Behind Mu Di and Hua Sheng, the Xiangsheng holding a string of beads had a flat face, and his eyes looked through the enchantment to the top of the towering Ten Thousand Saints Mountain, where the Spirit Emperor Hall was located.

That is the most revered position of the Ten Thousand Souls.

"The Spirit Emperor preached, every time he took out three artifacts as a reward, either a top-level exercise, or a holy weapon, or more likely other treasures!"

Xiangsheng flicked the beads in his hand, and the light incense shrouded his body, which made people confused, and some of the surrounding disciples involuntarily moved closer to him.

"The Spirit Emperor opened the altar lecture at this time, which is nothing more than wanting to show his disciples to the whole clan! So these three artifacts may be just the words that the Spirit Emperor gave to him!"

"However, if you want to get the gift of the Spirit Emperor, how can it be so easy!"

The corners of Hua Sheng's mouth also showed a sneer, and he said.

"Don't underestimate this Zhuang Jian, according to the latest news, Zhuang Jian went to the abyss of spirits and demons with the phantom this time, and he actually killed a horned dragon!"

Mu Di also heard that the phantom was sanctified and went away to the sky, but the news from it was surprising, you know, although the dragon clan is slightly weaker as a whole, but the horned dragon is also comparable to the existence of the holy order, Zhuang Jian was able to kill it, indicating that it has the power to resist the holy order.

"It must be that phantom deliberately exaggerating the strength of the Spirit Emperor's disciples in order to get close to the Spirit Emperor's lineage, that kid is not a good thing!"

Hua Sheng is extremely uninterested in the phantom.

"I just passed the Holy Tribulation, I didn't want to consolidate my cultivation and set up a mountain, but I went to wander in the sky, it's really not a good job!"

Hua Sheng pursed his lips and said.

"Do you see that people have been pressing for so long, and the accumulation has reached the extreme, and it has come to fruition, and you have pressure in your heart, right?"

Mu Di still has some understanding of the Phantom's strength, of course, she also knows Hua Sheng very well, but she also has some small opinions about the latter's slander of the Phantom so much.

"Mu Di, are you from the Three Emperors Sect or from the Meizu?"

Hua Sheng looked displeased.

"Humph!"

Mu Di twisted his face and ignored Hua Sheng at all.

"Don't quarrel! No matter whether Zhuang Jian's strength is exaggerated or not, he will definitely have to make a move in today's situation, otherwise, it will be meaningless for the Spirit Emperor to set up a situation today, and in addition to the three of us today, there are also other mountain masters present, what kind of system are you like this?"

Xiangsheng stood behind the two of them, and he was also speechless.

When Mu Di and Hua Sheng heard this, they also glanced at it stupidly for a week, and obediently closed their mouths.

Outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Zhuang Jian's five people also stood outside the martial arts training ground early at this time, and they were also very excited about today's Spirit Emperor's preaching.

However, the sage's preaching is a great opportunity, compared to the task on the task list, the risk is much smaller, but the benefits obtained are greater, because it is possible to get the guidance of the sage, and even more, for example, that Lei Zhentian is actually in the Dharma Saint's method, spying on his own innate method, which is equivalent to directly paving the path of cultivation in the future, and it is a flat river.

"The Spirit Emperor preached today, it should be that he wants to push Brother Zhuang Jian out!"

Ziling Mei looked at Zhuang Jian and said.

"We have been in the inner clan for a while, and the Spirit Emperor, as the only disciple recruited by the Spirit Emperor, although he has had a lot of opportunities, but among the inner clan, there are many saints, and under their respective peaks, there are outstanding disciples, and they are also famous saints, and if you want to make a name for yourself in the inner clan, Brother Zhuang Jian will definitely have to do it today!"

"The battle of the Ten Thousand Spirit Clan is extremely strong, if you don't have some real strength, it is really difficult to call it a disciple of the Spirit Emperor!"

Zhuang Jian is not afraid of challenges, he also knows that the Spirit Emperor's move has the intention of pushing it before everyone, although he has had a lot of opportunities in the past month or so, but he has very little understanding of the inner clan, and even the Holy Son, he only knows the Phantom and Qin Feng.

That Qin Feng had seen it once in the Wanling Mountain Range, and when he returned to the inner clan, there was no trace, and the phantom was now sanctified, and he was also sent by the Spirit Emperor to travel to the heavens, and the rest of the characters, Zhuang Jian really hadn't been in contact.

"Among the Ten Thousand Soul Clan, regardless of the realm, as long as you can withstand the sage's move and be undefeated, you can be called the Holy Son!"

"Winning the title of Holy Son means that you have the potential to compete for the patriarch of the Ten Thousand Spirits Clan, so all the Holy Sons are in a competitive relationship, and competition is inevitable!

"And the battle between the Holy Sons, the death and wounding are at their own risk!"

Lan Sheng explained, the last sentence made his heart tremble.

"Bear the casualties!"

Zhuang Jian also had a chill in his heart, among the Ten Thousand Souls Clan, there are strict clan rules, although each peak has the right to kill, but it is absolutely not allowed to kill outstanding disciples, but this battle of the Holy Son is life and death.

Obviously, there are the most stringent conditions for the head of the force.

If the future leader is not able to accept any challenge, I am afraid it will lead to the collapse of the entire force, so if you want to compete for the only seat, you must not have any failure.

