"Whew, how is this an environment? It's so real. The light and shadow flickered, and Chang Feng rushed into the gate of the word "tiger", but he was surprised when he looked at the scene in front of him.

According to the Xuantian Venerable's account, there are corresponding demon beast true spirits behind the nine gates of the demon clan, and there are also true spirits of fallen immortals to guide each battle in order to maximize the monk's combat power.

According to this understanding, Chang Feng thought that behind the door there must be a high platform for fighting methods, just like the hundred battle platforms of the seven countries of mountains and seas, after entering, it is a fighting method with the true spirit of the demon beast, and it will not stop until it is impossible to fight, and then the true spirit of the fallen immortals of the human race will appear to help analyze the process of fighting.

But the reality is obviously not the same as imagined.

There is no fighting method behind the "tiger" word gate, but a piece of tall hills and dense forests, Chang Feng has been to the Flood Desolation Continent, if he didn't know that he was entering a secret realm, he would definitely think that he had come to the land of the Flood Desolation Demon Clan again.

The immortal aura in the secret realm carries the unique aura of the Flood Desolation Demon Clan, the trees are more colorful than those on the Mountains and Seas Continent, and even the void is low and depressing, standing on the highest mountain peak as if you can touch the void, everything is not much different from the territory of the Flood Desolation Demon Clan.

"This secret realm shouldn't have been moved directly from the Flood Desolate Continent by the top level immortals of the human race!" When Chang Feng was thinking about it, he saw a yellow-robed man with a tiger head and a human body standing on a huge mountain rock in front of him.

Looking at each other, the yellow-robed man looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and then his figure soared into the air, and the light and shadow in his hand flickered, and a bright silver spear had appeared, showing the cultivation of the peak of the gods, and stabbed straight at the wind.

"Is this the beginning?" Faced with such a scene, Chang Feng's eyes were horizontal, and his figure rushed out.

......

Time flies, and forty years pass in the blink of an eye.

For these Tianjiao, forty years is enough time to undergo many reborn changes, all the Tianjiao people have advanced to the Tribulation, and the lowest cultivation is also in the second half of the early stage of the Tribulation, as for the many cultivation gates around the Tianjiao Arena, most of the Tianjiao who should enter have also entered, and those who should have experienced have also experienced.

And all the Tianjiao people obviously have their own plans for the fifty-year cultivation time, a period of ten years, and within ten years, most people will go out of their respective cultivation places to compete on the Tianjiao Arena.

Those who win will continue to participate in the competition, and those who lose will continue to enter the gates of those secret realms to cultivate, looking forward to the next ten years of turnaround.

In the past forty years, most of the Tianjiao have already fought each other, and those who have not fought have also had a rough estimate of their own combat power and that of others, except for two people.

One is the Night Lonely Emperor, the descendant of the Fierce Venerable, and the other is Chang Feng.

In the past forty years, they have gone back and forth between the nine gates of the demon clan, breaking through the nine gates, even if they see someone fighting, they don't pay attention to it, even if someone meets and fights, they don't participate, they seem to be extremely busy, and it seems that they are deliberately avoiding something, which really makes everyone puzzled and annoyed.

Several times, Yang Shan and the others saw Chang Feng come out, but before they could come forward to challenge, Chang Feng rushed into another demon gate, making Yang Shan and the others angry.

Although they can also rush into the demon gate, each demon gate has a special formation, and those who enter can encounter demon beasts but will not encounter the cultivators of the same clan who also enter.

In desperation, they could only continue to wait.

On this day, another decade has passed, and there are many Tianjiao around the Tianjiao arena, but on the battlefield, Li Ming'er and Jade Peacock are fighting tightly.

Although the cultivation of the jade peacock is low, it seems to be more aggressive, and a silver moon scimitar in her hand flies up and down, surrounding Li Ming'er without distinguishing between points and faces, she is proficient in many special spells and magical powers of the nine southern barbarians, plus she has such a killer weapon as a spirit insect, and for a while, it forced Li Ming'er to be left and right.

However, Li Ming'er is obviously not easy to mess with, he was born with the body of a moon spirit, and he cultivated many miraculous ghost cultivation techniques, and a soul burning mirror magic weapon resisted many elusive spirit insects of the jade peacock, and the ghost shadow hook in his hand flew up and down from time to time, and from time to time he counterattacked, but slowly began to reverse the situation.

