Chapter 960

As the days of the feast of dragons are getting closer, the undercurrents surging in the ancient South China region are getting more and more turbulent.

The top leaders of the nine overlords have even known that the great world is coming, and the road to heaven will start. This feast of dragons will be the most prosperous in thousands of years. If you miss it, you will regret it for a lifetime.

In the dazzling world, no one wants to settle for a corner, and all have the meaning of fighting for the front, asking the heavens.

This time the feast of the dragons and the battle of the Dragon Clouds will not only compete for ranking and luck. There is also an admission ticket to this dazzling world, but no enchanting leader wants to miss this rare admission ticket.

Qian Yunzong.

One of the nine overlords of Nanhua Ancient Region, located in Yunzhou.

In the vast sea of clouds, countless mountain peaks break through the clouds, and the major peaks are connected to each other to form a sect on the top of the cloud. This is the Qianyunzong.

Inside the sect, Sect Master Qianyun is offering sacrifices to the ancestors.

Behind him, all the core disciples of the sect were counted, and their expressions were solemn, and the expressions of tension and excitement filled the depths of their hearts.

Everyone knows that this time the ancestor worship, the sect is asking for the blessing of the master, and can get a good ranking in the feast of dragons.

Among the many handsome core disciples of Fengshen, Bai Lixuan looked calm, and he looked the youngest. But the fascinating sword power on his body and the sharpness contained in his eyes left the other core disciples far behind.

With the Eucharist, he stands out from this group of core disciples, with a remarkable demeanor.

Hiddenly, he actually compared the demeanor of those core disciples. It is hard to imagine that this man came from a remote place in the Great Qin Empire, and his rise was so fast.

In the rare beast tide that has been encountered in thousands of years, it is even more radiant. He has taken a king-level demon pill and became one of the most dazzling rookies.

“Xiao Bai, come and serve Zhuxiang too.”

Sect Master Qianyun turned around, with a soft smile on his majestic face, he had high hopes for Bai Lixuan.

In the envious eyes of a group of disciples, Bai Lixuan took the three incense sticks, bent over respectfully, and inserted them into the front altar.

As soon as he raised his head, a strange feeling rose in Lin Yun’s heart. The tablets in front of him and the portraits hanging on the wall seemed to come alive. The invisibility of Qian Yunzong’s thousands of years of background, perfectly integrated with himself, made the true essence of him boil.

“Xiao Bai, the great world is coming, and the road of heaven will be opened. This time the feast of dragons, you will not only contribute to the sect, but also fight for your own opportunities.”

Sect Master Qianyun looked at Bai Lixuan and said rather solemnly.

“What kind of world is it?”

Bai Lixuan asked curiously, he knew some clues, but he still couldn’t really understand it.

Sect Master Qianyun groaned: “That is a great world that has ascended to the sky in one step. In the past years, unless it was a demon who changed their fate against the sky, there was such a chance to leave Xuanhuang, but now, as long as the leaders who participate in the feast of dragons, everyone All have this opportunity.”

The world outside the Xuanhuang world?

Bai Lixuan’s heart was slightly shaken when he heard this. This was indeed something he could not imagine. After all, the Ancient South China Region alone was already big enough.

“Master, I’m back.”

When Bai Lixuan was in a trance, a beautiful figure turned into a flash of rainbow light and fell down like lightning.

It was a woman who looked extremely young, her face was as bright as a moon, and she was brave and heroic. Walking around, slowly engendering the wind, it brings a great sense of oppression to people. She lacks some of the gentle beauty of a woman, but has more of the charm of a man, but she has a charming flavor.

It’s Jiang Ziyue!

Jiang Ziyue, one of the seven heroes of Nanhua, was her four years ago and defeated Wu Xiaotian within ten moves. Now that four years have passed, her feeling has become more and more unfathomable, and her experience outside the Southern Territory has grown her many times.

Bai Lixuan was secretly surprised, this woman was so terrifying cultivation base, his sword intent was a little trembling.

Suddenly, he came over in surprise. The other party was looking at him, and quickly responded: “I have seen Senior Sister.”

“Ziyue, you came back just right. This is Xiaobai, Bai Lixuan, the rising star of the sect. This time the feast of dragons, the hope of Qianyunzong, almost all fall on you and him, you have to take good care of this Junior brother.” Sect Master Qianyun said with a smile.

Jiang Ziyue nodded, and said in deep thought: “It’s really good. If it were the previous Longyun list, it would have been in the top ten, and it could even be further. Unfortunately, this year’s dragon feast is really weird, even I dare not have it. You must be in the top ten.”

Sect Master Qianyun frowned slightly, and she didn’t know if this was Jiang Ziyue’s deliberate humility, or if it was true.

…

Within the Demon State of the Ancient South China Region, there is a dense forest among the undulating mountains, and countless palaces are located among the peaks.

The appearance of the palace is magnificent and rugged, with a hideous beauty. Obviously different from the sect buildings of other forces in the Southern Territory, here is the Sky Demon Pavilion, the top three overlord of the Southern China Ancient Territory.

In the mountains, on the hottest peaks, magma surges, erecting ancient golden buildings.

In the hall, the surging golden magma, gurgling, scorching hot air, that terrifying magma can easily melt even ordinary treasures.

But at this moment, there was a person in it, lazily closing his eyes.

