The day has finally arrived.

Re-election of Xuanzhou Mu!

Xuanzhou is just a poor and remote place in Langxitian, where immortals are rare, and immortal cultivators in the Divine Realm are giants who top the heavens here, and even the mortals here are much more than mortals in other parts of the Immortal Realm.

Even the immortals of Lang Evil Heaven almost forgot that there was such a place as Xuanzhou.

Originally, Xuanzhou's re-election of Xuanzhou Mu was just a big thing, just like a small pebble thrown into the endless ocean, and it would not make any splash.

But today, this small pebble has set off a storm in the entire fairy world and shook the heavens.

The eyes of countless big forces in the immortal world have gathered here, closely following the election of Xuanzhou Mu.

......

Thirty miles of Xuanzhou City, the glory on the Yindan platform is circulating, and it looks like a treasure*.

Above the Yin Dan platform, Qing Han's body was quietly suspended.

He has regained the appearance of a turbid prince with red lips and white teeth and a graceful demeanor.

Qing Han's hand, the Heavenly Emperor's Decree Seal exuded a thick aura like a mountain, and it was blessed on his body, as if the Heavenly Emperor was coming in person.

Around Yindantai, countless immortals and immortal cultivators gathered in drove, and they all represented the major forces of the heavens in the immortal realm. It can be said that this time, at least half of the geniuses in the four immortal seas of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands of the Immortal Realm have gathered here.

The inheritance of the ancient heavenly kings is not trivial.

Even this time, the major forces have reached a tacit understanding, whether it is a hundred consecutive victories in this battle, then he will open the inheritance of the Heavenly King and accept the inheritance of the Ancient Heavenly King.

It's a great event.

More than half of the genius immortal cultivators in the immortal realm gathered here to compete for a hundred consecutive victories, but in the past 100,000 years, something had never been seen before.

Even the minds of many geniuses who came here were not to compete for the inheritance of some ancient heavenly king, they just wanted to compete with the geniuses of all sides in the immortal world.

......

"Tut-tut, Xiaohan is out of breath!"

In a corner of the crowd, a lazy young man, as if he had no bones, was lying on a chaise longue, and beside him, two delicate and lovely fairies were pinching his shoulders for a while.

"At the beginning, I just stole a token from the Emperor of Heaven and gave it to him, but I didn't want the Emperor of Heaven to really recognize his identity as the envoy of the Emperor of Heaven. ”

"To be able to preside over such a grand event is simply to glorify the ancestors, and there is green smoke on the ancestral graves of your Qing clan. ”

The young man looked at the figure suspended in mid-air and said with a smile.

"Stolen it, didn't you say that the Immortal Emperor gave it to you before the retreat?"

Beside this young man, a tall and handsome-looking man's eyes widened, and he looked at the lazy young man with incredulity, "Chen Xiao, don't scare me!"

"You don't doubt it, you're stupid, aren't you?"

Chen Xiao looked at the tall young man in surprise, "If I don't say that the Immortal Emperor gave it to me, do you think Xiao Han will take the Ling Yin? And what if he steals a token from the Immortal Emperor, what can he do with me?"

Chen Xiao said with a snort.

Qing Budo's face was full of embarrassment.

"That guy Zhao Changkong is also here, I hope he won't do any more bastard things. ”

Suddenly, there was a touch of murderous aura on Chen Xiao's face, "A thousand years ago, the monster that was sealed on the altar of water was actually released by him...... It's a bastard!"

Qing Budo's face was also slightly solemn, and he nodded slowly, but did not speak.

He had already seen Zhao Changkong, who was sitting on the high platform and could not be beaten.

After this incident, Zhao Fengyang, the Emperor of Lang Evil Heaven, will officially abdicate, and Zhao Changkong will also become the new crown prince of Lang Evil Heaven.

When the time comes...... I'm afraid that Lang Evil Heaven is going to be chaotic.

This time, although Qing Han, the envoy of the Emperor of Heaven, presided over this re-election, Zhao Changkong still came, and his meaning was self-evident.

It won't be long before he is the future master of Lang Evil Heaven, and if such a grand event appears in Lang Evil Heaven, how can he not be there.

......

"The hour has come!"

Suddenly, Qing Han in mid-air opened his eyes, his voice was clear, it sounded a little weak, but it was full of majesty.

"Please Xuanzhou Mu!"

The next moment, Lu Yun walked out of the crowd in an official robe, and he jumped and landed on the Yindan platform.

Then, a cyan glow flashed.

