"It seems that the first form of this Dragon Emperor Technique is not difficult, it only took me one hour to practice it, but I'm afraid it won't be so easy after that. ”

Chen Tian did not rush to continue to practice the second form of the Dragon Emperor Jue because of the temporary success, but repeatedly performed the first form of practice to stabilize the foundation, he tried to be steady and steady, laying a good foundation is the beginning of the next step of cultivation, if he blindly rushed, it would be counterproductive

Time flows, and in the blink of an eye, a month is about to pass

In a quiet and secluded jungle in Xiaoyao Peak, Chen Tian and Ye Xiaojun stood looking at each other.

"Chen Tian, a month is about to pass, and the Holy Son Competition will be held in three days, are you ready?" Ye Xiaojun stood with his hands in his hands and looked at Chen Tian.

"I'm ready. Chen Tian said in a firm tone, his words full of unparalleled confidence.

"Very good, this competition is about the survival of the Extreme Peak, if we lose, once the three months have passed, my longevity is exhausted, the Peak will definitely be divided by some other peaks, then the thousand-year-old inheritance will be completely destroyed. ”

"On the contrary, if you win, you will become an alternate Holy Son, then no matter what, the other peaks will not dare to easily touch a single hair of the Peak of Yaoyao. Ye Xiaojun looked serious and said in a deep voice, looking very concerned about this Holy Son Competition.

"Why do you care so much about the victory or defeat of the Holy Son Competition, Peak Master?" asked Chen Tian.

"Xiaoyao Peak has been down for thousands of years, and it has long been eyed by other peaks, if it weren't for me still alive and they were afraid, I'm afraid that Xiaoyao Peak would cease to exist at this moment, only if you become a holy son can they stop acting rashly. ”

"What is it about Xiaoyao Peak, that makes them so eyeing them so fiercely!" Chen Tian asked.

"It's not a secret, there is a huge dragon vein hidden under the tens of thousands of miles of Xiaoyao Peak, and over the years, the dragon qi has moistened the mountain, so that the aura of Xiaoyao Peak is much higher than that of other peaks, making Xiaoyao Peak a holy place for cultivation, and it is precisely because of this that they want to seize this dragon vein, and want to use this to strengthen their own power, thousands of years ago, in order to prevent them from snatching the dragon vein, I did not hesitate to practice the forbidden method of killing the heavens and demons, but who knew that I went mad and slaughtered tens of thousands of disciples of Xiaoyao Peak, although I stopped them, but this is my sin, and now I want to make up for my mistakes and continue the inheritance of Xiaoyao Peak。 Ye Xiaojun told the inside story of the past, with deep guilt and self-blame.

"What? I didn't expect there to be such a story, I really can't imagine that there would be such a person in a huge Immortal Saint Sword Sect, Peak Lord, please rest assured, I will definitely go all out to participate in the Holy Son Competition!" Chen Tian felt indignant at what happened to Ye Xiaojun, and secretly made up his mind to help Ye Xiaojun win this game!

"Okay, then I'll see. Ye Xiaojun smiled and patted Chen Tian's shoulder, his eyes full of hope.

"The Son Contest will begin in three days, and we will leave for the competition field now. Ye Xiaojun said.

The competition ground is a competition venue for the Immortal Sword Sect to hold large-scale activities and the like, and the sect does not allow internal fights, so the competition field is often also a separate ring for the disciples, but once you are in the ring, it will be a battle of life and death, either you die or I live!

The same is true of today's Holy Son Competition, where the pride of the younger generation of the sect will compete in a battle, and finally select the strongest one to be elected as the Holy Son.

Ye Xiaojun urged the true yuan in his body, flipped his wrist, and sealed with one hand, and in an instant, countless golden talismans appeared in the air, lingering around his body, and a red golden glow spread out under the feet of the two, and the golden glow flashed, and the two disappeared in place in an instant.

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In the Sword Sect, a field is extremely vast, and on such a vast field, a huge circular stone ring is placed in the center of the field, surrounded by a sea of people, and young disciples from all peaks are coming, all looking forward to the Holy Son Competition in three days, even if it has not yet started, the disciples in the field are already extremely gunpowder

"This Holy Son Contest must be captured by my Phantom Peak. A disciple of the Phantom Peak said.

"Heh, forget it, the little Phantom Peak disciple dares to say something big here. A disciple of the Seven Killing Peak scoffed at this and didn't have the slightest disdain.

When the Phantom Peak disciple heard this, he immediately retorted: "Then what is your little Seven Killing Peak disciple, you and I are not worthy of discussing the overall situation here." ”

"You!" The Seven Killing Peak disciples were a little angry and glared at the Phantom Peak disciples angrily.

"You what you. The Phantom Peak disciple glanced at the Seven Killing Peak disciples with disdain.

"You are looking for death!" The disciples of the Seven Killing Peaks suddenly jumped like thunder, and their bodies were steaming with a murderous aura, the killing intent rushed into the sky, and the power of the True Yuan was boiling, and he was a monk who transformed into the Triple Heaven of the Mystic Realm.

"See you in the ring in three days, if you kill you now, what's the matter. The Phantom Peak disciple glanced at him disdainfully and sneered.

As soon as these words came out, many onlookers around laughed.

"You wait for me, see you in the ring in three days, I will definitely tear you apart with my own hands!" After the disciple of the Seven Killing Peak put down such a sentence, he threw off his sleeves and left

There are many such scenes in the competition field, this is just one of them, the competition has not even started the smell of gunpowder is already so strong, you can imagine how exciting it will be once the competition starts.

Thousands of disciples from the Sect of the Crowd of People in the competition hall gathered here, each preparing for the Holy Son Competition three days later, but in the middle of a crowd, several golden rays burst out, thousands of golden runes flew, and two figures appeared out of thin air, it was Chen Tian and Ye Xiaojun.

"What a miraculous exercise. Chen Tian was impressed by Ye Xiaojun's method, he was able to teleport into the competition arena in an instant from Xiaoyao Peak, which was tens of thousands of miles away, this was a great magic method!

Hearing this, Ye Xiaojun smiled and said, "The little void displacement technique is not enough to worry about. ”

"Void Displacement?!Oh my God, that's a technique that has been lost thousands of years ago, and it is rumored that when you practice to the realm of Dacheng, you can instantly create a teleportation formation, teleporting thousands of miles, no worse than the teleportation array!" a disciple exclaimed when he heard this.

"Yo, the little one knows a lot. Ye Xiaojun praised it.

Hearing this, the surrounding disciples gasped, so the words just now confirmed that what Ye Xiaojun had just performed was the Void Displacement, in the eyes of the disciples, who was this middle-aged man in white?!

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