"Look, our Shangqing Palace is going to take the first place again. ”

A cup of tea was gently put into the mouth with one hand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but be sideways, and Elder Long He's eyes also deliberately looked at the faces of other sects.

As soon as he heard this, Yang Rui deliberately distanced himself, and his head was not towards Long He.

"I heard that if the Flowing Cloud Immortal Wizard doesn't win the championship this time, it won't be qualified to be ranked with our other sects. Fengyun Pavilion Fengyi deliberately looked at Yang Rui, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but be sarcastic. Only the elders of the Immortal Sword Sect are still cold and cold, and they have no quarrel with the world.

"Elder Wind, Elder Dragon. You are quite confident in your disciples, but who will know the final result? Don't think that you Long Qingxue is the first day of the outer gate of Qingzhou, but some people come out, but they are just landing chickens. ”

Yang Rui looked at it coldly, but Long He was not angry at all, this was just the last struggle of the Flowing Cloud Immortal Trace, and when he was demoted this time, he could play with the Liuyun Immortal Trail as much as he wanted.

"Oh, does Elder Yang still have a backhand, I don't know what the name of that genius is, I'll appreciate it. ”

Feng Yi smiled coldly, he had been fighting with the people of the Flowing Cloud Immortal for I don't know how many years, how could he not know what the Flowing Cloud Immortal Trail was.

How many of them can reach the middle stage of the transformation of gods? I'm afraid there isn't one!

"Humph!"

Yang Rui snorted coldly and stopped talking.

At this time, Ye Qinghuan and the people with the Flowing Cloud Immortal Trail have reached the end, and all the points of the major sects are on Ye Qinghuan, with a total of three million, which is an extremely terrifying number.

It may be a myth that there is no one before and no one after it!

"Ye Qinghuan, I remember your name and your face. After entering the inner gate, I hope you don't let me down in the dragon cloud fighting of the various sects!"

Long Qingxue smiled, and no one knew what the smile contained. But Yue Ruxue was very uncomfortable: "My brother Huan, beat you like a lost dog!"

"Hopefully, if your man fails, I will use your man for alchemy!"

Alchemy?

It turned out that Long Qingxue was not afraid of Ye Qinghuan, but took a fancy to Ye Qinghuan's specialness.

This kind of special is a long story, every time the body of the dragon vein will be subjected to extremely strong scorching, this scorching heat determines the life of the body of the dragon vein, that is to say, once this extremely strong scorching heat is not resolved, Long Qingxue will die in another ten years.

And now Long Qingxue is only twenty years old.

Since Ye Qinghuan was able to break through the curse of the Xuanyang Holy Body, then the Xuanyang Holy Body after the breakthrough was the best alchemy material to eliminate the extremely strong and scorching heat.

"If you have the ability, you can defeat me, and we will meet again in three years. ”

Ye Qinghuan smiled lightly.

At the exit, the elders of the major sects raised their eyes and watched, because there was a faint white light coming out, which meant that this trial was over here.

"Who is it!Who is the champion sect this time?"

Yang Rui is the most anxious one, but he can't be eager.

"Well, you Wandering Cloud Wizard has no hope, have you seen the standings, three million points! Do you think you Flowing Cloud Wizard has such a genius?"

Feng Yi was stimulated again, and his expression was contemptuous.

"Good!

Yang Rui was overjoyed, looking at the standings and constantly touching his beard, he didn't expect it!

"What a good, what a good, you still think you are ......?"

"What! It's the Trail of Flowing Clouds!" Feng Yi looked at the standings again, and was suddenly incredulous.

Yang Rui laughed, and the depression of the past few days all dissipated.

Their Flowing Cloud Immortal Trail is stable!

"See, don't think that you have the so-called Qingzhou first-day talent, and you can take care of our Liuyun Immortal Trail!"

At this time, Ye Qinghuan finally saw the familiar environment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He really wanted to see what the expressions of the other sects were.

"Elder Yang, this time I didn't expect that our Flowing Cloud Immortal Trail would have such a genius. Yong Wencheng saluted Yang Rui, this time entering the ancient battlefield, Yong Wencheng was entrusted by Yang Rui.

"Didn't you help the Flowing Cloud Immortal Trail to victory?" Yang Rui was a little strange, but he knew that the cultivation realm of the disciples of the outer sect, only Yong Wencheng had already reached the early stage of transforming into a god.

"Could it be Ye Beichen? By the way, why didn't you see Ye Beichen?"

This is another genius, who is deeply appreciated by the elders of the Inner Sect, if it weren't for Yongwen's achievements, it would be Ye Beichen.

"Elder Yang, we didn't see Ye Beichen all the way, and this time it was Ye Qinghuan who led us to victory in the Flowing Cloud Immortal Trace. ”

Yang Rui was confused, Ye Qinghuan was a waste of the Xuanyang Holy Body? How could this be?

Then Ye Qinghuan walked out, Yang Rui began to look at it, and became even more confused, this is just the cultivation of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, and it is still a waste body. How to lead the Wizard of Flowing Clouds to victory?

But Yong Wencheng never tells lies, maybe Ye Qinghuan really has some skills that he doesn't know.

"Congratulations to the Flowing Cloud Immortal Trail for winning the championship this time, I heard that you Ye Qinghuan defeated the alliance of Sword Nameless, Long Qingxue and Feng Qingyang with the strength of one person, such a genius, you have to protect it well!"

Feng Yi walked over, a little envious, a little resentful and a little gloating, just now he got the news from Feng Qingyang's mouth that Jian Wuming was actually killed by Ye Qinghuan!

You must know that Sword Nameless's qualifications are actually above Long Qingxue, and all this will only be done until Sword Nameless is out of the magic barrier, but who would have thought that before seeing the peerless brilliance of such a genius, he would have fallen.

The Immortal Sword Sect will definitely not let go of the Flowing Cloud Immortal Trace, especially an alternative genius like Ye Qinghuan!

"Is it really Ye Qinghuan?" No, one person defeated the three geniuses? Yang Rui began to re-examine Ye Qinghuan, but he was even more confused.

"Please also ask the elder to let me go back to the sect to rest for a while. ”

Ye Qinghuan pretended to be weak, and Yang Rui then cast a source technique to call Cangtian Eagle.

"You go back first, and you deserve a lot of rewards. ”

The Sky Eagle, a high-level spirit beast, is used by many people to travel because of its huge size, eight thousand meters above the ground.

As soon as Ye Qinghuan and Yue Ruxue sat down, they soared.

"Old immortal thing, your son is a Xuanyang waste, what qualifications do you have to enjoy such good treatment here!"

At this moment, Wu Cheng was not at home, but went to the medicine garden to prepare for alchemy.

During this alchemy period, no one could be disturbed, so he sent his disciples to take care of Ye Qin.

However, the disciples sent were very contemptuous and jealous of Ye Qinghuan.

Xuanyang is just a waste body, and he still wants to survive in the ancient battlefield? And this old man can't die, why should I serve such a garbage!

So I stepped on it directly.

Ye Qin didn't scream, and tried hard to support his body.

"It's tough! It's the same as your shitty son!"