The next moment...

the eyes of all the people between heaven and earth suddenly condensed, their faces became extremely excited, extremely fanatical, and extremely yearning!

Because at the end of everyone's eyes, they saw a figure!

A young figure slowly walked out from Kaiyang Star!

Thick hair draped over his shoulders, fluttering in the wind, his face was fair and handsome, and his pair of bright eyes seemed to reflect all the light between heaven and earth, deep and boundless.

The glorious robe covered his body, emitting brilliant brilliance, setting off his tall and slender figure, broad and majestic shoulders, as if condensed into eternity!

He came from the stars, strolled in the void, took a step, and gently stepped onto the equally brilliant road of stars, with his hands behind his back, and slowly moved forward.

From afar, he seemed to have stepped from the sky, carrying endless mystery and unknown, and like a golden god of war, emitting the brilliance and splendor that penetrated the heaven and earth!

The Kaiyang lineage... Ye Wuque!

So is!

The Holy Son of Beidou... Ye Wuque! !

Slowly, along the road of stars, Ye Wuque walked past Li Chenglong, Fang Shu, Zhan Qingchen, and Shi Tian, ​​and finally stepped into the Daoji Square under the excited and fanatical eyes of everyone. Whoosh,

whoosh, whoosh...

As Ye Wuque stepped into the Daoji Square, the four people of the Kaiyang lineage who towered over the starry sky suddenly flashed and turned into four streams of light, quietly coming behind Ye Wuque, respecting him and following him like a shadow! When

walking to a certain place, Shi Tian and the other four stopped and merged into the last direction of the empty space of the other six lines, forming the last ancient square.

The seven lines of true transmission are all here.

And Ye Wuque continued to move forward and slowly walked to the center of the Daoji Square.

Along the way, everyone was looking at him, their expressions full of excitement and excitement!

Wu Wentian, also wearing a robe of glory, stood in front of Wu Wanxin, looking at Ye Wuque with a happy face!

On the stone platform on the side, there was an atmosphere of great excitement and shock!

Elder Songgu was all smiles, his eyes filled with endless joy and relief.

Elder Zilei's square face flushed red, and he was shaking with excitement. He stared at Ye Wuque, wishing he could jump up and shout for Ye Wuque!

Master Tianyao, Master Ru, Master Ling and other four clover alchemists from under the sea of ​​stars were staring at Ye Wuque at this moment, with trance, surprise, excitement, nostalgia and respect in their eyes!

There was another person whose eyes were filled with crystal tears!

Xue Miaoyi stared at the brilliant and eternal boy who seemed to come from the sky. Her pretty face, like a cream, seemed to turn red. The boy in front of her and the figure in her mind slowly and perfectly merged into one, indistinguishable from each other!

"I... I... I finally saw him again..."

In an instant, Xue Miaoyi's heart almost exploded with joy!

Her heart was trembling, wriggling and beating. She seemed to have flown into the clouds, her whole body was soft and she seemed to have no strength at all.

The only thing in front of her was the fair and handsome face of the young man, as if it were eternal!

Years of longing and love all burst out at this moment, making Xue Miaoyi almost unable to suppress the throbbing in her heart!

At this moment, Ye Wuque finally stopped and came to the center of the square, in front of the Dao Ji Sect Master and the six great leaders.

"Disciple Ye Wuque has met the six great leaders, and has met... the Sect Master!" Clasped

his fists!

Bend over!

Ye Wuque bowed deeply!

"No need to be polite!"

The Dao Ji Sect Master's solemn voice sounded, and then he waved his right hand!

Rumble!

The whole square suddenly trembled, and then under the shocked eyes of everyone, the Fengshan platform that had appeared in the selection meeting before actually rose slowly from the ground again, and finally stood between heaven and earth, and also stood in front of Ye Wuque.

Nine floors of stairs spread down!

"Ye Wuque, you won the title of 'Son of the Northern Dipper' through the selection meeting. Today is the day when our sect crowns you!"

While speaking, the Dao Ji Sect Master once again pointed at the Fengshan Terrace from afar!

Buzz!!!

Immediately, an incredible scene happened!

A strange light burst out from the Fengshan Terrace, ethereal, mysterious, and unpredictable, as if it could not be found, explored, or figured out!

Like dust and smoke flying up, swaying in the void, and jumping!

"Luck!"

"Is this the luck of the Northern Dipper Dao Ji Sect?"

Ye Wuque stood under the Fengshan Terrace, looking at the mysterious light from afar, and immediately made a judgment. At the same time, he keenly perceived that there was a kind of decline and danger hidden in this luck!

It was like a candle in the wind at sunset!

"It has declined to such a point!"

Ye Wuque's face suddenly became solemn, and he began to understand why the Dao Ji Sect Master wanted to hold a selection meeting.

"Ye Wuque..."

"When you step onto the top of the Fengchan Terrace, the coronation ceremony will be completed. From now on, you are the... Holy Son of my Beidou Daoji Sect!"

"Climb... onto the stage!"

Daoji Sect Master spoke loudly, his voice shaking the ten directions!

"Yes, sir!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Wuque looked at the Fengchan Terrace in front of him, his eyes slowly becoming firm!

One step forward!

Ye Wuque stepped onto the stairs leading to the Fengchan Terrace, and then, step by step, he solemnly climbed up the stairs. In a blink of an eye, he stepped onto the eighth floor.

The top of the Fengchan Terrace is right in front of him!

Only the last step is left!

Taking a deep breath, Ye Wuque once again raised his right foot and was about to step over this last floor!

However, at this moment...

Just when Ye Wuque was about to reach the top of the Fengshan Terrace, a mysterious girl's voice suddenly sounded above the originally quiet and solemn Daoji Square, as if it came from the sky!

"He is not worthy of the position of the 'Son of the Big Dipper'!"

This sudden sentence was like a thunderclap, blasting the world apart!

Wu Wentian, who was standing with his arms folded and watching Ye Wuque ascend to the top of the Fengshan Terrace with a smile, suddenly had his sharp pupils shrink drastically when he heard the girl's voice, and his face changed drastically!

He suddenly raised his head and looked into the void, and a deep sense of wonder and disbelief appeared on his handsome face!

"This, this voice is... Fan Qinghui!!"