"what……"

The man stepped into the darkness for a moment, and a scream came out. He saw the rolling black fog, and the figure that stepped into it reappeared, but it fell directly toward the water of the Xiangjiang River.

The dragon's scorpion came out, only to see a dragon on the surface of the water rising from the sky, directly swallowed the body of the person, swallowed into the belly.

"What is going on!" The heart of the crowd suddenly trembled and died? The man, even the qualifications that entered the **** circle, were eroded by the black fog, and then swallowed directly, so terrible.

"If you don't receive the invitation letter, don't try it. There are strong talented young people. I don't have any leaks. As for others who want to enter the poison that the dragons spit out, they are looking for a dead end."

The ethereal and indifferent voice came out again, and it made people feel that the young people who had been swallowed had never received an invitation letter and wanted to mix in it, but they did not want to lose their lives.

"In addition, Xueyue Junjie, who received the invitation letter, reported his name and stepped into the darkness in a musk time."

"Poisonous, the original black fog around the circle is poisonous." The crowd trembled, he said, there are people who have strength, one is not leaking, so confident.

At this time, there were two figures volleying out, all very young, a man and a woman, men handsome, beautiful women, people can not help but sigh, but the bad thing is that the temperament of both people is too proud Some more.

I saw the young man's gaze glance at the crowd, and indifferently spit out a voice: "Hurry up, don't waste my time."

"Ok?"

Wasting his time?

This guy, really like his temperament, is so proud, as if he is a protagonist, others are just foiling, is wasting his time.

"Yandang Mountain, Ling's brothers and sisters." The voice once again stood out, and the young man said his name.

Yandang Mountain, Ling's brother and sister?

Many people have never heard of this name, revealing a confused look. These two people can be invited, obviously also belong to genius, but they don't even know.

And some older generations of people are looking at the micro-condensation, Yandang Mountain, should be the disciples of the next generation.

"After today, you will remember this name. Remember, my name is Ling Tian." The youth saw many people with a confused, unrecognized look and said proudly.

Immediately, the crowd saw Ling Tian directly stepping toward the rolling black mist. In the abrupt, hollow, under the moon, a beam of light burst out, fast and fast, and the eyes of the crowd could not keep up.

"Hey..." a whisper came out, and a ray of black mist actually appeared in a beam of light, as if it were a promenade, and Ling Tian’s footsteps stepped out and stepped directly into the circle along the beam. The speed is very fast.

"A very fast sword, and sure enough, there are some cards, no wonder he dares to be so proud!"

The crowd whispered in the heart, this person, called Ling Tian, ​​the first one stepped into the dark bondage.

At the moment when Ling Tian stepped into it, there was another figure volley. This person stopped and stopped. He stepped directly into the rolling black mist, and a figure in his mouth spit out.

"The imperial city of the former banned army commander, Qiong Qiong!"

At the same time as Qiongqiong stepped out of the footsteps, a shadow of the dragon appeared, trembled into the dark fog, swallowed the clouds, and Qiu Qiong’s footsteps crossed the body of the dragon into the dark bondage.

"Jilong, his martial arts, is the dragon!" The crowd looked condensed, the original Imperial City banned the army, the strength is strong, I don't know who he is stronger than Ling Tian.

After Qiongqiong also entered the black fog, among the voids, the three figures vacated at the same time and went away toward the rolling black fog.

The three men glanced at each other and then stepped away.

"Duogu, solitary night!" A voice of indifference came out, and it was a genius that directly released the three-dimensional terror of his own Xuanwujing and entered the dark fog.

"Yuyue Zong, Jiangshan." On the other person's body, a figure of a mountain emerged, making him the whole man like a mountain, and his body, also carrying the shadow of the mountain into the black fog, where it passed, black The fog was all suppressed.

"Luo Xia Zong, Luo Yuntian!" The rolling glow of the sun blooms, drowning the light of the black mist, and the shadows accompany the rolling glow and enter the black fog.

The three men, each showing their own means, easily entered the dark fog, each person is very young, is a young talent, a genius of the younger generation.

