Although the original heart painting was shocked back a few steps, the complexion was still as plain as water.

Because she knew that whether it was Jian Chen or the Sword Sect, she definitely didn't have the courage to go against the Immortal Palace, and it was still in the Holy Emperor City.

Sure enough, Jian Chen glanced at it lightly, and the panting sword was desperate, so he clenched his fists with both hands, bowed slightly, and left.

"It's as strong as sword dust, and in front of the original intention picture, can you only grovel. ”

Yue Changge said flatly.

This is the law of survival, there is no strongest, only stronger. What about the Soul Martial Realm, what about the Sword Sect, isn't it still the same fear of the forces behind this original heart painting.

"However, it seems that the Sword Sect is not too far behind the Immortal Palace. ”

In comparison, after Jian Chen's shot just now, Chuxin Painting was not looking for trouble with Jian Jue, which shows that the two forces are still reluctant to go head-to-head.

Yue Changge didn't want to stay here, and the registration was about to close.

...

Above the sky, Chuxin Painting gently looked at the moon song that escaped from the registration crowd.

His eyes were slightly small, and he said secretly in his heart:

"We'll see you again. ”

A few days later, the Asgard admissions competition finally began.

And this is also the most lively day in the Holy Emperor City in recent years.

Many forces in the Wasteland have come here from thousands of miles away, either to visit or compete.

Above the sky, three figures slowly sat down.

These three people, except for the original intention painting as the pinnacle of the Emperor's Martial Realm, the other two are unable to detect the reality.

However, with the ability of the moon to sing, it is still a little visible.

"These two people, their cultivation is at least above the Divine Martial Realm, especially the middle-aged man sitting in the middle, the spiritual pressure when they are calm is already strong to this extent, get serious, I am afraid that they have the strength of the Immortal Realm!"

Yue Changge said with a flat expression.

This is not someone who can be contacted or provoked by his strength, so naturally he doesn't have to care too much.

After a flash of spiritual light dissipated, Dabi slowly began.

Most of the contestants who participated in the competition had reached the level of cultivation above the Heavenly Martial Realm.

After all, there are still many, many people under the soul martial realm, this continent is like this, regardless of men, women and children, demons and monsters can participate in it, strength is the truth to determine everything!

Yue Changge's cultivation has been adjusted some time ago, and his cultivation has slowly reached the level of the half-step Emperor Martial Realm.

If it was really unscrupulous, he could even slash the sword dust under his heyday, and of course, he would also suffer a lot of damage.

In short, now his strength can already compete with the powerhouses in the early stage of the Soul Martial Realm!

Above the sky, Chuxin Painting looked at Yue Changge's performance of riding the dust, and a faint smile appeared on his cold cheeks.

The change in the original heart painting naturally caused the side eyes of the middle-aged man in the green robe on the side.

"You value that young man very much. ”

Hearing this, Chuxin Hua coughed lightly, and said with a flat expression:

"He's not bad. ”

"Oh?"

The middle-aged man in the green robe raised his eyelids, then turned his head and carefully looked at the cool Yue Changge playing under the stand, and said suspiciously:

"It's just a kid from the half-step Emperor Martial Realm, you actually have such a high opinion of him?"

Hearing this, Chuxin didn't say much, just looked at him on the stage with a flat expression