The Southern Xinjiang Divine Continent suddenly became lively, especially the Ji clan.

This is because the eighth generation ancestor of the Ji clan is celebrating his 5,000th birthday and has invited all the major monks in southern Xinjiang!

Jian Shen Hong Yuan, who lives in Luo Ying City, also received such an invitation letter, and he was among the first batch, so he attached great importance to it.

Originally, Hong Yuan didn't want to attend in person, he just wanted to get a gift.

But the Ji clan valued him so much that he was too embarrassed to refuse.

To a certain extent, his previous impressive achievements in the Sea of ​​Clouds battlefield in the Eastern Wilderness Continent have not been ignored.

"Qing Lang, do you think it's appropriate for me to wear this blue palace dress?"

Butterfly Sword Martial Saint was wearing a beautiful dress and turned around gently in front of Hong Yuan. She looked beautiful instantly.

She blinked her bright eyes and asked Hong Yuan.

"It's beautiful. Li Min is the most beautiful." Hong Yuan nodded with a smile.

But Butterfly Sword Martial Saint stood there thinking for a moment, and then continued to choose a dress.

After a while, she wore a purple skirt and asked Hong Yuan if it looked good. Hong Yuan still nodded patiently.

However, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint still continued to choose dresses...

Ji clan inner city.

The inner city is very vast and has various terrains.

There are purple bamboo forests, lakes and magnificent palaces.

now.

On the shore of a beautiful lake, the scenery is picturesque, with weeping willows like smoke, sacred trees crystal clear, flowers blooming, petals like rain, and fragrance bursting.

Several young saints of the Ji tribe were walking here and talking to each other.

"Sister Qingshang, will Jiang Yi also attend this grand banquet of our ancestors? He is just a useless son-in-law, and he has delayed Sister Qingying's future for nothing!"

"That's right. Originally, Sister Qingying could be called Shuangfeng together with Sister Limin, but because of this waste Jiang Yi, Sister Qingying's reputation plummeted, and her cultivation level stopped at the level of a sixth-level martial saint. It's really

I'm furious."

"Oh, I can only say that Sister Qingying was harmed by Uncle Zhong. How old is she? And she still wants to marry her with her fingertips."

"It would be great if Sister Qingying broke off the engagement. However, this is also Jiang Yi's problem. He is just a warrior, why doesn't he know how to advance and retreat?"

"Stop talking. The more you talk, the angrier you get. If Jiang Yi was half as good as Bo Qing, I wouldn't be so angry!"

Ji Qingshang couldn't help but clenched his fists as he listened to the words of his partner beside him.

Especially after hearing the comparison between Bo Qing and Jiang Yi, the anger in her heart became even more intense.

In her opinion, if her sister Qingying is not implicated by Jiang Yi, then even if she cannot catch up with the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, she will not fall too far behind.

Not long after, a handsome and mighty man came towards them.

This person's name is Ye Zhihai, he is the direct son of the Ye clan of the four major families in southern Xinjiang, and he is a seventh-level martial saint.

His entire body was filled with thunderous light, and his hair was all sparkling, intimidating his peers in southern Xinjiang, like the sun was shining brightly in the sky.

The most important thing is that he and Hua Qingying have a bad relationship!

"Sister Qingshang..." Martial Saint Zhihai looked at her with a smile on her face, which made people feel like they were taking a breath of spring breeze.

When Ji Qingshang looked at Zhihai Martial Saint, his resentment towards Jiang Yi became even deeper.

Now the ancestor's birthday banquet is not a stage for their younger generation to compete?

Once her sister Qingying lags behind again, let alone catch up to the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, she may be surpassed by the younger generation.

And all of this was caused by Jiang Yi, the useless son-in-law.

"Damn Jiang Yi, not only is it a drag on Sister Qingying's practice, but he is also a waste. It really pisses me off!!!"

…

That night.

The fifth thousand birthday celebration for the eighth generation ancestor of the Ji clan has begun. Luoying City is extremely lively. Heroes from all walks of life are visiting and heroes are gathering together.

Five thousand years old, let alone the human race, is extremely rare. Even among the demon race, it is extremely rare for a long-lived old man to live long.

This is a true antique quasi-emperor, the heritage of the human race!

"Fifth thousand birthday, haha..." Hong Yuan smiled slightly.

At the end of the sea of ​​clouds, palaces and palaces rise, and there are also jade towers floating in the air, just like a fairyland.

One after another, great practitioners came by boat and became very famous. This reminded Hong Yuan of attending the meeting in the legendary Yaochi.

"The Western Desert Tribulation Monk comes to visit."

"The thunder god of the Ye tribe in southern Xinjiang is coming."

"The Black Gold King of the North Plains Gold Family has arrived."

…

Big shots appeared one after another, the scene was huge, and all kinds of divine chariots were shimmering with glow.

Even the ferocious beasts that pull the cart are descendants of dragons, dragons, and phoenix birds, which is very extraordinary.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The juniors of the Ji clan raised their heads and looked up, following the martial arts examples on their way to practice, and verifying their own Tao and Dharma.

Gradually, when the name of Hongyuan Sword was heard, the juniors of the Ji clan became noisy.

"The Lord Jiaojian of Donghuang Academy has arrived!"

Hong Yuan wore a blue robe and stepped on a water-blue stegosaurus, appearing calmly.

Although his appearance was extremely gentle, the juniors of the Ji clan couldn't help themselves, and they were all extremely excited.

Because they know what kind of horrific achievements this water-blue sword dragon has caused in the sea of ​​clouds battlefield, and how many saints have been hated by them.

"It's unbelievable. Is that Senior Bo Qing? Isn't it rumored that he is in seclusion to recuperate? I didn't expect that he looks full of energy now." The junior Yuki clan exclaimed.

"I, as a sword cultivator, should do this. I must, absolutely, must. One day, I will also be famous throughout the five continents!" A swordsman held the sword tightly in his hand, and his heart was filled with ups and downs.

"Oh, comparing people to each other is so irritating. Jiang Yi, why do you have the nerve to be so calm? Can't you learn from Bo Qing? You are so shameless!" Ji Qingshang glanced at Jiang Yi behind him,

My teeth were itching with anger.

At this moment, Jiang Yi, the famous good-for-nothing son-in-law of the Ji clan, was picking up a fairy fruit in the corner and eating it, looking at the Hong Yuan sword with solemn eyes.

As for the cold looks beside him, he didn't care at all, he only saw Hong Yuan's sword.

"A lotus in the eternal blue sky..."

"The seventh-level body fights the eighth-level overhaul..."

"You are worthy of being the master of Dream Seed. Come to think of it, you are the protector of the Tao!"

Jiang Yi took a bite of the pulp, and the clear color in his eyes instantly dissipated, returning to a look of dementia.

After Hong Yuan entered the hall, he felt something in his heart and glanced in Jiang Yi's direction.

"Good-for-nothing son-in-law? I knew this five-thousand-year birthday banquet would not be that simple, tsk tsk." Hong Yuan laughed in his heart, "I'm afraid some old monster must have rebuilt it."

But soon, Hong Yuan put away his gaze and ignored him.

No matter how strong he is, can he be as strong as his immortal martial arts?
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