Chapter 951: The Xiao Clan's Feast!

"Is this the Xiao Clan's Martial City?"

"It's so magnificent!"

"Is that a word for Wu?" When entering Wucheng for the first time, many people were surprised.

It's hard to imagine that a city can be so magnificent, it's almost comparable to an ancient school.

Even that momentum is stronger than some ancient sects.

"But I don't know where Brother Xiao Yun is?" Xiao Linger's face was full of expectation, her heart was beating.

She was a little nervous.

I haven't seen my brother for so many years, will my brother still love her as much as before?

"Master Xuemen, rest here!" A king arranged the people from Xuetianmen in a VIP courtyard.

This courtyard is located on a mountain peak that connects the periphery of Wucheng with the core area. From the top of the mountain, you can look around many scenes in Wucheng.

There are many descendants of Xiao's Wucheng left here.

Just like Xiao Feng, Xiao Chengwu and others were sent here to communicate with the younger generations of various ethnic groups.

This grand event is also an opportunity to make friends with major forces.

"Do you know where Xiao Yun is?" As soon as she settled down, Xiao Ling'er couldn't help asking a descendant of the Xiao family for news about Xiao Yun. At this time, she seemed to be impatient to see her brother. In order to avoid any accidents.

"Xiao Yun?" The younger generation was taken aback, and said, "Are you talking about Xiao Yun who won the Ten Thousand Clans Contest?"

In the Xiao family, there are many people with the same name.

But seeing the young man from the Xuetian Gate asking this young man, he naturally thought of Xiao Yun.

"Exactly." Xiao Ling'er's eyes flickered, full of expectation, "Where is he now?"

"Young Master Xiao Yun is now in the Battle Soul Hall." The young man said.

"Battle Soul Hall?" Xiao Ling'er's eyes were puzzled.

"This Hall of Battle Soul is a place where the Xiao family inherits, and it has a great opportunity!" Xue'e who was beside her smiled slightly.

She is from Tianduyu, so she still has some understanding of the Xiao family.

"Is it in the Hall of Souls?" Xiao Ling'er frowned slightly, "Then can I go see him?"

"This..." The young man from the Xiao Clan smiled bitterly, and said, "Junior Sister Hui Linger, that is the core area of ​​my Xiao Clan, and it is difficult for outsiders to set foot in it, unless there is an order from the elders of the clan. As for now, I'm afraid I can't take you there."

"Then how can I go?" Xiao Ling'er frowned.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to see Mr. Xiao Yun even if you go." The young man laughed.

"Why?" Xiao Linger felt a little depressed.

"Because Mr. Xiao Yun is currently studying the inheritance, and he doesn't know when he will come out." The young man laughed.

He was also curious in his heart, this Xiao Ling'er is a saintess of Xuetianmen, with a noble status, why did he ask Mr. Xiao Yun as soon as he came here?

Although Xiao Yun is stunningly talented, he still doesn't have such charm, does he?

"Ling'er, don't worry, since you've come to the Xiao family, there's always a chance to meet your elder brother Xiao Yun." Xue'e beside her said with a smile.

"En." Xiao Ling'er was unhappy, so she had no choice but to let it go.

"Where is Xiao Yun?" Not only Xiao Ling'er was asking Xiao Yun, but Feng Yuyao also asked after coming here.

"In the Hall of Souls of War!" A woman from the Xiao family laughed.

"Battle Soul Hall?" Feng Yuyao frowned slightly, but didn't ask any further questions.

...

In just two days, people from almost every clan came to the Xiao family.

Some people from small powers also took the initiative to congratulate to show their sincerity.

Eighth day!

The Xiao Clan's Martial City was extremely lively.

At this time, people of all ethnic groups began to be led to the core area of ​​the Xiao Clan.

This is a huge temple.

The main hall is simple and unsophisticated, with brilliance lingering above it, like a dragon and a phoenix hovering.

There are ancient patterns engraved on the pillars of the palace, just like a temple, blooming with vast power.

The aura emanating from it is that the emperor is in awe of it.

At this time, Xiao Wuya, Xiao Xuan, and several other emperors all came out.

The five people sat upright on the main hall, like an emperor staring at all directions.

Such a formation is enough to deter many clans.

This is the foundation of the Xiao family.

This grand event is to let people know the background of the Xiao family.

It is also the same, only Xiao Xiong and Xiao Tingyuan will participate in this grand event.

Otherwise, with Xiao Xiong's temper, how could he attend Xiao Xuan's birthday banquet?

Slapping this guy to death is more or less the same.

It's just that as an emperor, he bears too many responsibilities, so he just sits here.

The main hall is secluded, and the thrones are side by side.

Those sitting on the throne are all emperors, and there are thirty-one of them.

Behind them are all younger generations standing sideways.

As for the king, he can only sit at the bottom, and he is a few steps shorter.

Here, there is no place for cultivators in the Infant Ruins Realm.

The elders of many forces sat outside, and none of them were qualified to enter the temple.

Even so, the outside of the hall was still full of strong men from all races.

"This Xiao family's background is so strong!" Many people showed awe in their eyes.

When it was the aura emanating from the hall in front of it, many people were shocked.

What's more, there are five emperors of the Xiao family sitting in the city?

The imperial prestige spread, making people dare not rashly detect the aura fluctuations in the hall.

They even dared not look at the emperor with their naked eyes.

The majesty of the emperor is so vast that it makes people afraid.

At this time, the birthday banquet had already begun, and all ethnic groups had sent their own gifts.

...

