Fishing the heavens, the Styx fished out the fruit of the saint

This dream is so real.

It's so real that it's weird.

The daily life with Xuehai disciples is vivid.

The decisive battle with Chaos Heavenly Dao seems to be just around the corner.

The celebration of marriage seems to have happened for real, but how could a group of blood sea disciples be covered in blood?

This dream had a great impact on Ye Chen.

He no longer knows how many years he has not dreamed.

But he had a bad premonition somewhere.

It seemed that the group of blood sea disciples under his sect would encounter catastrophe.

However, it shouldn't!
Ye Chen knows best about the abilities of his disciples.

Except for the black unicorn who disappeared in the early years, Master Huanglong, Fu Qingling and the Thirteen Blood Guards, the other major disciples have all broken through to the saint level.

Taotie, who has enjoyed half a step of the great power of the constant state, has broken through to the level of the eighth rank of a saint.

With such a cultivation base, in the absence of constant masters, it is the way of heaven. If they can't beat them, won't they escape?

What the hell is going on in the future?
Ye Chen sat on the bed with a dignified expression.

He didn't believe it, it was just an ordinary dream.

It's just that the current him, even if he knows that the disciples of Xuehai will be robbed in the future, he can't do anything.

His cultivation base was sealed, and he couldn't use any means at all.

If he can't break through the original realm, he can't get involved in the catastrophe encountered by the Xuehai disciple's cultivation base.

For the first time, Ye Chen felt an urgent desire.

He wants to break through the original realm and restore his cultivation in the shortest possible time.

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The scorching sun hangs in the sky, and the sky is cloudless.

Today is a fine weather, but Ye Chen couldn't be happier.

Of course, he knew that with his current situation, even being anxious would not help.

He could only keep thinking in his heart, what was the last introduction that he missed that could complement the original nature of Fan Xin?

Time passed quietly like this for half a month.

During this period, Xiaojuer came to look for her many times.

Infected by her innocent smile, Ye Chen finally regained his composure from anxiety.

This day is a great joy for the entire Wailing Holy Land.

The fluctlight saintess is about to be born.

The Holy Land of Shaking Light is one of the top ten holy places of practice in the lower realm.

The birth of a saint can be regarded as a grand event in the sect.

Just because this position not only represents the supreme glory of the younger generation.

It is also related to the rise and fall of the future development of the sect.

On this day, hundreds of thousands of monks gathered at the Shaking Holy Land.

These are the guests invited by the Holy Land of Shaking Light.

As a grand event, naturally the more lively the better.

As guards, Ye Chen and the others had a rare day off.

Xiao Ju'er has already started shaking people, ready to cheer Feng Ling'er.

Among these people are naturally Feng Ling'er's bodyguards, servants and even handymen.

Ye Chen was also among them.

It's just that his interest is not high.

Perhaps this kind of event is rare for ordinary people to see in a hundred years.

However, Ye Chen's realm is too high.

It has lived in the world for too long, and has never experienced any grand events.

In the early years, the three ancestors of dragon, phoenix and unicorn established their families under his witness.

He also witnessed the devastating scene of the Lich Contest.

In the era when the saints were rampant, there was also his appearance.

The so-called hundreds of thousands of monks stand everywhere, which is a grand event in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of Ye Chen, it is really no different from children playing house.

In the final analysis, the selection of the saintess of the fluttering light is a competition of skills among the same generation, the strong will go up, and the mediocre will go down.

This is in line with the law of the jungle of the jungle.

The event was held in the Starry Sky Square in the Holy Land of Shaking Light.

Early in the morning.

The Xingkong Plaza, which covers an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of acres, is already packed with people.

Some of these people are from the Waking Holy Land, and some are from other sects.

Ye Chen and his party are Feng Ling'er's subordinates, and Feng Ling'er is the most popular person among the saintesses of the fluttering light.

The person who presides over the selection of the fluttering maiden is the current Holy Lord of the fluttering light.

In the eyes of everyone, after his gorgeous opening remarks, the entire fluctuating maiden selection competition officially started.

As far as the selection of the saintess is concerned, all female cultivators above the whole sect and under the age of 30 can participate.

The whole selection is just one game.

No matter how many people go up, the last one standing on the high platform is the final winner.

Some may question the injustice of this model.

However, many people are used to it.

In the world of practice, how can there be so much fairness at all.

If there is no overwhelming strength, how can you sit firmly on the throne of the saint.

"The Holy Land of Shaking Light is indeed one of the top ten holy places in the lower realm. Although these disciples are young, they are all as strong as dragons, so they are so enviable!"

"Isn't it? As a well-known holy place in the world, the experience of any inner disciple can be sought after by countless people and lead the trend of the younger generation. Now that the birth of the saint, the power of the younger generation may be raised to another level .”

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd.

There is no shortage of elders of some small practice sects who are envious of the strength of the disciples of the Holy Land.

There is also no shortage of loyal licking dogs of the major goddesses Tianjiao.

Feng Ling'er is one of the top ten talents in the Holy Land of Shaking Light.

And because of its graceful appearance, it is known as the glory of the ten beauties of the lower realm.

I don't know how many admirers he has.

In addition to Xiao Ju'er and her group cheering her on, I don't know how many admirers from other sects cheering for her.

It can be said that her appearance is definitely one of the most eye-catching focuses in the field.

The reason for using one to describe.

Because of this, the popularity in the field is not weaker than her existence.

Meng Jiaojiao, the daughter of the Lord of Light, grew up in a golden key.

The talent is so strong that it is rare to see it in a thousand years.

At only 25 years old, he has already reached the realm of Faxiang.

Many people of the older generation will not be able to reach this realm until they die.

Besides.

There is also a girl with double pupils, Tianzheng with double pupils. It is rumored that she has obtained the ancient god's law. Her specific strength is unknown, but her combat power has always been ranked among the top ten of her generation in the lower realm.

Lei Shuang who has mastered the profound meaning of thunder!
It is rumored that it is the body of the sky thunder, can control the power of thunder, and its skills are unparalleled, and it is difficult to rival it in its generation.

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One after another powerful characters appear on the stage, each one has a fighting power that surpasses the same generation, and each one is a proud daughter of heaven.

Their appearance instantly pushed the atmosphere to a climax.

Even Ye Chen had to admit it.

If you only talk about it in the lower realm, the Holy Land of Shaking Light is indeed full of talents.

A saintess selection contest, there is a sense of prosperity and prosperity as if thousands of talents are competing on the same stage!

"Rumble..."

Accompanied by a burst of loud noise.

The holy maiden selection contest kicked off directly.

For a moment, the treasures on the stage soared to the sky, and the divine light lingered.

Someone was directly eliminated early in the fight.

There were also people who swept in all directions and made an invincible path.

The crowd below was turbulent, and the shouts were shocking, and the level of excitement was no lower than that on the stage.

In this atmosphere, personal emotions can easily be mobilized to the highest level.

Xiao Ju'er shouted at the top of her voice, "Miss, come on, you are the best."

It's a pity, how can her voice alone compare with thousands of others.

Even if the decibel breaks through [-], in this boundless wave of sound, there will be no waves at all.

In the end, everyone around her worked together, and Feng Linger's voice of cheering spread to the field.

Ye Chen had been Feng Ling'er's bodyguard for several months, but this was the first time he had seen a real person.

If he had to say how the other party made him feel, he could evaluate it in one sentence, it would be—amazing!