All of these figures are as majestic as the abyss and the sea, unfathomable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info their appearance immediately stirred the aura of thousands of zhang around them, but they quickly recovered and became as still as water.

At the same time, their figures gradually became clear, and all kinds of heroic lights converged, revealing their true bodies, which were the ancestors of various sects. Three sects and four sects, exactly 14 people.

The three hundred disciples on the platform on the top of the mountain and the surrounding elders saluted one after another, shouting loudly, "I've seen the Ancestor!"

At this time, one of the old men of the Xuanqing Sect wearing a Xuanqing Dao robe took a step in the air, this person was Li Muxuan, who had appeared in the Guiyun Sect before, he glanced at the people on the platform, smiled faintly, and said: "You are all the Tianjiao of my Eastern Seven Branches, I hope to shine in this Death Grand Canyon, raise the divine power of my branches, and fight for your respective sects! Ten days later, you are still gathering here, and the old man and others will go to the main vein, the Death Grand Canyon with you!"

After saying this, he waved his sleeves, and the brilliance on his body flowed, and disappeared in an instant. The rest of the ancestor-level figures glanced at the disciples of their respective sects, and they also disappeared one after another.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, they didn't expect these ancestors to come and go faster, and thought that they would be rewarded, but in fact, they didn't even have a hair.

Many people secretly slandered in their hearts, but they naturally had a respectful look on their faces, and they clenched their fists and sent them away as a compliment.

After the ancestors left, the expressions on the faces of the elders of the various sects and sects also relaxed a little, and they all landed on the platform on the top of the mountain, counting the number of people in their respective sects, and finally came to a result, the number of people in the Xuanqing Sect was still the largest, there were sixty-nine, and the least was the Imperial Spirit Sect, only twenty-six. The performance of the Tri-Clover Sect this year was more prominent, and it actually entered the top three, with the number reaching forty-eight, and there were only two disciples in the top eight, naturally Han Feng and Murong Xue, which made the eyes of the elders of the Tri-Clover Sect such as Elder Yan flash with joy, and when talking with the elders of other sects, the voices seemed to be much louder.

However, there was one person who was extremely unhappy, it was that Situ Changqing, he was only ranked in the top twenty, and at this moment, I saw that his face was gloomy, and he looked at Han Feng from time to time, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Han Feng naturally sensed his gaze, but directly ignored it, the old god followed the elder of the sect on the ground, and it didn't take long for him to come to the edge of the foothill smoothly, and then walked towards the Yingbin Valley of the Xuanqing Gate on his own. He soon left the crowd and walked alone on a granite path, lined with green bamboo, at this time it was evening, and from time to time there was moonlight sprinkled, speckled shadows, swaying with the wind, clean and pleasant.

"Han Feng!"

Suddenly, Situ Changqing shouted behind Han Feng.

Han Feng stopped, turned around with a little doubt, looked at Situ Changqing, and asked lightly, "Senior Brother Situ, what's the matter?"

"I advise you not to pester Murong Xue, she and you belong to two different worlds, you know?" Situ Changqing said.

Han Feng smiled and asked rhetorically, "Oh, then you are from the same world as her?"

"Hey, that's of course, we've been childhood sweethearts since we were kids, and we're the right people, what are you?!Don't think that in this competition, you can shorten the distance between you and us if you enter the top eight! I'll tell you the truth, the background of our people is not what you can imagine, but there is no need to show it in this round of competition. If you are still obsessed, after you arrive at the Grand Canyon of Death, it will be too late to regret it!" Situ Changqing sneered.

Han Feng looked at his arrogant face, and he didn't know what he had to be proud of relying on his family power. He groaned for a while, did not speak, just waved his hand, turned and left.

"Hmph, since you kid don't eat and drink in a toast, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Situ Changqing looked at Han Feng's back, snorted secretly, and showed a ruthless smile.

Not long after, Han Feng returned to Yingbin Valley smoothly, went straight into his courtyard, and recuperated behind closed doors.

He came to the cultivation room on the second floor, but instead of cultivating, he lay down and fell asleep after a while.

When he awoke, it was already a day and a night, and it was night. He walked out of the cultivation room on the second floor and came to the roof platform, where he stood quietly looking at the moon, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long while, he sighed slightly, clenched his hands lightly into fists, and whispered to himself: "The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth!"

It turned out that he was thinking about Situ Changqing, and with his understanding of this kind of person, Situ Changqing would definitely attack him in the Grand Canyon of Death. Although he is not afraid, what he is worried about is the behemoth behind the other party, the Situ family!

However, if he went against his heart and deliberately flattered Situ Changqing, then he really couldn't do it, so he ignored Situ Changqing's threat the day before and left directly. Moreover, he also knew that even if he was soft on Situ Changqing, it would be impossible to alleviate the contradiction between him and Situ Changqing, Liang Zi had already formed it under the Dao Battle Monument of the Three Leaves Gate a few days ago, and it would not be resolved so easily. If it were him, he wouldn't easily let go of the man who tried to snatch his woman, especially if he had a huge advantage!

He had just fooled the Qiu Huahua of the enemy family, but he didn't expect to provoke the Situ family again, he was really a little troubled, but he had nowhere to tell about this sorrow.

"Well, if he really dares to be aggressive, I don't mind teaching him a lesson!" Han Feng made up his mind after thinking about it a few times, and his worries were relieved a little.

He walked down the roof platform, returned to the cultivation room, sat down cross-legged, and quickly threw away distracting thoughts, kept his mind in his mind, and silently condensed the true qi in his body.

In the next time, in addition to maintaining his daily cultivation, he took out a part of his time to refine the four-grade rune, although the talisman of this grade is like a chicken rib to him now, but it still has an effect on the broken sword, which can make it slowly increase in size and increase its power, and now he only needs to infuse four percent of his true qi, he can seriously injure the extreme person, if his true qi purity and the length of the broken sword are improved, under the full force, maybe even a figure like Murong Xue will have to resist with concentration.

Time flowed like water, and six days passed silently.

In the early morning of this day, the mist outside had not dissipated, Han Feng opened his eyes, he quickly picked up the communication jade plate on his waist, clicked on it and took a look, it turned out to be a message from Elder Yan, saying that the list of their branch to participate in the Grand Canyon of Death was reported to the Yuxian Sect of the main vein, according to the information fed back by the upper sect, the entrance fee to the Grand Canyon of Death was 2,200 high-grade spirit stones per person. The Sanye Gate won more places this time, which won honor for the sect, and the high-level decided that the sect would bear the cost of 1,200 high-grade spirit stones per person, and each disciple would have to pay for the rest. Within ten hours, those who do not go to Elder Yan to hand over the spirit stones will be deemed to have abstained, and the excess places will be transferred to the disciples who can afford the expenses.