Ye Yunluoli signed to the 10-year Dragon Sect

Gone?

Hearing Ye Yun's words, the man in the golden robe showed a disappointed look on his face.

But immediately, the eyeballs rolled.

Again, it seemed impossible to him.

This person took out three Huiyuan elixir while waving his hand, no matter how you look at it... it seems that he still has Huiyuan elixir in his hand.

"I'm afraid it's because there are too many people here, and the rich young man in this fairyland has some scruples in his heart..."

A thought popped into his mind.

thought here.

The man in the golden robe looked respectful, smiled slightly, leaned forward and said, "My lord, Qing Kun hasn't arrived yet, and it will take half a day, please wait here patiently..."

"it is good."

Ye Yun nodded.

Ye Qingmei still had a pained expression on her face, she lowered her head and sighed, and said via voice transmission: "Yun'er, it's really a waste to spend three top-quality Huiyuan elixir to live in such a nice room..."

Ye Yun smiled slightly.

"Mother, don't worry, I still have a lot of this kind of Huiyuan elixir."

There are many more?

Ye Qingmei was extremely shocked and didn't know what to do.

Her son has been cultivating in the lower realm all this time, how did he obtain the elixir of Huiyuan that can only be found in the fairy world?

Although she had doubts in her heart, seeing that Ye Yun did not answer, Ye Qingmei did not continue to ask.

Her son, who had a vision from the sky when he was born, was different, and perhaps had a great secret hidden in him.

Coupled with the Nine-Color Immortal Source that Ye Yun condensed when he became an immortal, and those Heavenly Dao Lotus Flowers, all kinds of greatness made Ye Qingmei believe this even more.

Her son——is definitely the darling of the fairyland, the unparalleled pride of heaven.

Don't say that there is no opponent at the same level, even if you leapfrog the level, you have no opponent.

with time

As time went by, more and more people were on the ferry terminal.

The atmosphere became more and more lively.

call!

A white sword light suddenly soared from under Fusu City and landed on the pier.

The sword light is astonishing.

Many people retreated one after another, giving up an open space.

A woman in white with a sword on her back was standing pretty in the open space of the pier.

The woman in white has a slender figure, exquisite curves, and outstanding temperament. Even if her face is covered with a white gauze, it is difficult to conceal her unparalleled youthful temperament.

Seeing this woman, many monks in the crowd suddenly became commotion.

"Hey, isn't this Jiang Xueyi, the swordsman of the Southern Immortal Territory!"

Someone looked excited and whispered softly.

Although this ferry terminal is located in the Qingmu domain of the western fairyland, and is extremely far away from the southern fairyland, it seems that Jiang Xueyi's reputation has spread throughout the Buddha Dynasty.

"Well, that's right, this is Jiang Xueyi, the most evil swordsman in the Immortal Monarch Realm. She came to my Futu Dynasty to participate in the Immortal Dao Exchange Conference..."

A young man on the ninth floor of Immortal Realm stared at the beautiful white figure with burning eyes, licked his lips and said.

"The Immortal Dao Exchange Conference in the imperial city has ended. It is said that Jiang Xueyi was defeated by Qin Wudi of the Futu Dynasty with one trick, and won the No.2 good result, and got a lot of amazing rewards!"

A middle-aged man who had just flown onto the ferry terminal couldn't help laughing when he heard everyone's discussion.

"Hehe, no wonder she came to Dukong Wharf, she must be going back to the southern fairyland..."

...

A young man laughed.

Everyone nodded.

"Everyone, I heard that this Jiang Xueyi is very famous in Zhonghuangzhou, and the extreme swordsmanship she practiced is the best in Zhonghuangzhou.

One of the three major swordsmanship! "

A tall young man in red looked at Jiang Xueyi's beautiful figure with a frenzied look on his face.

"so smart?"

"Yeah, a genius who is known as a once-in-a-million-year genius..."

The more people discussed, the more enthusiastic the atmosphere became.

for a while.

Jiang Xueyi, who came from the Southern Immortal Realm, Zhonghuangzhou, became the focus of the Dukong Wharf instead.