Originally, Lu Yun's cultivation at the peak of the Yuan Dan Realm was instantly sealed and fell to the Jindan Realm.

"It's amazing. ”

Lu Yun stretched out his hand and waved it gently, "If I hadn't known that I had come to the Yindantai and had been sealed by the Yindantai for cultivation, I'm afraid I would have been scared to death." ”

Now Lu Yun's cultivation is only in the Jindan Realm, and seeing the slightest state of being sealed, it seems that his cultivation should have been in the Jindan Realm.

Then, Lu Yun gently took off his official robe, revealing a black suit.

"On the Yindan platform, it doesn't matter if you live or die. ”

Qing Han's figure slowly fell, and when he reached a high platform, his voice resounded through Xuanzhou City, "Admitting defeat, death, coma, falling out of Yindantai is both failure." If someone completes a hundred consecutive victories and overwhelms the immortal realm, he will be the new Xuanzhou Mu, and he can use the Xuanzhou Great Seal to lead out the sword tower!"

"If there is no 100-game winning streak, then the one with the highest winning streak is the final winner. ”

The sword tower is the treasure of the heavenly king, and his inheritance is also in the sword tower.

"In this battle, there is no limit to the number of places, there is no limit to the order, and those who think they have strength can go to Yindantai, but if anyone dares to collude and cheat...... In the name of the Nine Heavenly Emperors, kill. ”

Qing Han's word 'kill' instantly resonated with heaven and earth.

Everyone was awe-inspiring in their hearts, they knew that the Nine Heavenly Emperors were also paying attention here, but they just didn't show up.

"Start now. ”

Qing Han's words fell, and there was a surge in the crowd.

"Who's coming first?"

Yindantai is boxy, about 100 zhang square, surrounded by a blue light curtain.

Inside the light curtain, it belongs to the range of the Yin Dan Terrace, and if you fall outside the light curtain, you will fail.

Lu Yun stood in the center of the Yin Dan Terrace, looked around at the immortal cultivators below, and said slowly.

But many immortal cultivators look at me, I look at you, and it seems that no one wants to be this up-and-coming bird.

Although this Xuanzhou Mu is a waste in the rumors, but a few days ago, he was able to talk to Xuanzhou Taboo, and his strength should not be underestimated.

"It's just a waste of Xuanzhou, I'll come first. ”

Suddenly, there was a long howl from the crowd.

Then, a figure fell lightly on the Yindan platform.

This is a boy who looks seventeen or eighteen years old, and there is still a touch of childishness on his face.

"Lang Evil Heavenly Wind Clan, Wind Hidden. ”

The boy reported his name.

"Feng Yin, Feng Li's younger brother?"

Lu Yun looked at the location of the Feng Clan under the Yin Dan Terrace, Feng Li was the envoy of the crown prince, and his status here was not low, so he was surrounded in the center.

Feng Li noticed that Lu Yun was looking at him, twisted his body a little uncomfortably, and then nodded.

When Feng Li first saw Lu Yun, Lu Yun was still an ant in the Qi realm. But he didn't expect that in half a year, Lu Yun's cultivation had really reached the Dan realm and was qualified to go to this Yin Dan platform.

"Feng Li, that waste, is also worthy of being my brother?"

Feng Yin sneered.

Feng Yin's voice spread all over the world, and people who knew Feng Li all looked at Feng Li, and Feng Li's face was full of embarrassment and embarrassment.

Feng Yin is one of the geniuses of the younger generation of the Feng Clan, and he can be compared with Qing Hongchen of the Qing family and Lu Yuanhou of the Lu Clan.

Of course, Qing Hongchen and Lu Yuanhou are already dead.

Feng Li is just a fool who eats and waits for death, even if Feng Yin says this about him, he doesn't dare to fight back.

"You might as well be away from the wind. ”

Lu Yun shook his head slightly.

"What did you say!?"

Feng Yin heard Lu Yun's words and was furious, "You said I'm not as good as Feng Li's waste?"

"I've dealt with Feng Li, maybe he's not as talented as you, but overall, you're too far behind him. ”

The wind below is leaving, and his expression has become a little complicated.

Zhao Changkong, the prince of Lang Evil Heaven, looked at Lu Yun with interest.

"No wonder my father chose him to help me, he sees people with a ...... Not bad indeed. ”

Zhao Changkong smiled slightly, Feng Li, he was also the person he valued.

"Bastard!"

Swish!

Feng Yin shouted angrily, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the Yin Dan Terrace.

There seemed to be a breeze blowing, and countless sword shadows suddenly appeared beside Lu Yun, enveloping him.