85_85268 But!

All the disciples present knew very well that if they wanted to compete for the top three hundred, it would be more difficult than ascending to the sky, this was not a Canglan Sect, nor was it just the five major sects of the Five Gods Sect.

Instead, dozens of sects fought together.

If you want to stand out among these dozens of sects, the competition among them is simply unimaginable.

"Huh"

At this moment, Yan Yan's eyes suddenly opened.

Two deep divine rays were drawn out slowly, with a simple and sharp breath, like a dusty sword, bringing a layer of ripples:

"Tomorrow's departure, Sky Holy City!"

The sound swept up, bringing up a heavy wave......

It is also at this moment.

The main peak of the Canglan Sect also let out a long howl in unison.

Sword energy, sword energy, fist strength, true qi...... A lot of energy, bursting out in unison, and the amazing momentum instantly enveloped the entire Canglan Sect......

Juggernaut Peak!

A quaint and sacred temple.

A golden glow rose to the sky.

Inside the main hall.

The Golden Emperor sat in the void.

On that body, countless divine patterns flickered, with countless sharp edges, like sharp magic blades, and countless cracks formed in the cut space, like upside-down fish scales, extremely clear.

"Clash of Kings!"

Rumble......

The power of the void rolled up again in an instant, and it seemed like ten thousand swords shuttling through it......

Far away, in a section of the Canglan Sect, in a space that is nearly a million miles away.

Over there.

Above the void, a huge building appeared in it.

This building is like a sacred city in the sky, with a metallic luster, and the entire city is suspended hundreds of thousands of meters in the air, with a sense of mystery and power.

On the metal-like outer wall, there are countless mysterious textures inlayed, which seem to have been formed by the burning of flames, giving people a sense of tearing impact.

Here, it's the Hanging Mountain!

The entire Hanging Mountain, tens of thousands of kilometers long, is mighty, like a sleeping metal dragon, with a domineering aura.

"Snort"

Two sharp and strange rays of light swept across the sky.

This strange divine light, unlike any kind of energy, is insoluble in natural attributes, but it is not a mutated attribute power, but it seems to cover a qiē, with an aura of control.

Follow these two rays of the gods to find the source, in a palace in this hanging mountain.

A looming figure sat in the void.

The mysterious brilliance is constantly circulating around this body, and the two divine rays come out of these eyes.

"Buzz"

This rapid burst of divine light lasted for about a dozen breaths before slowly dissipating, and the surrounding mysterious brilliance also receded, revealing its true face, which was the inheritor of the Hanging Mountain, the Tianguzi who was named the Little Martial Emperor!

At this time, Tianguzi's body was shrouded in a kind of flying immortal-like dusty aura, and in the opening and closing of his eyes, he could vaguely see the slightest hint of gold and silver divine light bursting out.

"Yuan Magnetic Divine Skill, finally broke through to the tenth realm, and reached the Cheng dù of Yuan Magnetic Integration, this time, I want to see, the emperor fights for hegemony, who is still my opponent!"

Tian Guzi's eyes glowed with the golden and silver divine light, and he said slowly......

Far away, in the land of a mountain surrounded by mountains.

An ancient portal stands in it.

The portal, glowing with an iron-blooded aura, although there are no gorgeous decorations on it, only a few traces, but it is these traces that bring a breath of power.

Within that portal, a burly building extended.

The building covers an area of 100 miles.

Inside, countless buildings are interconnected, and some are built on top of a venerable mountain, forming a great majestic posture.

A series of burly figures, constantly appearing in this huge building, these figures, all with a tearing sound, the body is tall and mighty, every movement, all with a fierce force, the entire sect seems to interpret a breath called power!

In that huge, rugged hall.

Two figures are in the middle of it.

One was a thin old man, the other party's face was full of wrinkles, the astonishing long gray-white hair, about to touch the ground, and a pair of cloudy eyes, like a dry spring, as if they would pass away with the wind at any time.

A gray robe, very wide, obviously ill-fitting.

Opposite the old man, there is a petite woman, the other party's figure is very petite, slightly shorter than ordinary women, skin like snow, beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes, is really a stunning beauty.

