imperial princess

Thanks to Ye Zhao himself revealing his hole cards, the next day, Lan Zhao, Zhenjun Zhaorong's Taoist partner, who was only 15 years old, was the peak of the late stage of refining, a master of refining immortals, and an eighth-rank senior alchemist It was passed on from ten to one hundred, and spread throughout the Tianheng Grand Competition venue. Small sects or family casual cultivators are fine, but no matter what kind of monster-level geniuses are produced by big forces, they can only look up to them with envy. The top sects feel somewhat uncomfortable, especially the third of the four major sects that belong to the Central Plains, Spirit Sword Sect, Tianyin Sect and Fumo Palace.

In the past, they had the same background in all aspects, and the qualities of genius disciples were comparable, but now suddenly there is such a monstrous figure as Lan Zhao, he is only 15 years old, if he is allowed to become the world's number one alchemist , his charisma will be unmatched, the balance between them will undoubtedly be broken, and Gui Lingzong will also surpass them!

No matter how he cares about it in his heart, whether he wants to kill Ye Zhao, on the surface, no one shows it. Everyone seems to be focusing on the Tianheng Grand Competition. On the third day after Gui Lingzong arrived, the Grand Bi The curtain opened, and the ordinary disciples of various sects, cultivation families, and individual casual cultivators who started the battle first, and the competition among the true disciples would begin after they decided the top ten.

"Bump..."

"what···"

Outside the Spirit Sword Sect, on the densely packed arena, the brilliance brought about by the collision of combat skills was dazzling, and there were screams at every moment, some of them were only slightly injured and quickly surrendered, while others They didn't even have a chance to admit defeat, and countless people were beaten to death. They were not competing, but killing each other.

"Are there too many monks in Tianheng Continent?"

Standing side by side with Rong Che in the void, Ye Zhao looked down at the game below with a dull expression. He asked himself that he was not a person full of sympathy, or even a good person. In the first world, in order to quell the flames of war, for Nanguo strived for time to recuperate. In the era of cold weapons, he created a hot weapon like a cannon that was extremely lethal. In one night, he killed [-] people and destroyed the entire border city of Chenguo. But looking at the deaths below, he The state of mind is a little different, it's just a competition, the two sides in the battle probably haven't even met each other before, let alone any hatred, as for everyone fighting to the death?This is still the first day of the competition, after they start to compete for rankings, it will be even more brutal, right?

"pity?"

Turning to look at him, Rong Che said in a concentrated voice.

"I can't talk about it, it should be because I'm not used to it."

Meeting his gaze, Ye Zhao shook his head. He didn't want to change the situation like this, and he forcibly suppressed the discomfort.

"Ah."

They were also accompanied by Qin Huai'en and others. They could clearly see his strangeness. Rong Che didn't say anything more, but just tightened his hand with him. The battle in the cultivation world is like this. You die and I die too. Normal.

"Xiao Lan, you have too little experience, go out with us a few more times in the future, and you will almost get used to it."

Having heard their conversation a long time ago, Qin Huai'en raised his voice, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with the killing below.

"maybe."

Telling his experience would scare them to death, but Ye Zhao didn't argue with him, he would never get used to killing people for no reason, even if he had the ability.

"Ok?"

A group of people watched for a while in the void, and just as they were about to leave, Ye Zhao suddenly felt a strong resentment and killing intent coming straight at him, and Yuanshen subconsciously followed the breath, All I could see was a group of genius disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect dressed in pure white Taoist uniforms and blue jade belts around their waists. The man at the head looked 27 or [-], and his cultivation was already at the early stage of Mahayana. However, he should have just been promoted not long ago. The breath is still a little unstable, and the dozens of men and women who follow him are mostly in the Void Refinement stage, and the lowest is also the peak of the late stage of Fusion.

Without paying too much attention to the leading man, Ye Zhao's eyes fell on the woman next to him who looked at most 20 years old but was already in the stage of refinement. The resentment and killing intent that was so strong that even he was a little creepy had long since disappeared, but Intuition told him that it should be that woman.

"Wei Qianxun!"

Sensing his strangeness, everyone followed his line of sight to look over. Qin Huai'en and the others immediately changed their faces. Wei Qianxun, the son of the Spirit Sword Sect, had seriously injured Xie Yu. He was still in the late stage of refining the virtual world, and now he is in the early stage of Mahayana up.

"Wei Qianxun?"

Ye Zhao frowned unrecognizably, and turned his gaze back to the man in the head. Most of the gods and goddesses of the top sects in various places are within [-], and their cultivation bases are between the late stage of refining the void and the peak, such as Tianyin sect Lin Ling, Hehuan sect Yun Huan, they are all in their late twenties in the late stage of alchemy. Although Wei Qianxun seems to be a little older than them, it is more difficult to improve the cultivation level at the later stage. Songyang still breaks through the alchemy with his help. Wei Qianxun is at the peak of the late stage, but Wei Qianxun is in the early stage of Mahayana. Either he is more talented than the gods and goddesses of every sect, or he has got an extraordinary opportunity. He is more inclined to believe in the latter, after all, he used to be His talents are about the same as others.

"Isn't this the abandoned son of my Spirit Sword Sect, in the mid-stage of Void Refinement? Unfortunately, it's still too useless."

