Nine Stars Killer

"My name is Lengbing, you will call me sister Bing'er from now on, and I will call you Haier!"

Leng Bing likes this Haier very much. The big eyes look so good, it seems that nothing can be hidden from Haier's eyes, and she has long been treated as her own sister.

"Sister Binger, are you also the holy son of Tianling Academy?"

Haier didn't seem to understand anything. From childhood to adulthood, she never traveled far away. This was the first time she was so far away from home.

"Well, I am also the holy son of Tianling Academy!"

The two of them became more and more speculative, almost at the point where they said nothing. The elder closed his eyes and meditated. He had already closed his facial features. Ye Feng could only close his eyes and meditate, ignoring them.

"I didn't expect that you ran away from home for Brother Ye. It's really hard for you!"

Hearing what happened to Haier, I sighed coldly. Compared with Haier, Haier seemed to like Ye Feng more. He would rather abandon the identity of the noble princess. He traveled thousands of miles and was alone, and ran to the Southern China in order to find Ye Feng.

"It's not hard at all, it's much more fun outside than Persia!"

The Persian princess actually thought it was not hard work. All these years, people had taken care of her diet and daily life. The Persian princess had never been so free.

"Sister Binger, do you like Big Brother Ye too!"

Haier looked coldly with big eyes.

There was a cold panic. This Haier actually said such things in front of Ye Feng. He was ashamed. His cold face was flushed to his neck. He lowered his head and did not dare to speak. He glanced at Ye Feng and found that Ye Feng was still there. He closed his eyes and meditated, and ignored the two of them.

"What's the matter? In our Persian country, if you like someone, you have to say it out loud. I like Big Brother Ye, so I came to him all the way around. There is nothing wrong!"

This is the gap between the two sides, the national conditions are different, and the cold is completely defeated. This Haier speaks too directly, and the cold needs to adapt for a while.

Leng Bing quickly changed the subject and stopped talking about Ye Feng, but talked about some Southern China's customs, as well as the delicious and fun places in various places, Haier listened with gusto.

One day passed quickly, and some people continued to rush to the battlefield of true dragons. There were more and more powerful people. At least dozens of Divine Martial Realm rushed here.

The last day was very peaceful, even fewer and fewer people came out, waiting for the start of the Vientiane Ceremony.

In a tent in the distance, Xue Wei Yang's face was gloomy and terrifying. Opposite him, there were nine saints sitting. Except for Yumian Langjun, the expressions of the others were restrained.

"Jun'er, if you meet Ye Feng, you are sure to kill him!"

Xue Wei Yang asked Lang Jun very softly towards the jade face.

"Thirty percent!"

Yumian Langjun gave an answer. The other eight saints couldn't believe it. Even the big brother was only 30% sure to kill Ye Feng. Is this Ye Feng really terrifying?

"Thirty percent is quite a lot. If you are with Ye Feng, you must do everything possible to kill him!"

Xue Weiyang directly gave the order.

"Master, I haven't finished speaking yet!"

Xue Wei Yang is actually the master of Yumian Langjun.

"You said!"

For Yumian Langjun, Xue Weiyang even dotes on his own sons.

"I have a 30% chance, and my opponent has a 70% chance, so I advise the master to give up this grudge. I have found someone to calculate the origins of Ye Feng. His life experience is extremely mysterious, and he can't find a trace of heaven. This life is extremely lifelike. Hard, want to kill him, unless he can cut his destiny!"

Yumian Langjun’s words changed the complexion of the other saints. It is really rare to say such words from Yumian Langjun’s mouth, and what makes everyone puzzled is that Ye Feng has a 70% chance to kill Jade. Mian Langjun, this doesn't seem to be a word from his mouth.

Xue Weiyang frowned slightly. If someone else talked to him like this, it was probably a corpse. When he said it from the mouth of Yumian Langjun, Xue Weiyang must carefully consider it.

"Is there no other way?"

Of course Xue Wei Yang knew the abilities of Jade Mian Langjun, and he didn't doubt every word the Jade Mian Langjun said, but asked rhetorically.

"No, if the master is stubborn, it is very likely to cause a disaster, please think twice!"

After speaking, Yumian Langjun stood up, did not linger, and left the tent. There was no need to stay.

The other saints got up and left the tent, each meditating.

Xue Weiyang's face was uncertain, sometimes gritted his teeth with hatred, and sometimes sighed, not knowing how to choose.

"Ye Feng's children insulted my son, and publicly humiliated my University of Daluo, and even killed the son of the lord of Miluo, killed 13 ghost guards, plus Heiluo, and also used himself to spend a lot of resources to redeem the **** forest. , And just now, Han Cheng has been forced to death, these things put together, how can I let you go!"

After everyone left, Xue Weiyang said grimly and let out a series of sneers.

One day passed by in the blink of an eye, and finally ushered in the Vientiane Ceremony. At this time, no one was heading to the real dragon battlefield.

"Boom!"

When the sky was shining, the huge real dragon battlefield made a series of rumbling sounds, the ground began to shake, and there were waves of dragons.

"The Vientiane Ceremony is finally about to begin, let's get out soon!"

