After the storm of worshipping the mountain, Luo Yunzong was as always.

All the disciples should be cultivating, and the hundred who were selected to participate in the Ten Thousand Sects Martial Arts were mostly engaged in actual combat training.

Ning Chuan was much more idle, because he didn't have a spiritual root, so he didn't need to cultivate.

At the same time, he is also a miscellaneous disciple of the sect, and the affairs of the Luoyun Sect are not managed by him at all.

So, he has almost nothing to do every day except for drinking tea.

Ever since Chu Ling'er began to cultivate the Guanghan Immortal Technique, she had very little time to accompany him.

Most of the time, the other party stayed in the heavenly court and cultivated with Chang Xi.

By now, the relationship between these two people has long been so good that they can be regarded as good sisters who are also teachers and friends.

Finally, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the day when the Wanzong Huiwu will be held is coming.

The day before the martial arts, Ning Chuan gathered all the hundred disciples he had selected before.

His gaze swept over everyone one by one, and what satisfied Ning Chuan was that after this period of cultivation, everyone's strength had grown amazingly.

Originally, only nearly half of the people had stepped into the Returning Ruins Realm, but now, there were at least nearly ninety people who had reached the Returning Ruins Realm.

Only one-tenth of the people remained, and they were still in the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

However, Ning Chuan knew that these people should not be willing to break through the realm of returning to the ruins.

"Senior brother, are we about to go?"

Everyone gathered outside the pavilion, they couldn't wait, and after waiting for nearly a time, the time when Wanzong would be able to show their skills was finally here!

In the end, Ning Chuan sacrificed the Hongmeng Emperor Chariot and walked in with everyone, and then under the eyes of the Luoyun Sect Master, Chen Lao and others, the Emperor Chariot quickly swept out of the Luoyun Sect Mountain Gate, and disappeared into the distant void in the blink of an eye.

"Wow, this car is too handsome, isn't it?"

"There is a cave in it, and a hundred of us come in at the same time, and it does not seem crowded. ”

"Senior brother, give me this car!" A disciple looked at Ning Chuan, his eyes purple with envy.

Chu Yi gave him a blank look, "Send you, think beautifully, I begged my brother-in-law for so long, and he didn't pay attention to me." ”

Ning Chuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, this time you will be martial, if you can win the championship, I will give each of you a magic weapon." ”

"Really?"

Everyone's faces were happy, Chu Yi's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help asking, "What kind of magic weapon?" ”

Ning Chuan touched his chin and said, "The last ...... It's also at the level of a holy soldier......"

"Holy soldier-level magic weapon?!" everyone was ecstatic.

Really?

They have a full hundred people here, where did Ning Chuan find so many holy soldiers and give them one for each person?

Chu Yi couldn't help but be curious and asked.

Ning Chuan naturally didn't explain too much to him, just smiled and didn't speak.

Of course, he wouldn't tell the other party that there were many discarded immortal weapons in the Heavenly Court, and those were the remnants of the immortals in the ancient era.

These immortal artifacts were either exhausted due to the flow of immortal power, or they had been severely damaged and became defective products, but the Heavenly Court did not discard them, but collected them all together and kept them in the hands of Li Tianwang.

This is what Ning Chuan inadvertently heard from Chang Xi not long ago.

Because it is a defective product, not a real immortal weapon, Ning Chuan, as the Holy Emperor of Heavenly Court, can deal with it at will, and he can do as much as he wants.

Moreover, a broken immortal weapon, even if the immortal power in it is exhausted, but the power is still there, and it is no problem to bring it to the outside world and say that it is a magic weapon at the level of a holy soldier.

In order to encourage their momentum and let them taste some sweetness, Ning Chuan didn't say a word, and directly entered the Heavenly Court with a thought, and then found a broken ancient sword from Li Tianwang.

"The name of this sword is 'Long Yuan', it is a soldier of the ancient gods, although it is damaged, but its power is still not to be underestimated, I will send it to you. ”

He handed over the ancient sword to Fang Yihao.

This guy is extraordinary, and now he is in the late stage of the Guiru Realm, and he has realized the sword technique inherited by the saint in the Mingcheng Heavenly Saint Garden before.

Fang Yihao has already practiced the sword technique to the fullest, and with the 'Longyuan Sword', his strength can be improved by at least several grades.

"This is a holy soldier?"

Chu Yi was stunned and looked at the ancient sword in Fang Yihao's hand.

This sword looks old, and the degree of damage is a little exaggerated, one end of the hilt has already broken and fallen, and the two sides of the sword peak are pitted, full of damage, just like a saw, where is there still the appearance of a sword?

Just such a broken sword, Ning Chuan called it a holy soldier?

It's too ugly, isn't it?

Moreover, no matter how you look at it, this sword seems to be just scrap metal, and it is completely incompatible with the holy soldiers.

"Good sword!"

And unlike Chu Yi and the others, while Fang Yihao held the ancient sword in his hand, he couldn't help but light up.

He could clearly feel that this sword contained an incomparably terrifying power.

So cheap?

Chu Yi was stunned for a moment.

Right.

It is indeed a bit cheap to use scrap iron as a holy soldier to give it away.

"Can I try its power?" Fang Yihao looked at Ning Chuan with some impatience.

Ning Chuan nodded and smiled, and then parked Emperor Hongmeng's car in the air.

Fang Yihao swept out and stood in front of the emperor's car, holding the ancient sword in his hand, staring at the sky in the distance.

"Buzz ......"

Suddenly, his expression changed, his gaze became sharp, and then, in front of everyone's gaze, a sword slashed towards the sky above.

"Boom ......"

In an instant, the sky changed dramatically, and the whole sky became dark at this moment.

An astonishing sword light cut through the sky, slashing towards the void, and suddenly an abyss as long as a thousand feet emerged, as if the sky was cut in half by this sword, and the vast and infinite momentum was rolling and surging, and the scene was terrifying.

"Nest?"

Chu Yi exclaimed, his face couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"What a terrible power!"

"With such a sword, the power is no less than the full force of an ordinary Dao Slashing Realm powerhouse, right?"

"Senior Brother Fang is only in the late stage of the Ruin Realm, and he can actually slash such an earth-shattering sword......"

Everyone was dumbfounded, their faces full of disbelief, and finally, they looked at the ancient sword in Fang Yihao's hand.

Yes.

With Fang Yihao's cultivation, a sword slashed out, and the power was comparable to that of an ordinary Dao Slashing Realm powerhouse with all his strength.

Undoubtedly, it was all because of the ancient sword in his hand!

"How?"

Ning Chuan asked with a smile.

Fang Yihao looked a little excited, "With this sword in my hand, with my current cultivation, even if I encounter some ordinary Dao Cutting Realm powerhouses, I can be fearless, and I dare not speak to kill the enemy, but there is absolutely no problem with self-preservation." ”。

Everyone was envious when they heard this.

Ning Chuan said, "Everyone will fight for me, as long as the Ten Thousand Sects will be martial, we can win the first place, such a holy soldier, I promise to give you one by one." ”