Nine Turning Stars

"Well, Mo'er, if nothing goes wrong with you and Beast Chi at this exchange meeting, you will definitely win the championship. Then you will enter Xuantianzong and become an elite disciple. Go to the treasure house of Xuantianzong and get back the artifact of my Tianmozong. Heavenly Demon Sword! It is enough to make your journey less obstructed in the future, our Heavenly Demon Sect has not produced an existence that would make the powerhouses of the Xuantian Continent tremble for a long time!!" The old man's voice was extremely gentle, but the aura exuding from his whole body made people feel chills down the spine.

There was a cold light in the gloomy young man's eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Grandpa, the champion, Mo'er will definitely get it!"

At dawn the next day, the sound of a vast ancient bell reverberated over the entire Xuanlin Sect. Countless young disciples who closed their eyes and cultivated opened their eyes at the same time, with fighting spirit in their eyes. Go to the huge empty flat on the right of Lin Zong.

The sound of the ancient bell echoed in the sky, layer upon layer, and lasted for a long time. Long Tian slowly opened his eyes and sighed slightly. He was only one step away from the sixth form of the original sword, only one step away! !Long Tian felt a little anxious in his heart. The importance of the champion of this exchange conference made Long Tian have to pay attention to it. He glanced into the room and found that "Ouyang Yin'er" had opened his eyes, staring at him coldly and with a hint of expectation. , Long Tian hid his inner anxiety, grinned and said: "Let's go!"

"Ouyang Yin'er" nodded, and the two left the room.

Walking on the avenue of Xuanlinzong, the air at dawn is the clearest, and the thick profound energy rushes towards him. Long Tian took a deep breath, watching the young disciples coming and going and quickly gathering to the right, his heart boiled a little. His eyes were burning with fighting intent.

Many young people walking towards Kongping noticed the peerless beauty "Ouyang Yin'er", their eyes flickered with amazement and fascination, and they looked at Long Tian with inexplicable hostility.

Long Tian and Long Tian had just walked onto the avenue, and a handsome young man in gorgeous silk came out from a house next to the avenue, closed the door and raised his head, just in time to look at the side of "Ouyang Yin'er", his pupils shrank, and he was amazed. The color flashed by, the eyelids drooped slightly, the eyes were deep in thought, and he murmured in a voice that he could only hear: "If I can get such a beauty, I, Gu Tianyang..."

When Long Tian and the two came to the huge empty space, the empty space was already full of young disciples. Long Tian was tall and slender, and he stood out from the crowd with a feeling of standing out from the crowd. He looked at the empty space with his eyes. , found that there were ten arenas about [-] meters in size and one meter high in the middle of the empty plaza. Long Tian knew that this was the place where the exchange conference was held, and the champion of this exchange conference was born from it.On the side of the empty flat next to the mountain, a large open space was reclaimed on the cliff. Several old people in purple clothes sat cross-legged here. Long Tian felt the suffocating breath coming from these old people.

The crowd was dense and crowded, but within one meter of "Ouyang Yin'er" and Long Tian, ​​there were no other disciples. Long Tian shook his head helplessly in his heart, feeling the murderous eyes around him, Long Tian couldn't help but roll his eyes. The frosty "Ouyang Yin'er", Long Tian discovered that at this time, "Ouyang Yin'er" had returned to the usual coldness of being rejected thousands of miles away when outsiders were around. Don't dare to blaspheme.

"Ouyang Yin'er" turned her head slightly and stared at her own Long Tian, ​​the coldness in her eyes became less cold, and then, her eyes looked at the reclaimed empty meadow on the cliff, and a flash of light flashed in her eyes.

When the sky turned pale, the disciples of each sect found their own sect's place, and the chaotic scene became orderly. They have different shapes, and all of them have the supreme majesty on their faces.

A middle-aged man in purple slowly floated up from the empty platform on the cliff, walked in the air, looked around the densely packed disciples on the ground, and said loudly: "The 310th eighth exchange event of Xuantian Continent once in a hundred years It will be held in the Xuanlin Sect, which is Lin De, the suzerain of the Xuanlin Sect."

The voice of Lin De, the suzerain of Xuanlin Sect, suddenly stopped, his eyes swept around, and below, the disciple of Xuanlin Sect let out a loud cry.The disciples of the Xuanlin Sect clenched their fists and looked excitedly at Lin De in the air. Lin De was not tall, but his figure was an unattainable existence in the hearts of every Xuanlin Sect disciple.

The eyes of the disciples of the other sects are also extremely awed and fiery.

"A total of 730 sects participated in this Xuantian Continent exchange event, which can be said to have brought together the top powerhouses of the young generation in the entire Xuantian Continent. There were nearly [-] participating disciples. The top ten of this exchange event..." Lin De's voice He froze suddenly, and looked at the disciple below with a smile in his eyes.

Sure enough, all the disciples held their breaths. This time they came to the exchange event to fight for the reputation of their sect, and more importantly, they came here for the rewards of the exchange event.The disciples stared closely at Lin De's body one by one, their eyes gradually trembling.

On the cliff, a fairy-like old man in purple with white hair all over his head smiled calmly and said, "This sect thought that Lin De didn't know anything other than refining weapons, but I didn't expect to ignite the loopholes of the disciples." *point…"

"Qing Daozi, you underestimate Linde too much! Although Linde has been obsessed with refining weapons over the years, the status of the Xuanlin Sect has risen, and it looms above your Xuanhuang Sect." A sturdy middle-aged man laughed wildly.In the tiger's eyes, there is a gleam of wisdom. There is a piece of purple-gold land printed on the chest of this sturdy middle-aged man, but his identity is shocking. His appearance cannot be associated with his identity at all. !

"Jie Jie, Changli kid, are you indirectly saying that your Xuandi sect is good enough to be above the Xuanhuang sect?" A thin old man in purple stared at Yan Changli with a gloomy face, and sneered.

Yan Changli, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, rolled his eyes at the thin old man, and said with a sneer, "My Xuandi Sect has not yet reached that level, but, Xiumo, haven't you been trying to challenge Xuanhuangzong all these years?"

The thin old man froze, staring at Yan Changli with gloomy eyes, but he didn't say anything.

"Okay, this is a grand exchange event, so don't bring disputes between sects here!" A middle-aged man in a purple shirt with a small purple sword printed on his chest came out to smooth things over.

"Cang Jian, Jian Chen, the No. 1 youth of your Jian Qi sect this time, is in awe of my Jian Zhen sect disciples!" An old man with a small sword that had not been unsheathed printed on his purple clothes said coldly. Staring at Cang Jian, he said coldly.

Cang Jian rolled his eyes at the old man, and said in a low voice: "Really? Zhenxuanzi, your Jianzhen sect lost to my Jianqi sect last time, and it's still the same this time!"

The old man sneered, but did not answer.