On the first day of the lunar month, the green clouds are fighting.

Feng Boyu opened the way, and Yuan Tianshi laid down the Vientiane Great Array on Qingyun Mountain.

In the past ten years, the floating and clear air that has been separated between heaven and earth has turned into wisps of green clouds.

Gather three mountains and five mountains, all over the world, the blessed land of the cave, the immortal mountain outside the world...... The young generation of the nine heavens and ten places are all gathered today to attend the grand event.

On Qingyun Mountain, millions of people are in shape, and the scene is magnificent and magnificent.

Yang Gang single-handedly.

Step by step, he walked out of the city.

Merge into the crowd and go straight to Qingyun Mountain.

In the Yang Mansion.

A blood-colored magic knife seemed to sense the battle intent in the master's heart, and it buzzed and trembled excitedly, as if it wanted to fight with the master.

However.

A pair of magic eyes on its knife turned around the room, as if it had just remembered something, and suddenly stuck to the windowsill.

He only pointed the tip of the knife to the sky, looking very expectant.

An hour later.

Yang Gang finally climbed Qingyun Mountain, a 3,000-zhang peak.

And at this time, it is only a matter of time.

I saw the stone platforms and guardrails that had been opened up in the early years on Qingyun Mountain, and the figures were full of people, and one layer after another extended up like a staircase.

Over here.

Yang Gang saw a heroic hero, and saw a wealthy Shengjing magnates. I saw a Taoist with a temperament like a fairy, and I also saw a strange dragon and phoenix demon spirit.

The Holy Monarch is evergreen, and he is alone in nine heavens and ten earths.

This grand event, which shook the four directions, made all the cultivators from all over the world come.

The higher the position of Qingyuntai, the more noble the status of the representative.

Many of the ordinary people of Shengjing can only look up at the foot of the mountain at most.

And the fifth marquis of Yangfu, the Marquis of Zhongyong, can only fall into a middle-level, 2,200 zhang position.

Mrs. Tai, her mother, the Lin family, and the younger generation of the Yang Mansion have been waiting here for a long time.

Yang Gang saw them at a glance, but did not step forward.

Only a lonely person stood on the edge of a cliff, like the stone tire on the high cliff of the East China Sea back then, quietly looking at the sky with wisps of green air.

"Yang Gang, here...... Come here! ”

A lively voice came from the wind.

Yang Gang can see it.

Two thousand five hundred zhang away, Yang Chan was standing beside Han Xiang and beckoning to him from afar.

Han Xiang on the side nodded slightly and gestured to him.

"Yang Gang, I've seen my aunt ......"

Yang Gang saluted into the distance, but did not leave.

After all, it was the land of the Doubu Army, and it was not suitable for him as an outsider in the past.

It's better to be alone here and come freely.

See here.

The fairy-like woman could only shake her head slightly, sighing with pity.

A moment later.

A majestic voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

[The holy monarch is merciful and has heaven and earth in mind. Set up a crossing of green clouds, through the past and the present, so that all aspiring young people in the world can compete for the crossing. 】

[Today, Yuan was ordered by the Holy Monarch to preside over Qingyundu. 】

[Ten years of green clouds, once into nine days. Qingyun fights for the crossing - enlightenment. 】

Order.

Huh - suddenly saw a long cyan river cut through the sky, surrounding the top of the 3,000-zhang Qingyun Mountain, like a heavenly river hanging.

Streams of cyan air rolled in the river, condensing like substance.

There are also wisps of pure indigo streamer, swimming like a fish in the long river, and the speed is fast.

Thousands of weather, heartbreaking.

At the same time.

The stone platforms of the 3,000-zhang Qingyun Mountain are shining brightly and are full of colors.

I saw that one by one the young Junjie looked excited, took out a cyan jade plate from his arms, and entered the Gang Qi to activate the Qingyun Order.

Suddenly, the river of green clouds in the sky seemed to have sensed and fell on the clouds.

A group of aspiring young people set foot on the green clouds.

In front of everyone's eyes, he climbed the clouds and ascended for nine days.

Millions of people in the audience looked up at the sky and felt excited.

It is an infinite honor to be able to appear on such an occasion.

If you can shine in the Qingyun Battle, the people of the three mountains and five mountains of the whole world can remember your name. Even further, if you can leave a name on the road that has not changed for 500 years......

Clusters of green clouds rose into the sky, and countless young heroes began to fight for the long river!

Some have already exchanged hands even in mid-air.

The scene was chaotic.

Tens of thousands of heavenly pride are entangled together, and no one can tell who they are.

Most of the people who came here today were able to stand in the void for a short time above the Waigang realm. Otherwise, let alone standing on top of the green clouds to snatch the qi of the green clouds, and if you accidentally fall into the clouds, it will be a broken end.

The True Gang Realm is here, it's nothing at all.

Like the young masters of the Yang Mansion, they have been piling up resources in a short period of time for half a month, and they have been promoted to the Zhengang realm. However, it seems that the speed is too fast, and the breath is a little unstable.

