A five-year-old Daluo Jinxian? I simulated binding with the prehistoric world.

After Gu Yunyi walked away, Ye Changsheng turned his gaze to the towering, misty Yanwu Peak.

His eyes were like torches, and he spoke slowly, "It's almost time, it's time for us to set off."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body was shining with spiritual light, and his figure suddenly turned into a dazzling stream of light that soared into the sky. In an instant, he rushed towards the direction of Yanwu Peak like an arrow from a bow.

Today, Ye Changsheng has entered the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit, a realm that can be called powerful.

His magical powers are so vast that he no longer needs flying magic weapons.

With his powerful spiritual power and deep understanding of the laws of heaven and earth, he can fly freely in the air without the help of any external objects.

Moreover, his flying speed is so fast that it is almost like teleportation.

Ye Changsheng did not choose to move forward at such a high speed, but deliberately slowed down his speed, flying slowly in the air leisurely.

Because Luo Liyan behind him was following closely with Ji Lingyun on the flying sword.

About half an incense stick of time passed, and a large square appeared in front of him.

Yanwu Peak is a place specially used for holding major events. At this time, the place is crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder, and noisy sounds are coming one after another, which is very lively.

Almost all the disciples from various peaks gathered here, not only those elite disciples who are about to participate in the Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition, but also many inner and outer disciples have come to join in the fun.

People gathered in groups of three or five, whispering and talking.

"My fellow disciples, who do you think will be the champion of the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition?"

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately responded: "Do we need to guess? It must be Tianshu Peak.

Not to mention that Senior Brother Wei Yixiao is extremely powerful and has awakened his dark spiritual root talent, just Wan Puyu, who recently joined their peak, is also very powerful and has reached the peak of the Golden Core. With these two people, I'm afraid the championship and runner-up positions have already been reserved by them in advance!"

"If you ask me, Senior Sister Mei Qiaoqiao from Tianji Peak is quite powerful! It is said that her cultivation As he has reached the peak of the Golden Core Realm, his strength should not be underestimated. He is definitely a top master! "

"That's right, but Senior Brother Zhan Yun from Tianxuan Peak is equally outstanding, and his cultivation is not inferior to the other geniuses."

"What about Diao Deyi from Yaoguang Peak?"

"He's lucky to be in the top ten."

Someone suddenly said, "Hey, what do you think of Luo Liyan from Yuheng Peak?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the entire venue seemed to be cast under a spell, and suddenly fell into silence.

After a while, everyone came back to their senses as if they had just woken up from a dream, and then burst into even louder laughter.

"Hahaha, I have heard that the little girl named Luo Liyan has quite good spiritual root qualifications. It's a pity that the foundation of Yuheng Peak is too weak, and she didn't get the careful guidance of a good teacher, so in my opinion, she can only squeeze into the top 20 at most."

"That's right, in this long road of cultivation, it's not just about talent, the foundation of the school and the teachings of the master play a vital role. She chose to join Yuheng Peak, and she simply ruined her bright future with her own hands!"

"No hope, no hope... It's good enough to be in the top 50."

Everyone talked about it, and gradually divided into small groups, discussing who would win the championship of this competition.

Some guys who love to join in the fun and gamble actually set up a gambling game on the spot.

Just as everyone was talking and whispering,

Suddenly, a dazzling light streaked across the sky like lightning, rushing across the distant sky.

This sudden wonder instantly attracted the attention of everyone present, and they all raised their heads and looked at the mysterious and dazzling light.

As the light gradually approached, people were surprised to find that there was a figure standing on the light.

The man was seen stepping on a sword with a cold glow, flying in the air, with a graceful and elegant figure, like an immortal descending to the earth.

When they got closer, everyone finally saw the face of the visitor.

This person was Wei Yixiao, the nephew of Wei Aowu, the master of Tianshu Peak!

"Look!

It's Brother Wei Yixiao!

It's really Brother Wei Yixiao!

I finally saw him in person today, and he is really extraordinary!"

I don't know who shouted first in the crowd, followed by a burst of exclamations and cheers.

WeiYixiao was wearing a simple and elegant grey robe, with sleeves dancing in the wind, which made him look taller and more upright.

His face was well-defined, with sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, and a high nose bridge. His cold face revealed an innate majesty, exuding a charm that could not be ignored.

Especially those female disciples who had just joined the sect not long ago, who knew very little about him and were only attracted by his handsome appearance. At this moment, they were so excited that their heartbeats accelerated and their cheeks flushed, and they regarded him as their idol.

As one of the favorites to win the Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition, Wei Yixiao was standing proudly on the long sword at this time, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a confident smile hanging on his face.

He calmly accepted the admiration and love from the people below, and the whole person exuded a strong aura that no one else could do better than him.

Just when everyone was intoxicated by Wei Yixiao's style, another ray of light suddenly lit up, accompanied by a hearty laugh: "Haha, Junior Brother Wei, you still like to show off so much!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw another figure also flying quickly to the front with a sword light.

The man was tall and mighty, with a dignified appearance, and a heroic spirit between his eyebrows. It was Zhan Yun from Tianxuan Peak.

"We have arrived at the destination, Junior Brother Wei, why are you still staying up there and refusing to come down? Are you worried that there won't be enough people on the ground to cheer for you?

Hehe, but you have to be careful, it's windy today, if you accidentally flick your tongue, don't blame me for winning unfairly!"

Zhan Yun laughed and teased while slowly landing on the ground.

Tianxuan Peak and Tianshu Peak don't have a good relationship, so the two often quarrel.

Wei Yixiao glanced at him coldly, too lazy to quarrel with him, and didn't say anything.