Chapter 432: Seven Elders from the Gods

Nie Chen found that the cultivation of these seven people was all the Eight Grades of the Yuan Emperor, and he couldn't help but feel a kind of pressure in his heart.

Liu Laoqi whispered to Nie Chen on the side: "These seven people are the core figures in the Separation God Sect, called the Seven Elders of the Separation Spirit, and their status is second only to the five sect leaders. ”

"Seven Elders?"

The status of these seven people is still below the five sect masters, but their strength has already reached the eighth rank of the Yuan Emperor, so how strong is the strength of the five sect masters? Nie Chen felt a little curious.

And what made Nie Chen even more curious was that if some of these five sect masters had already reached the peak of the Yuan Emperor's Nine Ranks, then why didn't they leave Lishen Island, but stayed here?

Nie Chen took a closer look at the seven people, and found that they were all middle-aged people, but they were all different in height, shortness, fat and thin, but their faces were all dark, and it was obvious that they had only been included in the Sect of Separation after dedicating a soul.

On both sides of those stone tables and stone benches were the seats of the audience, and there were already people seated in the audience one after another, these people did not just come to see the excitement, most of them wanted to take this opportunity to discover powerful creators, so as to absorb them into their own power.

The Cultivator who can win in the Creation Ceremony of the Sect of Departure will not join the Cult of Departure, because it is too important for a Creator to keep the complete Divine Soul, and if they are willing to sacrifice a soul to join the Sect, they don't have to go out of their way to compete, the Sect of Separation is quite generous to its own members, and the Yuanshi vein is unconditionally open to them.

Therefore, these people who came to watch the battle were all here to poach people for the major forces.

"If you want to compete, just go to the stone table and sit down. Liu Laoqi pointed to the center of the hall.

Gradually, ten people walked into the stone table in the middle, sitting quietly on the stone bench, everyone was very careful to wrap their own strength with their spiritual power, if someone wants to spy on the strength of the other party, they must forcibly break the ban on the other party's spiritual power, on the occasion of the competition, no one wants to consume their own spiritual power first in order to spy on the strength of others.

Nie Chen was the eleventh person to walk into the stone table, and he also used his spiritual power to hide his strength, and then looked around.

At this moment, two familiar figures appeared in Nie Chen's eyes, it was Hong Yunxiao and the person called Ming Lao who met in the Heishui River half a month ago.

It seems that the people of Yinyang Mountain have really come here to dig people, but they don't know how Yinyang Mountain will deal with themselves if they win in the end.

However, Nie Chen's current cultivation speed is extremely amazing, and he believes that he will be able to reach the Yuanzun realm in a few days, and at this time, when he meets Hong Yunxiao and Ming Lao again, he is no longer as scruples as he was at the beginning.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, Nie Chen gave Hong Yunxiao and Ming Lao a sharp gaze, and then sat quietly in front of the stone table and closed his eyes to recuperate.

"Old Ming, why is there something wrong with this Nie Chen's momentum?" Hong Yunxiao looked at the old man beside him suspiciously.

The man's eyes gradually narrowed into a slit, and there was a hint of surprise in his tone: "This kid's strength doesn't seem to be below me anymore." ”

"Huh?!"

Hong Yunxiao's eyes widened like copper bells: "I fought with him half a month ago, and at that time he seemed to be still in the realm of the fourth rank of the Yuan Emperor, how could he improve so quickly?"

Ming Lao's gaze gradually became gloomy: "It may be that some kind of secret method was used to temporarily improve his strength." Hmph, I can't imagine that he is still a Creator, if he hadn't offended us, it would be worth our good courtship. ”

At this moment, on the rostrum of the main hall, one of the seven elders of the Divine Sect stood up and said in a loud voice: "This time the Creation Ceremony is about to begin, please ask me to leave the third elder of the Divine Sect, Guangyangzi!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black-robed elder from the Sect of Gods stood up beside him.

This is Guangyangzi?

Nie Chen's gaze looked at this person, and he saw that this person was about fifty years old, with long hair scattered over his shoulders, and he looked quite delicate, with a long beard hanging from the corner of his mouth to his chest.

Guangyangzi stood up and glanced at both sides a few times, and then said: "Today's competition is to refine the Chiyan Pill, the time is two hours, the person who can practice the highest quality Chiyan Pill in the specified time is the winner, if the quality of the two people is the same, then the time of the Cheng Dan will determine the victory." ”

The rules are simple.

Chiyan Pill is a three-grade pill, after taking it, within a day, the martial artist's Yuan Force will have a strong burning power, and it is a relatively common auxiliary combat pill.

Taking the refining of the three-grade pill as the standard of the competition, that is to say, as long as the person who has reached the realm of the third-grade cultivator or above, he is eligible to participate in the competition, but the more powerful the cultivator, the faster the speed of refining the Chiyan pill, and the probability of practicing the high-quality pill will be much higher.

Nie Chen glanced at the materials on the stone table, and then like an old monk in a fixed position, he looked at his nose, his nose and his heart, calmed down, and waited quietly for the start of the competition, and at the same time, a wisp of Hongmeng purple qi had quietly flowed in his fingertips, and it was bound to refine the god-level Chiyan Pill in the shortest possible time.

At the same time, the other ten contestants also quickly adjusted their breathing and adjusted their mentality to the best state, these people are all cultivators who have studied spiritual power, and their grasp of their emotions has long been perfect.

At this time, with the order of Guangyangzi: "Begin!"

The eleven people sitting at the stone table acted quickly at the same time, only to see a full ten Dan furnace vultures emerge from the space, countless fire spirits suddenly appeared, and the entire hall suddenly turned into a sea of flames.

The materials placed on the stone table were put into the Dan furnace by the ten people in the same order, or even the same rhythm, and then those fire spirits converged towards the Dan furnace and burned brightly.

The alchemy techniques of these cultivators are much the same, and only some differences can be seen when using fire spirits. Except for two of them, the rest of them all sent the fire spirit to the bottom of the Dan furnace for refining.

The other two threw the fire spirit directly into the Dan furnace.

Nie Chen did not summon the Asking Heart Furnace, but brushed his hand over those materials in turn, quietly infusing Hongmeng purple qi into the materials, while watching the changes on the field.

At this moment, he had already made a judgment on the strength of the ten people on the field, and from the ability to control the fire spirit, he could see the strength of a cultivator.

Those two cultivators who dared to throw the fire spirit directly into the Dan furnace obviously had a stronger control over the fire spirit than the others, and this method of manipulating the fire spirit could greatly increase the probability of refining high-grade pills, and at the same time, it could also significantly increase the speed of Cheng Dan.

The so-called art masters are bold, and although the refining techniques of the other eight people are conservative, they are far behind these two people in terms of time and momentum.

(End of chapter)