The Tale of Breaking Free to Cultivate Immortality

Finally, the time came for the opening day of the conference.

The ninth day of September has always been the day when the Demon Palace selects the Holy Son.

Sure enough, the Lord of the Demon Palace did not appear in person, but all the Supreme Elders of the Demon Palace—the eight powerful men at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm—appeared all at once.

One such existence is enough to support a quasi-super power, such as the Huo family and the Ji family!

And they hold a selection meeting for the Holy Son, and eight of them come out at once.

No one can say whether there may be other higher-level beings secretly unable to cultivate.

Accompanying the eight of them on the stage were three heroic young men.

These three people are all in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Even Fan Yao, who had fought against Li Ruoyu and the others in the Lianyun Peak trial, is now in the middle stage of Nascent Soul!

The methods of the Demon Palace are simply unbelievable.

In just twenty or thirty years, the family has soared to such a terrifying level.

Although the other two people don't know who is Di Tian and who is Mo Yi, in conclusion, in terms of cultivation and temperament, they are all terrifying.

As a result, there were basically only a few people who dared to go up to them to practice martial arts.

The geniuses who were in the same realm back then were as powerful as Li Ruoyu and were now only in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

The time until he is promoted can be ten or eight years, or three to five years.

Unless some strong men from the older generation are invited to take action, this martial arts performance will really not be of much value to watch.

However, everyone cast admiration, envy and other complicated looks on these three people.

Li Ruoyu's eyes were fixed in another direction.

There is also a team of people here, and they are not as grand as the princes of the Demon Palace and the three candidates for the Holy Son.

Three strong men at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm led the way, and behind them were a group of young men and women, all of whom were geniuses above the Nascent Soul Realm.

Li Ruoyu's eyes did not fall on those strong men at the peak of Nascent Soul, but on a figure in a red dress behind the crowd.

Linger!

Li Ruoyu whispered. Although the situation was wrong, he still whispered subconsciously, but he quickly realized that this low cry was almost only heard by him.

No wonder the ghost king Qi Yi's men have not been found these days. It turns out that they have long been living in the fairy mountain temple suspended high in the sky.

The middle stage of Nascent Soul! Sure enough, Ling'er, who had been practicing faster than himself, finally got ahead of him.

Among all the ghost cultivators, Ling'er's temperament was so cold and stunning.

Like the most beautiful rose in the world.

The next moment, she seemed to sense something, her beautiful eyes traced an arc, and wherever she looked, this iceberg-like woman instantly smiled.

When the iceberg beauty smiled, even the hardest divine iron in the world seemed to melt along with it.

So this goddess-like person descended directly from the sky to the mortal world.

"Ms. sir." Ling'er's sudden arrival shocked the old fox to the point where his hair almost exploded.

It was obviously only the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but Liu Yunqing almost didn't react.

"Ling'er." He hugged this delicate body tightly into his arms, as if he wanted to melt her into his body.

In an instant, the expressions of countless people changed drastically.

High in the sky, almost everyone on the side of Ghost King Qi Yi looked in disbelief.

Except for that old brother Zheng Jing, who was in the Yuanying realm back then, he is now one of the three great god generals (ghost generals) under the command of Ghost King Qi Yi - a peerless strongman at the peak of Yuanying.

It was also because of the existence of brother Zheng Jing that Ling'er acted so unscrupulously.

Otherwise, in front of so many powerful people, she would not be so "reckless" no matter how much she missed that person.

High in the sky, Zheng Jing smiled bitterly, "My little master, my little master, please don't be so willful, hey."

On weekdays, Zheng Jing has been given a headache by the covetousness of those people among the ghosts.

Fortunately, the young master's own strength has soared, and those people were beaten until they doubted their lives, and they finally calmed down a little.

Especially in the past few years, Zheng Jing only completely stopped after he climbed to the position of god general.

After all, there is a strong man at the peak of Nascent Soul Realm protecting him, so how dare others dare to act so arrogantly.

Although Ling'er's actions suddenly attracted the attention of many people, there was someone else who was the protagonist today.

Led by eight supreme elders, a large group of powerful men slowly descended.

Finally, the small incident that Linger had just caused was brought back on track.

The Supreme Elder of the Demon Palace said something, and the three candidates for the Holy Son were ready to accept the challenges from many guests.

"Ms. sir, if you don't let go of me, your brothers and sisters will really laugh at you." Although she was reluctant to leave this generous embrace, there were too many people here.

"Haha." Li Ruoyu said haha, almost forgetting that he was still attending the ceremony in the Demon Palace today.

Situ Lan, Qian Tongjiang, and the old fox Liu Yunqing were all no longer interested in the challenge or selection.

"Ling'er, this is our Qinglan Sect, Liu Yunqing..." Li Ruoyu introduced the three of them to Ling'er one by one, and also informed them of Ling'er's identity.

In fact, even if Li Ruoyu didn't say anything, everyone would have guessed Ling'er's identity.

After all, Li Ruoyu had said more than once before that he already had a Taoist companion, and his name was Bai Ling'er.

Ling'er saw that everyone in Qinglan Sect was very friendly, and when she treated people, she was completely different from the coldness she had in the ghost den for many years, and she no longer had the temperament of keeping strangers away.

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The scene of Ling'er getting along with everyone in Qinglan Sect fell on the eyes of everyone under Qi Yi Ghost King, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

"Everyone, you are here to watch the ceremony today, so don't get the point wrong." Zheng Jing's cold snort sounded in the ears of the young people of the ghost cultivation lineage.

They retracted their gazes, but anyone who had contact with Saint Ling'er had a broken heart.

In the past few years, the heart that had been broken into pieces was finally completely broken today.

They were not the only ones with broken hearts.

Not far away from Qinglan Sect, Nangong Zhi's face turned pale in an instant.

Even Tao Xi, who was next to Nangong Zhi, felt her heart tighten.

Obviously, the reunion of other couples had nothing to do with her, Tao, but she just felt a little frustrated.

"Zhi'er." As a father, Nangong Hong couldn't bear to watch, but what could he do? She really had a Taoist partner.

And now it seems that this Taoist partner is much better than his daughter from any angle.

"At least in terms of appearance, we can compare." Nangong Hong found out with some heartache that except for her appearance, his daughter was almost completely defeated.

"I'm fine, it turns out that he really didn't lie." Nangong Zhi turned his head and looked at the two people sparring in the field.

What candidate for the Son of God, what genius, this person has become blurred.