In the dark mountains, the sound of monsters came out from time to time, birds whistled and screamed, dense branches, pine trees, cold wind blowing, and a coolness spread in the forest.

In a dark, damp cave, overgrown with weeds, the milky stones that fell vertically from the top of the mountain dripping cold liquid, and a large snake hovered over the cave, its scarlet eyes watching everything around it.

The snake's pupils are bigger than an adult's, and its huge body is hidden in the dark.

At this time, the erected pupils of the purple snake flashed a trace of coldness, and in the direction it was staring at, the space began to vibrate, and then ripples appeared, and the last slender figure slowly walked out.

The figure was dressed in a purple robe, with long jet-black hair fluttering, the young man's face was like a crown of jade, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, at this time his eyes had a chill, and the whole person stood in the darkness like a sharp spear standing in the light, exuding a strong aura of coercion.

This young man is Ling Haochu!

The purple serpent roared and let out a burst of warnings, but its body still hovered over the cave, not daring to attack easily, and its intelligence told him that the young man in front of him was terrifying.

Ahead, Ling Haochu's gaze swept coldly, and he glanced at the purple snake, his eyes changed from dark black pupils to five star-like eyes, and the next moment, his eyes burst into a burst of fine light.

The invisible divine consciousness slammed into the big snake's brain, and then, the purple big snake's eyes also changed into the same pupils as Ling Haochu, and it was controlled.

Ling Haochu looked at the big snake indifferently, very satisfied with the new ability in his heart, and said to himself: "From now on, you are my spirit beast." ”

His eyes looked in the direction of the Purple Cloud Sect, the black tower that had just suppressed himself naturally could not be the true body, the moment he came out of the scroll space, how sensitive his divine sense was, he had already reached the middle stage of the reality realm in the experience.

Under the black tower is the clone he created with the five-star eye.

However, after this incident, he had a new understanding of the strength of his own line, whether it was Yin Qin, Jiang Rong or that indifferent youth, the combat power was extremely strong, and he also had a lot of magic weapons and formations.

The young man who was called the sixth junior brother should be the sixth elder of the purple system, Tang Shanhong, whose strength has reached the early stage of the Lingtai, and he has controlled the power of space strangulation, and his strength is extremely strong.

Ling Hao sneered in his heart, let them toss first, do you want to keep me for two months?

Hehe, that's impossible, just came out of the scroll space, and the combat power has not completely stabilized, and in this cave mansion, you can just adapt to your current strength.

A month later, when the master was on his birthday, there was also a mountain selection ceremony, and he had to seize the title of the seventh son of Ziyun, and this grudge was settled.

Yin Qin, I will kill you!

After these few days, not only the Purple Cloud Sect, but also the other sects were also very lively, and the Mountain Selection Ceremony was not only the Purple Cloud Sect, but also the other five sects were also being prepared.

This time the ceremony is different from the past, the Imperial Palace and the Purple Cloud Sect, as well as the Youlong Zou Cloud Palace, the Sword Dao Gate, etc., elect the strongest of each sect, and finally compete for the seat of the Holy Son.

The Holy Son is the strongest disciple of each sect, and he is also the best cultivated, the sect master, the palace master's own big disciple, and his strength is extremely strong.

And in the name of the Holy Son, only ten people from the six sects can be elected, which is why Yangjiang City wants to become one of the seven sons of Ziyun so much, only by becoming the strong man of his own sect can he have a chance to compete for the seat of the Holy Son.

The Holy Son has huge cultivation resources, a Holy Son, a Heaven and Earth below the Order, it can be said that under one person, above ten thousand people, you can have whatever you want.

Of course, the competition for the Holy Son is also very cruel, and every year because of the fall of the disciples competing for the Holy Son, some disciples who are not strong stop at it.

But there are still countless people who want to fight for it, after all, no one can refuse the dazzling power and resources.

Purple Cloud Sect, Youth Academy.

A young man in a green robe, with black bandages tied around his eyes, his blue clothes dancing in the wind, a light green saber in his hand, a strong sword intent emanating from his body, and the whole person stood on the martial arts training ground without anyone, as if it was a sharp sword.

The invisible sword intent spread in all directions, and the leaves slowly floated down, and with a whoosh, the air seemed to vibrate, and before the leaves fell to the ground, they unconsciously split into two halves.

"Senior brother, the sword intent has been completed, and I want to come to the position of the Holy Son this time, and I have my hands on it. “

A handsome young man walked out, dressed in white, and exclaimed.

The green-robed young man shook his head, standing in the middle of the martial arts training ground, not knowing what to think, and after a while, he said slowly: "Has Cao Yunling of the purple system ever come back?"

The handsome young man frowned, he had heard of Cao Yunling's name, and it was spread by the people in the sect, and he said, "I have never heard of it. ”

"That's it" The blue-robed young man seemed to rise to melancholy, looking up at the void, although his eyes tied by black belts could not see anything clearly, no one dared to despise him.

In the Qing Department, there is a person known as the Sword Demon, in order to learn the art of sword intent, at his own expense, he has cultivated a sword eye, which is extremely powerful, the strongest person in the Seven Sons of Ziyun, Nan Dongtian!

The law of a shot of rain will break all the laws.

The handsome young man saw his senior brother Nan Dongtian, his mood was a little low, and his mood also fell together, the most powerful disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect, but now no one can be an opponent, the sword is rusty, and no one can sharpen this sharp sword into a divine sword.

This is the sorrow of the swordsman and the sorrow of the monk.

The swordsman should be brave and fearless, the sword is there, the person is there, the sword is destroyed, and the person is dead.

"Senior brother, there is a new disciple in the Purple Sect, named Ling Haochu, and the master has let him live in the Purple Pavilion" The young man said, his eyes looked at the depressed Nan Dongtian, and he couldn't bear to say any more, he, the most powerful opponent of the Purple Cloud Sect, couldn't fight with him at this moment.

Nan Dongtian suddenly looked up at the young man, and the arrogant and unreasonable aura rushed over, causing the young man to sweat coldly, but soon the breath dispersed, and the young man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, it seems that you have really given up on Cao Yunling. ”

Nan Dongtian shook his head, and under the incomprehensible gaze of the young man, he walked out alone, and his back was slightly lonely and gloomy, no matter who it was, he couldn't admit it.

Everyone knows that the god Cao Yunling, the purple qi comes from the east and the fist style is extremely domineering, but no one knows that the green sword demon moves the sky in the south, a pair of sword eyes, a sword, dancing magic intent, the name of the sword demon, and the name of the purple cloud.

Cao Yunling was the only man who could sharpen his sword, but no one could defeat him now.

The battle between the fist god and the sword demon is probably going to end here.

(End of chapter)