It was a radiant old man with gray eyebrows and hair.

Although it gives people a sense of tiger and tiger when walking, its body is a little rickety in the weathered years.

Under the uneven mottled forehead lines, those bright eyes are always full of gentle smiles.

When standing in front of the square platform, the old man's eyes swept away, and no one felt the pressure of Haoran.

Some are just the elders with gratifying eyes, looking at the small achievements made by the younger generations.

Even Meng Yang didn't expect that this old man, who seemed to have reached his prime, would be so kind and kind.

There is no brain supplement like before, and the whole body is volatile with majestic momentum, like a flying god is unattainable.

At this moment, the old man's gaze froze, like the vicissitudes of life whispering in his ears, spread throughout the square.

As the voice fell, there were many disciples hanging in their throats.

"Since the establishment of the Qianyuan Sect, it has been formed through the blood and tears of countless ancestors, and it is the belief of countless ancestors who have worked hard to protect it. No one is qualified to say whether he is good or bad. ”

"In the same way, I don't..."The Great Elder said this, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

Eagle Falcon's eyes avoided sadness and continued: "Maybe in the hearts of many of you, it would be a big mistake to think that the establishment of the Qianyuan Sect is the pursuit of the supreme realm of cultivation, and that it is to constantly compete with other sects to break through oneself in this cruel long river. ”

"Competition may exist, and there will be fighting everywhere, but we must never forget the original intention. ”

"You can't feel it now, but I believe that one day, you will understand what the existence of Qianyuanzong is for, and in his belief in guarding the thousands of mountains and rivers behind him, who he is fighting with, who he is fighting with, and who he is fighting with. ”

"It's this feeling again..."Meng Yang, who was standing at the head of the square, frowned when he heard this.

What Lin Anbo said before respecting the sky at the Lin family's banquet was exactly the same as the feeling that the old man gave him.

Before, Meng Yang thought that Lin Anbo did this on purpose, in order to arouse the honor and disgrace of the Lin family's disciples.

But now, Meng Yang feels that things may be more complicated than he imagined.

"So, what kind of world is the world I have traversed?"

Looking at Fu Tianzhuo, who was silently bowing his head beside him, Meng Yang's deep pupils continued to glow with faint waves.

......

"In this way, as the Great Elder of the Five Peaks, on behalf of the Five Peaks of the Qianyuan Sect, the Old Man officially announced the start of the Sect Initiation Conference. ”

"From now on, you are the true disciples of the Qianyuan Sect. ”

Whew, for a while, all the disciples looked excited, clenching their fists tightly.

Constantly coming to mind, their constant sweat efforts, and thousands of times of cultivation.

For what, for the sake of today, for not yet a point of recognition and recognition.

Especially being recognized by the strong people in the Holy Land, it made their gasping blood boil.

After the old man finished speaking, he once again glanced at the many disciples in the square with complicated and relieved eyes, and continued: "The next host will be handed over to the masters of each peak, and they will tell you some things about the Qianyuan Sect. ”

As soon as the words fell, five male mentors of different ages walked out of the disciple hall.

After hugging his fists and bowing deeply to the old man, the Great Elder of the Five Peaks nodded and walked towards the disciple hall.

Immediately, the instructors glanced at each other, and finally their eyes fell on a mentor with a large body and a stubbled beard.

Under the silent signal, the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, did not speak, and walked to the front of the stage.

Before many disciples could react, a terrifying spiritual power that was so fierce that it was suffocating suddenly swept over.

Everywhere he passed, he caused bursts of pressure on the qi and blood in all the disciples' bodies, causing them to snort in pain.

Supporting the body, the feet and legs standing on the platform seemed to be crushed and shattered in an instant.

Even when I breathe, I feel that I am not breathing air, but the sharp and sharp ice tip that cuts human flesh and bones.

Different from the ease and comfort they had just faced the Great Elder, at this moment they realized what it meant to be a mountain of swords and a sea of fire.

And this coercion, which is enough to break people's bones, not only did not disappear, but also shrouded the entire square for a long time.

"The power of the spirit pressing, this is the strength that only the Heavenly Fetus Realm has. ”

"Chu Wu, Gong Wu, Ju Wu, Melting Body, Heavenly Fetus, doesn't it mean that this mentor's strength is close to the realm of True Martial Grandmaster. ”

"Just the momentum affects 10,000 meters inside and outside, so strong..."

In the crowd, everyone was frightened by this momentum like heavenly might, and their faces changed greatly, and they kept exclaiming.

Beads of sweat the size of beans leaked out of the forehead in an instant, and the cold back was soaked with cold sweat between breaths.

The disciple who had not yet completed the Bone Condensation Realm held on to less than a breath and collapsed to the ground on the spot.

Only Meng Yang clenched his teeth and stood in place with a shocked face.

[Meat Stake Gong successfully resists an attack, proficiency plus 300, current proficiency 3641/20000]

[Meat Stake Gong successfully resists an attack, proficiency increases 400, current proficiency 4041/20000]

[Meat Pile Gong successfully resists an attack, proficiency plus 500, current proficiency 4541/20000]

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"The Heavenly Fetus Realm is simply unimaginably strong..."

Meng Yang bit his lip tightly, and his eyebrows were full of horror.

Especially when he saw the crazy refreshed meat pile information in his pupils, his blazing eyes exuded a blatant light.

After a few more breaths, it was the turn of the disciple of the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan Realm who couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

One, two, three, as time went on, more Five Qi Chaoyuan disciples fell.

In the blink of an eye, there are less than three thousand people still standing in the square of tens of thousands of people.

And among these three thousand people, some of them were half-step Sanhua, and even people from Sanhua Realm looked at Meng Yang and Fu Tianzhuo from time to time.

They have not forgotten that when these two people appeared, their fame made them extremely poor.

But at this moment, they had to re-examine Meng Yang and Fu Tianzhuo.

Because compared to them, who were about to be unable to hold on, these two people did not tremble in their legs except for the continuous sweat on their foreheads.

Some of the other instructors who were still observing from the attic of the disciple's hall were also attracted by the performance of the two at this time.

Even Lin Simin, who bet half of his net worth on Meng Yang, was just staring at it.

"There are still thousands of people who are persistent, this is an opportunity to perform, but also an opportunity to test the potential of strength. ”

"But the limb bones have not yet been condensed, even if I rely on the meat pile skill, after five breaths is my limit, what should I do!"

Looking at Fu Tianzhuo, who was still a little relaxed beside him, Meng Yang gritted his teeth and squeaked.

Unwilling to be stubborn, and the refusal to admit defeat hidden in his heart made his whole face look pale and terrible.

Under the spread of the green tendons, his entire body was in a half-squatting position, as if a mountain was pressing on his back.

Whether it is the limbs, legs, or knees, they all make the sound of bones rubbing against each other under this tremendous pressure.

As long as Meng Yang is willing, he can fall to the ground at any time, and he will only be comfortable if he falls to the ground.

But such an approach is tantamount to admitting defeat, will Meng Yang admit defeat? .

"No, no, never. ”

"I, Meng Yang, am not bad, not bad to anyone, I will never admit defeat, let alone fall. ”