On the shore of the North Sea, the originally lonely Crane Linqiu is now full of dense crowds, and the immortal cultivators in the entire northern region of Zhongzhou, whether it is large or small sects and scattered cultivators, have already come here at this moment!

On this originally relatively wide platform of Crane Linqiu, at this moment, there are two huge, as high as several zhang like a square seal, these two green platforms occasionally flow a few traces of blue light from time to time, exuding a deep atmosphere. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This Qingtai is actually the only heavenly artifact in Tianyalou: the Zimu Seal!

Now, on these two green platforms that have transformed into huge ones, there are two teams of immortal cultivators fighting each other, countless rays of light are shining in all directions, and the entire Crane Lin Hill is full of cheers and exciting shouts!

Fifty years of reincarnation of Penglai Immortal Island opened, no matter who it was, they all wanted to find an opportunity to see if they could enter the eyes of the old man on the ferry and have one of the five places.

The old man of the ferry boat did not nod, it is not certain who can enter the Penglai Immortal Island, not to mention, there are still two places left!

Although the three major sects, Xinghai Sect, Tianya Tower, and Qingfeng Pavilion claim to occupy three places, they can't make this huge immortal cultivator in the immortal cultivation realm give up their desire to compete, let alone occupy all the places in Penglai Immortal Island!

And the remaining two places can only rely on the battle of the ring, although even if you get the first place, you may not be able to enter the Penglai Immortal Island, but after all, you have the qualification to meet the old man of the ferry, and the odds will be greatly enhanced!

"For a whole month, if there is no accident, the remaining two Ming Foreheads will definitely appear today!"

Feng Zihua smiled at the corner of his mouth, and took a deep look at the two loose cultivators who had been standing on the stage for a long time, but still no one dared to challenge!

The so-called quota is just a joke, nothing more than a decision to be made out of that group of scattered people. Who can meet the old man of the ferry with himself and others, after all, he and others can't be sure, and the people in his own door will definitely enter the Penglai Immortal Island.

Listening to Fengzi's words, Shangguan Xiu's eyes looked a little gloomy and disdainful: "It's just two scattered cultivations with a six-fold foundation, even if you can't enter that Penglai Immortal Island." It's a good life to be able to meet the old man on the ferry with us!"

Feng Zihua smiled and didn't say anything, if it weren't for Su Yingxue's resolute disagreement to isolate that group of scattered cultivators, not only the Xinghai Sect, but even his own Tianyalou would not be able to let this group of scattered cultivators compete for the professional Penglai Immortal Island, even if it was a chance, he would not give them a chance!

Cultivating immortals is to fight with the sky and the earth. It is even more conspiring with others, not to mention cutting off people's immortal paths?

Thinking of this, Feng Zihua looked at the two white shadows in the distance, it was Su Yingxue and her disciple, Liu Qingya!

Like! It's really like! Now this Liu Qingya is like Su Yingxue when she was young in the past!

Fengzihua still remembers that when Liu Qingya first entered the immortal cultivation realm in the past, he and Xinghai Sect desperately wanted to compete for her to be his disciple. But who thought, in the end, that Liu Qingya actually entered the Qingfeng Pavilion!

Now. However, in just two years, that Liu Qingya turned out to be an immortal cultivator of the sea of clouds, this talent is really not simple!

It's just that

Fengzihua had a look of regret in his eyes: "In two years, this Liu Qingya is far more indifferent than at the beginning, although that Liu Qingya itself is a mutated cold ice fairy root. However, after cultivating the cold ice decision, it will not be so cold, I am afraid that this Su Yingxue wants to teach her jade-female-heart sutra!"

Jade-Female-Heart Sutra, this is the secret book of Su Yingxue's practice. Only the master of the sect can cultivate, but except for a few people who are Fengzi painting and Shangguan Xiu, no one knows that every Qingfeng Pavilion master of the sect is cultivating the cold ice when he takes over!

And now this Liu Qingya, whether it is that temperament or that cold and elegant posture, is like Su Yingxue's template.

After cultivating ******** and abandoning the seven emotions and six desires, what is the difference between him and the iceman? It's a pity!

Feng Zihua shook his head, feeling quite sorry in his heart, you know, the former self, but he was ready to bring that Liu Qingya into the door and let his son marry him, but it's a pity, but now this wish can't be realized!

It's just that what Fengzihua didn't see was that the eyes of Fengxu Cliff behind him were staring closely at the white shadow in the distance, and his eyes were full of eagerness.

However, not only this look, in the direction of the Xinghai Sect, a pink figure was also staring at Liu Qingya, but unlike the Wind Void Cliff, this look at Liu Qingya's eyes was full of resentment.

"Yue'er, isn't that Liu Qingya your sister?Why don't you go and meet her?" Bai Dao's face was gentle, although on this crane hill, even the Shangguan Xiu sect was here, but there was still only that Liu Yue'er in his eyes.

This is Liu Yue'er's charm, or her means, although this Liu Yue'er is charming and exquisite, but if it is said that it is far inferior to that Liu Qingya or even that Su Yingxue, she can completely collect the first person of the inner disciple of the Xinghai Sect, Bai Dao, under the skirt, so that in his eyes, she is the only one!

Hearing Bai Dao's words, the resentment in Liu Yue'er's eyes instantly dissipated, turned into gentleness, and gently held Bai Dao's arm, with some self-blame and bitterness on her face: "Sister, she doesn't recognize me as a sister anymore, and now she won't want to see me, in that case, why bother to see me?" It's better to stay by your side!"

"Is it because of Chu Mo again?" Suddenly hearing Liu Yue'er's words, Bai Dao's face suddenly sank, his face was full of gloom, and his wide palms were even more pale at the moment.

The contradiction between Liu Yue'er and Chu Mo Bai Dao learned from that Liu Yue'er's mouth that it was nothing more than that Chu Mo was a genius in the past but pretended to be a waste to take Liu Qingya, and Liu Yue'er, who didn't know Chu Mo's true identity, was upset for Liu Qingya, but he never thought that this Chu Mo would want to be dissatisfied with Liu Yue'er just because of this!

What made Bai Dao even more dissatisfied was that Liu Qingya, because of this, stood on Chu Mo's side, and even ignored Liu Yue'er!

"Chu Mo!" Thinking of this, Bai Dao's face suddenly became a little cold, but this murderous aura could only be forced in his heart, Chu Mo was able to kill Jin Dan, it was definitely not something he could fight against at this moment, but Bai Dao was not ready to stop like this!

Feeling that he was a little out of shape and holding his palm tightly, bringing warmth to his wrist, Bai Dao stared at Liu Yue'er with his eyes tightly and said word by word: "Yue'er, don't worry, I Bai Dao promised you, if I can enter that Penglai Island this time, when I come out, it must be the death of Na Chu Mo!"

"Hmm!" Hearing this, Liu Yue'er showed a touching and pitiful look on her face, and gently leaned her head on Bai Dao's chest, hugging him tightly, as if only this Bai Dao could give her a sense of security at this moment.

Bai Dao hugged Liu Yue'er tightly, with a trace of pity on his gloomy face, his eyes looked at the direction of Liu Qingya, full of dissatisfaction and anger: "Liu Qingya! Chu Mo! For Yue'er, I Bai Dao will definitely not let you go!"

What Bai Dao didn't notice was that Liu Yue'er, who was on his chest, had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and a trace of coldness fell from his eyes, which was very different from the gentle and lovely touch in his impression. (To be continued.) )