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Time passed, and it was two days in a flash.

Mo Wuchen came to the Blue Emperor City for two days, because the teleportation circle could not be used for the time being.

The city was full of people who had only come in and could not leave, and by now, it was almost overcrowded.

This night, he walked alone on the street, and there were many cultivators coming and going, and the cultivation was different, and the geniuses of the younger generation accounted for the majority.

Because the formation still hasn't been restored, many geniuses have gathered in the city, all of whom are about to rush to the Immortal Domain.

Not only are there the genius children of the ancient martial arts family, but I heard that some of the holy sons of the Holy Land are now also in the city.

To the south of Qingdi City, there is a lakeside here, which is the most lively place in Qingdi City at night.

Lake of Enlightenment!

According to legend, in the very distant ancient period, there was a holy emperor who sat here, and his inheritance was left in this lake.

But for millions of years, the world has been searching, but they have not been able to find a glimmer of light with the inheritance.

However, on the shore of this lake, the laws of heaven and earth are abundant, and it is an excellent place for cultivation, and every night, the moonlight shines, and the laws in this lake are even more dense, condensing into fog, forming an excellent beauty.

Over time, this Enlightenment Lake has naturally become a beautiful holy place in the Qingdi City and even in the entire Qingwu League.

Mo Wuchen has come all the way, under the moon, talented and beautiful people are paired, raising their eyebrows.

He seemed to be touching the scene, remembering the time when the Cloud Pavilion was in the present world in the past, at that time, he met Meng Yurou for the first time.

Now, the beauty is no more, and she has long been away from that land of right and wrong.

"Tonight's night is extraordinarily distinct, and the laws around Wudao Lake are even more dense, naturally like fog, glowing under the moon, which is worthy of being a beautiful and holy place famous in the Qingwu League. ”

As time went on, more and more people rushed here.

"In recent years, there have been few major events in our Qingwu League, and the Holy Land and the Ancient Martial Family have been developing in a low-key manner, and it has been a long time since such a grand occasion has appeared. "Some people sighed that at this moment, beside the Lake of Enlightenment, the cultivators who came here did not know how to go.

There are the masters of the older generation drinking on their knees, and there are also the proud beauties of the younger generation to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and at a glance, it is very lively.

"The craze for going to the Immortal Realm this time has not slowed down for more than two months, and many geniuses who have been hidden in the snow for many years have heard that they have been born, and now they are all gathered in this Qingdi City, which can be described as a gathering of heavenly pride. ”

"The surviving figures of the last era, as soon as the news comes out, who can sit still, the proud sons of all parties have rushed to the holy mountain, if they can get a trace of the teaching, they will be able to show their edge in this great world. ”

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Mo Wuchen couldn't help frowning slightly, the world's heroes went to the holy mountain together, and the scene was bound to be spectacular.

This is not just as simple as one side of the Martial Alliance, but all the geniuses of the Seven Great Martial Alliances have gone.

"That person is Wu Yan, the Holy Son of the Infinite Palace, he is really still in the Qingwu Alliance, and he did not go to the Immortal Realm in advance. ”

"Immeasurable Holy Son Wu Yan, in recent years, he has swept through the southern region of the Qingwu League, and the number of Saint Son-level geniuses who have been defeated in his hands is probably no less than five, and he is the absolute top figure among the younger generation of my Qingwu Alliance. ”

The crowd whispered, their eyes looking down to a gazebo in the distance.

A man sat there, drinking alone, surrounded by a special charm and an extraordinary temperament, which was exactly the Wu Yan that everyone was talking about.

"Hurry!"

In the void in the distance, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind at night, from far to near, and in an instant, it came to the sky above this martial arts lake.

"Yao Family's Holy Son, Yao Yi, he is also here!"

The crowd exclaimed, recognizing the person who had arrived at this moment, dressed in white, with black hair fluttering in the wind, and looking particularly unearthly in the moonlight.

Yao Yiran glanced at it, and finally stopped in the pavilion, only to see the immeasurable holy son looking at him equally.

The two looked at each other, making the atmosphere of the scene all over again, but this feeling only existed for a moment.

"Brother Wu, are you fortunate enough to have a drink with you?"

The Immeasurable Holy Son smiled slightly, "That's exactly what I mean. ”

After that, I saw Yao Yiran's body swept and entered the pavilion.

"The two Holy Sons are gathered together, I wonder what kind of characters will appear tonight besides them?"

Everyone discussed, and many outstanding children of the Holy Land and the Ancient Martial Family stepped forward to meet each other, and said politely, but no one dared to stay for a long time.

The reason is very simple, unless it is the arrival of a genius at the level of the Holy Son, otherwise in the pavilion, I am afraid that no one dares to approach too much, because of the difference in status, everyone is naturally interested.

"Liu Qingfeng is also here, the outstanding genius in the younger generation of the Qingwu League, he has no background, the Liu family is just an ordinary Xiuzhen family, but it is really rare to have a figure like him who can be compared to the Holy Son. ”

In the distance, a man in brocade walked slowly, his face was flat, there were not too many fluctuations, and in his deep eyes, there seemed to be essence shining, and he saw the immeasurable Holy Son and Yao Yiran in the pavilion at a glance.

"This person is extremely talented, and his strength dares to compete with the Holy Son, but it's a pity that the Liu family is too weak and can't give him too many cultivation resources, otherwise Liu Qingfeng's strength will definitely be able to go further. ”

"I heard that as early as a few years ago, there was a holy land that wanted to woo him, although he could not be canonized as a holy son, but he promised to give him the treatment of a holy son, but in the end he was rejected by Liu Qingfeng. ”

In recent years, Liu Qingfeng has become famous, and I heard that two holy sons have come to challenge him, but in the end they all failed and returned. ”

In the midst of everyone's discussions, Liu Qingfeng walked towards the pavilion, and finally sat down, the three of them laughed and talked, although it was the first time they met, but in this situation, they were like close friends who had known each other for many years.

There have been no major events in the Qingwu League in recent years, and the Holy Land and the Ancient Martial Family are developing in a low-key manner, although many of them have fought against the geniuses of the younger generation, but they are basically friendly battles and have never hurt people's lives.

This is also the reason why the three Saint Son-level geniuses at this moment, after meeting, can still sit together so calmly.

"I have to say that the pride of the younger generation of the Qingwu League is indeed much stronger than the Xuanwu League as a whole, and these three people alone may have the strength of Leng Yun, the Holy Son of Tianwu. ”

In the crowd, Mo Wuchen's eyes narrowed, and in the three of them, he could feel a dangerous aura.

The younger generation can make him feel this way, except for the Xuan Emperor and Ziyue who met at the birthday banquet of the Xuan Saint Emperor in the past, there are only a few real top figures such as the Tianwu Holy Son.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the sky was clear, and there was a big battle under the night, and the momentum that erupted in the confrontation was pale.

When everyone looked at each other, they saw two figures fighting each other under the moon, and they fought all the way, and in an instant they descended on the sky above this Lake of Enlightenment.

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