The other party is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but on that pretty face, there is a resolute expression that ordinary women do not have, showing that this woman can endure hardships.

If Qin Yufeng was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this woman, this person was the senior sister of the Divine Body Sect who had rescued the Iron Lion in the first place, Yan Jiu!

"Jiu'er, you are a rare genius in the history of my Divine Body Sect, especially your Vajra Holy Body is naturally suitable for body refining, so your achievements and strength are definitely beyond ordinary people, with your current half-step supernatural cultivation, in this time in the battle for hegemony, it is naturally a rare opponent, but what I want is for you to reach the top three hundred in this competition, as for luck, our Divine Body Sect does not value it!"

"Master, why?"

Yan Jiu's pretty face moved slightly, and he asked curiously.

"Because there are many disciples participating in the battle for the emperor's hegemony, there are many geniuses, if you play all the hole cards, it may not be a good thing, you only need to enter the top three hundred!

The old man said with a smile......

At the same time.

In an ancient temple that was incomparably far away from the Divine Body Sect.

A middle-aged woman with a wonderful figure stood there.

This beautiful woman is richly dressed, fair-skinned, and the whole person's temperament is refined, she looks no more than thirty years old, this age is the most attractive period for women, and this beautiful young woman is even more extraordinary, whether it is figure or temperament, like a ripe peach, enough to make any man swallow saliva.

Across from her sat a figure.

From that wonderful arc, it is enough to see that this is a beautiful woman who is enough to captivate the country and the city, although she only sees a wisp of face, but it is enough to make people unable to extricate themselves.

"Feng Yi...... This time, don't let your teacher down!"

Looking at the woman sitting cross-legged, this beautiful woman's face had a moving arc, and she said softly, her voice was sweet, with a hint of charm......

"Roar!"

A violent dragon roared out from a luxurious and atmospheric mountain villa.

This is the Little Dragon King Villa!

The voice brought a vast power, as if a demon dragon had awakened.

The next moment, in the entire void, a huge vortex appeared, and in the center of the vortex, a terrifying tornado formed, and then became more and more powerful.

It was as if the magic dragon was writhing, and everywhere it went, it set off all kinds of raging waves.

"Broken!"

A sound full of killing aura slowly released it.

In an instant, a radius of several thousand meters completely exploded.

Everywhere he went, a qiē in a radius of a kilometer instantly turned into powder and even nothingness......

And in the distance, a middle-aged man, nodded with a satisfied expression, looking at the terrifying power that erupted in the distance, the expression on his face became more and more happy, this person is the owner of the Little Dragon King Villa, the eight-armed Dragon King!

"Tianlong has finally broken through to the cultivation of the Divine Power Realm, and this time in the battle for the Emperor's Hegemony, my Little Dragon King Villa is about to rise from here...... Also, that kid, he must die!"

Speaking of the last moment, the eight-armed dragon king's eyes instantly became cold and extraordinary......

Doushen Palace!

A terrifying spear intent, as if the essence of the spread to the extreme, sharp spear intent, in this void, evolved into a huge divine spear phantom.

"Hahahaha...... This kid from Zhan Shan has finally comprehended his own gun intent!"

A burst of maniacal laughter erupted quickly.

I saw a group of disciples, with a happy look on their faces, looking towards the phantom of the divine spear on the void.

These disciples all have a strong fighting spirit on their bodies, their eyes are like electricity, and each of them is surprisingly sharp, as if they can enter a fighting state at any time, and this group of people stands together, as if they are a group of battle maniacs.

The name of the disciples of the Doushen Palace who is warlike is indeed worthy of its reputation......

With the advent of the Battle of Champions.

For a while, one by one, one by one, the forces seemed to be ignited, and they all burned together, and for a while, countless strong men and many forces began to act one after another......

Day 2!

Except for some elders and protectors of the entire Canglan Sect who guarded and protected the sect, the rest of the people who controlled it all came out of the mountain one after another.

Every one of them has their own disciples.

For a time, the momentum could be described as rare in the Canglan Sect.

