Chapter 738 Arriving at the Imperial City

"Hahaha."

Ancestor Bliss laughed loudly: "From now on, my sister Bai Mengyan is the new master of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, and we must follow her lead."

"Don't mess with Jingxue Fairy Qingyu, who is the sister of your notorious old silver dog?"

The ancestor of Wocao sneered, and then smiled: "Sister, congratulations."

Bai Mengyan's finger just now was called frost sealing the sky, and the youth was instantly bloomed with one finger!

This is the immortal-level technique of the ice system.

Under Li Congxin's transformation, her heavenly ice spirit roots were upgraded to holy ice spirit roots, and her genius posture was upgraded to an otherworldly posture. Although her realm has not changed, her combat power is no longer what it was yesterday. In addition, with a The powerful power of this immortal-level technique that he learned in the evening, of course, instantly knocked Luo Ba Dao away.

"hold head high!"

"hold head high!"

At this time, dragon roars were heard one after another, and seven colorful dragons with slanted bangs flying out from Tianxiang Peak, filled with the aura of the second class.

"Snakes, get excited!"

"Come on!"

In the square of Ten Thousand Demons Sect, a crazy old man drove a seven-dragon chariot in a circle around the square like a horse. Immediately, he suddenly pulled the reins, changed direction, and flew towards the outside of Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

"I am going to Qingzhou Imperial City as my master. Disciples, you must practice hard and don't be lazy. When I return, you must all break through at least one level."

In the distance, Li Congxin's voice came: "If anyone fails to complete the task of being a master, collectively take off their skirts and chop their buttocks with three hundred swords."

…

Qingzhou, the imperial city.

In the splendid hall, a stalwart man wearing royal robes looked at his more than 170 children in the hall, his eyes were cold and his expression was majestic.

"The four most powerful and famous immortals in the world of Qingzhou, three million miles away, have been invited by the emperor this time. I believe they will all arrive in the imperial city soon."

"These four ancestors are the Beidou of my Qingzhou, the absolute pillars of this land!"

"So, all of you should be energetic when the time comes. If you are lucky enough to be chosen by any of them, it will be a great blessing and blessing for you."

The Emperor of the Qingyun Dynasty, the Feather Emperor Zhao Tianyu, had a serious expression. When he looked at a slim girl among more than a hundred children, he suddenly smiled sternly.

"As for Xue Yan, of course you don't have to worry."

For a moment, Zhao Tianyu's tone became gentler: "The four ancestors are here just for you. When the time comes, you only need to choose their pros and cons and decide which one to choose."

"I understand, Father."

Your Highness, a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old smiled and nodded.

In the main hall, more than a hundred princes and princesses stood together. The others seemed to be green leaves in a lotus pond, but she was like a delicate lotus blooming in the center of the pond.

The bearer of the holy fire spirit root has an outstanding temperament.

Zhao Xueyan's eyes flickered and she asked: "These four ancestors are like the tallest and brightest Big Dipper in our world of Qingzhou, but there is always only one true North Star. Father, who among them is more powerful?"

Zhao Tianyu smiled and said: "I am only in the stage of becoming a god. I will never be able to compare with the four ancestors who are at the peak of Mahayana, nor can I evaluate who is stronger or weaker."

His eyes shone brightly, and his voice became a little more serious: "But as far as I know, among the four ancestors, only the coward ancestor seems to have defeated the true immortal."

When he said the words 'Beat the True Immortal', all the princes and princesses in the hall looked stern, their bodies instantly straightened up, and a sense of fantasy and longing appeared on their faces.

"I want to choose the coward!"

Zhao Xueyan raised her delicate chin slightly.

"This emperor really doesn't dare to guarantee you."

Zhao Tianyu said: "I have friendship with the other three ancestors. You can definitely accept any of them as your disciples, but I have never seen this coward ancestor. But I heard that this coward ancestor He has a weird temper, sometimes he kills people with a smile, and sometimes he gets friendly with people while still angry, which is really hard to figure out. "

Then he said seriously: "The most powerful virtual god who survived the catastrophe on his knees with three punches is not even looked down upon by the real immortals in the upper world, but this coward must have a very high vision."

"so what?"

Zhao Xueyan pouted her lips with pride on her face: "If he really has his eyes higher than the sky, then people will not come after receiving the invitation from Father."

"Hahaha, that's true."

Zhao Tianyu smiled heartily, admiring the grace of a group of royal children in the palace. Suddenly, his face turned cold again, and he shouted: "Who asked her to come?"

This loud shout made a thin figure standing in the back corner of a group of princes and princesses tremble with fright, and he quickly lowered his head in fear.

Suddenly, all the princes and princesses turned around and looked at the thin figure.