Hearing these praises, Jiang Xueyi remained expressionless, walked up to the man in the golden robe beside Ye Yun with a cold demeanor, and took out a golden token.

This is the token of the Buddha Dynasty.

The man in the golden robe accepted the golden token, smiled all over his face, and said politely: "Miss Jiang, the higher-ups have already agreed with me that you will stay in the Tianzihao room..."

"it is good."

Jiang Xueyi nodded.

Then she turned around and walked to the edge of the sky-crossing pier, standing there alone, quietly looking at the void.

There were clouds and air passing by constantly, making Jiang Xueyi more ethereal and light.

Her graceful figure in white clothes and holding a sword, like a picture frozen in time, immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

Looking at the ethereal and slender back, Ye Qingmei smiled slightly, and said: "It turns out to be a sword cultivator from Zhonghuangzhou, and it seems that he is also a newly rising arrogance..."

"Mother, you used to be a generation's pride, right?"

Ye Yun asked with a smile.

I don't know what happened in the past, Ye Qingmei's eyes dimmed, and she forced a smile: "It can be considered..."

Seeing that his mother had something on his mind, Ye Yun didn't say anything more.

Luo Li raised her chin slightly, looked at the ethereal back, and said in a low voice, "Old Ancestor, I really envy this sister..."

"If you are envious, practice hard, and practice to the fairyland as soon as possible!"

Ye Yun does not

He smiled thoughtfully.

Luo Li was about to speak when suddenly a large group of people flew up, there were more than a dozen of them.

These people have ugly facial features, are tall and muscular, and wear battle armor, with most of their upper body muscles exposed.

"This seems to be someone from the Barbaric God Sect of the Sacred Fire Region..."

someone whispered.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to speak for a moment.

After all, these people have relatively high levels of cultivation, and most of them are in the realm of immortal kings. In addition, they all look extremely vicious, so they don't seem to be good at first glance, and these people don't want to bring disaster out of their mouths.

However, among these people from the Barbarian God Sect, there was an old man in a blood robe who was bound tightly.

"Come to a Tianzi size room!"

A burly man walked up to the man in the golden robe, grinned, and dropped a storage bag.

"I'm sorry, the Tianzihao room is gone, why don't you book a first-class room..."

The man in the golden robe shook his head and said.

Gone?

The burly man frowned, glanced around fiercely, and said with a sneer, "It's gone so soon, who is so rich and powerful, and booked so many rooms of Tianzizi?"

The surrounding monks were silent, but they all looked somewhere.

The place where the eyes converged was naturally Ye Yun.

"It's you?"

...

The burly man looked directly at Ye Yun and said coldly.

Ye Yun's face was calm, he stared at the big man in front of him, and smiled faintly: "I have booked six Tianzi rooms, why do you want to buy another one?"

"Okay, I'll buy it!"

The burly man said without hesitation.

"One million fairy stones, I can give you one."

Ye Yun raised a finger.

"Fuck, you robbed!"

The burly man was furious, wishing he could slap Ye Yun to death.

Barbarian

Among the crowd, the blood-robed old man who was bound by five flowers rolled his eyelids and suddenly laughed loudly: "Haha, boy, your bones are really strong enough, even the people of the Barbarian God Sect are not afraid!"

"I have a fair deal with the Tianyun Trading Company. If he dares to snatch it at the Dukong Pier, I don't think the Tianyun Trading Company will do it this time..."

Ye Yun laughed.

"This statement is reasonable. Although your realm is quite low, but this tough bone, the old man likes it very much..."

The blood-robed old man looked at Ye Yun as if sizing up a treasure, and said with a smile, "Are you interested in being the old man's disciple?"

"You want to be my master?"

Ye Yun laughed hoarsely.

This blood-robed old man is no more than a fairy king, and in Ye Yun's eyes, he is nothing more than an ant on the ground.

"That's right, if you worship me as your teacher, I will pass on to you everything I have learned in my life..."

The old man in the blood robe shook his body, and said with a plausible smile.