Ye Yunluoli signed to the 10-year Dragon Sect

"Yes, Sect Master Mo Yue."

Qingyu looked into the distance, feeling emotional, and smiled softly: "The Nine-Yuan Holy Spirit Clan has been living in the Yuanling Domain since this era."

Mo Yue looked silent, sighed and said: "As members of Shenlongzong, we should go to see Master Jiuyuan..."

"It's a pity that the journey is too far away. A sect like ours simply doesn't have the strength to come to Yuan Lingyu!"

Qingyu smiled awkwardly.

Her Shenlongzong and Mo Yue's Shenlongzong are similar in strength, and they are both considered small sects.

There is simply no ability to come to Yuan Lingyu.

Hearing the conversation between the two suzerains, Ye Yun was also very helpless.

On the Shenglin Continent, some branches of the Dragon Sect are too weak.

"Qingyu, do you know where the Shenlongzong is?"

Ye Yun changed the subject and asked.

"It is said that there is a Shenlong mountain in this area, and the branch of the Shenlong sect of this line is in the Shenlong mountain."

Qingyu thought for a while and said.

"it is good."

Ye Yun nodded and smiled.

Afterwards, he found a monk and asked about the location of Shenlong Mountain, and Xiao Cai flew over in the fairy boat.

Shenlong Mountain is not far from Shengyuan City, only tens of thousands of miles away.

The fairy boat entered the Shenlong Mountain and descended over the Shenlongzong.

"who?"

A dozen or so disciples of the Dragon Sect immediately soared into the sky and surrounded the fairy boat.

Ye Yun winked at Qingyu.

Qingyu understood, clasped her fists with both hands, and said politely: "Everyone, I am the suzerain of the Dragon Sect from the Sky Realm, please see the suzerain of your noble sect..."

"The Divine Dragon Sect of the Firmament Domain?"

Several disciples froze for a moment, seemingly at a loss.

A white light rose, and an old man in white suddenly appeared in front of the fairy boat.

"Elder Zhao Ming of the Shenlong Sect, has met Sect Master Qingyu."

The old man in white cupped his fists and said very politely.

"Elder Zhao, you don't have to be polite."

Qingyu smiled, looked at Elder Zhao, and was surprised when he saw the opponent's cultivation.

This Elder Zhao has reached the peak of the tenth level of the Divine Sovereign Realm.

Much taller than her.

This also shows that the Shenlongzong in the Yuanling Realm is extremely powerful.

"My Shenlong Sect master is not in the sect now."

Elder Zhao said slowly.

"What? Not there?"

Qingyu was taken aback, and subconsciously asked: "May I ask where your lord is?"

"Tomorrow is the birthday banquet of the Nine-Yuan Holy Spirit Clan. My suzerain is going to celebrate his birthday with generous gifts."

Elder Zhao said with a smile.

He looked up and down at the few people on the fairy boat, and suddenly suggested: "Since you are all members of my Shenlongzong, it is a rare opportunity to come to the Yuanling Realm so far away, why not go to celebrate the birthday of Master Jiuyuan too!"

"What Elder Zhao said is very true. Lord Jiuyuan is really a great benefactor to my Shenlongzong. Since we have reached the Yuanling Realm, we should celebrate Lord Jiuyuan's birthday..."

Qingyu said slowly with a serious face.

Her words naturally came from the bottom of her heart.

No matter which branch of Shenlongzong it is, Lord Jiuyuan is no stranger to him. This kindness has been passed down from generation to generation.

"Elder Zhao, why don't you show me the way, we're going to the Jiuyuan Holy Spirit Clan."

Ye Yun said suddenly.

For Master Jiu Yuan, Ye Yun would naturally be grateful.

Without Lord Jiuyuan, there would be no Shenlongzong today.

"Who is this……"

Elder Zhao glanced at Ye Yun with doubts in his eyes.

"This is Mr. Ye, he comes from the Dragon Sect of the Divine Land."

Qingyu explained proudly.

After experiencing the experience in the Blood Dragon Cave, Mr. Ye's status in her heart has become extremely lofty.

"From the land of the gods?"

