Because the distance was not too far, Bai Yi had a rough estimate of the cultivators in the stands in Qingzhou.

The two strange clan elders of the Lei family, Mu Jianyi, the ancestor of the Mu family, Li Wenfeng of the Cangyun Sect, Su Haitang of the Hanyu Sect, Nangong Leng of Nanzhao, plus the crowd was talking and laughing, it seemed that there was only Jin Dan, but in fact, it must have reached the flower girl in the late Yuan Infant period, these people are the candidates who will finally make a move in the Qingkong Yuan Infant Competition, as for the cultivators under the middle of the Yuan Infant Stage, they may take the stage two days ago to compete, but they will definitely not appear on the cloud platform on the last day.

Qingzhou's Jindan, except for Lu Xichen, Bai Yi just watched it roughly once and didn't look at it anymore.

Although there are people outside the world, there are heavens outside the sky, but for Bai Yi, no one in the land of the Jindan can really be his opponent, and he has already completed the purpose of deterring You Jianhai at the time of the auction, and the only thing Bai Yi is worried about is not the Sanzhou Jindan, but the stupid-looking rabbit of You Jianhai.

In today's realm, unless the moon slave shows a real battle form, the same level that can make Bai Yi really face it does not exist at all.

After observing the stands in Qingzhou, Bai Yi thoughtfully glanced at the dragon head made of purple gold by the lord of Nanzhao.

Nangong Leng is the lord of Nanzhao, his realm has reached the consummation of the late Yuanying period many years ago, this year's Yuanying competition in the blue sky, Nangong Leng's strength should definitely not be underestimated, even if Mu Jianyi, the ancestor of the Mu family, in Bai Yi's opinion, may not be able to win against this Nanzhao lord who occupies a high-level spiritual vein all the year round.

Nangong Leng's strength is indeed profound, but with the opening of this Qingkong Fight, Nangong Leng actually gave up his dragon head. Some cultivators who watched the excitement thought that sitting in the dragon head was a concubine who was favored by the lord of Nanzhao, but some discerning people had already seen it. Behind Nangong Leng, there should be a stronger hermit.

Nangong Leng's elders......

Feel the powerful aura of faint fluctuations in the dragon's head. Bai Yi was roughly sure that the person sitting there should be a god powerhouse, otherwise, with Nangong Leng's status, he would not be able to vacate his car, and he would sit aside.

There is no competition between the gods in the blue sky, but it is not uncommon for a strong person to appear in the stands of the blue sky, at least in the stands in Qingzhou, there are those who have the cultivation of the gods. There is more than one, in addition to the Nanzhao powerhouse in the dragon head, in the crowd of scattered cultivators, Bai Yi can also faintly feel the breath of the god-transforming powerhouse, but he can't confirm which one it is, and he can't tell where the other party is from.

In front of a cultivator of the same rank or a low rank, a strong person who transforms into a god can indeed perfectly conceal his cultivation, Bai Yi's observation is actually not the fluctuation of the other party's spiritual power, but the power of the original god that is unique to the god. Only people who are familiar with the gods to a certain extent will generally perceive their existence, otherwise if they are someone else, even if they are sitting next to them. No one notices anything unusual.

A hundred years of blue sky is not unusual, attracting onlookers.

There are still few gods in Qingzhou, and there must be more gods in Ningzhou and Yuzhou. Not to mention anything else, the seventh-level demon cultivators in the Ningzhou stands did not hide their cultivation. It occupies a large empty stand, within three feet. No one dared to sit next to them.

The seventh-level demon cultivators are similar to the god-transforming monks, those god-transforming monks recognize themselves as high hidden cultivators, but the demon cultivators don't care, what strength is directly shown on the bright side, and the minds of the human race are not applicable in the demon cultivation.

Most of the team of the Beast Control Sect are Jindan's disciples, and there are no less than ten elders in the Yuanying realm, and the sect that can stand for thousands of years in Ningzhou, where there are many demon beasts, is really not an ordinary generation, among the elders of the Beast Control Sect, there is a white-bearded old man who obviously has the highest status, even those Yuanying elders have become extremely respectful when facing this person, and it seems that this person's cultivation is also very likely to surpass Yuanying.

On the Yuzhou side, not to mention a large number of people from the Danwang Palace, a sect that is obviously friendly with the Danwang Palace, the one sitting in the town is obviously a strong person, and in the team of the Danwang Palace, there are no less than three places that can perceive the breath of the gods.

For a continent, the god is already a rampant existence, and many strong people who have reached the god will choose to travel the world, while exploring dangerous places to improve their own cultivation, as long as they can achieve a combination, even in a domain, they will be famous.

In the human realm, merging is already the pinnacle of cultivators, and as for the Mahayana realm above merging, almost no one can see it.

It's not that those Mahayana people like to hide in caves and practice in retreat, but there is a mysterious heavenly rule in the Mahayana realm, which is related to ascension and the time limit for the coming of the immortal calamity.

It is that mysterious rule that makes the Mahayana monks in the human world seem to be rare, and even if they see each other occasionally, it is like a glimpse, and there has been no news of each other since.

Bai Yi naturally knows the secrets of the Mahayana realm, but the other monks don't know, but the cultivators know that in the human world, there is hardly the slightest trace of the Mahayana, so it has become a helpless move to take the merger as the pinnacle of the path of true cultivation.

On the stone platform, the rules of the ring told by the ghost servant Yin Hong have ended, and the hot sun has risen high, this time should have been the beginning of the blue sky fight, but it is very strange that the two purple wood chairs on the stone platform are still empty.

Yin Hong finished talking about the rules and rewards of the Qingkong Fight, and then retreated to the side of the two purple wood high chairs, putting his hands in his sleeves, looking almost the same as the appearance of an old butler, as if congratulating the appearance of the master, countless cultivators in the three continents are also looking forward to it, looking forward to the beginning of the Qingkong Fight, and even some anxious monks have already shown their magic weapons and are ready to show their skills on the stage.

Before the owner of Star Island arrived, the blue sky fight would not start, and in the process of waiting, people gradually realized that something was wrong.

Even if Ji Honglian is the lord of Star Island, she shouldn't take the score at this once-in-a-century event, let the monks of a domain wait for someone, even if the status is high, it is a little too much, even if the immortal monarch is here, it should not be such a big posture, and this kind of arrogance can easily cause others to resent it.

Ji Honglian's personality, no one knows better than Bai Yi, that woman would never do such an abrupt thing, in the stands, Bai Yi looked at the empty purple wood high chair, and his eyebrows gradually frowned, at this time, on the Sanzhou stands, there were already people whispering, and some people even began to whisper about the untimely pretentiousness of the Star Island Lord.

Just when people's patience was about to be exhausted and the stands gradually began to be noisy, a second round of sunrise suddenly rose in the distant sea, and the strange sunrise was approaching at a speed that no one could see. )