Chapter 283 Jiang Liubai

In a hidden corner of Dizhou, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the fairy fog is curling.

A cliff and a waterfall.

There was a boulder under the waterfall, and the water hit the stone, making a loud noise.

A young man in purple, suspended in the void on the stone, sat cross-landed his eyes.

The black hair is scattered behind the back, the skin is as white as jade, the eyebrows are thick, and the facial features are exquisite.

A wisp of pure aura wrapped around his body, and finally penetrated into the eyebrows and was refined by it.

"Buzz"

This is an independent small world, with a void twisted and a blurred figure appearing.

A will from the Kunlun world came to wake up the young man in purple who was practicing in retreat: "Child, it's time for you to wake up."

When the young man in purple heard the voice of his elders, he slowly stopped practicing and opened his eyes.

Buzz--

A faint golden light burst out of the young man's eyes and had Shen Yun.

Jiang Liubai, his name.

It does not belong to any force of the Thirty-Six Sects of Dizhou, but is a personal disciple of a boss in the Kunlun world.

He has been cultivated secretly, and the outside world has never known his identity, and even many Mahayana monks have seen him.

"What's the matter?"

Jiang Liubai grew up alone and rarely talked to his elders. Therefore, he has developed a lonely character, which is very similar to Wu Junyan's temperament.

This will is not Jiang Liubai's teacher. He did not salute and his attitude was very indifferent.

It's not that Jiang Liubai doesn't understand etiquette, but that he has the qualification to be proud of himself.

In this regard, a group of people in the Kunlun world did not feel that anything was wrong, which was very normal.

"Battle with your peers."

The vague figure said.

"Is it necessary?"

It's not that Jiang Liubai looks down on the heroes in the world, but he is really strong.

Once, Jiang Liubai left this place and went to many prosperous places in Dizhou to understand life and seek opportunities to make breakthroughs.

During that period, Jiang Liubai met the top demon of the ancient sect holy gate as mentioned by the world. He didn't feel that there was anything prominent. He could suppress it by raising his hands and feet.

"Yes." The figure in the void nodded and said, "It's a big deal. Only victory is allowed to win and not defeat."

"I know."

Jiang Liubai didn't ask who his opponent was, and he looked indifferent.

There is only one day left before the last battle.

Hundreds of stars, all over the starry sky.

A group of highly cultivated powers are secretly talking about it. I can't imagine who else can come forward to the young generation of Dizhou.

The monks were surprised to find out the news about Chen Qingyuan and did not dare to underestimate it.

"The double elixir is proficient in many top magicalities, and also controls a silver gun of unknown origin."

"Since the ancient book records, the demons with the foundation of double elixir can be counted with one hand. Although Chen Qingyuan's cultivation is weak, his real combat power is definitely at the top of his peers.

"The first person in Xijiang was defeated by him and almost lost his life."

"No matter how strong Chen Qingyuan is, he is definitely not as good as Dongtu Buddha."

"The feast of this era is far better than before."

This is the real prosperous world, with a hundred veins competing.

The monks were looking forward to the arrival of this battle, and their palms were sweaty and nervous.

The younger generation often looked at Chen Qingyuan with complicated thoughts.

Especially the people with the eighteen veins in the western Xinjiang.

"Dong Liu, is this boy very strong?"

The elders of Xijiang asked in a low voice.

"Uh-huh." Fu Dongliu nodded and said, "It's very strong."

"No one can guarantee that you will be invincible for a lifetime. Don't have a knot in your heart. The future is still long, and you have a chance to defeat your former enemies.

The elders were afraid that Fu Dongliu would have a heart demon and patiently persuaded him.

"I understand."

Fu Dongliu kept looking in the direction of Chen Qingyuan with a solemn expression.

Involuntarily, Fu Dongliu remembered the day he fought with Chen Qingyuan. He can be sure that Chen Qingyuan must still hide his cards and did not show all his skills.

"Today, can you see him with all his strength?"

Fu Dongliu squeezed his lips tightly and said secretly.

The next day, it was time for the battle.

Chen Qingyuan stopped meditating, got up and stood up, with bright eyes, and was ready to fight with all his strength.

"If you can't be the enemy, it's okay to admit defeat. The most important thing is to save your life.

Dugu said earnestly.

"Well, the younger generation knows."

Chen Qingyuan saluted.

On the side, Yu Chen's face was heavy.

In the past few days, the dust has been secretly calculating, which is a big omen.

"If you can't win, just bow your head. It's no big deal. In the future, when the cultivation is up, we will slowly find the field.

Yu Chenran warned with a sad face.

"Yes."

With Chen Qingyuan's personality, of course, he will not do anything stupid.

If you really can't do it, you will bow your head and admit defeat and won't lose a piece of meat. As long as you do your best, Chen Qingyuan's Taoist heart will not be affected too much.

"Go!" Yu Chenran took a few steps forward, patted Chen Qingyuan on the shoulder, and placed high hopes.

He saluted the master and went to the boundary of the battlefield.

Walk forward slowly, and your long hair will flutter.

Countless double eyes gathered, Chen Qingyuan's face did not change, and his heart was as calm as water.

"Brother, you must come back safely."

Song Ningyan, a warship of the ancient Song family, clenched her hands, with a strong sadness in her eyes and whispered to herself.

"Nothing should happen to Lao Chen!"

In the area of the ethere holy place, Changsun Fengye knew that he could not help, so he could only pray silently in his heart.

"Who will be sent from Dizhou?"

The game of the top strong has the opportunity for young people to perform and strive for the interests of their respective camps, so as to avoid the occurrence of top wars and solve problems.

"I'm afraid that the Holy Son of each sect is not Chen Qingyuan's opponent."

The evil figures of the Thirty-six sects in Dizhou have seen the strength of Chen Qingyuan with their own eyes, and they know that they are not as good as themselves.

When Chen Qingyuan came to the position of the battlefield, the huge vortex in the depths of the starry sky changed and began to rotate. The law flowed thousands of wisps, which contained a mysterious meaning.

A young man in a purple brocade came out of the vortex, nine feet tall and handsome.

"Who is he?"

Thousands of pairs of eyes fell on the young man in purple, all showing suspicion.

"I've never seen it."

The high-level forces of all forces communicate with each other, and no one can know the origin of the young people in purple.

"His body seems to be covered by a layer of fog. It's really strange that he can't see through the realm of his cultivation with his ability."

A Mahayana monk observed carefully, frowned and was very surprised.

"He was entrusted with an important task by the top can, and he is definitely not an ordinary person."

In the face of the eyes of monks from all walks of life, Jiang Liubai's expression remained unchanged.

That man is my opponent.

Jiang Liubai's eyes swept away and stayed on Chen Qingyuan's body, looking indifferent.

The cultivation of the first infant?

Specially asked me to come forward to fight, in order to deal with a guy from Yuanyingjing, are you serious?

The first thought that came out of Jiang Liubai's heart was doubt, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.