It is worth mentioning that the Seven Eight Emperors of Zi Chen's death were still kept in the dark, thinking that her incompetent son was happy no matter where to go.

Because the monks of the Lianhua clan rarely go out, they have no habit of leaving their natal soul cards.

The Seven-Minister Emperor and Empress don’t know that her son is dead now.

The news of the competition for marriage was a sensation. According to the request of Emperor Xuelan, the arena was placed in the square outside Tianxiang Palace.

On the last day of the month, the competition for marriage officially began, and was organized by many elders of the Lianhua clan.

The martial arts competition is only for monks of the Lianhua clan, and the age of the monk must not exceed 5,000 years old.

Looking at the entire Lianhua clan, there are no monks in the Void Refining Stage under 5,000 years old.

The youngest elder in the clan is tens of thousands of years old, so this martial arts competition is a competition among the monks in the God Transformation Stage.

A huge arena was placed in the square outside Tianxiang Palace, and several layers of powerful restrictions were laid to prevent the terrain from being destroyed during the battle.

The square is large enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.

Before dawn, a large number of monks from the Lianhua clan had already arrived.

Xiaodie and Lan Xianer also arrived at the square early.

As soon as the two princesses appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of a large number of young disciples.

Xiaodie is wearing an emerald green dress, pure and elegant.

Lan Xian'er has simple and elegant makeup, dignified and gentle.

"I've seen the princess!" The disciples of the Lianhua clan bowed to the two princesses one after another.

Xiaodie chuckled and said, "Don't be too polite for everyone."

Today's martial arts competition is related to Sister Xian'er's lifelong happiness. Xiaodie looks forward to everyone's performance.

"Yes, princess.

"The elite children of the Lianhua clan responded one after another.

Many male monks looked at Lan Xian'er secretly, holding a little fantasy in their hearts.

Lan Xian'er has an excellent appearance and temperament. Looking at the entire ancient spiritual world, if you want to find such a beautiful and dreamy goddess, you probably can't find many.

Even many monks in the God Transformation Stage started to whisper.

"Martial arts competition to attract brides, Princess Xian'er is really approachable!" "Princess Xian'er is so beautiful. If I could marry such a beautiful wife, I would be willing to live for ten years later!" "Damn it, Princess Xian'er is as holy as the Nine Heavens Fairy, and you can touch it?" "Oh, my level cultivator is probably hopeless. This competition to attract brides is mostly a battle between cultivators in the late stage of the God Transformation.

"After a while, Zi Feng was also present.

Zifeng is majestic and full of energy, and he is in a particularly good mood today.

In order to leave the best impression on Lan Xian'er, Zi Feng even specially made an ancient style, taking the decadent route, and his melancholy eyes looked boring! As soon as he appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of countless female cultivators of the Flower Tribe.

"Wow, it's Prince Zifeng!" "The prince is so handsome today!" "I won't marry Prince Zifeng in this life!" "I'll come, you don't look in the mirror to see what you look like, a silly girl..." "Oh, Prince Zifeng seems to have been in love with Princess Xian'er, just let's take a look.

"Countless female cultivators of the Flower Tribe were talking about it.

Zi Feng's eyes locked at Lan Xian'er in the first row of the stands, strode over, clasped his fists slightly at Lan Xian'er, and a strange spirit flashed in his eyes: "I haven't seen each other for a month, Miss Xian'er is becoming more and more beautiful as a fairy."

"Lan Xian'er shook her head calmly: "The prince was joking.

"Zi Feng showed a trace of self-deprecating evil smile: "Everything is all in vain, Miss Xian'er should watch this prince's amazing performance well.

"After saying that, Zifeng left confidently.

Unexpectedly, he happened to run into Shen Lang.

Zi Feng's face turned dark and he said contemptuously: "Tsk tsk, isn't this fellow Taoist Chen? Could it be that you also want to participate in the martial arts competition to recruit brides?" Shen Lang didn't want to pay attention to Zi Feng, but when he saw him asking this, he simply sneered: "Everyone is each other."

"Zi Feng looked disdainful and sneered: "Fellow Daoist Chen, you have just joined the My Living Flower Clan, and you may not know that the monks of the My Living Flower Clan are relatively strong.

With a compassionate heart, Zi advises you, a mid-stage monk in the God Transformation stage, not to get involved in this level of competition, so as not to suffer unnecessary serious pain.

"Haha, the prince doesn't have to worry about this.

It is best for the prince to be prepared. If you are beaten and unable to take care of yourself, you will be embarrassed.

"Shen Lang sneered.

"You!" Zi Fengqi's face turned pale and he walked away with his hands.

He was too lazy to talk to Shen Lang, as that would only damage his noble identity.

Zifeng has decided that if Shen Lang dares to come on stage later, he promises to teach this turtle a lesson! In order to avoid suspicion, Shen Lang did not come forward to say hello to Xiaodie Lan Xian'er, and casually found a seat behind the square to sit down, closed his eyes and rested.

The sun had risen, and all the hundreds of elders of the Refining Void Stage in the Lianhua Clan outside the square were present, and a large number of elite disciples of the God Transformation Stage were present, sitting in their seats in an orderly manner.

Soon, the square was surrounded by crowds, with hundreds of thousands of people gathering.

There are hundreds of large mahogany chairs in front of them, sitting with elders and elders in the clan.

This competition was held in great grand manner.

It is the only event among the Lianhua clan since the last attack of the ferocious insects.

The person who hosted the martial arts competition to attract brides was the great elder of the Lianhua clan in the late stage of the refining of the Xu.

The great elder, Jiang Long, was the most important confidant of Emperor Xuelan. He was as handsome as middle-aged and calm and experienced.

Seeing that the time was almost over, the great elder Jiang Long walked onto the arena and whispered: "Today's martial arts competition, Princess Naixian'er specially set up to select the Ruyi Guy. All young handsome men of the Lianhua clan can go on stage to compete.

The winner in the end is the prince consort of the Lianhua clan, and he can also get the heavy prize given by Emperor Xuelan!" The figure of the Emperor Qiji appeared in the distance, standing in the void with his hands behind his back, with a hint of mocking on his lips: "Hmph, that bitch Xuelan is still conscious of the current affairs.

"The body of Emperor Xuelan is ill and cannot come to show up in person, so the elder is the abbot.

The rules of the ring battle are as follows..." After the great elder finished speaking the rules, Lan Xian'er also walked onto the ring and said something.

"Xian'er has been martial since she was a child and only wanted to marry a powerful monk, so she wanted to use martial arts competition to pick up her favorite male cultivator.

Fair competition, I hope you can do your best.

"Lan Xian'er bowed slightly and bowed to the monks in the audience like a jasper in the small family.

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience started shouting.

The Great Elder announced that the arena battle has officially begun.

Zi Feng was the first to fly out of the crowd, with extraordinary momentum and also posed a gymnast-like movement in the air. He rotated backflip with a 360-degree rotation and landed on the ring handsomely.

This caused the female cultivators to cheer.

Seeing that the first appearance was Prince Zifeng, the whole audience was in a state of chaos.

"To be honest, I'll tell you about your relatives and friends in the same clan. Zi has always been in love with Princess Xian'er. I will fight this martial arts competition. If you have any princess Xian'er among your peers, you can compete with Zi on stage.

"Zi Feng clasped his fists at the monk off the field, and he looked quite arrogant.
Chapter completed!