Battling Records of the Chosen One

"Good."

Lintian agreed very happily.

Qingyunyang no longer hesitates and leads the way.

On the way, Lintian also learned that at the treasure competition, many big figures from ethnic groups came, and many young leaders like qingyunyang followed.

Among these young people, there are many top figures of the saint son level, and their identities are not simple.

Qingyunyang has just received an invitation to attend this gathering among the younger generation of all ethnic groups.

A quarter of an hour later, drunk wind building.

Here has been wrapped down, there are elite guards outside the building, if there is no invitation, it will not be able to enter.

"You must not make trouble for me."

When he arrived here, Qingyun Yang told him again that he was still worried about Lintian.

This is also normal. If Lintian was really the young devil, if he caused trouble, the consequences would be extremely serious!

This is a gathering of the younger generation of all ethnic groups. In case of any conflict, who can afford it?

In Qing Yunyang's opinion, Lintian was such a dangerous and ferocious person. He was afraid that if he didn't agree with each other, he would kill all sides, so he would exhort him again and again.

Lintian was a little funny. He was not the kind of person who liked to look for trouble.

Even before he set foot on Yunpeng Island, in order not to attract people's attention, he went through some disguise, and even his temperament became more plain and ordinary, so as not to attract people's attention.

No way, if his identity is identified, the consequences will be serious.

Therefore, there was no need for Qing Yunyang to remind him that Lintian would not make trouble on his own initiative.

Nevertheless, Lin Xun solemnly agreed to qingyunyang.

"It's the Holy Son of the Qingyuan people, please!"

After the guard's inspection, Lintian and qingyunyang smoothly entered the Zuixian building.

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The highest floor of zuixianlou is a magnificent and spacious palace, which can accommodate hundreds of people.

From here, you can even overlook half of Yunpeng island.

When Lintian and his disciples arrived, the hall was already full of monks, all of whom were outstanding figures of the young generation of all ethnic groups.

Men are beautiful, women are beautiful, although there are different clothes, but each breath is very strong, almost all of them exist in the cave!

Lintian could not help feeling this.

In the ziyao Empire, great monks like Yao Tuohai in the cave could awe one province and be worshipped by countless monks.

However, in the depth of this sea of annihilation, the strong people in the cave can be seen everywhere, and they are all the younger generation, and there is no one of the older generation.

This kind of line-up and quantity alone is far from being comparable to the practice world of ziyao empire!

"Young master Yunyang, why are you here now?"

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the hall, a young man with purple hair and a lonely look frowned. He seemed very dissatisfied with the late arrival of qingyunyang.

To Lintian's surprise, Qingyun Yang, who was very proud in the past, seemed to be afraid of the young man. He was embarrassed and explained, "I'm sorry, I..."

"Don't talk nonsense, come in and take a seat quickly!"

Purple hair youth impatiently interrupted, no longer look at Qingyun Yang, take back his eyes.

Qingyun Yang's face changed, and he seemed to be a little angry, but he finally held back and took Lintian to sit in the corner of the hall.

At this time, only the corner was empty.

Looking at all this, Lintian couldn't help thinking. He didn't ask more questions. In this case, it was not suitable to ask more questions.

The main hall is very lively. Young leaders of all ethnic groups gather in the hall. They are full of beautiful men and women. They are drinking and talking to each other.

"Speaking of this competition, although the specifications are unprecedented and grand, those who can participate in it are all big figures of the older generation and have little to do with us."

All of a sudden, a young man with a black robe sitting at the top of the hall opened his mouth and attracted the eyes of the whole hall.

Lintian was acutely aware that those who looked at the young people in black robes were more or less with a trace of fear or respect.

Obviously, the identity of this young man in black robes is very detached, far superior to that of the young leaders of all ethnic groups present here.

"He is Luoya, the Holy Son of Heifeng nationality. Among the holy sons of all nationalities in nanminghai, he has strong fighting capacity, and can be ranked in the top 30."

Qingyunyang whispered, telling Lintian his identity, with a trace of deep fear in his voice.

"Oh, how about niutuntian of niumo clan Asked Lintian.

Qingyun Yang's lips twitched violently and almost rolled his eyes. Then he remembered that the guy around him was a ferocious man.

"There's no way to compare it. Niutuntian is the most powerful son. He has enough fighting power to rank in the top three."

Qingyunyang patiently explained a, in the heart some bitterness, oneself this explanation is simply superfluous, in this guy's eyes, I'm afraid all don't care about these?"So." Lintian was stunned and said, "in that case, this guy should be at the same level as Kong Xiu, the son of the Yun clan?"

Qingyun Yang's forehead straight black line, a face speechless: "Kong Xiu's combat effectiveness is strong, can be ranked in the top ten, Luoya which can compare with Kong Xiu?"

"No, what about the Holy Son of Bilin people?" Asked Lintian.

Qingyunyang almost collapsed and wanted to cry without tears. All the holy sons mentioned by this guy are stronger than each other. How can Luoya compare? The most irritating thing is that his qingyunyang is worse than Luoya in comparison. Doesn't it seem that his qingyunyang is more and more unbearable?

Seeing that Qingyun Yang didn't speak, Lintian became more and more confused: "is It's not as good as the blood lion's holy daughter? "

Qingyun Yang is about to cry. Elder brother, you'd better not ask. Forgive me, OK

"That's all."

Lintian had roughly judged it. He couldn't help laughing. Originally, he thought that there would be many peerless people in this party.

Who ever thought that he overestimated them.

"That's right. The strength of your circle is almost the same as you. I misunderstood you before."

If Lin Xun thinks about it, his big truth is like a knife, which penetrates into qingyunyang's heart and makes him very ashamed and angry.

This guy What a torment!

"Although the Jingbao conference has nothing to do with us, I have a big event to discuss with you at this party."

On the main seat above, Luoya looks solemn, with eyes shining, enjoying the feeling of being noticed.

"I don't know what a big event it was, but it made brother Luo excited?"

A young man asked.

Luo Ya said in a deep voice, "you must have heard about the young devil. This time I'm going to talk about this man!"

Young devil!

This title seems to have a magic power, just for a moment, which makes the eyes of all the men and women in the hall coagulate, their faces change slightly, and the atmosphere becomes quiet.

Obviously, they have heard of the cruel deeds of the "young devil", so they are surprised.

Qingyun Yang is all over a stiff, hands a shiver, just picked up the wine cup almost thrown out, young devil!

What's the matter with this guy next to us?

All of a sudden, qingyunyang's heart was clenched. He couldn't help glancing at Lintian. However, he saw that Lintian was looking very self-conscious and was eating a cake with relish. It was just like nothing had happened to him. It was so pleasant that people hated him.

"This guy It's very calm... "

Qingyun Yang suddenly had a strong impulse. He wanted to knock Lintian's brain to see what he was thinking?

Don't you really worry at all?

Not nervous?

In case of being identified, what can be done?

Qingyun Yang is in a state of confusion.

"Don't think about it. The more you do this, the more abnormal you will be. It's easy for people to see something strange."

Lintian glanced at him and began to speak.

Qingyun Yang was shocked in his heart, and his face changed slightly. He also realized that he had lost his manners.