Fighting Starts from Saving Yunyun

After the three of them put on their clothes and came out of the courtyard, they turned into a stream of light and headed towards the place where the martial arts will be held.

Since all branches will participate in this Martial Arts Competition, the venue is the Baiyu Square in the center of the Buddha World.

The three of them flew across the sky, and the mountains under their feet kept receding, while in other places, batches of lights and shadows could be seen flying towards them, and within each batch of lights and shadows, there was a shocking wave.

That is the powerhouse of each branch.

After about ten minutes, the speed of the three of them gradually slowed down, and at this time, in front of them, there was only a majestic main peak, soaring into the sky, straight into the sky.

Like a giant pillar of Optimus, it is majestic.

On the main peak, it is divided into four directions, and at the same time, the upper and lower levels are distinct, and there are white jade terraces all over the place in a patchwork manner, and there is a faint air of lingering.

Around the main peak, surrounded by many peaks.

At this time, seats were opened up on these mountain peaks, and from time to time, lights and shadows would fall from the sky and fall into the seats.

In just a few minutes, the mountains became noisy and lively.

Under the leadership of Qing Yanjing and Qing Xuan, Chen Mo landed on a mountain peak. Although this place is not very eye-catching, Qing Yanjing is too outstanding.

Among the younger generation of disciples, Qing Yanjing is the strongest.

In this way, her appearance instantly made that unremarkable place more conspicuous.

Falling into the mountain peak, Chen Mo raised his head and glanced, only to see that on the huge peaks closest to the main peak, there were actually gorgeous stone pavilions and courtyards. Obviously, the treatment was better than other places. many.

Chen Mo knew that that was where the elders of the Futu Ancient Clan sat.

the other side.

When Mo Ketian saw Qing Yanjing, he immediately walked over like a follower.

Qing Yanjing naturally avoided Mo Ketian.

As his own woman, Chen Mo was naturally obliged to stop him.

separated between them.

Mo Ketian: "Chen Mo, what exactly does this mean?"

"It's not interesting, I just feel comfortable sitting here." Chen Mo said.

"Okay then, I'll change places."

After finishing speaking, Mo Ketian was about to bypass Chen Mo and sit down beside Qing Yanjing.

Unexpectedly, Qingxuan hugged Qing Yanjing's arm on the other side, and said with a smile, "Sister, sister will chat with you."

"Okay." Qing Yanjing smiled sweetly.

"You" Mo Ketian's body trembled.

If it wasn't that he couldn't beat Chen Mo, he had to teach Chen Mo a lesson.

So annoying.

Boom!Boom!

Just when Mo Ketian was furious, suddenly, in the mountains, on every mountain peak, there were ancient melodious bells resounding continuously, and the bells filled the sky and the earth.

When the chimes of the bell sounded, all the strong men of the Ancient Buddha Clan in the world felt something in their hearts. When they suddenly raised their heads, they saw hundreds of millions of spiritual lights bursting out from the top of the towering main peak.

In the spiritual light, figures emerged one after another, and above each light and shadow, there was a palpitating spiritual pressure, which made the hearts of all the strongmen of the Futu Ancient Clan present tremble.

The aura dissipated, and only twenty figures appeared on the top of the main peak, among which twenty figures were distinct, and then stood respectfully behind the frontmost person.

That figure was a white-haired old man. The old man looked old. Compared with the twenty-six figures behind him, he didn't have any spiritual energy emanating from his body. He looked like an ordinary old man, inconspicuous.

However, when many masters of branch veins saw this old man, they couldn't help but stare at him with respectful expressions on their faces.

Because the white-haired old man is Futu Xuan, the Great Elder of the Futu Ancient Clan.

He is also a supreme saint.

For the ancient Futu clan, the highest authority is the patriarch, but the position of patriarch has been vacant for many years, and no suitable person has emerged in the end.

So all these years, Futu Xuan has been protecting the ancient Futu clan, which prevented the ancient Futu clan from falling to the five great ancient clans.

After some passionate opening remarks.

Futuxuan said solemnly: "The Martial arts will start now. If you want to keep your seat, you should show your skills. Otherwise, this position can only be given to other ascetics."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

One after another shouted back.

But what no one noticed was that Qing Yanjing and Qingxuan's jade hands were suddenly clenched tightly, and their expressions became a little nervous.

Chen Mo murmured: "The show is about to begin!"

Chen Mo used the summoning card.

In addition to the three main veins of Qing, Xuan, and Mo, the Futu Ancient Clan also had sixteen branch veins.