Talisman Emperor

Outside Tianfeng.

Ya Qing's eyes stared closely at the climbing peak, looking for the traces of Chen Xi, counting the time, with his strength should have reached the climbing peak, why hasn't it appeared yet?

From her position, it is perfectly clear that everything on Mount Tian, the mountains, the grass, and even a personal figure, is completely unraveled.

Once you step into the mountains, you will be oppressed by Taoist forces. The higher the mountains, the stronger the Taoist forces will be, and only two people will be able to reach the summit.

One is that the number of ways of mastering is generally more than nine, and the other is that of mastering a certain kind of avenue, above the level of the sixth order.

Ya Qing once watched all the battles of Chen Xiao at the Golden Pool Congress, knowing that there were definitely nine ways he understood them, each of which was a avenue, and almost all of them had reached the sixth order of the land.

Based on this assumption, Chen Xi is perfectly ready to climb the summit, it's just a matter of time.

She was not worried about Chen Xiao's accident.

As far as she knows, Chen Xi has many friends, but he also has many enemies, and his enemies are the most powerful young generation on one side of the earthquake, they are all from different ancient big forces, and many brothers and sisters. If such forces are gathered against him, the consequences are unimaginable.

“Where's Uncle?” On one side, Xiao Chen Yu also opened his dark eyes and stared at Tianfeng. The look was serious.

“Don't worry, your uncle will show up.” Emerald smiled to comfort his son.

“I think so too, Brother Chen Xi is the pride of our practice in South China. The young generation of leaders has created a number of miracles. He will definitely show up and climb to the summit!” Mu Wenfei's eyes lit up and watched as he climbed to Heaven Peak, his voice resolutely passionate.

Today, in the practice world in South China, Chen Xi is definitely a myth in the minds of all young people. The only winner of the Golden Pool Congress in a hundred consecutive years has made the history of the practice world in South China. How can such a figure not even pass the first test of the Star Congress?

Mu Wenfei had always followed Chen Xi's example and had a nearly fanatical blind admiration for Chen Xi. He did not believe that Chen Xi could not even climb the sky peak.

Yunna, Yan Yan, Mu Yao and all of them quickly swept up and down the mountain peak, passing one of the personal shadows.

“Look." Yunna suddenly stared.

Yan Yao and Mu Yao immediately followed her gaze. Indeed, in a corner beneath the climbing peak, there is a shadow step up, mixed in the black pressure crowd, difficult to spot.

“Brother Chen Xi!” Mu Yao's eyes lit up.

“The little white face has finally appeared!” Yan Yan's heart also burst with excitement, somehow, even now that she knows that Chen Xi is extremely powerful, she still can't help but think of him as that little white face, and often called him Chen Xi in her heart.

Sniffing Xuanzhen Humans beside quickly discovered, smiling gently, eyes full of anticipation.

In fact, in the embroidered city at this time, people from all areas of the Great Chu dynasty looked up, to find their own people from it, all looking forward, silently expecting people on their side to arrive safely at the summit of Deng Tian Feng.

Grand Hall of Embroidery.

The central Kowloon throne is empty, but surrounded by crowds.

At the forefront are two middle-aged men, one wearing black armour, a cold face, and one wearing a Confucian robe with a warm and luxurious temper.

These two are Wuyuan Huluo Soul, Wen Chenghu Jiang Chong.

The two men are the right arm of the Chu Emperor today. The warlords, civil servants and honor of identity of the entire Great Chu dynasty are under the control of the ruler. Even some royal relatives are slightly worse.

And the strength of both men is over the fairy. It is unpredictable. The soul of Wuyuan has survived eight heavenly robberies. Only the last number of robberies is short, you can feather the fairy!

Wencheng Hou Jiang Chong is not bad, it is the Seven Realms of Dixian to repair.

In preparation for the opening of the Dragon Pool, the Star Convention was hosted by two people.

The people under the two were divided into two rows, one sitting in front of the case.

The closest nature to the front is some royal relatives, Ruiwang Huangfu Jingtian, warrior Huangfu Taiwu, Qi Wang Huangfu Tailai, Ping Wang Huang Zhenghong are among them.

Back there are the ancestors from all over the Great Chu dynasty.

According to the four main frontiers of Beibang, Nanjiang, Zhongyuan and Donghai, the immortal ancestors divided into four groups.

Among them, Zhao Zimei of Huang Tiandao Sect is one of the most powerful local fairies in Zhongyuan. There are more than thirty of them. The dragon crane people of Yunhe sect, the runaway people of Jiuding Immortal sect, and the Zhao Zimei of Huang Tiandao sect are among them.

Secondly, the East China Immortal Ancestors, and more than a dozen people, such as Mulan Sea on Dragon Shark Island, Aunt Yoon Jong-seong on Biyuan Immortal Island, and so on.

Once again, it is the ancestral ancestors of the northern barbarian region, with around seventy-eight people. The six lords of the Cave Mountain are among them.