Such a terrifying body, the people who watched it were terrified, it was a bit too exaggerated.

Whoosh!

In the slightly rough hall, an old man with a cold face suddenly appeared. The lava covered by the volcano seemed to be frozen by his appearance.

The young man in the magma pool hurriedly got up, the golden light was shining, and when he completely walked out of the pool, he had put on a set of golden dragon-patterned armor.

“Yanlongzi, you have the blood of Yanlong descendants flowing through your body. You failed once four years ago, and I don’t allow you to fail once.”

The old man looked indifferent, and his words were extremely cold.

Yanlongzi, one of the three little kings of the ancient South China domain, ranked second on the Longyun list last year, but in the eyes of this old man, he was just a loser.

“Don’t worry, I will never lose this time.”

Yan Longzi said with a solemn expression, without any doubt.

“Very good. I only have the number one in my eyes. Failure to get the number one is a waste.” The old man said indifferently: “Only by getting the number one, can I really have the opportunity to compete with the leaders of the Outland, so that I can show on the road that day. It’s own light.”

Yan Longzi nodded, and immediately said: “Master, I heard that Junior Sister Weiwei will also participate in this group dragon feast?”

A ray of cold light suddenly burst into the old man’s eyes, and he said coldly: “I warned you before, don’t hit her idea, she is not something you can provoke.”

“Dare not dare.”

Yan Longzi lowered his head and said.

But when the old man left, he slowly raised his head, a sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Can’t afford to offend?

It’s interesting if you can’t afford it!

…

“Wuji, I really didn’t expect you to go out. This Thunder Cloud Art was cultivated to the thirteenth level. My Purple Thunder Sect has been in existence for thousands of years, and there is no such evil evil as you. You are destined not to belong to the Purple Thunder Sect. , Does not belong to the Ancient South China Realm, and is destined to leave the Xuanhuang Realm.”

Ten thousand lonely peaks, thundering light is endless, here is the forbidden area of the Purple Thunder Sect, a middle-aged purple-clothed young man looking forward, his eyes are extremely surprised.

The young man in front of him is Zao Wou-ki, Zao Wou-ki, among the three little kings of the Ancient South China, ranked in the top three in the last Long Yun list.

As he returned from the outer domain, the middle-aged Ziyi could feel that there are two terrifying powers entangled in the opponent, and there are horrible guesses deep in his heart vaguely.

Zao Wou-ki looked cold, and said faintly: “Before leaving, I will do what I should do. This time the dragon feast, I will take the first place.”

“First?”

The middle-aged Zi Yi had a heartbreak. He didn’t dare to think about it, but he didn’t expect Zao Wou-ki to be so confident.

“If you can perfectly comprehend the true meaning of Leiyun Jue, it’s not impossible first.”

Said young in purple clothes.

“What if I have surpassed Lei Yun Jue?”

Zao Wuji smiled faintly, and the demeanor that he showed in an instant seemed to suppress the entire mighty sect.

Nanhua Ancient Domain, Purple Moon Cave Sky!

Speaking of the feast of dragons, Ziyue Dongtian is an insurmountable mountain, and the top position has been occupied by Ziyue Dongtian for many times.

As the strongest overlord of the Southern Territory, the background and strength of Ziyue Dongtian need not be repeated, and it is well deserved and indisputable.

This rather mysterious sect, other forces in the Southern Territory, are more or less related to the Sword Sect back then. Either it was an affiliate of Sword Sect, or inherited some Sword Sect’s martial arts, but Ziyue Dongtian had nothing to do with it.

But such a mysterious sect occupied Leizhou when it appeared, and no one could shake it.

No one in the Ancient South China Region dared to look down upon Ziyue Cave Sky, and even the sect outside the Territory did not dare to look down upon it too much.

Among the rolling mountains, there is a star-catching building that straight into the sky, which is particularly eye-catching.

The sun is fierce in the mountains, and everything is moving.

Picking the stars on the top of the building, but the purple moon is in the sky, and the night is full of stars.

A man and a woman stood side by side, and in front of them, an old man was watching the stars and watching the moon. The coercion scattered on his body is so strong that he is suffocating. He is not the helm of Ziyue Dongtian, he is the father of Qing Ruoyou, who leaps Ziyang.

According to rumors, the only star monarch in the ancient South China region.

There was a man and a woman behind him. The woman was naturally leaning back, while the man was standing on the top of the Dragon Cloud Ranking, almost a legendary Yu Haotian.

Unlike the invincible demeanor imagined by others, this Yu Tianhao looked rather low-key, not sharp.

If it weren’t for someone who had actually met him, he would definitely forget it at a glance, leaving no impression at all. But it was such a person who stood at the top of the Longyun Ranking. Four years ago, almost no one could survive ten moves in front of him. It was so horrible.

“Ruoyou, you were not in the top ten in the last feast of dragons, this time you can’t do that.” Qing Ziyang said faintly.

Qing Ruoyou’s face remained as usual, and he muttered: “Four years ago, the top ten people were too sharp, and I didn’t try my best. Four years later, I won’t have any reservations.”

“As long as you understand. As for Haotian…”

“Master, my vision is no longer in the ancient South China realm.”

Not waiting for Qing Ziyang to finish, Yu Haotian slowly raised his head and said every word.