The disciples of each main peak all contain terrifying battle intent, and the true qi on their bodies lingers, and there is obviously no weakling.

Indeed, those who can enter the ranks of the inner disciples of the sect naturally do not need to be weak, and each of them can be described as gifted and talented at the level of martial arts cultivation.

This time, the outer disciples were not eligible to participate.

No matter how hard this outer disciple tried, in this Heavenly Continent, Yi Qiē could not get rid of the premise that the strong were respected.

In the sect, the identity of a disciple of the inner sect symbolizes strength.

The disciples of the outer sect naturally did not have the possibility of joining.

Although this is cruel, it is also the only rule that the strong are respected.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

An earth-shattering roar was transmitted in this void.

I saw a figure of 100 meters long, slowly appearing in the void.

In the figure, with a majesty that could not be concealed, as if it was substantial, it was enveloped in an instant, and even some disciples began to take a few steps back unbearably, and their mouths were gasping for breath.

"Oh my God...... It's a six-winged windmon?!"

But!

All the disciples present knew very well that if they wanted to compete for the top three hundred, it would be more difficult than ascending to the sky, this was not a Canglan Sect, nor was it just the five major sects of the Five Gods Sect.

Instead, dozens of sects fought together.

If you want to stand out among these dozens of sects, the competition among them is simply unimaginable.

"Huh"

At this moment, Yan Yan's eyes suddenly opened.

Two deep divine rays were drawn out slowly, with a simple and sharp breath, like a dusty sword, bringing a layer of ripples:

"Tomorrow's departure, Sky Holy City!"

The sound swept up, bringing up a heavy wave......

It is also at this moment.

The main peak of the Canglan Sect also let out a long howl in unison.

Sword energy, sword energy, fist strength, true qi...... A lot of energy, bursting out in unison, and the amazing momentum instantly enveloped the entire Canglan Sect......

Juggernaut Peak!

A quaint and sacred temple.

A golden glow rose to the sky.

Inside the main hall.

The Golden Emperor sat in the void.

On that body, countless divine patterns flickered, with countless sharp edges, like sharp magic blades, and countless cracks formed in the cut space, like upside-down fish scales, extremely clear.

"Clash of Kings!"

Rumble......

The power of the void rolled up again in an instant, and it seemed like ten thousand swords shuttling through it......

Far away, in a section of the Canglan Sect, in a space that is nearly a million miles away.

Over there.

Above the void, a huge building appeared in it.

This building is like a sacred city in the sky, with a metallic luster, and the entire city is suspended hundreds of thousands of meters in the air, with a sense of mystery and power.

On the metal-like outer wall, there are countless mysterious textures inlayed, which seem to have been formed by the burning of flames, giving people a sense of tearing impact.

Here, it's the Hanging Mountain!

The entire Hanging Mountain, tens of thousands of kilometers long, is mighty, like a sleeping metal dragon, with a domineering aura.

"Snort"

Two sharp and strange rays of light swept across the sky.

This strange divine light, unlike any kind of energy, is insoluble in natural attributes, but it is not a mutated attribute power, but it seems to cover a qiē, with an aura of control.

Follow these two rays of the gods to find the source, in a palace in this hanging mountain.

A looming figure sat in the void.

The mysterious brilliance is constantly circulating around this body, and the two divine rays come out of these eyes.

"Buzz"

This rapid burst of divine light lasted for about a dozen breaths before slowly dissipating, and the surrounding mysterious brilliance also receded, revealing its true face, which was the inheritor of the Hanging Mountain, the Tianguzi who was named the Little Martial Emperor!

At this time, Tianguzi's body was shrouded in a kind of flying immortal-like dusty aura, and in the opening and closing of his eyes, he could vaguely see the slightest hint of gold and silver divine light bursting out.

"Yuan Magnetic Divine Skill, finally broke through to the tenth realm, and reached the Cheng dù of Yuan Magnetic Integration, this time, I want to see, the emperor fights for hegemony, who is still my opponent!"

Tian Guzi's eyes glowed with the golden and silver divine light, and he said slowly......

Far away, in the land of a mountain surrounded by mountains.

