"This generation of Lingfeng gives people an ancient sense of oppression!"
Mu Daoqi said in amazement, looking at the Dai Ling Peak, his eyes filled with shock.
Ye Wuque's gaze was also concentrated on Dai Lingfeng, as if he was looking at it, but in fact, his thoughts surged at this moment.
Ancient League Nine Veins!
Heaven, earth, mystery, yellow, cosmos, universe, flood, wilderness, stars!
He doesn't care about which channel. What he cares about is the former Fang Qingyang, which channel he joins.
For Ye Wuque, the most important thing is to figure out which vein Fang Qingyang is.
"According to Fang Qingyang's suicide note, he is also the spiritual son of the ancient alliance. He has the same status and identity as that of Long Qianqiu, but for some reason he lost to Long Qianqiu, defeated the ancient alliance, and fled to the next big state in embarrassment. The Blue Devil's ancient poison was finally killed."
"According to the truth, Fang Qingyang should also be famous in the ancient league..."
Ye Wuque's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at the back of the silver saint trio in front.
If you ask the three of Yinsheng, you should not know Fang Qingyang.
But immediately, Ye Wuque suppressed this idea.
Asking Fang Qingyang rashly is improper and may cause unnecessary trouble. It's not that I don't trust the silver saints, but that it is of great importance. It is directly related to the top of the sky and the tomb of Fang Qingyang's little uncle. , No room for error.
Only if you know it is the safest.
"Let's watch the changes first, and always find some clues..."
Ye Wuque was not in a hurry. He entered the ancient alliance of the gods for the sake of justice. He stayed in the dark palace for so long, participated in the supreme event, and walked all the way here, with patience.
Hum! !
A mighty force of restraint suddenly hit his face and swept across everyone. It seemed that after perceiving the identity of the incoming person, the force of restraint suddenly dispersed and returned to calm.
A group of seven people slowly landed on Dai Ling Peak.
The peak is wide and the field of vision is wide, but the cliffs in the distance are still clearly visible, and there is also a trace of ancient meaning in it, as if it contains endless history and distant memories, which makes people unable to help but feel a trace of respect.
Shoo!
In the next instant, several figures flickered out, with a fierce and fierce aura surging, the armor was abrupt, and the iron-blooded murderous aura rushed forward. There were eight guards in silver armor, all armed with war guns.
"Dai Lingfeng guard see the three adults! See the luck spirit!"
The Eight Paths sounded with respectful sonorous meaning, and the eight silver armor guards saluted the three silver saints and the spirit of luck with guns.
"Free gift."
Yin Sheng spoke faintly, and immediately looked at Ye Wuque and said softly: "Wuwei, have you seen the cave in front? That is the disciple cave. Only the disciples who have just completed the nine-year training of the original Tianguan are eligible to enter it. Wait for the deacon of Jiumai who is responsible for recruiting disciples to come and select."
"However, under normal circumstances, only eight deacons will come, because the star veins are more special, and they generally don't directly choose disciples from Dai Lingfeng."
"So, you have to go in by yourself in a while. As for which channel you choose, it's all up to you, but the eight-channel deacon will usually tell you the status of each channel."
"In short, just follow your heart."
Silver Saint laughed.
"The three of you are just waiting here, waiting for Wuwei to be elected, and will take you to the pulse."
Turning around, Yin Sheng said to the three of Mu Daoqi.
"Yes!"
Mu Daoqi three immediately clasped their fists in response.
"Okay, the next step is to look at you. Your life in the Ancient League is about to officially begin. Let's take a step first, and there will be opportunities to get together in the future."
"Of course, after you have made your choice and got your name tag, we will have a little gift for you. Of course, it was originally yours."
After haha smiled again, Yin Sheng rose into the sky and left Dai Lingfeng first.
"Ye Xiaozi, remember to miss me... giggle..."
Gulian Ji also laughed and flew towards the sky.
Only Tong Di was left. He looked at Ye Wuque, with a smile on his immature face and said: "Qianlong is out of the abyss, let's make a bold noise!!"