And finally, the ancestors of the Nanjiang region, only the elder of the Liuyun Sword Sect, Beiheng, sitting there alone, seemed quite embarrassed.

Of course, there are some old monsters who cannot be seen in the past, but it can also be seen that the great Chu Dynasty has practiced the high and low standards of its boundaries in all areas. China is the strongest, South China is the weakest, and the East Sea and North Barbarian are sandwiched in the middle.

At a glance, the embroidered palace brings together nearly sixty immortal ancestors, a number that frightens everyone.

These old monsters were drinking and chatting, watching the distant climb of the sky.

“This session of the Star Convention is a talented event, with more than 56,000 people registered alone, the most talented of all time, many of whom are truly unprecedented. ”

Wen Chenghui Jiangchong's voice was gentle and clear, such as the morning clock and twilight drum, which was like a spring breeze. At this time, he laughed and opened his mouth: “Look, the Yunhe's Qing Xiu suit, the Zhao Qinghe of Tianxuan Pavilion, the Zhao Qinghe of Ruiwang Mansion, the Shuiyan Pavilion Zhen Liuqing and others, only half a day has passed, but they have all reached the height of 60,000 people in Deng Tian Feng. Such achievements are also rare and surprising in previous years. I fear that the top ten candidates for the Star Convention will stand out from them. ”

“Ha ha, Wen is waiting for a false praise. ”

“Oh, my apprentice can't afford to be so appreciative. ”

“Thank you very much for your kind words. ”

Rumor has it that Yunhe sent the old Dragon Crane Taoist, Tianxun Palace Dirty Old Taoist, Ruiwang Wangfu Scripture, etc., all laughed softly and joyfully.

Other fairy ancestors, although slightly upset in their hearts, have to admit that Wen Chengfu is telling the truth. These named geniuses, whether qualified, talented, root boned or cultivated, have reached a terrible height. None of them can be denied by anyone, as can be seen from the performance on Mount Tian.

“Who, in the eyes of your friends, is likely to be number one in this Star Convention?” Wen Zheng waited for the conversation to turn and asked with a smile.

“This climb to the sky peak is only the first test of the Star Convention, it seems difficult to see what is at stake?” The King of War, Tai Wu, took the lead.

Wen Chengju laughed: “It's just a guess, that's what's funny. ”

“I think it should be Ching Xiuyu, this woman is the reincarnation of Tianxian, has already reached the full realm of Jindan, if not to participate in the Star Convention, by virtue of her qualifications, I fear that she has already advanced to the realm of Nirvana. These years have been painfully suppressed, but that is why they have become increasingly insignificant.” Someone whispered for a moment, slowly.

When the Dragon Crane Taoist heard the rumor, he smiled and was proud of himself. "Brother Daoist loved me. ”

“Humph, Ching Xiu Yu did get it, but Zhao Qinghe of Tianxun Pavilion was also born arrogant, Dirty Old Dao this guy in order to cultivate his apprentice, but also used the blood of an ancient god to quench his body. Today's strength, even Ching Xiu Yu may blow in his hands. ”

Others don't think so, rebuttal.

Dirty old Dao glanced at his strange eyes, and Holmey laughed: “Listen to your tone of voice, how can it be so sour? Are you jealous of me? How about a hundred and eighty fairies to make you my apprentice's honor? ”

Rumor has it that everyone is in Guan Er, and the atmosphere suddenly gets hot.

These local fairy ancestors are extremely fond of their disciples under their own doors. They are now arguing about how other disciples are doing.

Beiheng was the only one sitting in front of the case drinking boring wine, not that he didn't want to talk, but that there were few extremely brilliant geniuses besides Chen Xi among the Nanjiang brothers attending the Star Convention.

Chen Xi, because of his deep grievances with the disciples of the six major forces, including Ruiwang Palace and Huang Tiandaozong, did not make public mention of his name at this time.

So Beiheng had to keep his mouth shut and listen to the rest of the discussion.

Alas, I just hope that this old Chen Xi brother can argue a little, better be in the top 10 of the Star Convention, kill this old monster's wind, also help me out a bit of offense!

Beiheng took the glass and drank it.

“Beiheng Daoyou, what is your strong figure in South China?” At this time, a voice rang in the ear, and Beiheng looked up, but Wencheng was looking at himself with a smile.

Speaking of Nanjiang, the eyes of other old monsters in the hall became strange.

It is well known that Nanjiang has been the weakest place for the Great Chu Dynasty to practise, and hardly anyone has paid attention to what has happened to powerful young people in Nanjiang.

None of the top 100 young people at previous Star Congresses came from Nanjiang!

It is for this reason that all these fairy ancestors talk about the young people of the current Star Congress, all inadvertently ignoring the young generation of the Nanjiang region.

Bei Heng couldn't figure out why Wenwei would ask himself this question, hesitated slightly, or said with a hard scalp: “Naturally, this person must have heard something, that is my righteous brother - Chen Xi! ”