Hearing this, Yang Ran smiled faintly, but there was a chill in his eyes, whether it was for Hei Xuan or the hall master of the Demon Immortal Palace, his heart was already filled with an indelible killing intent.

When the pure-blood altar was finished, he would definitely let them know who was cleaning up whom!

Now that he has cultivated to the second turn of the Shenqiao realm, plus the dream immortal, the ninth elder, there are two powerhouses above the fifth turn next to him.

With such a terrifying lineup, it is not difficult to clean up the Black Xuan and the Demon Immortal Hall Master!

The earth-shattering boiling applause lasted for nearly ten minutes before it slowly faded away.

At this time, Yang Ran also found that Wu Youzhu also disappeared during this period, and he didn't have much time to worry about these things.

"Yang Ran, you have won the championship of the Altar Conference, and in the future, you will also become one of the candidates for my Holy Witch Clan Elder. ”

Just when the hustle and bustle gradually dissipated, Wu Moli looked at Yang Ran with a smile and said slowly.

As soon as Wu Moli's words came out, countless eyes of envy and jealousy were suddenly projected on Yang Ran's body.

The candidate for the future elder of the Holy Witch Clan, this title means that Yang Ran in the future has the opportunity to become the future elder of the Holy Witch Clan, and this position can really be regarded as standing at the top of the Southern Regions.

Everyone present, everyone knew what kind of power the Holy Witch Clan Elder had, that was the spiritual leader in the hearts of countless wizards in the Cloud Sky Continent!

Although the Holy Witch Clan had been silent for many years, no one on the Cloud Continent would doubt the terrifying energy possessed by this ancient force.

Under those countless envious eyes, Yang Ran nodded slightly, he also understood that at this time, the Holy Witch Clan was throwing an olive branch to him, regardless of whether he really became an elder of the Holy Witch Clan in the future, but at least he didn't have to refuse.

"As a champion, according to what I said before, you will get a scroll of emperor-level martial arts or witchcraft, I don't know which one you choose?" Wu Moli asked with a smile.

Yang Ran groaned slightly, and said in a condensed voice, "I choose the witchcraft of the top grade of the emperor rank." ”

Although Yang Ran also wanted to get the emperor-level high-grade martial arts, after all, now he has the emperor-level high-grade Immortal Killing Demon Finger, the Heavenly Rank Dragon Seal Great Wilderness Technique, plus his self-created Nirvana Seal, Destruction Golden Seal and Destruction Seal, it can be said that Yang Ran is not lacking in high-level martial arts.

On the contrary, in terms of witchcraft, Yang Ran can only be regarded as just getting started, and he has only mastered the witch palm, although it is difficult for him to practice this emperor-level witchcraft now, but I believe that in the near future, when he has made great progress in the realm of witchcraft, he will definitely become a big hole card.

In the realm of True Yuan Demon Qi, it is difficult to make a quick leap forward now, so it is also wise to improve the realm of Witch Qi now.

Wu Moli was obviously also very satisfied with Yang Ran's answer, and with a wave of his hand, an ancient sheepskin scroll appeared in his hand, and then as soon as his palm was sent, this ancient scroll swept towards Yang Ran like lightning under the mixture of a light.

The palm of the hand bent slightly, accurately grasping the light, and the light dissipated, revealing the ancient sheepskin scroll in it, and the palm touched it, with a faint sense of strangeness emerging in my heart.

"It's a good thing. ”

Sensing that strange feeling, Yang Ran also secretly praised it in his heart, and immediately chuckled.

Although I was curious about this emperor-level witchcraft, now was not the time to inspect it.

Yang Ran flipped his palm, and in the midst of many fiery eyes, he put it into the space spirit ring, and then turned his gaze to Wu Moli and saluted him with a fist.

Looking at the satisfied look on Yang Ran's face, Wu Moli also smiled, and the applause that resounded in the sky gradually fell, and then said: "As for the regulations of the conference, there are the following ten contestants who finally enter the pure-blood altar: Yang Ran, Bing Luofei, Eclipse Huo'er, Xiong Kongyu, and Xuanyuan Qingchen...... Two days later, it will be the time when the altar will be opened, and when the time comes, the top ten people who enter the altar conference will have a chance to enter it!"

As soon as Wu Moli's words fell, Yang Ran, who had just calmed down a little, suddenly had a look of irrepressible fluctuations in his eyes.

He went to the altar convention for a big reason!

Of course, at the same time, it was not only Yang Ran who was excited, but everyone else, wrapped in the black Xuan who was named Bing Luofei, and his eyes were also instantly hot, obviously, the pure-blood altar had a great attraction for them.

Seeing the excitement on the faces of these guys, everyone knew that this grand altar conference was almost coming to an end, but the battle was not completely over.

It's just that the target of this battle is not the Altar Conference anymore, but the legendary Holy Witch Pure-Blood Altar of the Holy Witch Clan, how many of these ten people can get a great opportunity in it?

At this point, let alone ordinary audiences, even peerless powerhouses such as Wu Moli are full of expectation and curiosity.

After several days of boiling, the vast sea of people around the square finally dispersed gradually with the end of the altar assembly.

But even so, the whole city is still surrounded by that exhilarating atmosphere, this altar conference, the intensity, far from everyone's expectations, the kind of move to turn the tide, just thinking about it makes people feel the blood boiling.

The night, in the midst of the noise, quietly shrouded this huge city that was extremely lively.

In the brightly lit city, the flow of people on the street is still coming and going, and the conversation in everyone's mouth is related to the altar conference, and more, it is naturally the champion of this conference, the young man named Yang Ran who created a miracle.

The slightly unfamiliar name in the past is now completely imprinted in everyone's minds, and they also know that it may not be too long before this name will resound throughout the Southern Regions.

At that time, he will be the most dazzling young star in the Southern Regions.

The whole city was still in a boiling state, and after a total of three rounds, the contestants fled back to their places of residence in embarrassment, and then fell asleep like dead dogs.

Among them, Yang Ran is also included, after so many days of tests and battles, especially in the battle with Hei Xuan, he almost exhausted all his strength.

This kind of consumption was quite terrifying, so immediately after the altar assembly, he returned to his room, closed his eyes, and night came.

The fairy in the dream and the others also knew that Yang Ran was tired at the moment, so no one came to disturb him, and let him sleep quietly and fully.

And when Yang Ran gradually woke up from his sleep, the sky was completely shrouded in night, and faintly, he could still hear the kind of conversation and laughter with a little excitement coming from outside.

(End of chapter)