Chapter 102: Zhan Tianfeng, it will be dead
With Su Mu and the others disappearing into the ruins of the Zhan Tian Sect, the selection of the Ten Domains gradually returned to the right track.
For some reason, this selection was surprisingly difficult, and similarly, there were unusually many geniuses emerging.
In the Ten Domains Sect alone, no less than three demons joined.
At the age of twenty, he is already a powerhouse in the Nirvana Realm, stronger than the sect masters of some small sects.
This is not the main thing, the three of them all have cultivated the mysterious physique of one of the hundred great avenue bodies.
Someone's spiritual consciousness has touched the threshold of the seal.
There is even a chosen person, who has been blessed with heaven since the day he was born, and everything goes smoothly, no matter what he does, there is no bottleneck.
It was also named one of the three major young sects by the Ten Domains Sect.
Enjoy endless resources and rights.
The rest of the forces are also not weak this time.
Each has a gifted disciple to join.
The performance of the Tianjiao in the selection of the Ten Domains also amazed many people in the Zhantian Domain.
As for Su Mu, who gave up joining the Zhantian Sect, he was gradually forgotten by everyone.
This is a place where there is no shortage of geniuses.
If you think about it, it's just an after-dinner conversation.
And at this moment, Su Mu was walking in the almost decaying Zhantian Sect.
Although it is in the same mountain range as the Ten Domains Sect, its spiritual power is extremely thin, and it is not even as good as the Desolate Heaven Dao Domain.
Not to mention the birth of some natural treasures, it is simply a place where birds don't.
Looking at this scene, Su Mu's eyes were full of reminiscence.
Zhan Tianzong!
I didn't expect the inheritance to still exist, although it was close to extinction.
But since I am fortunate enough to meet your Dao system, I Su Mu will continue for you!
It's just that the further he walked in, the colder Su Mu's eyes became.
The area of the Zhan Tian Sect is not even as good as that of the Kunlun Sect today.
It's just a few peaks.
However, most of the buildings on the mountain peaks are man-made.
Yes, even only happened not so long ago.
When he approached the deepest peak, a cold light suddenly hit Su Mu.
Murong Yue was about to draw his sword to block it, but was stopped by Su Mu.
Still stabbed towards the door from the cold light in front of him, Su Mu stood still.
But when the cold light approached Su Mu's skin, it stopped abruptly.
However, the sword aura emitted left several deep long marks on the ground.
"Why don't you stab?"
"Why don't you hide?"
With a coquettish shout, an elegant woman in a plain skirt appeared in the eyes of everyone.
"The moves are good, but there is no fighting spirit at all, and they are as weak as flowers."
"You!" It seemed that Su Mu talked about the sore spot, and the woman was a little annoyed,
"The dark fairy jelly has been exhausted, if you come again, don't blame me for drawing my sword ruthlessly!"
"We're here to worship the sect."
"What... What? The woman was stunned, her eyes were full of doubts and shock, and she looked at Su Mu and the others as if she had seen a ghost.
Then he didn't say a word, and disappeared in place with a puff of smoke, leaving only Su Mu and the others messy in the wind.
"Why did you leave?" Jiang Yanli and several people looked at each other.
Su Mu didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to walk towards the mountain.
Of the three peaks, only the one in front of him still looks a little energetic.
Although the medicine fields along the way are small, it can also be seen that they have been taken care of by people.
As soon as he walked to the mountainside, Su Mu was stopped by a group of old, weak, sick and disabled.
The youngest, maybe eleven or twelve? In his hand he was holding a spear taller than his own body.
The old one walks a little staggeringly, and one or two eyes don't seem to be very sharp.
The only one that looks normal, but the strength is weak, and the Cangyun City, which is moving mountains everywhere, is only the Purple Mansion Realm.
With this strength, can the Kunlun Sect beat it?
Wang Tie looked at his fist and felt that if he punched down, these people in front of him should cry for a long time?
This is the sect they are about to join?
It's a bit weak......
The woman in the plain skirt at the head stood with a sword,
"I don't welcome anyone to join my Zhan Tian Sect, and don't want to get anything from my Zhan Tian Sect!"
