Chapter 1772: One Yang Zhizun (four more)

Above the sky, a goddess came from outside the sky.
The gods were like phoenix blood pouring down, and the whole body was bright red, alarming many monks in the city.
"It's the Spirit Phoenix Sect, my god, it's the Fenyu Supreme!"
"The first-grade big sects have all appeared here. This time, the Baixing Palace Grand Competition is really worth the money!"
"It's a rare thing for Yipin Dazong to come to watch the ceremony!"
"It is said that this time, Baixing Palace wants to build momentum for its descendants of Tianjiao!"
"Tianjiao...you mean, Bailian Xingjun!?"
"The one who has entered the Void Returning Realm for seven thousand years, who has once surpassed a powerful person in the Hundred Star Palace in the Void Returning Realm?"
"It's no wonder that the grandchildren of the Palace Master of Hundred Stars have such a cultivation base. It seems that this time, Lord Hundred Lianxing has probably made a breakthrough again, otherwise it won't be the case!
Inside the huge city, it was boiling.
Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian walked slowly in this city.
"A person from the first-class sect is shocked to look like this?" Mo Qinglian shook her head, slightly disdainful in her words.
When she entered the realm of cultivation, she joined Xianmai. She always walked outside, and the disciples of the first-class sect would treat her respectfully.
"I didn't give much advice to Su Qiao'er and Su Muyu. It was not a good thing to let them join Xianmai at the beginning!"
Qin Xuan's voice was pale, and he slowly said, "I rarely recommend you to enter the Immortal Vessel. Although the Immortal Vein is good, the technique is too difficult, the cultivation method is too difficult, the disaster is too terrible, and one step away is life and death!"
"Everything in the world has gains and losses."
Mo Qinglian nodded slightly. She had participated in the battle of the immortal veins, and the battle of death often occurred. The great immortal veins are the disciple of experiential training.
Xianmai never lacks disciples, and the lives of ordinary disciples are even more insignificant in their eyes.
Even if a million disciples died, but a Tianjiao appeared, it was enough for the Great Immortal Sect.
Xianmai Zhizun is so piled up.
For every great immortal vein, there are no more than a hundred immortal veins supreme, and there are more than tens of thousands of monks who have fallen under the immortal vein supreme every ten thousand years.
Mo Qinglian sighed lightly: "It's not your fault, who would have thought that their brothers and sisters would be so miserable!"
Qin Xuan smiled, he naturally understood this.
For the old man, it is his love to help, and not to help is just a matter of course.
He had already paved the way for Su Muyu and Su Qiao'er, otherwise, they probably would have stayed in the Seven Sects. The exercises in the Seven Sects were not suitable for them. It was tantamount to starting from scratch.
At this moment, there was another sensation in the city.
"That is……"
The entire giant city, at this moment, seemed deadly silent.
Above the sky, a huge ship slowly landed, breaking through the clouds, as if covering the sky.
The huge ship is a million feet, even if it falls, it is enough to crush this square city and crush hundreds of thousands of living creatures in this city.
"The Method of Returning One!?" Mo Qinglian's eyes moved slightly, "Baixing Palace seems to have a plan this time, even Xianmai is invited!"
"That should be the Yiyang Supreme of the Guiyi Method, although it is only the Xianmai Supreme of the Mahayana lower grade, but the third grade sect, how can He De please move?"
Return to one star ship, one sun is supreme!
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "It seems that the big competition is about to begin, I will go too!"
Immediately, a cloud of blood rose, and in the surprised eyes of many people, under the star ship, he headed towards the Hundred Star Palace.
However, this time Qin Xuan ignored everyone, and the law of space moved slightly and appeared in the hall.
At this moment, above Yuncheng, many monks were proudly in the air.
There are also some seats around, but on them, everyone is a high-ranking generation, Mahayana Supreme, or the lord of a sect, and the rest of the same way, the illusionist monks, can only stand here.
I saw that the starship was vast, slowly shrinking, and fell into the palm of the Supreme Yang.
Yiyang Supreme's gaze is arrogant, and his vestments are shining with a faint light. This is a third-rank vestment, and it is this treasure, which is enough to make everyone indulge in envy.
"Baixing, I have seen Yiyang Zhizun!"
The Hall of Hundred Stars is even more solemn, with the supreme beings in the hall, welcoming the existence high in the sky.
Beside this Hundred Stars Hall Master, there was a young man with a light red star pattern on his eyebrows, and his eyes were somewhat frivolous, his face was handsome, but at this moment, he was also respectful and respectful, saluting Yiyang Supreme.
"It doesn't have to be like this!" Yiyang Supreme said indifferently: "Baixing Palace is kindly invited, how can I not come?"
"I have reached this point, and I am not overwhelming, please, please!"
There are many powerful people in the Hundred Star Palace, and this is full of smiles, and there are also many supreme, or masters of the sect, breathed a sigh of relief around the main hall.
"This is Xianmai Supreme? Yiyang Supreme of the Guiyi Method!?"
"This is the first time I have seen it, but unfortunately, my sect now has only four ranks. Even if my sect master personally visited the Guiyi Method, I may not be able to see an Immortal Supreme!"
"Hall Master Hundred Stars may want to let Lord Hundred Lian Xing enter the unified method this time. If Lord Hundred Lian Xing rises within the unified method, I am afraid that the Hundred Star Palace will also soar into the sky, and enter the second grade. Not even the first product!"
Some sect masters talked with envy in their eyes.
The Hallmaster of Hundred Stars was obviously overjoyed. He kept chatting with the Supreme Master of One Yang, but the Supreme One Yang was somewhat indifferent. Ten sentences may not be able to return the Hallmaster of the Hundred Stars.
Mo Qinglian looked at this scene with a slight sneer at the corner of her mouth, even as if she was looking at a beaming clown.
Before they came, even the two Yuanying disciples dared to turn them away.
But now, for a mere inferior Mahayana Xianmai Supreme, this Hundred Star Palace Master is almost bowing to his knees.
The power's eyes are high and low, but so!
Qin Xuan frowned slightly, and he slowly said, "Su Muyu and the others have not yet appeared!"
His spirit moved slightly and scattered around.
Suddenly, he grinned, "Breakthrough?"
His eyes were leisurely. In his divine mind, a woman, who was cultivated as the middle grade of Yuan Ying, pursed her lips and entered.
Wherever she went, many people were pointing and talking about her.
It hasn't been seen for nearly three hundred years, and Su Qiao'er has already removed the veil covering his appearance.
The former master of the National Palace is now more like a woman in the dust. Even a knife mark appeared on her face from the corner of her left eye to the corner of her right mouth, making her look hideous.
That light-hearted woman will never return.
In this Hall of Hundred Stars, the misery is so miserable.
However, Su Muyu never appeared, and Qin Xuan's eyes were long.
"It seems that Su Muyu has worse luck than his sister!"
He shook his head slightly and watched Su Qiao'er, who was disgusted by everyone, entering the arena, standing in one place at will.
Qin Xuan retracted his gaze and moved to Su Qiao'er.
"How to make it look like this!?" Mo Qinglian had a look of anger in her eyes, a woman's face, who wouldn't hesitate to pity, Su Qiaoer's face is ugly now...It's because of the grandson of the Hundred Stars Palace, Bailian Xingjun ?
Mo Qinglian sighed, Su Qiaoer self-destroyed her appearance, and Su Muyu was abandoned, so she avoided that catastrophe?
Mo Qinglian couldn't help but a little bit of murder.
No matter what, Su Qiao'er, after all, is an old Chinese.
There is a direct line of the Sanpin Zongmen, and the other is the Taoist King.
How dare you! ?