Elder Zhao's face changed drastically, and he looked at Ye Yun in disbelief.

As an elder of the Shenlongzong, he naturally knows these secrets.

"Let's go, Elder Zhao, let's catch up on the road..."

Ye Yun smiled lightly.

"it is good!"

Elder Zhao agreed, and quickly landed on the fairy boat, and at the same time ordered the surrounding Shenlongzong disciples to return to the sect.

Xiao Cai drove the fairy boat, turned around, and under the guidance of Elder Zhao, flew to the Nine Yuan Holy Spirit Clan.

When the fairy boat flew up, Elder Zhao was extremely shocked.

Xianzhou's speed is too terrifying.

The little girl in colorful clothes driving the fairy boat seemed unfathomable to him, at least at the level of a god king.

"Elder Zhao, what is Master Jiuyuan's cultivation level now?"

Standing on the fairy boat, Ye Yun began to chat with this Elder Zhao.

"Master Jiuyuan...should be a strong man in the God Emperor Realm."

Elder Zhao thought for a while and said.

"I have cultivated to the level of God Emperor, why do you still like to make birthday banquets?"

Ye Yun smiled lightly.

"Mr. Ye doesn't know something. There is a rumor in the world that Master Jiuyuan was seriously injured in order to protect the Shenlongzong. Even after recuperating for millions of years, the injury has never healed. On the contrary, it has become more and more serious. It is said that he will not live long. Yes. The Nine-Yuan Holy Spirit Clan holds a birthday banquet every 10 years, and they also want to use the lively and festive atmosphere to make Mr. Nine-Yuan, who has a short lifespan, happy..."

Elder Zhao couldn't help sighing when he said this.

As a disciple of the Dragon Sect, he naturally admired Master Jiu Yuan very much, and from the bottom of his heart, he also hoped that Master Jiu Yuan would recover from his injuries soon.

However, such rumors have intensified in recent years.

Many people believed that Master Jiu Yuan would not live long.

"So that's the case, it seems that I came to the right place this time."

After hearing Elder Zhao's words, Ye Yun smiled meaningfully.

Now that he's here, he must never let Lord Jiuyuan die.

The fairy boat galloped all the way, and after two hours, it finally came to the mountain gate of the Jiuyuan Holy Spirit Clan.

At this moment, outside the mountain gate, there are crowded people, very lively.

These are all strong men from various forces, traveling thousands of miles, to attend Master Jiu Yuan's birthday banquet.

A loud scolding voice suddenly sounded like thunder in front of the mountain gate.

"Those fellows of the Shenlongzong, hurry up and get the hell out of me, if it wasn't for protecting your Shenlongzong, my ancestors wouldn't have been hurt!"

Several burly men blocked the entire mountain gate, and one of them pointed in a certain direction and scolded coldly.

There were three people standing there.

The person who is the leader in the middle is a young woman of divine dignity, fair and beautiful, but full of sorrow.

Beside her were two women who looked older, but their cultivation was no more than the peak of the tenth level of the Divine Sovereign Realm.

"Heh, the Dragon Sect is about to perish, right? Look at this suzerain, who is at the first level of the Divine Exalted Realm, yet he has the nerve to lick his face to congratulate Master Jiu Yuan on his birthday? Don't you know that Master Jiu Yuan's injury is caused by the Dragon Sect? ?”

Among the crowd, a man in the Divine King Realm put his hands on his chest and let out a sneer.

"This little lord of the Shenlong Sect with a low level of cultivation came to celebrate Lord Jiuyuan's birthday. It's really a slap in the face of the Jiuyuan Holy Spirit family. It's right not to let them in!"

Another man in the Divine King Realm sneered in a low voice.

"The Nine-Yuan Holy Spirit Clan still cares about the old love very much. If it were me, I would have slapped them to death long ago!"

Another old man in the God King Realm said with a stern smile.

"Seniors, our Shenlongzong and the Jiuyuan Holy Spirit clan have a great relationship, and this time we sincerely wish Lord Jiuyuan's birthday, please be merciful, seniors..."

Looking at the surrounding gods and kings, an older elder of the Shenlongzong clasped his fists and said tremblingly.