Watching the two fight like this, the onlookers were talking non-stop.

"I really don't understand, these two people have a grudge, don't they? have they fought three times in less than 20 years?" Looking at the competition on the Tianjiao Arena, Zhang Jiatianjiao and Zhang Fuming frowned.

Beihu Tianjiao Ning Hu'er on the side frowned and said: "The first time was that Li Ming'er won, and the second time the jade peacock won with the spirit worm, I don't know who will win this time?"

"What's not to understand about this, the two are competing in secret, trying to compare who is more beautiful, as for who can win, I am more optimistic about that Li Ming'er. Wanxing Zongxun Xiaotong raised his head, shook his hair and guessed.

"Hehe, Sister Xiaotong, you only know one and don't know the other, they are competing in secret, but they are not more beautiful than anyone, they are competing for size?" Xiang Lingyu on the other side raised another topic with a smile.

"Fight for the size, what size?" for a while, everyone was puzzled.

"Hehe, you don't know yet, do you! Both of them are the mother-in-law of the Lord of the Chang Alliance, and everyone wants to be big. Xiang Lingyu turned to throw out a message.

Although everyone is a cultivator of Tianjiao, most of them have been following the cultivation of top-level immortals, and they really don't know much about the things in the immortal cultivation realm of the Shanhai Continent, even if they themselves have only seen each other for decades, they don't know that the relationship between Chang Feng and the two women is naturally very large.

Such a news is like a drop of water scattered in a pot of oil, and it exploded on the spot in an instant:

"What? Xiang Lingyu, what are you talking about? They are all the mother-in-law of Chang Feng? How is this possible? Don't talk nonsense, don't insult the goddess in Liu's heart. ”

"Xiang Lingyu, you have to be responsible for what you say, I Bailong don't care what kind of fight there is between you women, but if you casually insult the innocence of others, Bai Mou will say a fair word for others. ”

"Xiang Lingyu, this kind of thing is not a joke, my Huo Xunze still has thoughts about the jade peacock? If what you said is true, I, Huo Xunze, will have to find someone else. ”

......

There are more men and fewer women in Tianjiao, although it is not difficult to find a female cultivator partner with their cultivation and identity, but if they can find a cultivator who is also Tianjiao as a Taoist couple, it is a thing that cannot be sought.

Since they entered the Great Wilderness Fairyland, many Tianjiao have been very attentive to the only few female cultivators, even if they are fighting and exchanging, they are not willing to be ruthless, and some even deliberately lose just to win the favor of others.

However, among the six female cultivators, Mu Qianxun's face was cold and refused to say a word thousands of miles away; Na Tian Honghe seemed to have a long-term belonging, and he only ignored other people with Qin Guotian's pride and Yingxuantao; the rest of Xiang Lingyu, Jade Peacock, Xun Xiaotong, and Li Ming'er were more normal and became the objects of everyone's interactions.

But now Xiang Lingyu suddenly threw out such a news, how not to be shocked.

Female cultivators were already scarce, but now that they were good, the leader of the Changfeng Alliance had already succeeded, and it was still two at a time, at this moment, Chang Feng almost became the enemy of ten thousand people, which really caused the chagrin and resentment of everyone present.

And that Lingyu didn't seem to be a big deal, and in the face of everyone's questions, he added two sentences again: "The master of the Chang League has been a hero to save the beauty many times, not only has captured the hearts of the two of them, but also has two wives and concubines at home, all of whom are talented and talented, and they are valued by the ancestors of all parties, even my little aunt, the little princess of Chu Guo, is determined to follow him." ”

"Hey, if it weren't for my little aunt's early success, I would have wanted to talk to that Chang Alliance Master to see what he has to win the hearts of so many people. ”

What is called pulling hatred for others, this is called pulling hatred for people.

Originally, everyone was indignant that Chang Feng could serve as the leader of the alliance, but after Xiang Lingyu provoked him like this, for a while, everyone's eyes were spewing fire, if Chang Feng was here, it is estimated that he would have been killed by everyone's fiery eyes.