At the same time, Wei Qianxun and others also discovered their existence, and they came to them in the blink of an eye. When facing Qin Huai'en, his handsome face was full of disdain, but if you look carefully, there is still something in the depths of his eyes. There is a trace of jealousy and killing intent hidden, don't others know that they don't know?More than a year ago, Qin Huai'en was completely useless, that is to say, his current cultivation base in the mid-stage of Void Refinement was cultivated in just over a year, and his talent can only be described as terrifying. As the son of the Spirit Sword Sect, Qingying's Taoist companion, whether public or private, he does not allow him to continue to live and grow.

"Hold···"

"Fat!"

Wei Qianxun is not arrogant and rude. Fatty Lei ran away immediately, and he was about to attack. Qin Huai'en stopped him first, and his tiger eyes pointed at the opponent like sharp knives: "Whether it is abolished or not, we will only know after the battle. Qian Xun, you are only at the beginning of Mahayana, not at the peak, Grandpa is waiting for you in the arena of true disciples!"

When it came to the end, the tall and strong body burst out with an astonishing fighting spirit. If anyone wanted to kill Wei Qianxun the most, it must be him. If it wasn't for Xiaolan, his wife would have died in his hands. Blood debt, he must settle it clearly with him.

"Just you?"

Wei Qianxun raised his head slightly, as if he didn't pay attention to him from the beginning to the end. Fatty Lei and Ye Yun, including Meng Yunhui and Xie Yu, all became angry. At this time, they were always by his side The woman stepped forward and stood side by side with him on a flying sword: "Wynn, I heard that you are a true disciple of the suzerain of the Guiling Sect. Congratulations. Although we have already broken off our engagement and each has our own destination, you suddenly If it becomes like that, father has always been worried about you, why don't you come with us to the inner gate to see him later?"

She is none other than Qing Ying, Qin Huai'en's former fiancée, who has now become one of Wei Qian Xun's Taoist couples.

However, her attitude of seeming to have no quarrel with each other can't help but make Qin Huai'en and others feel nauseous from the bottom of their hearts. Only Zhaorong and Zhao Rong, one reacted flatly, and the other was full of doubts. Having been in contact with Qing Ying, where did her previous resentment and killing intent come from?He didn't think that just because he had a good relationship with Lao Qin would annoy her to that extent.

Although it has been more than a year since he traveled to this world, except for dealing with the Lan family, he only made a little publicity in front of people yesterday, and most of the time he only guarded the role of playing support, staying with Rong Che in Lingying Peak In the world, not to mention the outside world, even inside the sect, there are very few people who have seen him, and even fewer people he offended. Except for the Lan family and Qing Hong, who has been abolished by Lao Qin and the others, no one should wish to see him. Just kill him.

"I can't afford to worry about Elder Qing."

If he was really worried about him that much, he wouldn't have hurriedly withdrawn the engagement and let the outer disciples bully him.

Qin Huai'en curled his lips and unceremoniously turned back to her. They got engaged at first because his parents had rescued the seriously injured Elder Qing, and because he both died tragically. Before they died, he promised to take care of him and bring him up. A few-year-old daughter was betrothed to him, but after he brought him into the Spirit Sword Sect, he would ask about it at first, but then he seldom responded to it. He and Qingying did have a marriage contract, but he was never happy At most, she used to think of her as his future wife, nothing to do with love, but now, it's good that he didn't settle accounts with them, so how could there be any affection left?

"Wynn..."

"Ha ha···"

Hearing this, Qingying frowned unrecognizably, her watery eyes looking at him were filled with reproach and disapproval, but when she was about to say something, a silver bell-like laughter suddenly sounded, and everyone agreed Looking over, Ye Zhao turned his head and said, "Brother Che, are all the people in the Spirit Sword Sect so funny?"

Since he can't guess why she wants to kill him for the time being, then he will take the initiative to find out about her, and when he meets the hidden person, he talks a lot and does a lot, plus he is angry, and he will reveal something to some extent.

"Ah."

"Zhenjun Zhaorong?!"

Rong Che's echo and their exclamation sounded almost at the same time, as if he had just discovered their existence, Wei Qianxun's expression changed strangely, and after a while, he bowed with everyone's unwillingness to cup his fists: "I have seen Zhao Rong Your Majesty!"

Regardless of seniority or cultivation, he is higher than them. As long as Lingjianzong and Guilingzong have not broken their faces, they can't be disrespectful. If they didn't pay too much attention to Qin Huaien's existence before, they would not ignore his existence.

The most powerful sarcasm skill is not any words, but a cold indifference to everything. Rong Che ignored them, not even a symbolic response, as if they did not exist at all. The Lingjian sect headed by Wei Qianxun The Tianjiao's faces turned black and black, black and green, and they were extremely ugly, but no matter his cultivation base or status, they were not allowed to have an outburst. No matter how angry and aggrieved, they could only hold back honestly.

"Zhaorong, it seems a little unreasonable to bully Tianjiao, the son of the Spirit Sword Sect, like this?"

The void was distorted for a while, and accompanied by thunderous support, three Mahayana peaks who maintained their middle-aged appearance appeared one after another. Everyone's eyes were directed at Zhao Rong, especially Ye Zhao, with his powerful talent. It's too envious.

"Master!"

"father···"

"Master!"

"Master Uncle..."

Seeing them, the embarrassing Wei Qianxun and others approached one after another. Qingying smiled and took the arm of the Mahayana on the left. He was none other than her father, Qing Shan, the inner elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, Qin Huai'en The tragedies in the past were led by him alone, and even those who bullied and knocked him off the cliff were also designed and arranged by him.

【End of this chapter】