But Su Mu acted as if he hadn't heard it, and walked straight to the mountain.
"Come here again, I'm going to draw my sword!"
Although the Suqun woman was anxious, the sword in her hand was extremely stable.
But Su Mu seemed to be betting that the woman in the plain skirt would not be able to use a sword.
Eventually, Su Mu walked through the crowd.
The woman in the plain skirt never stabbed this sword from beginning to end,
"As a sword cultivator, if you don't even have the courage to make a sword, this sword, don't practice!"
The plain skirt woman's face was pale, her hand holding the sword was constantly trembling, and her eyes were in a trance.
In front of Su Mu, she was so shocked that she couldn't draw her sword!
Not only the woman, but the rest of the people didn't even have a decent resistance, and they were still passed by Su Mu and the others.
A sect is so weak!
Walking up to the top of the mountain, more than a dozen dilapidated houses came into view, not at all like a sect.
Under the dead tree, an old man with sake lees snored loudly, and he didn't notice the arrival of Su Mu and the others at all.
"Master, master."
Under the successive pushes of the woman in the plain skirt, the old man of the wine lees muttered in a daze:
"Oooh... Worship... Hiccup, okay, 100,000 spirit crystals per person! Buy... Drink ......"
The woman in the plain skirt covered her face with her hands, and the rest of the Zhantian Sect disciples smiled awkwardly, a little embarrassed.
Looking at the master who was snoring, the plain skirt's face softened slightly,
"Since the master has no objection, you are a member of the Zhantian Sect."
Jiang Yanli and the others were stunned, "This is the end?" ”
Isn't there any assessment or initiation ceremony?
"No, it's not over yet, give money." The woman in the plain skirt stretched out her jade hand, her cheeks were slightly red, but her eyes were excited......
The crowd is petrified.
A moment later, Su Mu sat on the top of the mountain, looking down at the Zhantian Sect, which had become a ruin, and didn't know what he was thinking.
Not far away, more than a dozen disciples of the Battle Heaven Sect were sitting in a group, making exclamations from time to time.
"Wow, is this a mid-level spirit crystal?"
"Wow, a king-level magic weapon!"
"Senior sister, senior sister, look, the claws of the brain axe!"
Looking at the gazes of Jiang Yanling and others, Xia Ruoxi smiled awkwardly.
But he still secretly put away a beauty grass.
Then he carefully placed a pot of spirit wine in front of the master.
And Jiang Yanli and others are working hard to build a residence, growing so big, building a house by themselves, this is really the first time.
Who would have thought that after coming to the War Heaven Domain, waiting for them would be like this.
Although they brought it on themselves.
After a long time, Su Mu suddenly got up and walked towards the mountain peak full of thunderclouds in the distance.
After seeing the direction in which Su Mu was heading, Xia Ruoxi suddenly panicked.
And the drunken old man suddenly muttered:
"There's going to be dead there."
Looking at the mountain peaks in the distance, Murong Yue and the others couldn't help but feel a little dignified.
Because on that mountain peak, thunder and tribulation are dense, and from time to time a lightning bolt will fall from the sky.
The whole mountain exudes a palpitating smell.
"Senior brother, where are you going to do something?"
"Just take a look."
Yes, Su Mu just wanted to take a casual look.
Because that mountain peak is the real Zhantian Sect, but under the curse of heaven and earth, it has now become a Jedi.
But where Su Mu wants to go, who dares to stop him?
Jiang Yanling and the others did not hesitate and immediately followed.
Xia Ruoxi hesitated and followed behind everyone.
Even the old man with wine lees looked at Su Mu meaningfully at the moment.
It wasn't that no one had pretended to worship the Zhan Tian Sect before, wanting to seek the Zhan Tian Sect's secret treasure.
But now, apart from the inaccessible Zhantian Peak, what is left of their Zhantian Sect?
Immediately, he stopped paying attention and got drunk alone.
Before Zhan Tianfeng, Xia Ruoxi reminded again: "There will be deaths." ”