Chapter 721: The Hundred Clans Descend

On this day, the morning sun was rising, and the light was sprinkled on the desolate continent, which was extremely hot and dazzling.

But after today, I don't know who will never see this round of scorching sun again, and will not be able to enjoy this sunshine.

Guanghan Palace, the wind and clouds meet, and the undercurrent is surging.

On the surface, this is just a marriage between the two major forces of the Gongsun Imperial Family and the Guanghan Palace, and in the past, this kind of thing was common, and it couldn't attract the attention of the entire cultivation world at all.

But this time it was different.

Because in this era, there was a monk named Lin Yi who was born.

And everyone is sure that today, Lin Yi will definitely come!

Behind the marriage is an unimaginable game and competition between the major forces, and no one knows what the final result will be.

Even though Lin Yi has been practicing the art of sword fighting for many years and has accurate control over the overall situation, he can't expect today's results.

A small marriage has too many forces standing behind it, and any one of them joining may lead the situation to develop in another direction.

Although the Star Alliance is listed as the ninth largest force in the Flood Desolation Continent, many monks know that the Star Alliance's heritage is far inferior to that of the eight old forces.

After this day, whether it will be the rise of the Star Alliance or the fall of the old forces, many people are looking forward to it.

Guanghan Palace is located in the middle of the Honghuang Continent, the territory occupied is vast, thousands of miles of ice, perennial snow, this is an ice city, a cold country.

Although the sun was scorching, white snowflakes were falling in the sky, and the wind gradually rose and blew on the monk's face, cold and painful.

"This place in the Guanghan Palace is really not a place for people to stay, no wonder the group of female cultivators in the Guanghan Palace are cold and frosty, and they are very arrogant. ”

"Hey, the physique of the cultivators of the Guanghan Palace, cultivating in this environment will get twice the result with half the effort. ”

"This environment is good, look at the faces of the female cultivators are tender, it seems that they can pinch out the water, hehehe. One of the monks laughed lewdly.

"Lao Zhao, you are so quiet, this group of female cultivators are indifferent and ruthless, and when the time comes, you will have no place to cry!"

The monk named Lao Zhao pursed his lips: "What are you afraid of, we have left such a little space, everyone is huddled together, and they are stingy." ”

The man next to him heard Lao Zhao's dissatisfaction, and sighed lightly: "You can be content, we are barely a third-rate force, and it is not easy to get the opportunity to watch this feast." Besides, let's come to see the excitement, what's going on. ”

This time, the location was chosen at the main peak of Guanghan Palace, the top of Guanghan Mountain.

Guanghan Mountain is as steep as a cloud, towering and erect, the wind at the top is even stronger, the temperature is lower, and there are no monks in the Jindan period, they can't bear it at all.

Although it is only the top of the mountain, it is also clearly divided into several large areas by the Guanghan Palace.

The third-rate forces occupy the smallest area, followed by the second-rate forces, the first-class forces, and then a group of scattered cultivators who are well-known on the Flood Desolate Continent.

Immediately afterwards, one of the widest areas was left to the eight major forces and the hundred tribes of the Flood Famine.

Guanghan Palace is in the center, facing the road up the mountain.

Even the sects of the first-class forces did not have the power to sit in the army, and after they were notified, they led some elite monks to this place early to show their respect for the Guanghan Palace.

Some far-reaching forces have traveled long distances, experienced thousands of mountains and rivers, and come with stars and moons, for fear of missing this rare feast.

The time was close to noon, and some big forces appeared one after another.

In these family sects, there are all combined powers, and they came with the monks under their doors to tear the space, and landed on the top of Guanghan Mountain, attracting the attention of many monks as soon as they appeared.

The kind of formation of the Great War of the Hundred Clans has reappeared, even before it was even stronger!

In the Great War of the Hundred Clans, there was no Combined Power, and this time, the Hundred Clans seemed to have tacitly sent the Combined Power of the Clan to bring a group of talented monks here.

It can be seen that this marriage attaches great importance to the hearts of all ethnic groups.

"Damn, look at the face of other people, there are so many powerful people in marriage, what a big face. ”

"Don't be funny, do you think this group of combined powers is coming for the marriage between the Gongsun Imperial Family and the Guanghan Palace?"

"Wait to see the show, the main protagonist hasn't even appeared. ”

The nine major forces have not appeared, and the hundred tribes have descended one after another.

"Look, the Light Clan and the Night Clan have appeared, and these two forces are feuding. Hey, there are two people from the Night Clan, one is a combined power, and the Night Assassin is special. ”

"The Jinwu clan and the poor clan are also here, and these two families are also the masters of the deep blood feud and will do it when they meet. I heard that Jun Zhu and the poor clan are close friends with Lin Yi, and the two of them also assassinated Gongsun Guyue for this reason, I don't know if the Gongsun royal family will attack them this time!"

"Look, what race is that?" suddenly the monk exclaimed.

I saw a group of monks dressed in simple and strange costumes descending, this group of monks had green eyes, their bodies were withered, and they looked extremely penetrating.

I saw that the power of the Guangming Clan was stunned for a moment, and laughed loudly: "It's rare, it's rare, even the Wu Clan is alarmed, this marriage will definitely not disappoint everyone!"

"Wu Clan, it's actually Wu Clan!"

"Since the witch and demon disaster, the vitality of the witch clan has been greatly damaged, and most of the monks in the clan have fallen, and they have not been born for tens of thousands of years. ”

"I know, the witch is on Immortal Island, and Lin Yi has returned from Immortal Island, presumably the witch clan is coming for Lin Yi this time. ”

Immediately afterwards, the barbarians of the Southern Regions came, and another Gu clan who was good at repelling insects also came.

The Gu clan also did not appear in the Hundred Clans War, but many monks had a bad impression of this race, all because of the other party's cruel methods, good and evil.

The cultivation of Gu worms is extremely particular, raising many poisonous insects and poisonous beasts with super toxicity, killing each other, and the last winning poisonous insect is 'Gu', which is highly toxic, pervasive, and extremely difficult to defend.

Moreover, the Gu clan monks have a kind of Gu technique that is most famous, that is, they use their own flesh and blood to feed Gu worms, and raise Gu in their bodies, which is called Natal Gu, after being planted in the enemy's body, they can control the life and death of the other party, and once they fall, the person who is planted Gu will not escape death!

At this moment, there was a burst of exclamations from the crowd.

"Look, the Jiuli clan is here!"

"What is there to see in the Jiuli Clan, all the fuss has been made in the Hundred Clans War. ”

"No, you see a woman behind the powerful Jiuli clan, it's really amazing, beautiful as a fairy!"

Many monks were curious and hurriedly followed the prestige.

I saw dozens of Jiuli monks coming, and the old woman led by her was a combined power, followed by a Yuanying monk.

He is not very old, only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he is like an orchid in the empty valley, with an elegant temperament, and between looking forward to it, his eyes are innocent and lovable.

After this nun came to the top of the mountain, she also began to look around, as if she was looking for someone, looked at it for a while, a touch of loss flashed in her eyes, and murmured: "Big brother, haven't you come yet, nine years have passed, Yuanyuan has been looking forward to the day when we meet again." ”