With these eight characters left, Tong Di also rose into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, all three sub-seats left Dai Lingfeng and returned.
As the second seat, they are not without things, but in order to help Ye Wuque during this period, they suppressed their own affairs. Now everything is formal, Ye Wuque has completely entered the ancient league. There will be opportunities to get together in the future, not in a hurry. Temporarily.
Ye Wuque watched the three Yinsheng leave, a faint smile flashed in his bright eyes.
Although he had his own life-saving grace in front of him, Ye Wuque still remembered in his heart the grace of the three people of Yin Sheng for their help and full support.
returning a Favour many times more!
This is one of Ye Wuque's rules of conduct, and he will remember it in his heart.
"Gong, you go, we are here waiting for you."
Mu Daoqi respectfully said to Ye Wuque, and then sat down cross-legged, as did Huang Biluo and Zhuxiong behind him.
Ye Wuque nodded lightly, then he turned and continued to look at the disciple hole in the distance of Dai Lingfeng, then stopped staying, stepped out slowly, and walked there.
Walking with him is the spirit of luck.
At this moment, the spirit of luck carried his hands on his back, and his vicissitudes of life looked at the Dai Ling Peak, slowly flashing a touch of distant memories and sighs.
When the spirit of luck passed by them, the eight silver-armored guards all touched their chests and bowed their heads in respect.
Obviously, the spirit of luck is different from everyone else. It has a transcendent privilege and status. It can enter many places in the ancient league at will, including this generation of Lingfeng.
Hum!
When Ye Wuque took the third step, he immediately felt an ancient and mighty force of restraint sweeping over him, covering him completely.
To be precise, this section of the road from here to the front of the disciple's cave is all covered by ancient restrictions to prevent people from coming forward.
"Ok?"
Ye Wuque suddenly gave a slight hey, looking at the invisible and intangible but sensible restraining fluctuations and breath in all directions.
"Feel it? This ancient prohibition has a long heritage, which can be traced back to the days of the old site of the Celestial Kingdom. Not only can it seal everything, cover everything, and even the power of the soul of the Great Soul Sage can temporarily cover almost half an hour. Of course, the'Great Sun Realm' Nirvana Great Soul Saint can break free from the restriction and force in."
"So, no matter what you and I say or do now, no third person will know for now."
The spirit of luck sounded with a faint smile.
Ye Wuque nodded slowly, he already felt this, and also felt that just as the spirit of luck said, if he wants to forcefully break free, the power of the soul can still do it.
"No shortage..."
"Senior, please say."
"Actually, in those three days, your Celestial Codex should not only be cultivated to the 40th floor, right?"
The spirit of luck stopped and looked at Ye Wuque, a gleam of light in the vicissitudes of life, as if with a trace of expectation, a trace of curiosity, a trace of...excitement!
When Ye Wuque heard the words of the spirit of luck, his expression was also startled, and he also stopped.
Feeling the look of the spirit of luck looking at him, Ye Wuque's face slowly poured out a faint helpless smile.
"Sure enough, I still can't hide from Senior..."
As soon as these words came out, the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of luck eyes suddenly condensed, and a strong brilliance burst out of them, and he couldn't help but ask: "Then what do you do..."
Before the spirit of luck had finished speaking, it suddenly stopped! !
Its eyes are already round! !
Just look behind Ye Wuque's back! !
The entire prohibition has been thoroughly illuminated by a brilliant silver light!
Behind Ye Wuque, a silver big sun shrouded all directions, pulsating, and exuding strange fluctuations belonging to the code of the gods.
Gorgeous and eternal!
Never fall!
The spirit of luck was trembling slightly, like being struck by lightning, staring blankly at the silver sun behind Ye Wuque. The brilliant silver sun was reflected in the vicissitudes of life, and the voice was trembling with a kind of The hoarse horrified! !
"The aspect of the sun... the fiftieth layer of the Codex of the Gods..."