The great elder opened his eyes, his face showed a look of expectation.

All the holy sons appeared, Haier was also mixed into the holy son because she was alone. With her strength, compared with the holy son of Tianling Academy, it is estimated to be comparable to Leng Bing.

Looking at the eleven people, Sima Wushang looked solemn.

"Once the Grand Ceremony of Vientiane is opened, the fate of life and death is in your own hands. No one can intervene, not even us. Everything depends on you. Make good use of this opportunity. Only the top ten are eligible to enter the True Dragon Holy Land. , Get the true dragon heritage!"

Sima Wushang swept everyone with a solemn look.

The same is true for the eleven people, including Ye Feng, with a solemn expression. The Vientiane Grand Ceremony is once every ten years. Many people want to enter the True Dragon Sacred Land with a smashed head. Unfortunately, there are thousands of people and only a hundred places. It's very rare.

The ten true dragon platforms rose slowly, and a layer of light suddenly appeared, and there were countless seats in the distance, tens of thousands, but only a few thousand people came this time.

"It’s almost time. You all go to the True Dragon Platform and drop a drop of blood into the True Dragon Platform. At that time, the true dragon will drop the dragon mark by itself and fall on you. It will guide you to which True Dragon Platform to defeat. An opponent gets the dragon pattern on the opponent, and the same goes for failure. The more dragon patterns you get, the higher your ranking will be. Then the dragon pattern list will record your ranking."

Everyone heard it clearly. In front of the True Dragon Terrace, many talented disciples were already standing. Some were excited and some were nervous. Once they stepped into the True Dragon Terrace, they could not control life and death, because the True Dragon Terrace allowed killing.

In addition to Shanghai, eleven people walked into a real dragon platform, took out a dagger, and scratched their hands, dripping out a drop of blood, which was quickly absorbed by the real dragon platform.

An infernal force had contact with Ye Feng. Ye Feng seemed to have entered a strange scene. The surroundings became extremely hazy, and a golden light covered them all.

Suddenly, countless golden lights appeared, falling on everyone, and for a while, countless dragon patterns were entangled, and each person had ten dragon patterns with golden light.

The hazy feeling disappeared, and Ye Feng felt that he had contacted a certain true dragon platform. It seemed that that was where he was fighting. Only when he entered the top ten would he be eligible to enter the true dragon holy land.

The eleven each took a look, and they all seemed to be in contact with Zhenlongtai just like Ye Feng.

"Brother Ye, I'm True Dragon Platform No. 7!"

Said to Ye Feng coldly.

"I am number one!"

Ye Feng didn't hide it, Mingmingzhong himself was in contact with No. 1 True Dragon Platform.

"I am number five!"

The child felt very funny and said excitedly.

Others came up one after another. Zhang Wenqiang was lucky enough to be assigned to a group with Ye Feng, and it was also in the first ring. As for the others, there were also in the same group, and there were also separate groups.

"Good luck everyone!"

Everyone said at the same time, walking around together, there are a total of ten true dragon platforms, which are far apart, and each one has a radius of about a kilometer. For the strong, even 10,000 meters can be seen clearly.

A horrible aura appeared, all in the Divine Martial Realm, falling into the seat that had already appeared, looking at their own people, disciples... every face was filled with hope. Some people hope that their descendants can get good results and get The real dragon recognizes it, and some people bless the real dragon and protect their children from harm...

"Brother Sima!"

A middle-aged man walked over and gave Sima Wushang a punch.

"Brother Dugu, long time no see!"

Sima Wushang replied, the visitor was actually the patriarch of the Dugu family, Dugu Yijian, this time also brought several members of the clan.

"Let's go, let's sit there. It's been a long time since we haven't seen you, just to reminisce!"

The two seemed to have a very good relationship, and they said as they walked.

"Brother Dugu, your Dugu family has not participated in the Vientiane Ceremony for several sessions. Why did you suddenly participate this time!"

After the two sat down, Sima Wushang asked.

"You and I know that people don’t speak secret words, can’t you see that the pattern of Southern China is changing. My Dugu family is not concerned about the world, and I devote myself to practicing. Unfortunately, things have gone against my wishes. It is also involved, it seems impossible to be alone."

Dugu Yijian didn't hide it, his expression was very solemn.

"Yes, the pattern of Southern China is indeed changing. It is not only Southern China that is changing. Other major gods are also changing. It seems that the entire Shenwu Continent is changing. Every time the continent changes, there will be a **** storm. I'm afraid it will be difficult to take care of yourself by that time."

Sima Wushang has already discovered this problem, so he chose to retreat some time ago to deal with unexpected events.

"Don't talk about it, I heard that there is a genius disciple in your Tianling Academy. This time it seems that your Tianling Academy wants to shine!"

The two changed the subject.

According to the instructions of the real dragon, Ye Feng quickly walked to the first real dragon platform, and found that there were already a large number of young men around the real dragon platform, waiting for the real dragon's thoughts.

"Whizzing!"

Suddenly, two figures suddenly appeared on the No. 1 True Dragon Platform, and were guided by the true dragon, and the first round of confrontation appeared.