"King Xuan is proclaimed emperor, gratifying and congratulations. Now the Xiao family is really in full swing. I believe that in the future, under the leadership of all of you, the Xiao family will flourish forever!" The emperor cupped his fists and smiled.

"Hehe, Xuan'er became the emperor, and it's the fiftieth birthday, so there is a grand party. Everyone can come, Wu Ya is very grateful, I respect you all with this cup!"

In the hall, there are five thrones side by side, but Xiao Wuya is in the middle, and his seat is higher than others.

As the patriarch of the Xiao clan, his status is naturally higher than others.

At this time, with a smile in his eyes, he raised his glass to signal to the emperor in the hall.

In the main hall, many emperors raised their glasses and drank them all in one gulp.

The gathering of thirty-six emperors can be described as a rare event.

In the past hundred years, very few people in the Tiandu Territory have become emperors.

In fact, this has been the case for hundreds of years.

Because the resources are almost used by the predecessors.

Even the resources in those ancient forbidden lands were almost scrapped.

People of later generations want to obtain resources, and if they go further, they have to pay more.

But how dangerous is the ancient forbidden land?

Many geniuses fell into the midst of this, resulting in fewer and fewer people becoming emperors.

It is very rare for Xiao Xuan to become the emperor now.

Everyone exchanged greetings and talked a lot, but they were all polite words.

"We are old, and now it is the world of young people, why not let these young people show themselves?"

The emperor of Tiangong laughed.

"That's great!" The emperors nodded.

"Okay, then please move to the battle platform?"

Xiao Wuya got up and said with a smile in his eyes.

He naturally knew that this kind of event was an opportunity for all ethnic groups to show off their descendants.

Similarly, their Xiao family also wanted to show their background.

After a while, the strong men of all ethnic groups moved to the battle platform.

Xiao's battle platform is extremely vast.

It can accommodate 100,000 people to watch the battle.

Not only that, but on the edge of the battle platform, there are many luxurious high platforms.

At this time, the five emperors of the Xiao family were sitting on the high platform in the center.

The emperors of all ethnic groups sat in turn.

Looking at the battle stage ahead, the juniors of all races were already ready to show their skills.

This time, the Xiao family let go of the restrictions, allowing many people to come here to watch the battle.

Therefore, the vicinity of the battle platform was already full of cultivators.

"Why haven't you seen brother Xiao Yun?" In the area where the Xuetian Gate is located, Xiao Ling'er's eyes turned, scanning around the emperors of the Xiao family from time to time. There were young people standing beside these emperors, but among these young people Xiao Yun was not seen.

This made the girl quite disappointed.

"Is this Xiao Yun still in the place of inheritance?" Feng Yuyao also frowned slightly.

"Brother Yunfei didn't come, what a disappointment!" In the area of ​​Jiuqing Palace, Ling Yunxi frowned slightly, feeling bored. She had asked the people in Tiangong a day ago and learned the news, but At this time, a young man in Tiangong looked at her from time to time.

"Hehe, although Senior Brother Chu Yunfei is extremely rare, his younger brother Chu Yang is not bad either. You see, he is looking at you right now." Senior Sister Mu next to her teased. A young man in the distance.

This is a young man wearing a golden robe.

This person's skin is fair and clean, the sky is full, his eyebrows are lying down, his eyes are sharp, and he has a kingly temperament permeating his body.

It was a natural temperament that made people dare not look directly at it.

This is exactly the genius of Yougong's generation, Chu Yang.

He is only eighteen years old now, but he is already well-known.

"A brat, I don't like it." Ling Yun'er glanced at Chu Yang, then pursed her lips and said.

"Little brat?" Senior Sister Mu rolled her eyes and said, "He's a year and a half older than you, okay?"

"Anyway, I don't like a childish guy like him." Ling Yun'er pursed her lips and said.

"Who is Xiao Yun?" The pupils of the youths from all races moved slightly, and they all looked at the youths next to the emperors of the Xiao clan.

The Xiao family produced a genius at the level of a purple gold dragon pattern, which spread to all clans.

At this time, these young people wanted to meet this genius.

"This Xiao Yun is not here." On a high platform, a young man said with a twinkle in his eyes.

This young man is Zhu Aotian.

Now he also came here specially, wanting to see the geniuses of the Xiao family and Tianduyu.

Not only him, but also Feng Yixue, who was standing beside Feng Yuyao.

Of course, more people have retreated directly, preparing for the opening of the forbidden area of ​​the Golden Dragon Tomb.

"Xiao Yun is not here?" Hearing this, many people shook their heads, "It's a pity."

"It's nothing to the champion of Shenyuan Forbidden Land! I have a lot of young talents in Tiandu, and there are also many geniuses present today. Are you afraid that no one will compete?" Of course, there were also people who looked indifferent and looked at Xiao Yun is not interested in anything like Chu Yang.

At this time, his eyes flicked and scanned the surroundings.

Look at that appearance, it seems to be looking for an opponent.

But after searching for a while, he just shook his head.

"There is no one here to be my opponent!" After shaking his head, Chu Yang withdrew his gaze.

However, his words caused displeasure in many people's eyes.

"Isn't he Chu Yunfei's younger brother? What's the big deal?" A young man snorted coldly.

brush!

However, Chu Yang seemed to have heard these words, his eyes flashed, and he stared at the man coldly.

His eyes were as sharp as a blade, and a terrifying aura seemed to pervade, immediately shutting up the genius who had spoken just now.

"This Chu Yang is so strong!" The young man felt chills in his heart.

Just one look at Chu Yang made him feel terrified.

There is a feeling that the soul is about to be pierced.