I saw a girl who was about the same age as Zhao Xueyan, but her appearance was exactly the opposite. She was dry and dry, as if she was dehydrated. Her forehead was protruding, her eyes were sunken, and she was all skin and bones. At first glance, it looks like a skeleton wrapped in human skin, which is really scary.

This girl seemed to have been sucked dry by a demon since she was born.

"Father, calm down."

Zhao Xue smiled sweetly: "You should be nicer to the birds. After all, they are all your children."

Then he stepped forward and took Zhao Tianyu's arm, and said coquettishly: "Besides, the nine sons of the dragon are all different. There are always some good-looking ones and some bad ones."

"Yan'er is still the kindest."

Zhao Tianyu laughed, and looking at this pretty face, he naturally felt a lot happier: "Yan'er is so kind, so she was blessed by heaven, and she was born with a holy spiritual root."

He glanced at the skinny girl in the distance with boredom, waved his sleeves and said, "I won't punish you today, get out of here."

The thin girl hurriedly knelt down and glanced at Zhao Xueyan gratefully before leaving. However, Zhao Xueyan's words made the already weak light in her eyes dim even more. She lowered her head due to inferiority complex.

…

Outside the imperial city.

A dense crowd gathered.

"Is it coming?"

"It should be coming soon!"

The Holy Fire Spirit Root, the daughter of Yu Huang, is invited by this invitation, and the four most powerful masters in the world of Qingzhou cultivation will come to accept disciples.

This news immediately caused a sensation, so a large number of people gathered outside the imperial city, waiting to admire the true appearance of these peerless masters and admire their peerless style.

"How powerful is the most powerful cultivator in Qingzhou?"

"I heard that a sword can cut an army in half, and a slap can smash a city to pieces."

"I'll go, this is too scary! If you have such ability, you should have become an immortal, right?"

"Absolutely! An absolute immortal."

Listening to the conversations of people around, at this time, a mortal child said to his father beside him: "Dad, let me tell you a secret. In fact, my mother is an immortal."

His father laughed and scolded: "If your mother were an immortal, why would I have to worry about there being no rice in the pot next time?"

"Really, I'm not lying to you."

The child said stubbornly: "You went hunting last night. Uncle Wang came to my house in the middle of the night. After closing the door with my mother, I secretly overheard. Uncle Wang said, 'I will make you feel so comfortable today that you will fly into the sky and become an immortal.'"

The child's father? He was stunned for a moment, and his whole face was gradually turning green, visible to the naked eye...

"Look, it's coming!"

Just then, someone yelled.

Buzz——

In the sky, there was the buzzing sound of a large aircraft flying across the sky at low altitude, and a great sense of oppression. Everyone looked up and saw a sword light tearing the sky apart, pulling a ten thousand feet long The startling rainbow light was flying towards the imperial city.

It was a flying sword.

On the sword stood an old man, with his hands behind his back, his eyes shining brightly, a clean white robe fluttering, and his bright hair swaying slightly.

Upon seeing this person, many practitioners felt as if they were seeing a god in their hearts, with infinite fascination on their faces: "Here he is, the old sword god hasn't appeared for many years!"

Someone said in surprise: "Could this be the old palace master of the Divine Sword Palace, the old sword god Zhuo Yifan!"

"right!"

One person nodded firmly and said excitedly: "The sword at his feet is called 'Tianhong'. It is an immortal sword and the only immortal weapon in the entire Qingzhou cultivation world."

Wow!

There was a scream nearby.

Immediately, someone shouted again: "Another one is here."

As the old sword god Zhuo Yifan flew into the palace, an old man with dirty clothes and messy hair rode a strange-looking spiritual beast and flew slowly in the air.

I saw that strange beast, it had the shape of a beautiful white horse, but its head was a yellow duck head, and it had a pair of colorful butterfly wings on its body. It looked extremely weird.

The old man hummed a tune, and the spirit beast flew in the air in an inverted S parabola, sometimes high and sometimes low, feeling so carefree and uncomfortable.

Although the person who came did not release the aura of a strong person, when they saw this person, all the cultivators on the ground were perked up and they all bowed to the ground and saluted, with sincere and respectful expressions on their faces.

This is the ancestor of the Tiandao Alliance, the old god Wei Pianmiao.

The Tiandao Alliance is recognized as the authentic sect of the Immortal Way, and this person is the true ancestor of the Immortal Way in the world of Qingzhou practice.

The spiritual beast he rides is the only one in the world. This beast is called Duck Horse Butterfly!

Rumble~

The old man riding a duck horse had just flown into the palace. In the distant sky, majestic black clouds rolled forward like a sea tide, and patches of land continued to fall into darkness.