With their strength, if they want to compete for a few luck on Qingyundu, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult.

And Yang Gang stood on a lonely cliff, but he never moved.

2,400 zhang.

The stone platform of the Weiyuan Mansion.

Bai Suqing couldn't help but cast a strange gaze downward.

Didn't he give up his spot? Why don't you move yet? ’

"Miss."

Aunt Mei whispered beside her: "The children of all families, the heirs of the Immortal Mountain outside the world, have all moved. If you are any longer, the essence of Qingyunqi will be taken away. ”

"What if they want it?"

Bai Suqing shook her head slightly, as if she didn't care.

But he withdrew his gaze and looked at the sky.

The next moment.

Whew—

A dragon groan, resounding through the clouds.

A cyan dragon shadow flashed by, and Bai Suqing, who had already stepped into the realm of the Yuan Shen, did not need to be lifted by Qingyun at all, and directly turned into a green dragon and escaped into the clouds, soaring for nine days.

When you open your mouth and swallow it, it is the essence of countless Qingyun Qi.

It's envious.

Deep in the sea of clouds.

The summit of Qingyun Peak.

An invisible staircase loomed, as if connecting the nine heavens.

If this Qingyun Warrior shows enough talent and is recognized by the 'Qingyun Rank', it will be completely active and manifest the photos of the mythical Tianjiao.

If you win the battle, you can leave a name in history.

This is the mystery of the Qingyun Stage, and this is the supreme power of His Majesty the Holy Monarch.

"It's the Tianjiao of the Bai family of Weiyuan Gong, Bai Suqing!"

"The peach and plum years will reach the peak of the primordial gods, and the pure yang will cross the thunder tribulation, and light a candle and green dragon life lamp. Do you think she will be the leader of this year? ”

"It's hard to say, every Qingyun fights, and there is no shortage of ruthless people born in those immortal mountains and caves outside the world."

"Brother, what level of life rank is the Candle Blue Dragon? It's so powerful......"

There was a lot of talking.

Bai Suqing is charming, and the fairy posture is outstanding.

Regardless of identity, temperament, or talent, they all make the younger generation of Shengjing and some heirs of the immortal mountains outside the world admire.

It's a pity...... For various reasons, she has already had a marriage contract with the rumored waste concubine of the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion......

Seeing Bai Suzhen, the most prestigious Tianjiao in Shengjing in recent years, moved.

The celestial arrogances from all walks of life couldn't bear it anymore.

One by one, the brilliance suddenly bloomed all over Qingyun Mountain.

The figures above the hundreds of primordial gods escaped into the void, broke through the qi of the green clouds, and competed in the waves of thousands of green clouds.

Yang Gang looked up at the sky.

Silently holding down the gold-veined black knife on his waist, a figure couldn't help but appear in his mind.

His eyes wandered, searching the stone platform of 2,500 feet.

Really.

On the stone platform of the Doubu Evil God Army, a figure jumped out from Uncle Jiang's body.

She faced Yang Gang, under the mask of the gods.

The corners of his cold mouth hooked up a shallow smile.

This moment.

The ice and snow on Qingyun Mountain melted, warm as a spring breeze.

"Long time no see."

The hoarse voice of the royal sister floated into Yang Gang's ears, with a hint of softness in the coldness.

He couldn't help but be stunned.

"yes, for a long time...... Missing. ”

It was half a month ago that the last time the two were separated.

But they have a feeling of being in a different world.

Oh, yes.

This distinction is the two worlds.

Haven't you seen you for a long time?

The corners of Yang Gang's mouth couldn't help but smile at the same time, looking at Jiang Jiang's heroic figure.

At this time, she seems to have completely faded away from the gloom of the past, wearing a red and white double-breasted outfit, like a flame in winter, bright as a flame.

This is the northland of the previous life, and Zhao Ling accompanied him in the happiest thirty years of dress.

And the magic spear in her hand ...... For some reason, it has also evolved into the color of vermilion, full of red dust.

Jiang Jiang has changed.

It seems to be Zhao Ling, but it is not Zhao Ling.

She has passed the misfortune of knowledge and has become a new Jiang Jiang.

Sit and forget the immortal, sit and forget, and enter the red dust.

Zhao Ling in the previous life was like this.

The same is true of Jiang Jiang in this life.

They did not walk on the path of sitting and forgetting like the Immortal Monarch, but walked into the red dust to pursue the most important thing in their hearts.

The two worlds become one.

She is no longer sitting on the Immortal Monarch, nor is she Zhao Ling.

It's a brand new Jiang Jiang.

But......

Some things don't change.

Qingyun Terrace.

Jiang Jiang retracted his gaze.

Looking at the Qingyun River, a long cyan dragon shadow was winding.

His expression suddenly turned cold.

The next moment.

A black spear shadow pierced through the sky, striking directly at the head of the green dragon that looked brilliant.