Xuan Huan: I'm really not the child of luck

See Yinsha galloping away.

Jiutian Xuannv's family wanted to catch up immediately.

"I hope Holy Master and Xuannv calm down. Now Yinsha can't accept this fact for a while, so let her be calm and calm. With Shui Han to accompany her, it's fine," Lin Feng quickly persuaded.

Seeing that what Lin Feng said made sense, the family let Yinsha go to calm down and not disturb them. Maybe when she figured it out, she would recognize them.

"Feng'er, Yinsha is counting on you, you must protect her for me," said the Lord, and then patted Lin Feng on the shoulder.

"Holy Master, please rest assured, Lin Feng will definitely do his best to protect Yinsha's safety." Yinsha was originally Lin Feng's friend, and now that he is entrusted by the Holy Master, Lin Feng must do his part and do his best.

"Feng'er, tomorrow is the canonization ceremony of the Holy Son, are you ready?" The Holy Master did not forget to remind.

"Please rest assured, Holy Master, I am ready."

On the second day, the entire Holy Xiao Palace was full of gongs and drums. This was a rare and grand festival for the Holy Xiao Palace, so the scene was very grand.

There are a total of ten peaks and twenty halls in the Holy Xiao Palace. This time, all the immortals from the ten peaks and twenty halls have come for the canonization ceremony.

The three members of Baiyun Xianzun's family arrived at the venue. At this time, Baiyuncang's body had completely recovered, but at this time he had no stance to compete with Lin Feng for the position of the Holy Son. He was convinced that Lin Feng had lost.

If it weren't for Lin Feng last time, he would have lost his life if he rescued him. After he explained the whole story to his parents, Baiyun Xianzun no longer urged his son to compete for the position of the holy son. I am grateful to Lin Feng.

After a while, the Holy Master saw above the main hall, all the immortals had arrived as scheduled, looked down at the immortals for a moment, and saw the faint light of the Dragon Court around the Holy Lord, this time the position of the Holy Son, all the immortals are Dressed up to attend, without neglect, it can be seen that everyone attaches great importance to it.

Even Ju Lingyuan, who is usually slovenly, is now dressed in gossip fairy clothes, standing on top of the hall with a smile on his face.

And Gusu Ting is also wearing a saintess costume, standing gracefully on the right side of the Holy Lord, and looking at Lin Feng, who is wearing a peacock feather today, standing proudly on the left side of the Holy Lord, majestic and majestic, everyone thinks this is The best candidate for the Son.

Regardless of appearance, cultivation, morality, Lin Feng has all three, and he is not inferior to any prince.

"Disciples, today I held a grand ceremony for the establishment of the Holy Son in the Holy Xiao Palace, and named Lin Feng as the No. 70 second-generation holy son of my Holy Xiao Palace. You must be familiar with Lin Feng, so I don't need to go into details here. I hope that in the future, everyone The Immortal Venerable can do his best to assist the Holy Son, and carry forward my Holy Xiao Palace, which will benefit the invincible land." The majestic voice of the Holy Lord resounded in the hall, resounding through the sky, and shocked the world. I
"Holy Lord is wise, and Holy Son is mighty, carry forward my Holy Xiao Palace, and it will shock the world." The crowd shouted.

But one of them refused to accept it.

He jumped out, cupped his hands and said: "The Holy Son competed with Junior Brother Bai Yuncang. I was not there at the time, and I failed to catch up. Now I am thinking about it, and I am trying to compete with the Holy Son. I wonder if the Holy Master agrees?"

Holy Master Yunxiao does not want anyone to come out to make trouble at this time. Although he is a little annoyed, the Holy Master must tolerate things that are difficult for the world, so he will not make a big move. Since there are juniors who are not convinced, they should be convinced. This Holy Son Only when you are in the seat can you sit securely, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

Thinking back to when I was crowned the Holy Son, I also got it through the experience of thousands of troops. As the Holy Son, it should be convincing.

"Since the son of the South has made this request, of course the deity agrees, but the time is limited. I hope that your competition can be held on the spot, and you don't need to go out to experience and waste time." The Holy Master said.

"Your Majesty has this intention. In order to save time, I want to compete with the prince on the spot." Nanfang Shizi replied decisively.

This son of the South is the best of the younger generation in the Holy Xiao Palace, and his cultivation is even better than that of Bai Yuncang. He has been traveling and practicing all the year round, and he has collected the eight major martial arts classics. Today, he learned that the Holy Xiao Palace will hold a The Son of God has set up a grand ceremony, so he will naturally rush back to compete with him.

Everyone was amazed and deeply moved. They didn't expect to see such a fierce competition at the grand ceremony of the son's canonization. Everyone was looking forward to it, and they were all very optimistic about the strength of the son of the south.

"Scholar from the south, but the hereditary son of my Holy Xiao Palace, he is an outstanding disciple in the history of my Holy Xiao Palace. There are two disciples who are as famous as him and have not returned. The three masters of the Holy Cloud are not Langde A false name is nothing but a false appearance, but it has real materials. The reputation is resounding all over the world." At this time, there were already discussions among the crowd.

It seems that this competition is the grand ceremony they are looking forward to the most. Thinking back to the time when the three masters of Shengxiao, in order to maintain the rise and fall of the Holy Xiao Palace, they practiced hard and experienced everywhere. Don't dare to compete with it.

Back then, so many holy sons came to them for a duel, hoping to defeat them and win honors, but those holy sons were all defeated and returned home in disgrace.

I don't know if Lin Feng has a chance of winning this time?

In fact, there are a large number of people in the Holy Xiao Palace who do not agree with Lin Feng.

Because Lin Feng, an outsider, not only broke the rules of the Holy Xiao Palace, but also placed the younger generation of the Holy Xiao Palace. The Holy Lord's move was really hasty. Now fortunately, the Southern Prince intervened in time to stop the grand ceremony. Continue, otherwise it will be a waste of money for this boy Lin Feng.

Lin Feng never thought that his position as the Holy Son would be so twists and turns.

He is not keen on this, but just wants to get more inheritance of martial arts. The Nanshizi's move is exactly what he wants, and he is very willing to accept it.

"Okay then, please retreat to the square of the main hall, and let us watch this competition together." The Holy Master gave the order, and everyone rushed to the square immediately, leaving an exhibition platform in the middle.

I saw the art platform in the middle rising slowly, and Lin Feng and Nanfang Shizi stood on it. The two young people were equally handsome and imposing. In terms of appearance, Lin Feng was slightly better, but Nanfang Shizi was not bad at all.

The two put on a posture and cupped their hands to invite.

I saw that the son of the South was caught by the black dragon as soon as he made a move, and he saw the image of a black dragon on his arms, and the sound of dragons singing and tigers roaring was deafening, and his arms turned into two dragon claws, rushing towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that the opponent's attack would be a big chapter. The black dragon's grasp is invincible, and ordinary monks can't resist the force of its claws.

Nan Shizi's black dragon claws became extremely huge in the air, and covered Lin Feng directly, as if he wanted to slap Lin Feng to death.

The image of a silver tiger roaring in the sky stretched out from Lin Feng's back now, and in an instant a gigantic silver tiger roared and rushed towards the black dragon.

A dragon and a tiger are entangled and fighting in the air.