Where, where, Patriarch Qin is my role model for hard work, who doesn't know, one of Patriarch Qin's disciples is already in the middle of the Danxuan Realm, if he comes out, my disciple will not have a chance at all. Patriarch Murong laughed.

As soon as these words came out, Patriarch Qin laughed, his eyebrows furrowed into an arc, he raised his head, looked at a Ziyuan disciple who was proudly on the platform, and smiled, "Patriarch Murong doesn't have to be too humble, I'm still waiting to see when your disciples make a splash and give us old guys a vision!"

"That's nature, that's nature. ”

Murong Qin Hao was no longer complimentary, and his eyes, which had already been smiled into thin slits, looked at the Xuantian Holy Sect patriarch with an extremely solemn face on the opposite side.

As the strongest patriarch of the Xuantian Holy Sect, he looked at the patriarchs of the other sects around him with a solemn face, and since the old patriarch left, his grasp had dropped by half.

If the people of these sects know about the death of the old patriarch, I am afraid that as soon as this platform ends, it will be the end of his Xuantian Holy Gate.

"Patriarch Xuan's face is pale, I don't know if he is sick?" beside him, a middle-aged man in a purple robe chuckled.

Patriarch Xuan shook his head, he coughed and smiled: "No, how can it be? I am still looking forward to this big competition, after all, this is also the only opportunity for our northern sect to go out, it is rare!"

"Well, that's right!" the purple-robed man laughed, "I hope so, it's up to these little ones." ”

It's just that his contemptuous eyes are completely different from what he does, and the light implied in his eyes seems to have a condescending posture of looking at people.

The Xuantian Holy Gate seemed to be going to become the meal on the plate of this Ziyuan Divine Mansion, and the disciples of the other sects could only watch dryly, after all, this was not something that these small sects could participate in such a thing.