The crowd below is dazzled, and the snowy country is full of talents. Many people don’t even know it.

After that, some people continued to rely on their own magical means to step into the darkness and stand in the circle. There were people in the imperial city, disciples of the beasts, geniuses of the Gongqing family, and some people who had never heard of them before.

Not long after, the dark **** surrounded by black fog, there are already twenty-nine, twenty-nine, are the heroes of the Xueyue national generation, the highest talent group except the eight sons, and even Some people's talents may be higher than the eight sons.

It is a day of genius gathering. There are too many geniuses here. Compared with them, the crowds are not as good as they are, and they need to work hard to cultivate and improve their strength.

“Only twenty-nine people?” The time is approaching a musk, and the crowd secretly said in his heart.

"No, there are people who have not arrived, Lin Feng, he has not appeared yet."

Many people also remembered a name, Lin Feng.

The young genius who used the power of one's own efforts to obliterate the beasts of the four beasts and the five great mysterious deities, how could not have been invited, he did not appear.

Not only did the crowd notice, but those who wanted to kill Lin Feng also found this, Lin Feng, has not yet arrived.

In the direction of Xueyue Temple, Dapeng’s son Chu Zhanpeng’s eyes looked at the people of Tianyi College. He said indifferently: “Is it true that Tianyi College has sent people to attend this event? Where are the people? ”

The head of Tianyi College is the vice president Long Ding. I saw Long Ding’s indifferent sweep of Chu Zhanpeng’s eyes and did not speak. In fact, he did not know where Lin Feng is now. He would not bind Lin Feng and ask questions. Anything about Lin Feng, of course, Long Ding believes that Lin Feng will come.

"Tianyi College is not even a genius, or someone is afraid to participate in this genius event."

The irony in Chu Zhanpeng’s voice is very strong, and the verbal abuse is humiliating.

"Tianyi College is just a group of cowardly waste. It is a shame that there is no genius. It is impossible to call it a college compared with our holy house."

The crowds of the Snow Moon Shrine are smashing one by one, taking this opportunity to humiliate Tianyi.

"The Church of the Snow Moon Holy Court, called the geniuses of the great gates to gather together, wanting to build a strong force of the snowy month, but now, two years have passed, the snow moon holy house, the good and the bad, except that the old eight sons of the old Outside of a proud generation, there has never been a decent genius, and all of them are sinister generations who are only guilty, sad."

In the distance, a rolling voice came slowly, mixed with the sound of the flowing water of the Xiangjiang River, with a bit of indifference.

"Dang Sirius, you have no way to teach your son, and you will be a group of people who are naturally talented, and you will not be afraid to marry a group of people."

Hearing this voice, the pupils of this crowd are all condensed, and the people in the distance have already talked about it. These two sentences, no one in the Xueyue Temple, cultivated all the chickens and dogs. Sirius is incompetent. Not only does the teachings have no way to teach, but also the disciples cannot be taught. At the same time, they also insult the Dapeng sons and the falling snow sons of the eight sons. They are only two proud people.

The sound is not big, but it is very arrogant.

In the distance, the two leaves of bamboo rafts flow up the river, rowing in the Xiangjiang River, and there are three figures on the two leaves.

The person who moves the bamboo pole is a very young person. It seems to be only about sixteen, and his face is beautiful.

On the bamboo pole, there are still two figures sitting, one man and one woman, the man is handsome, his eyes are clean and clear, but he is as deep as the water of the Xiangjiang River.

The woman's gauze masked her face, and the moon shines on her body. She is like a fairy, and she is like a fairy. It is like a person in the painting, and should not appear in the world.

"Beautiful picture!"

The people in the crowd praised it with a sigh of relief. This artistic conception is so beautiful. It is not like a place of genius gathering with a strong killing. These three people seem to be the talents of the Xiangjiang River.

"Lin Feng!"

Many people's eyes fell on the young man sitting on the bamboo pole, and the pupil was condensed. The man was Lin Feng.

Ps: As usual, ask for flowers early in the morning!