Chapter 317 Return to Baiyun Valley

Taoist Shoujing smiled slightly, shook his head gently and said, "Wealth and honor are like floating clouds to me. As a poor Taoist, it is better to stay here and live the life of idle clouds and wild cranes.

Qi Huan, on the other hand, is happy that he has a unique destiny and is destined to serve a phoenix. He will definitely become the most noble woman in the world in the future. He also hopes that the empress can treat him kindly. "

Lu You couldn't help but think, the most noble woman in the world is either the queen or the empress dowager. I definitely can't be the queen. Could it be that my son can aspire to the throne?

It is completely nonsense to say that she has no heart of power, but her reason has always controlled her heart in the past, but now that Qi Huan has broken the shackles of her heart, her thoughts have come to life.

Think about it, your eldest daughter is now a true disciple of Baiyun Valley, and she has a deep relationship with the second senior brother. According to your daughter's letter, the second senior brother is very likely to succeed as the sect leader.

Then his daughter will be the wife of the sect master in the future. With the support of his daughter, it is equivalent to the support of Baiyun Valley. Then why can't his son become the emperor?

Qi Huan's status in her heart has risen a bit again. Originally she only wanted to use him as her face, but now it seems that she can use him.

These changes in her heart naturally fell into the eyes of the two people. Taoist Shoujing and Qi Huan looked at each other with proud smiles in their eyes.

The elders of all the factions in Yunshuize Ancient Battlefield looked solemn. Today has come the day for the disciples to be teleported out. It is not known how many people will survive this time.

Ying Tianzhuo sighed and said, "I now know how my uncle felt standing here. He was really uneasy."

Sun Zhihao coughed a few times and said: "Natural selection, survival of the fittest, there is no way around it, after all, many things are beyond our control.

Not to mention when the demons will come over, even if the upper realm casually comes down to intervene, it will be enough for us people to drink a pot. It is really a troubled time now. "

The old monk with yellow eyebrows recited the Buddha's name and said: "All things are free and dependent and cannot be affected by external objects. We all should be calm and wait quietly."

Richemont snorted from his nose and said: "You old bald donkeys are the most hypocritical. I really hope all your disciples and grandsons are dead. Then we will see how you talk about fate."

Gu Yuguan tried to smooth things over by saying, "You two should be calm and don't be impatient. Their generation is also full of masters. I believe nothing will happen. We'd better wait and see how things get better."

While he was talking, a light door appeared in front of everyone, and then a group of female disciples came out from inside.

Zhao Ya took a quick look and saw that it was a disciple of the Yunxia Sect. Seeing that the loss was not big, she finally felt relieved.

Then there was another light door, and the Zen Lin Temple disciples who had stayed on the first floor also appeared in front of everyone. The yellow-browed old monk smiled knowingly and remained silent as well.

The third light gate lit up, and this time disciples from various sects fell from the air like dumplings. Many of them fell to the ground and gnawed in the mud. Everyone looked in a panic.

The fourth ray of light appeared, but nothing appeared. Everyone could not help but frown. It seemed that those who entered the fourth level would either live or die.

Then the fifth light gate flashed, and the disciples retreated from it one by one. After a large number of disciples exited, the last six masters finally fell to the ground.

These elders all breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the seed players of their sects had saved their lives, and the last six people were the top six in this competition.

But looking at these six people, some of them were happy and some were worried. Shao Jun looked dejected, as if something had happened to him. If this affected his mood, then this person would be considered useless.

Monk Fa Yan seemed more calm and relaxed, obviously having gone through the experience of his heart. Ying Mu Bai looked forward to the glory, looking confident.

The sword energy in Jian Chenzi's body became even sharper, and he was obviously enlightened. Zhao Yiming still had the same playful smile, but his level had improved a lot.

The most incomprehensible thing here was Mo Lingfeng. He looked even sadder, and his sword energy became even darker, making everyone feel deeply threatened.

He glanced at these elders casually, turned around and walked towards the Baiyun Battleship. None of the elders present dared to call him out.

Richemont sighed softly and said: "This is really a double-edged sword. I don't know if I can control it."

Everyone else was secretly complaining: "Are you a good guy because you got an advantage? Why can't we have such a double-edged sword?"

The leading disciples of each faction reported the situation to the elders one after another. Among them, the Haotian Sect suffered the heaviest losses, almost to the point of breaking their muscles and bones.

The sadness on Gu Yuguan's face increased a bit. He was already inferior to Baiyun Valley and Xuantian Sword Sect, but now he was even further behind. It seemed that he had to get the secret as soon as possible.

When he thought of this, he glanced at Zhao Yiming unconsciously. Unexpectedly, the other party was making faces at him, and his heart suddenly thumped.

Richemont laughed and said: "This time, these six people have all arrived at the skinned tribe. I wonder how you plan to judge?"

Jian Chenzi coughed and said: "After defeating the green-skinned dwarves, I have just reached the edge of the Skinned Clan. I won't argue with this first place."

Monk Fayan nodded and said: "Where is the young monk? He is just hiding. First of all, I don't dare to think about it."

Zhao Yiming said with a playful smile: "I am similar to a young monk. It would be unfair if the first place was given to me."

Mo Lingfeng's voice came from afar: "I have got what I want. I am not interested in this number one. Give it to whoever you are willing to give it to!"

Ying Mubai glanced at Shao Jun disdainfully and said, "You deserve to be the number one. Even if you say you don't want the number one position, then I, the number two, don't have the face to challenge you."

Shao Jun abandoned his junior brother to escape alone. This was a thorn in his heart. At this time, he said angrily: "What do you mean by this? Do you think I care about this first place? I will give it to whoever I love. Anyway, I do not want."

Several elders immediately looked at each other. This was the first time they had encountered such a situation. None of these six people wanted to be first, so what should they do?

Peng Chong said with a playful smile: "I think this competition was very successful. If there was no first place at all, wouldn't everyone be happy?"

When several elders heard that this was also the best solution, they nodded at the same time, expressing their sincere joy at the successful conclusion of this competition.

The Baiyun battleship started slowly, preparing to return to Baiyun Valley.