"The Spirit Emperor set up a seat, and some disciples who have entered the Holy Rank will also participate, among which there are many arrogant people, Brother Zhuang Jian was accepted as a disciple by the Spirit Emperor, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no Holy Son who will make trouble!"

Ziling worried.

"It's okay, if you can't even pass this level, then you don't deserve to be called a disciple of the Spirit Emperor!"

Zhuang Jian smiled indifferently, if those so-called holy sons thought that he was easy to knead, then they had to weigh it well.

Boom!

Just between the five people talking, above the Spirit Emperor Palace, there was a long bell ringing, and between the five people looking up, above the Spirit Emperor Palace, there was a light pouring, and suddenly, the enchantment that shrouded outside the Ten Thousand Saints Mountain all year round suddenly dissipated into nothingness.

The grand voice of the Spirit Emperor also resounded around the Ten Thousand Saints Mountain.

"Those who hold the Spirit Emperor's order will enter the Ten Thousand Saints Mountain!"

Outside the mountain gate, hundreds of disciples each had a delicate token in their hands, and the spiritual power on it flickered, which was obviously issued by the Spirit Emperor, which was counted as a qualification to enter the Ten Thousand Saints Mountain.

Just after the voice of the Spirit Emperor was issued, everyone was in the palm of their hands, and the spiritual power was urged, and all kinds of spiritual power were stirring around their bodies, and the next moment, people turned into streamers, and directly entered the mountain gate of Wansheng Mountain.

Whoosh!

Between the silent peaks in the past, so many disciples were suddenly added, and it was also lively all of a sudden, and the name of the Ten Thousand Saints Mountain was still quite mysterious to the disciples of the rest of the peaks, after all, the only one who could freely enter and leave the Ten Thousand Saints Mountain was the Spirit Emperor.

However, although he was curious, in the Spirit Emperor's order, there was obviously a route guide, and the disciples of each peak moved quickly within a moment of stay.

"You lead everyone to the Conferral Hall!"

Just as Zhuang Jian and the others were watching, Zhuang Jian's ears were also filled with the voice of the Spirit Emperor.

"Let's go too!"

Although Zhuang Jian had not been to the Conferral Hall, he also knew its location, and the five of them were the first to arrive.

"Let's go in first!"

Zhuang Jian glanced around, and no disciples showed up at this time, so he was going to lead the four of them into the teaching hall.

However, just as he raised his feet, a voice sounded in the ears of the five like muffled thunder.

"A mere Xuan-rank disciple dares to enter before the Sage!"

Airplanes!

Except for Zhuang Jian, the four Blue Saints, any perception seems to be shielded, an unbearable force, mixed with sound waves, like muffled thunder, roaring, if there are no protective measures, the four of them will be dispersed by the sound wave in an instant.

However, what kind of person Zhuang Jian is, at the moment when that voice sounded, an invisible energy field enveloped the four Blue Saints, and the sound wave that was enough to kill the four people was also suddenly dissipated into the invisible after coming into contact with that energy field.

Zhuang Jian stood still in front of the door, his face instantly cold.

"Which Holy Son is Your Excellency, do you dare to show up?"

"You're a disciple of the Spirit Emperor, doesn't look good!"

There was a voice again, Zhuang Jian followed the reputation, but found a young man in a blue robe, clapping his hands, looking at Zhuang Jian expressionlessly, it was Nahua Sheng.

"The Ten Thousand Souls Clan has rules, even if it is a sage, it is not allowed to do anything to ordinary disciples, as a holy son, is it possible that you want to provoke the rules of the clan?"

Zhuang Jian said angrily, if he hadn't made a timely move, the four of Ziling would definitely not be able to withstand this person's sound waves.

"You can withstand the blow of this seat, and you already have the qualifications to become the Holy Son, between you and me, but the opponent of the competition, will not die!"

Hua Sheng's face remained unchanged, but his tone was plain, as if he was about to wipe out a few ants just now.

"Hua Sheng!"

The four Lan Saints also came back to their senses at this time, their eyes looked at Hua Sheng in horror, obviously the latter suddenly made a move on them, and they were also terrified.

"One of the Three Emperor Gate Sages, Xing Yuehua?"

Zhuang Jian also had a thought, Nahua Saint was one of the three saints of the Three Emperors Gate, named Xingyuehua, who was also a leading spirit body recruited by the Ten Thousand Spirits Clan in the lower plane, and was one step earlier than Qin Feng, Phantom and others.

"I am friends with the Three Emperors Sect Silin, Hua Sheng suddenly got into trouble, I don't know why?"

Zhuang Jian thought about it, and also remembered that he should have maintained the face of the Three Emperors Gate when he helped Si Lin retire from the starfall that day, but Hua Sheng made a move without saying a word, obviously he didn't appreciate it.

"Could it be the Xuanwu Vault?"

After all, with the degree of cherishing of the Xuanwu Vault, it was enough to make this Hua Sheng's heart move.

"That kid Silin!"

Hua Sheng stretched out his palm, admired Ruyu's nails, and said softly: "His skills are not as good as others, and he is still holding on to his mouth, and he is now being forged in my purgatory!"

"And you, today's Spirit Emperor Lecture, it seems that you should also be prepared!"

When Zhuang Jian heard this, his face was even colder, and the Hua Sheng in front of him was obviously not a broad-minded person.

"Do you want to decide the winner now?"