Fantasy Begins In The Restricted Area Of ​​Life

Calling the Holy Spirit Monster Sovereign grandpa, and being so pampered, the woman's identity is about to be revealed.

It is the little princess of the Holy Spirit Sect and the marriage partner of Zhou Qi this time, Li Jiaoyan.

In the courtyard of the Holy Spirit Demon Gate, Zhang Erhe and his disciples gathered four people into a group.

Xu Changqing silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, not knowing what to do.

Although he had long known that this trip would not be very successful, he did not expect that it would reach such a tense point.

Just when the atmosphere was about to get heated, Zhou Zhi spoke calmly.

Give me an explanation?

I think it should be your Holy Spirit Demon Sect who should give the Xianyan Sect an explanation. "

"Boy, you still dare to speak so brazenly now!"

Zhang Erhe looked at Zhou Qi as if he were a dead person, without any emotion in his tone.

Zhou Qi did not even look at him, but instead said to himself: "Although the Holy Spirit Demon Sect is different from the past, it is still a subsidiary sect of the Xianwei Sect after all.

If word spreads about how you treat us today, I don’t know what people will think of you Holy Spirit Demon Sect.

"You don't need to worry about what the outside world thinks!

Besides, who do you think you are, that just a few of you guys want to represent the entire Exoteric Sect?" 03

Zhang Erhe knew that if today's incident was revealed, outsiders would definitely discuss it, but the face of the cultivation path was secondary, and the ultimate benefit was fundamental.

Besides, even if we can't kill Zhou Qi and others today, we still have to humiliate them and make them lose face.

At this moment, Zhou Qi reached out and took out a simple black wooden token from his arms.

"It's a coincidence that I can really represent the entire Xianyan sect.

Old bastard, keep your eyes open and think back to whether your ancestors ever mentioned this to you.

"This, this is a manifesto token!"

When Zhang Erhe heard Zhou Qi insulting him, he wanted to take action immediately, but when he saw the black token in Zhou Qi's hand, he immediately stopped.

Most of the disciples of the Holy Spirit Demon Sect behind Zhang Erhe looked at a loss.

But there were also a small number of elite disciples who looked seriously at the token in Zhou Qi's hand and silently put down their weapons.

Even the Holy Spirit Monster Sovereign, who was sitting peacefully on the main hall in the central attic, opened his eyes wide when he sensed this token, and couldn't help but become cautious.

.....manifest token.

This black token is completely dark, simple and dull, without any divine light blooming out. Every generation of Xianyan Sect leaders are proud of holding the token.

The most important thing is that this token not only represents the appearance of Xian Yan Sect, but also represents the inheritance of Renming Great Emperor.

Since Great Emperor Renming was arrogant tens of thousands of years ago, this token has been passed down by him. If anyone dares to disrespect this token, it is disrespectful to Great Emperor Renming.

Zhou Qi holds the Manifestation Token, not only does the internal elders of the Manifestation Sect give him face, but even the Holy Spirit Monster Sovereign has to throw a wrench into the trap, and Zhang Erhe and his disciples dare not move an inch.

Zhang Erhe, who was about to explode, now saw the manifest token in Zhou Qi's hand and was at a loss to move forward or retreat.

According to common sense, he should pretend that nothing happened at this time.

But Naihe had made some lofty words before. If he bowed his head at this moment, how would he maintain his image in the Holy Spirit Demon Sect in the future?

Just when Zhang Erhe was in trouble, there was a sudden commotion among the crowd behind him. They stood on the left and right respectively, forming two rows, leaving a path in the middle for several people to walk through.

A strong and handsome disciple with an indifferent expression, wearing a gold-rimmed white robe, walked slowly and unhurriedly from behind to Zhang Erhe, and said to Xu Changqing and Zhou Qi.

"Monster Sovereign has an order, and the Xianyan faction brings people to propose marriage. We should treat him with courtesy.

Protector Zhang's treatment of guests has been disrespectful to the sect, and he will be fined three months' salary starting from this month, without any objection.

Zhang Erhe breathed a sigh of relief secretly.

The Holy Spirit Monster Sovereign gave him a step down, but he was grateful before it was too late. As for punishing him with three months' salary, that was not a big deal.

Then the sturdy young disciple spoke again.

"Monster Sovereign has said that the Holy Ghost Demon Sect and the Xianyan Sect have had a friendship for tens of thousands of years. Now that the two sects are getting married, it is a matter of great joy.

However, the old man Monster Sovereign is too doting on his biological granddaughter. If he wants to get married, he needs to go through the examination of this sect.

If the Xianyan sect refuses to agree, it is better to just leave. "

Xu Changqing looked at Zhou Qi who was a foot away from him behind him, and wanted Zhou Qi to make an idea.

Although he is a protector and nominally Zhou Qi's elder, Zhou Qi still needs to make his own decision whether to marry or not.

Anyway, Zhou Qi holds the Xianyan token in his hand. Xu Changqing is just a soy sauce guy.

"You are here, of course you have to live a good ten games.

If you have any assessments, just come up with them. "

Zhou Qi is completely unafraid, but to outsiders he looks like a complete fool.

“To marry into this sect, it is natural that someone with both civil and military skills is required.

On the road of cultivation, strength is respected. If you are not afraid of death, first compete with your disciples in the ring. If you are lucky enough to survive, compete with Wenzhi.

When this tall disciple spoke, not only his face was expressionless, but his tone also had no fluctuation, as if he were a stone man.

Zhou Qi approached with interest and said, "Brother, what is your name?"

"Lin Changyuan.

Do you have any other questions?"

"The problem is gone 133, let's get started now.'

Zhou Qi took the lead, striding towards a conspicuous arena in the courtyard and taking up his position, with numerous disciples of the Holy Spirit Demon Sect pointing below.

"This kid is really not afraid of death. He actually dares to stand in the ring."

"It's best if a strong senior brother punches him to death, so that it's all over."

"I think this pretty boy won't be able to survive many attacks and will die on the spot."

Zhou Qi turned a deaf ear and blinked at the master and apprentice Xiao Wuyan who were looking at him worriedly below to reassure them.

He also exchanged ideas with Yao Xi, who had always been an invisible person. The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

"Senior Brother Lin, who are you planning to send to compete with me? Is it possible that you have to compete in person?"

"No, I'm not interested."

Lin Changyuan was cold and negative when he opened his mouth.

"The Holy Spirit Demon Sect is an ancient sect and will never use its power to overwhelm others. This martial arts competition will determine the outcome.

As for the candidates for our sect, it is up to the disciples to decide on their own.

Lin Changyuan explained to Zhou Qi, but the second half of the sentence was to remind him of the many disciples behind him.

Zhou Qi shrugged his shoulders and didn't care much.

No matter who these people choose to enter the ring, there will be a fate. If that's the case, why bother with him. .