Chapter 187 Bai Xi Tong Hou Is the Youngest

The Yulei Tongtian Tower.

The 65th floor.

There were thunder and lightning roaring in the sky, and a flaming bird appeared in the dark clouds.

The strong wind blew, causing Sen Wei's dragon robe to flutter in the wind.

Her eyes were breathtaking, but the dimness of the Qinglian Dharma behind her showed the lack of true energy in her body.

The Qinglian Holy Body was said to have almost infinite true energy among the same level.

She was forced into such a state of embarrassment, so you can imagine how great the difficulties she is facing now.

"Sister, let's retreat first."

Sen Hui suggested: "Bringing me here is too much of a burden for you. What's more, one person's plan is short, and many people's plan is long..."

Sister Sen Hui's fair face was full of worry.

It's no wonder that Sen Hui thought so, because after crossing the 63rd floor, it was basically only the geniuses at the Dao Seed level who could get involved in the field!

Sen Wei was indeed amazing, but if it weren't for the blessing of the special token, I'm afraid she couldn't compare to the Dao Seed.

"One person's plan is short, but many people's plan is long..." Sen Wei's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through Sen Wei's mind.

She thought of restarting the Young Dragon Tea Party!

The growth of a giant tree must absorb enough nutrients.

With her realm and cultivation, if she watched the growth of a group of young geniuses, she would most likely gain some insights from it!

"Well, Xiao Hui, you are right." Sen Wei nodded lightly with a smile on her face.

Immediately, she took out the token engraved with the crane totem and turned it into a ball of white light, spreading to the surroundings.

Their figures also disappeared in the field.

Not long after, the news that the Young Dragon Tea Party would be restarted in three days had spread in the Xuanyu Fudi area.

The young geniuses were shocked by the news and the crowd was surging.

After all, which successful young man is not full of vigor and vitality?

"Young Dragon Tea Party, I hope it will not be a fight." This is Qingmang. He tightly grasped the trident and thought of Fang Yang.

"Except for Sen Wei, Fang Yang and Ming Hai Nan Yu are the most amazing. Alas, the price of being injured twice is too heavy." This is Lin Tianxue, she is trying to regain her spirits.

"Sen Wei? Fang Yang? I'm finally going to meet you officially." This is Ming Hai Nan Yu, she looked up at the moon, her eyes showing determination.

Ming Hai Nan Yu, in a sense, her benchmark is Sen Wei.

Because she also has a monarch brother, Ming Hai Nan Du.

It's just that Ming Hai Nan Du was beaten up by Sen Yue, and Sen Yue took away the sacred artifact "San Mao Qing Ping", which was very embarrassing.

Therefore, gradually, no one compared her with Sen Wei anymore.

The most obvious thing is that her cultivation is at the third level, which is far inferior to Sen Wei.

After all, if Sen Yue is the emperor of the ordinary cultivators in the Xuan Realm today, then Sen Wei is the crown prince of the ordinary cultivators today.

At least in the next 100 years, this pattern will be maintained.

It is precisely because of this that the great fortune that Senwei can get is definitely not what others can imagine.

One of the reasons why Senwei can open up a huge gap with the young people of the same generation is based on this.

Fang family land.

The moonlight is as cool as water, flowing freely and pouring down the courtyard.

In the courtyard, cousin Fang Xuan paced back and forth, extremely excited: "Brother, I also received the invitation, I also received the invitation!"

Fang Yang smiled indifferently, looking up at the location of Qinglian Palace.

To be honest, according to his understanding of Senwei, Senwei is not keen on any powerful people.

Therefore, Senwei restarted such a young dragon tea party, there must be a reason.

Fang Yang lowered his eyes, and the light of thought flashed in his eyes.

But after thinking for a long time, he didn't figure out what Senwei meant.

In the end, he decided to go forward as agreed and find out.

...

Three days later.

Qinglian Snow Mountain, Qinglian Palace.

Young geniuses appeared one after another.

When Lin Tianxue, Qing Mang and Dongfang Mo Ran appeared, they would attract everyone's scrutiny and admiration.

Because in their generation, there were actually people who reached the third level so quickly.

"They are all geniuses with solid foundations who can impact Dao seeds and even saints."

"Although Lin Tianxue had two serious illnesses, she refined the true blood of the Vermillion Bird, successfully reborn from the ashes, and reached the primary level of the third level."

"Qing Mang and Dongfang Mo Ran are also in the primary level of the third level, but it is rumored that they are working on sprinting to the middle level of the third level, and their progress is much faster than Lin Tianxue."

"If you want to talk about strength, it has to be Miss Nan Yu..."

A group of young people were talking about who had the most potential in each tribe and family.

Not only were they arguing, but in the dark, there was also a group of old antiques who were silently observing.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from the far end of the snow mountain, which was consistent with the ground veins and clearly conveyed to people's hearts.

The wind and snow danced wildly, scattering white frost all over the sky, dyeing the earth with a layer of white halo.

At the end of the snowy mountain, a tall figure like a spear or a sword was walking step by step.

He was wearing a black and white Taoist robe, with a heroic posture, and took firm steps.

He stepped into the snow, and the white halo fell on his body, dyeing him with a hazy and sacred brilliance, making him extraordinary.

A black and white Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, making people want to peek at his true face.

It can be said that: "The white-skinned Tonghou is the youngest, picking flowers and branches and looking back again and again!"

Fang Yang!

"It's Fang Yang..."

Le Shiyu stood in the palace and looked out at the tall figure walking outside the palace.

Even Dongfang Xuezhi couldn't help but stand up, looking at Fang Yang with shining eyes.

Although Minghai Nanyu snorted in disdain, he still set his sights on Fang Yang.

"Fuck, why didn't I think of such a cool way to appear?"

"Let's not talk about whether he is strong or not, Fang Yang is really handsome."

"Wait a minute, the aura he exudes is actually the third, third-level high realm!"

"Hiss, it's too scary, Fang Yang is a perfect spirit body..."

Some people regretted, some were surprised, and some were stunned.

At this moment, Fang Yang's appearance made the atmosphere in the field stagnate.

No one could ignore his existence, and they had to focus their main attention on him.

And Sen Hui, who lived in the deepest part of the Qinglian Palace, smiled when she saw Fang Yang appear, and was extremely proud.

She put her hands on her waist, looked at her sister, and hummed a few words.

She seemed to be saying, "Look, sister, I've already said that in this tea party, Ayang will definitely be the most powerful one!"

"..." Senwei looked helpless.

Because they were in a high position at the moment, they could basically see everyone's expressions.

Just now, Senwei glanced around and immediately found that many girls of the same age were nodding to Fang Yang!

'Xiao Hui, Xiao Hui. '

'Don't you think about it, with your status and position, what kind of man would be worthy of you? '

'And how could a man who can be worthy of you be an ordinary person? '

'So for Fang Yang, attracting bees and butterflies is just ordinary... Oh, forget it, forget it. Just keep your innocence and let me, your sister, clean up the mess for you...'

Thinking of this, Senwei slowly got up and walked out.