Finally, the white shadow fell in front of Ye Ning, and the aura around her was constantly changing with various flowers, circling and dancing, none of the flowers contained rich aura, and there was a faint fragrance, reflecting her like a fairy of the Nine Heavens.

Ye Ning's heart was full of contempt and disgust for her, and naturally she had no good words. At this time, seeing that she was deliberately showing, she sniffed and snorted, "Sister, are you selling flowers?"

The envoy of the Binglang Palace came violently, and was so angry that Ye Ning vomited blood by Ye Ning's words, his face changed greatly, and he said angrily: "Nonsense, boy, if you retreat now, for the sake of the face of the Great Elder of your sect, I won't embarrass you." However, Leng Peiran, you must follow me back to Binglang Palace. The palace master has called the name, no matter what, you must go back with me. Otherwise, the palace master will be furious, I'm afraid it is not something that your little Lianyun Sect can bear!"

"Haha. What a bullying Bing Lang Palace!" Ye Ning laughed angrily and said, "I advise you, Qingluo Da 6 is not the only one sect master!

Ye Ning was about to speak, but was blocked.

"Alright, Ye Ning. Let's stop there. I don't know when, in the air on the side, the figure of the Great Elder was slowly revealed. Although his hand does not have any momentum, its power is far superior to that of the envoy of the Ice Lang Palace, and only the peak realm of the Venerable One, the cultivation of the Yuan Shen Law to the extreme, has been initially fused with the physical body, can it be done. After speaking, the Great Elder said to the envoy of the Binglang Palace: "Fairy Yan, why bother with a third-generation disciple of my sect? ”

It turned out that the envoy of Binglang Palace was surnamed Yan. Actually, speaking of which, Fairy Yan and Ye Ning still have a bit of a relationship. When he was in Los Angeles, Ye Ning saw the first time the monks fighting, it was Yan Ruoxi of Binglang Palace and Chen Feipeng of Mingzong, and Yan Fairy was Yan Ruoxi's sister-in-law, named Yan Ruxi.

Yan Ruxi looked at the Great Elder, and there were some doubts in her heart. Although this old immortal has the same realm as himself, he is a monk of the same era as the palace master, and he has mastered countless superb exercises and even supernatural powers. If you do it with him yourself, you really don't have much chance of winning. Thinking of the next place, she was happy to find a step down, her expression softened, and said, "Okay." As the Great Elder said, how could the deity have a problem with a junior? In this case, the deity brought Leng Peiran back, and as for other matters, other monks from the palace came to discuss with the Great Elder. ”

"No!" Ye Ning shouted, "Leng Peiran will never go with you!" Hmph, the Water Spirit Divine Monarch has been immortal for 80 million years, how can there still be a trace of soul left in the world? It is impossible for Leng Peiran to be attached to Leng Peiran. What kind of conspiracy do you have in the Ice Lang Palace?"

Yan Ruxi was shocked, although Ye Ning's words were not all right, he also guessed seven or eight. Just the day before yesterday, when the great sect of the Ice Lang Palace was using the divination technique, he suddenly realized the existence of a trace of a god between heaven and earth. In the end, after spending a hundred years of life to perform the deduction, the great sect master guessed that the god of heaven and earth was actually the reincarnation of the Water Spirit Divine Monarch, and it was closely related to the long-disappeared gate of the fairy world. The great sect was ecstatic, and after continuing to deduce, the situation became less and less obvious, and he could only barely confirm that the reincarnation of the Water Spirit Divine Monarch appeared in the north of the hidden country. In the end, according to various grounds, they targeted Leng Peiran of Lianyun Sect and two disciples of another sect. Of course, Yan Ruxi would never tell Ye Ning these details.

"Hmph. If the Ice Lang Palace really wants to deal with you, why do you need to conspire?" Yan Ruxi sneered and said: "Being able to join this sect is an opportunity that no cultivator dreams of, what is your intention to reject our sect for Leng Peiran's good intentions? The key to whether you go to my sect or not is Leng Peiran, not you!"