A bolt of wild thunder flashed in front of Qiankun Patriarch.
Almost in the next moment, the ancestor of Qiankun was about to be submerged in the lightning.
But the next moment.
That crazy thunder disappeared in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, the figure of Qiankun Patriarch disappeared.
'boom--'
There was a loud sound.
This was followed by a huge vibration from the Longmen Hall.
Zheng Shuang completely disappeared from the spot. Ancestor Qiankun blocked his neck with one hand and pressed him against the wall of the Longmen Hall. The wall his back was leaning on was broken into pieces like a spider web. Zheng Shuang was bleeding from all his orifices and was in a miserable state.
People are sluggish there.
Ancestor Qiankun held Zheng Shuang's neck with one hand and said calmly, "How dare an ant be so arrogant?"
"Ahem..." Zheng Shuang coughed up blood, her eyes were bleeding, and her pupils were filled with horror.
He didn't expect that this old guy who followed Ji Ziqing would be so tyrannical!
He didn't react at all to the opponent's attack!
"Senior Brother Zheng Shuang!"
It was also at this time that the man and woman who followed Zheng Shuang realized what they were doing, and their faces turned extremely pale.
"senior!"
Ji Ziqing reacted and shouted in a low voice.
Although she and the people behind Zheng Shuang didn't deal with each other, they didn't go to the stage of taking action yet.
After all, there is a clear rule in Fukong Mountain, which prohibits killing members of the same sect unless in a specific place.
Ancestor Qiankun ignored Ji Ziqing.
Ji Ziqing could only look at Ye Xuan for help.
Ye Xuan looked indifferent, as if he didn't see it.
"Who dares to take action in my Longmen Hall?!"
At this time, in the inner hall of Longmen Hall, a deep shout was heard, accompanied by strong winds.
The next moment, an old man in gray robe appeared out of thin air in the hall, with his hands behind his back, and his ravaged old face was full of majesty.
"Elder Hu."
Ji Ziqing saw the old man in gray robe appeared and stepped forward to salute.
"It turns out that Miss Ziqing is back." Seeing Ji Ziqing, the old man Hu Wenyuan showed a smile, but then he looked at the Qiankun Patriarch aside, his eyes became cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, it is too arrogant to act wild in my floating mountain.
A little more."
"Elder Hu, they just had some quarrels, not any major conflicts." Ji Ziqing said.
While speaking, Ji Ziqing glanced at Zheng Shuang coldly.
Zheng Shuang, who was held in the hand of Qiankun Ancestor, felt Ji Ziqing's gaze, her eyes were cold, but she did not refute.
Because both he and Ji Ziqing knew that no one could break the rules of Fukong Mountain.
If it really gets serious, he won't be able to eat and walk around anymore.
"Since this is a quarrel, why are you still standing there?" Hu Wenyuan snorted coldly. These little guys are really not worrying at all.
"Senior..." Zheng Shuang looked at the ancestor of Qiankun and spoke with some difficulty.
Ancestor Qiankun grinned, let go of Zheng Shuang, and said with a smile: "Today is a happy day for my mistress to join Fukong Mountain. Ancestor, I will spare your life first."
If he hadn't considered this situation, Patriarch Qiankun wouldn't mind tearing this kid into pieces.
After saying this, Patriarch Qiankun retreated behind Ye Xuan, as if nothing happened.
On the other hand, Qiao Xinyu and Yun Daoli had solemn expressions in their eyes.
At that moment, Patriarch Qiankun took action, but even the two of them were a little unable to react.
This shows that the strength of this old senior is still above them!
"Ahem..."
Zheng Shuang fell to the ground in embarrassment. He silently packed up everything and returned to the man and woman.
"They are all here for assessment, right?"
Hu Wenyuan then spoke.
"Bai Sheng, the successor of Feiyu Temple, and Li Feifei, the successor of Qingyun Sect." Zheng Shuang said slowly.
A man and a woman beside Zheng Shuang came out.
The man was wearing a white shirt and looked to be in his early twenties. There was a black flying fish printed on the back of the robe.
This person is Baisheng Feiyuji.
The other one, wearing a pink dress, is quirky, about eighteen years old, and is a little nervous at the moment.
Qingyun teaches Li Feifei.
Feiyu Temple and Qingyun Sect are both major sects in the Beiming Sea of Daozhou. Although they are not as huge as Ziwei Holy Land, they are still ancient overlords that have been passed down for a long time.
Looking at these two people, they must be descendants of Feiyu Temple and Qingyun Sect.
"Princess of the Emperor's Immortal Sect, Zhou Youwei, heir to the Immortal King's Palace." Ji Ziqing spoke softly and motioned for Zhou Youwei to come out.
"Um?"
Ji Ziqing's words immediately attracted the attention of Hu Wenyuan, Zheng Shuang and others.
Princess of the Emperor's Immortal Sect, this prefix is nothing.
The descendant of the Immortal King's Palace!
Several people looked at Zhou Youwei who was stepping out of the queue, unable to hide their surprise.
Not to mention her qualifications, Zhou Youwei's appearance alone surprised them.
beautiful!
so gorgeous.
Dressed in white clothes like snow, with lotus steps and fluttering skirts, she is like a fairy from Lingbo. She is holy and flawless, clear and moving. Her black hair is spread out, and she has an aura of being out of the world, not like the fireworks of the world.
Under the willow eyebrows, a pair of eyes are covered with water mist, and the icy blue pupils are like two rounds of ice. At a glance, it seems as if they are about to be frozen, but it still makes people's hearts move.
She has a straight nose and beautiful red lips.
There is a smile on the corner of her lips, and her beautiful face is enough to take people's breath away.
There is also a sword mark between his eyebrows, adding an alternative beauty to it.
This made Li Feifei, the successor of Qingyun Sect, feeling a little ashamed of herself.
In front of this fairy, she felt like an ordinary woman in the world, not worth mentioning.
An inexplicable feeling of jealousy emerged in my heart.
But when she thought of the prefix 'Heir of the Immortal King's Palace', Li Feifei became discouraged again.
It seems that nothing can compare to others...
"I've met senior."
Zhou Youwei spoke softly and bowed to Hu Wenyuan.
"Okay!" Hu Wenyuan nodded and showed a kind smile.
He did not expect that Ji Ziqing could actually find all the descendants of the Immortal King Palace.
"What about them?"
Hu Wenyuan's eyes fell on Ye Xuan, Qiao Xinyu and Yun Daoli.
He could feel that these people were also very powerful characters.
"Floating Mountain cannot accept me." Ye Xuan smiled lightly.
The smile on Hu Wenyuan's face suddenly froze.
Zheng Shuang, who was standing next to him, narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly: "What an arrogant person. There is no one in this state that I can't accept in Fukong Mountain. You are not afraid of your big words."
Ancestor Qiankun glanced at Zheng Shuang and said calmly: "Why, your muscles and bones haven't moved yet?"
"You!?" Zheng Shuang's eyes darkened and she had no words to retort, so she could only snort and give up.
"Elder Hu, he is Miss Zhou's husband Ye Xuan. He is here to see Miss Zhou off." Ji Ziqing said softly.
"Send it off?" Hu Wenyuan frowned, a flash of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and his tone became colder: "Floating Mountain never allows outsiders to set foot on it. Miss Zi Qing should understand this rule better than I do."
"I will explain this matter to my father in person." Ji Ziqing said seriously.
"Explanation? Do you still need to explain? It is a death penalty for outsiders to set foot on Floating Sky Mountain." Zheng Shuang said with a strange tone.