Ordinary forces, Luan Xiaoyao will find a way to talk and make friends, but such a force that obviously has a tough background and an unlimited future is not looking down on her from a small force in the underworld.

Despite taking the pills, her injuries did not fully recover.

Luan Xiaoyao planned to leave the martial arts arena and return to the Zongmen Cave Mansion to cultivate and recover from his injuries.

Just as she was about to leave, a familiar word came to her ears.

"What do you say the Great Jing Dynasty in this human realm is like, and why can it cultivate so many genius disciples? Those disciples of the Lanyan Academy Palace are not high in cultivation, but their strength is the top in the same level, and the people who teach them are really terrifying! ”

"I heard that the realm lord of the human realm is named Gu Lan, who is the King of Jingyang of the Dajing Dynasty, and it is this person who single-handedly built the Lanyan Academy, his strength is unfathomable, and he has a friendship with the Fengyang Heavenly Emperor of the Immortal Realm and the Beginningless Demon Emperor of the Demon Realm, and he is a legendary figure."

"If I heard this kind of thing before, I would definitely feel like I was bragging, but today the Lanyan Academy Palace has become famous in a battle, and it has proven its strength to the Six Realms."

"There has never been a shortage of geniuses in the world, and what is lacking has always been people who teach geniuses, and Gu Lan, the realm master of the Eastern Human World, is that kind of person."

In the casino, the forces of all parties are mixed, and many people are from the two worlds of immortals and demons, and after paying some costs, they also found out some of Gu Lan's deeds.

This is also because Gu Lan did not do anything to cover it up.

Whoever walks through will leave traces.

Before participating in the Ten Thousand Races Competition, Gu Lan had expected this.

Now that the Great Array of Human Realm Protection has been completed, he no longer needs to be as careful as before.

What Gu Lan didn't mind sounded like thunder to Luan Xiaoyao, and the shock it brought to her was simply incomprehensible.

She never dreamed that the unattainable force in her mind was created by Gu Lan.

It turned out that the Lanyan School Palace was established with the support of Dajing!

It's only been more than ten years, why has there been such a big change in the human world?

Recalling the years in the human world, Luan Xiaoyao had mixed feelings in her heart.

She looked at the Soul Killing Umbrella in her hand, and now the Soul Killing Umbrella has been upgraded to a pseudo-emperor soldier, and it is more powerful than before, I don't know how many times.

But Luan Xiaoyao likes the appearance of the Soul Killing Umbrella the most, when she was still in the human world, just like herself at that time.

At that time, she could be extremely confident, arrogant and domineering, and could do whatever she wanted.

At that time, she wanted to challenge all the masters in the world, like a frog that had just jumped out of the bottom of the well, thinking that she had seen all the scenery in the world and could be invincible in the world.

However.

Empress Mu Yuyan of Dajing gave her a head-on blow, and Gu Lan's true strength made her doubt her life.

But even so, she still has the motivation to catch up.

She wants to change everything by ascending.

Now that she has ascended to the underworld, and her cultivation has also reached the holy level, the gap between her and Gu Lan and Mu Yuyan is even greater.

Luan Xiaoyao looked at the sky, her heart infinitely complicated.

For the strength of the Lanyan Academy, she didn't know whether to be jealous or envious.

At the beginning, he also tried to compete with Gu Lan and Mu Yu Pipe.

Now I am afraid that I can't even compare to their disciples.

"Ascension...... Can it really change lives? ”

Luan Xiaoyao murmured softly.

……

The repechage match is over, the knockout round of the Great Competition of All Nations is over, and the final is officially ushered in.

On this day, the big forces that were qualified to directly enter the finals of the Ten Thousand Races Great Competition began to arrive, and the thirty-three days of the Divine Domain became extremely lively.

Countless large-scale flying magic weapons, everywhere.

Among them, there are not only immortal boats, but also immortal mountains, giant beasts, sky cities, and even a Buddha country.

The Upper Seven Clans once again sent a group of core disciples to enter.

The same is true of the Twelve Temples of the Divine Realm, which sent disciples to the scene, including the figure of the Temple of Destiny.

One of the young disciples, who was carrying twelve long swords, instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Is that man the new Destiny Child of the Temple of Destiny? At a young age, he arrived at the Emperor Realm and the Emperor Realm, so strong! ”

"The person who came out of the Temple of Destiny is never strong in cultivation, but in the power of terrifying luck, and this person is the enemy, even if he wins by luck, it is estimated that he will be haunted by bad luck."

"This person seems to be called Chen Feng, he was not a disciple of the Destiny Temple before, it seems that he was brought back by the old man of Yeming when he incarnated as three thousand and traveled to the human world."

The forces of all parties talked about Chen Feng a lot, and kept arranging people to inquire about Chen Feng's origin and strength.

There were also many disciples of big forces who came to talk to Chen Feng, trying to get in touch with the new Destiny Child of the Destiny Temple.

But no matter who came forward to talk, they were all ruthlessly rejected by Chen Feng.

Even Lu Bei, the Holy Son of the Fire Clan, one of the seven clans in the Divine Realm, was no exception.

"So handsome, so cold, I like it!"

"High talent, high cultivation, and handsome, who doesn't like such a genius? If the old man is a nun, if the old man is still young, the old man is also crazy, Amitabha. ”

Among the many forces, many female cultivators looked at Chen Feng's eyes and shining, and even the old monk of Zhengde Temple of the Hidden World Sect of the Divine Realm was attracted to attention.

If it weren't for the fact that the old monk had just approached, he was pulled back by his own host, and he wanted to persuade Chen Feng to become a monk in his own temple.

Being a monk in Zhengde Temple can be the same as not abiding by the precepts, drinking wine, eating meat, marrying a daughter-in-law, and there are cultivation resources to receive, and no matter how many people envy it, they can't envy it.

Ordinary Divine Realm monks don't even have the qualifications to enter the threshold of Zhengde Temple.

Even if the monks of Zhengde Temple are not very serious, there are still many people who want to enter it, and this is the reality.

"Senior brother, that kid has a relationship with the Buddha, I'm going to cross him, why are you pulling me?"

The old monk was skinny, and looked at the host brother who was thinner than himself with a puzzled expression.

"Amitabha!"

"This son is favored by Yeming, the Buddha can't accept him now, and wait a little longer."

The presiding officer of Zhengde Temple is skinny and skinny, but he has a solemn appearance, which is completely different from the temperament of an unserious old monk.

Just when Zhengde Temple entered, above the thirty-three days of the Divine Domain, a thousand rays of light suddenly appeared, covering the entire sky.

"Amitabha!"

"In this troubled era, there are Taoist friends stepping into the divine realm, which is really a blessing for the Six Realms!"

The presiding officer of Zhengde Temple folded his hands and began to recite Buddhist scriptures.

The unserious old monk was touching his bare head, his eyes were golden, and he looked towards a sect inn.

He wanted to find out who was breaking through the Divine Realm.

At the moment when his pupil magic power was just approaching, a terrifying momentum suddenly appeared, directly destroying his pupil magic power.

"Get out!"

A shout of anger resounded through the sea of his knowledge.

The old monk who was not serious immediately got serious, and hurriedly folded his hands and recited Buddhist scriptures.

Then, his eyes began to flow with tears.