Chapter 740 Meeting Gift

The three old ancestors who were at the top of the cultivation world in Qingzhou seemed to have been waiting for Li Congxin for a long time. With his arrival, they all looked at him with unfriendly eyes.

This time, Li Congxin looked like a strong man in the God Transformation Stage.

But he could kill the old demon who was crossing the tribulation and defeat the real immortals in the upper realm. How could this person be only in the God Transformation Stage?

He was quite good at hiding.

Ha, but no matter what he was hiding, no matter what his background was, the three of them had a strong foundation! Even if you can repel the real immortals, so what?

Any one of them still had the confidence to defeat Li Congxin.

"Hehe."

The old immortal Wei Piaomiao stroked his long beard on his chest, leisurely: "My disciples of Tiandao Sect spent a huge amount of money to build a spirit ship. It is said that you crashed it?"

"Yes, yes."

Li Congxin nodded repeatedly: "It was smashed to pieces by me."

Wei Piaomiao's eyes condensed with divine light.

The old sword god Zhuo Yifan said coldly: "I have a disciple named Wang Xuanji, who is the leader of Xuanji Sect. It is said that he was killed by your sword?"

"Yes, yes."

Li Congxin nodded repeatedly: "I chopped his entire shabby sect into pieces with one sword."

Zhuo Yifan's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Hey."

Soul Ancestor Yin Wuque said grimly: "There is a woman in my sect named Wu Jing. I love her very much. I heard that you killed her?"

"Bullshit!"

Li Congxin refused to admit it this time and threw his sleeves: "What Wu Jing, it's clearly Wu Ji Po."

Yin Wuque's eyes flashed with coldness.

Buzz~

Suddenly, the space began to throb, and soon, the entire palace shook violently, and all the palaces shook violently, which was caused by the increasing breath emitted by the three ancestors.

"Why, do you really want to hit me?"

Li Congxin was overjoyed: "I like you who fight when you don't agree with each other."

He stretched out a finger and picked his nose, then used that finger to hook the three people and said: "Come on, come on, watch me fight three of you, and beat the shit out of you all."

Everyone was shocked.

What an arrogant old guy, he challenged three Taishan Beidou-level ancestors on the spot as soon as he came here, and threatened to fight three of you!

How deep is his background to dare to be so arrogant!

Looking at Li Congxin, Zhao Xueyan's beautiful eyes were even more shining.

Her mother Bulgari's eyes were even more radiant.

It is rumored that the ancestor is domineering and will burn the sea and blow up the sky when he doesn't agree with each other. It is true!

"Everyone calm down."

Seeing this, Yuhuang Zhao Tianyu was of course panicked.

He stepped forward and risked his life to stand between the four people, saying: "If the four ancestors are interested in fighting, the emperor is willing to open the royal battlefield and give you four people a chance to fight, but please do not fight here. Please have mercy on the tens of millions of people in the imperial city."

If these four ancestors start fighting, if they are not restrained, it will definitely cause the sky to collapse and the earth to split. At that time, let alone this huge palace, the entire vast imperial city will be turned into rubble.

Here, there will be a lot of people.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan and Wei Piaomiao slightly retracted their breath. After all, they were ancestors of famous and upright sects.

Yin Wuque didn't take it to heart.

"Ahem."

Zhao Tianyu quickly changed the subject: "I wonder what the ancestors think about my daughter's apprenticeship today?" He invited the four ancestors to come to accept disciples, not to fight.

When the matter of apprenticeship was mentioned, Wei Piaomiao, Zhuo Yifan, and Yin Wuque all narrowed their eyes.

"Haha, Li Congxin, after you complete the matter of accepting disciples, it won't be too late to settle the accounts between us."

"Hmph, when the time comes, we will have a good fight."

"Hehehe, you are so arrogant, I really want to see how powerful you are!"

For a moment, the three ancestors retracted their breath.

Obviously, winning this holy fire root carrier to their own door is more important than their grudge with Li Congxin.

"Don't fight for the time being?"

Li Congxin looked disappointed: "You are not real men."

It doesn't matter, and he continued to pick his nose: "That's also considered your good luck, you can find a time to clean up the shit first, and then you won't be beaten to shit by me."

"Hahaha."

What storms and big scenes have the ancestors not seen? They are not angry, but laugh at the same time: "Let's not talk about these eating, drinking, defecating and urinating."

Then, they all looked at Zhao Xueyan.

Wei Piaomiao, the ancestor of Tiandao Sect, took the lead and said with a smile: "Girl, I will give you a gift first." After that, he stretched out his hand, and an ancient box appeared in his palm, and in the box was a jade bottle shining with spiritual light.

"This is the ninth-grade spiritual medicine, Kaishelu."

"This spiritual medicine can increase your qualifications and enhance your potential."

Wei Piaomiao waved his hand lightly, and the ancient box floated towards Zhao Xueyan.

"Thank you, senior."

In the envious eyes of a large group of brothers and sisters, Zhao Xueyan took the Kaishelu with pride, and said with a smile: "Is this to be drunk directly?"

Wei Piaomiao smiled and said: "This spiritual medicine is not taken orally, but inserted from the back."

"I know."

Zhao Xueyan blushed, looking even more delicate and pitiful.

"What's so great about Kaishelu?"

With a cold snort, Zhuo Yifan, the ancestor of the Divine Sword Palace, stretched out his hand, and a spiritual sword with a faint green light appeared in his hand. He said: "Green Tea Sword, a ninth-grade spiritual sword, girl, I give it to you as a gift."

With a wave of his hand, the sword turned into a green light and flew towards Zhao Xueyan.

Everyone present was shocked and envious.

The two ancestors used ninth-grade spiritual treasures, which was so tempting. Ninth-grade is the highest-level treasure in this world!

"Hehehe."

Yin Wuque laughed strangely. A humanoid armor with soul flames appeared beside him as a black gas rose. There was no flesh inside. It was a set of armor supported by souls.

It was a soul puppet!

"This soul puppet was made by a strong man in the fusion stage. He is Wei Daxun, who ranks tenth among the top ten masters in the Qingzhou cultivation world."

"Today, I will give it to the little princess as a gift."

"With this thing always by your side, you can basically roam the three million miles of Qingzhou world."

Under his divine consciousness, the soul puppet with terrifying soul flames strode towards Zhao Xueyan and stood behind her.

Everyone was shocked.

In order to compete for this disciple with the holy fire spirit root, the three ancestors all spent a lot of money.

Looking at the spiritual treasures, more than a hundred princes and princesses, and even the Feather Emperor Zhao Tianyu, were all envious.

Zhao Xueyan was of course very happy in her heart. She got three treasures, but she did not immediately choose who to worship as her master. Instead, she raised her delicate face slightly, with a bit of arrogance, and looked at Li Congxin with a pair of moving eyes.

She was waiting for this most arrogant and arrogant ancestor to give her a gift.

This one was the one she always valued the most.