Man Man Xian Tu

Chapter 93 The Seven Great Sects Gather
These people are very excited, and they all look forward to being able to join any sect.

The disciples of Ziyun Palace, Taiyi Pavilion, Qinglan Sect and Tianxing Building all landed on this Tianyuan Square.

After they landed, they all stood still in place, waiting for the start of the assessment.

Not long after, a white shadow flickered, and another group of people appeared here.

The group of people who appeared this time were wearing snow-white robes. These people were the immortal cultivators of Xiaoyao Palace.

The Xiaoyao Palace is responsible for presiding over the assessment of the recruitment of disciples, and it is Xiaoyaozi.

Xiaoyaozi is a grey-haired man with benign eyebrows and kind eyes. He is wearing a gray robe with thin cheeks and raised cheekbones. His face looks like a monkey's butt, which is very scary.

However, Xiaoyaozi's eyes are piercing, as if he can see everything.

Surrounded by a group of disciples from Xiaoyao Palace, Xiaoyaozi slowly flew down from the sky.

Xiaoyaozi said with a smile while falling: "Hahahahaha, I thought we were the last ones to arrive late, but I didn't expect someone to come later than us!"

As soon as the words fell, a voice sounded: "Do you think everyone is like your Xiaoyao Palace, you are late every time!"

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man who looked to be about 50 or [-] years old. His face was full of arrogance, and his eyes swept across many disciples of Xiaoyao Palace. His eyes were full of disdain, as if He didn't pay attention to these Xiaoyao Palace disciples.

All the disciples of Xiaoyao Palace suddenly changed their colors, with angry looks on their faces, looking like they were about to explode.

When Xiaoyaozi heard the words, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes immediately, he snorted coldly, and said with a sneer: "What about our Xiaoyao Palace, it doesn't need you Qinglan Sect to take care of it, just take care of yourself. It's not your turn to point fingers!"

Xiaoyaozi's tone was full of sarcasm.

The faces of many disciples of the Qinglan Sect were ashen.

People from the two sects of Qinglan Sect and Xiaoyao Palace do not like each other. The disciples of the two sects will choke when they meet. The disciples of the two sects often fight endlessly. Lots of feuds.

"Hahahahaha, what good show did the old man miss?"

At this time, suddenly, a hearty and hearty laughter spread across the world, and then, a white flying boat flew from a distance, and in a blink of an eye, this white flying boat descended on the crowd, and then , On the flying boat, a dozen or so people got off, all of them were dressed in green shirts, with a mighty demeanor, they looked quite extraordinary.

The elder at the head is Yang Qianqiu, the great elder of Xuantianmen, and the disciples of Xuantianmen who follow behind him are also elite disciples of Xuantianmen.

"Hahahahaha, the poor monk didn't come too late!"

At this time, another vigorous and powerful laughter resounded through the sky, a white light flickered, and a huge gourd flew out from the void. On the gourd stood some monks wearing yellow robes and shaved heads. , These monks are all tall and powerful, with a strong spiritual power fluctuation on their bodies. These people are all Buddhist disciples.

The monk headed by him is Master Qinglian of Qinglong Mountain.

This time, the people from the seven major sects were all present.

"Master Qinglian is here too, hahahahaha!"

(End of this chapter)