Three hundred and forty-seven, the covenant war

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The face of the Xuanwu Mountain Lord in mid-air was a little more meaningful, and he said: "This one-year small test not only made a young talent like Lu Chen Murong Sang emerge in this mountain, but also made this group of disciples who don't know the height of the sky understand their own shortcomings, very good!

Mu Santian and Deacon Xing also had some different looks on their faces.

Under the ring, Xu Yang took a deep breath, his eyes flew, collided with Lu Chen's falling gaze, and said in a deep voice: "Xu Mou lost this time, but in the three-year test two years later, I will definitely ask my junior brother for advice again, I hope that at that time, my junior brother will not let me down!"

Lu Chen said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, don't worry, Lu doesn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and is waiting for the challenge of senior brother at any time!"

Xu Yang's eyes flickered a few times, and he didn't say anything more. The only thing you can do is to be more diligent and work harder than the other person!

At this time, Yan Zhendong landed in the ring, his eyes were full of smiles, he nodded again and again, and said: "Congratulations, junior brother, winning the first place in the small test! This is a thousand medium yuan crystals, and you will be rewarded for getting the first place!"

Lu Chen's expression moved slightly, Yan Zhendong took the storage bag containing a thousand medium yuan crystals, and stepped aside.

Yan Zhendong's gaze fell on the other cultivators who had entered the top ten competition, and said, "What are you waiting for, come up." ”

A group of cultivators flew up from below and caught the reward sent by Yan Zhendong.

The other cultivators in the field had a blazing look in their eyes, and they exploded unabashedly. Medium Yuan Jing, after all, is extraordinary, and they are very eager to get it. One year of cultivation time is not enough to widen the distance between cultivators, or to undergo earth-shaking changes in strength, but two years is different.

At that time, such a group of disciples, either from the small faction below, or from the miscellaneous areas of the Aragami Sect, will definitely undergo greater changes, the strong will be stronger, and the weak can only be weaker.

After the reward was released, Yan Zhendong's gaze swept over the audience, and said in a deep voice: "After a year of small tests, you must have understood that your own strength is insufficient! Yan just hopes that you can make up for your own shortcomings and make your own strength go further! Although the point system has been exempted, there will be other assessments in Xuanwu Mountain, and perhaps inadvertently, any of you will be eliminated!" It's still the same sentence, if you want to get a brilliant and bright tomorrow, you have to work hard, you have to be diligent, you don't work hard when you're young, even if you want to work hard when you're old, you don't have the mental strength, don't you? Okay, let's go down - Lu Chen, you stay. ”

The other cultivators glanced at Lu Chen with envy, and the different colors in their eyes were not disguised. Of course, they knew what Lu Chen was going to face, and he was going to represent Xuanwu Mountain to compete with the elites of the other Nine Outer Gate regions.

If he wins the first place, the mysterious reward of the Xuanwu Mountain Lord will be in hand, and even if he can't win the first place, the Xuanwu Mountain Lord will definitely not let him run in vain.

Xu Yang glanced at Lu Chen deeply, and secretly said, "Two years later, it must be me Xu Yang who will fight on behalf of Xuanwu Mountain!"

Just a few breaths, except for a group of cultivators of the Ning Dan realm and the Xuanwu Mountain Lord, only Lu Chen remained.

With a wave of one hand, the Xuanwu Mountain Lord exploded with extraordinarily powerful power, and Lu Chen's body flew up involuntarily, and he heard the Xuanwu Mountain Lord's indifferent voice resounding endlessly, and said: "Lu Chen, now go with the Mountain Lord to set the mountain for the sky - the first competition venue of the outer gate of your generation is there." ”

With a boom, Lu Chen only felt that an extraordinarily scorching wave of qi shot out, overlapping firelight, and in the wanton flying, a flaming flying boat was already carrying him and the Lord of Xuanwu Mountain, rushing away from Xuanwu Mountain.

Lu Chen's eyes moved slightly, and he secretly mused, "Good essence flame energy, could it be that the Xuanwu Mountain Lord is also a powerful cultivator of refined flames?"

On the square, Yan Zhendong watched Lu Chen leave, with a more serious look in his eyes, and muttered to himself: "I hope this kid can make Xuanwu Mountain amaze the audience, and he will not be at the bottom like the previous sessions." ”

Mu Santian smiled slightly: "Senior brother, rest assured, Lu Chen's cultivation may be a well-deserved penultimate in this mountain, but you have also seen his strength, even Xu Yang, who is enough to compete with the genius who is the first in the spirit of the other outer gate mountains, is not his opponent, even if the other people are at an extraordinary level, but if they want to get benefits from his hands, is it so easy? Mu can assert that Lu Chen, this kid, can definitely break into the top three.

Deacon Xing's two deep nasolabial folds jumped slightly: "The first three may be more than that!"

Yan Zhendong's eyes flickered: "Others may not be Lu Chen's opponent, but the one from Qinglong Mountain, I heard that he has broken through the peak of Yunling and is known as the strongest genius in the outer gate area! Except for him, there are several others who are not weak. ”

Mu Shentian's facial muscles twitched a few times, and his eyes were solemn: "In the end, Lu Chen's cultivation is still a little lower, if he advances to the middle stage of Yunling!

The faces of the others all showed knowing looks.

In the sky, the flaming flying boat was speeding and the speed was furious.

Lu Chen only felt the sound of the wind surging in his ears, and in the blink of an eye, the flying boat rushed out far ahead. Just relying on his eyesight, Lu Chen could judge that the flying boat of the Xuanwu Mountain Lord, even if it was not as good as the flying boat that Sikong Ce brought over with a group of cultivators, it might not be much weaker, and the daily journey could not reach 100,000 li, and there should still be 90,000 li.

At this time, the voice of the Lord of Xuanwu Mountain came: "Tianluo Mountain is located outside the core area of the inner gate of the Desolate God Sect, the central hinterland of this huge Desolate God Heavenly Vein under you is more than 100,000 miles away from our Xuanwu Mountain, and the straight-line distance is more than 100,000 li.

After saying this, the voice of the Xuanwu Mountain Lord dissipated without a trace.

Lu Chen was slightly stunned: "It is more than 100,000 miles away from Tianluo Mountain? The width and size of the Desolate God Sect are really extraordinary! Compared to the Tianhe Sect, it is really the difference between a small earthworm and a real dragon, the difference is too great!"

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