An ancient portal stands in it.

The portal, glowing with an iron-blooded aura, although there are no gorgeous decorations on it, only a few traces, but it is these traces that bring a breath of power.

Within that portal, a burly building extended.

The building covers an area of 100 miles.

Inside, countless buildings are interconnected, and some are built on top of a venerable mountain, forming a great majestic posture.

A series of burly figures, constantly appearing in this huge building, these figures, all with a tearing sound, the body is tall and mighty, every movement, all with a fierce force, the entire sect seems to interpret a breath called power!

In that huge, rugged hall.

Two figures are in the middle of it.

One was a thin old man, the other party's face was full of wrinkles, the astonishing long gray-white hair, about to touch the ground, and a pair of cloudy eyes, like a dry spring, as if they would pass away with the wind at any time.

A gray robe, very wide, obviously ill-fitting.

Opposite the old man, there is a petite woman, the other party's figure is very petite, slightly shorter than ordinary women, skin like snow, beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes, is really a stunning beauty.

The other party is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but on that pretty face, there is a resolute expression that ordinary women do not have, showing that this woman can endure hardships.

If Qin Yufeng was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this woman, this person was the senior sister of the Divine Body Sect who had rescued the Iron Lion in the first place, Yan Jiu!

"Jiu'er, you are a rare genius in the history of my Divine Body Sect, especially your Vajra Holy Body is naturally suitable for body refining, so your achievements and strength are definitely beyond ordinary people, with your current half-step supernatural cultivation, in this time in the battle for hegemony, it is naturally a rare opponent, but what I want is for you to reach the top three hundred in this competition, as for luck, our Divine Body Sect does not value it!"

"Master, why?"

Yan Jiu's pretty face moved slightly, and he asked curiously.

"Because there are many disciples participating in the battle for the emperor's hegemony, there are many geniuses, if you play all the hole cards, it may not be a good thing, you only need to enter the top three hundred!

The old man said with a smile......

At the same time.

In an ancient temple that was incomparably far away from the Divine Body Sect.

A middle-aged woman with a wonderful figure stood there.

This beautiful woman is richly dressed, fair-skinned, and the whole person's temperament is refined, she looks no more than thirty years old, this age is the most attractive period for women, and this beautiful young woman is even more extraordinary, whether it is figure or temperament, like a ripe peach, enough to make any man swallow saliva.

Across from her sat a figure.

From that wonderful arc, it is enough to see that this is a beautiful woman who is enough to captivate the country and the city, although she only sees a wisp of face, but it is enough to make people unable to extricate themselves.

"Feng Yi...... This time, don't let your teacher down!"

Looking at the woman sitting cross-legged, this beautiful woman's face had a moving arc, and she said softly, her voice was sweet, with a hint of charm......

"Roar!"

A violent dragon roared out from a luxurious and atmospheric mountain villa.

This is the Little Dragon King Villa!

The voice brought a vast power, as if a demon dragon had awakened.

The next moment, in the entire void, a huge vortex appeared, and in the center of the vortex, a terrifying tornado formed, and then became more and more powerful.

It was as if the magic dragon was writhing, and everywhere it went, it set off all kinds of raging waves.

"Broken!"

A sound full of killing aura slowly released it.

In an instant, a radius of several thousand meters completely exploded.

Everywhere he went, a qiē in a radius of a kilometer instantly turned into powder and even nothingness......

And in the distance, a middle-aged man, nodded with a satisfied expression, looking at the terrifying power that erupted in the distance, the expression on his face became more and more happy, this person is the owner of the Little Dragon King Villa, the eight-armed Dragon King!

"Tianlong has finally broken through to the cultivation of the Divine Power Realm, and this time in the battle for the Emperor's Hegemony, my Little Dragon King Villa is about to rise from here...... Also, that kid, he must die!"

Speaking of the last moment, the eight-armed dragon king's eyes instantly became cold and extraordinary......

Doushen Palace!

A terrifying spear intent, as if the essence of the spread to the extreme, sharp spear intent, in this void, evolved into a huge divine spear phantom.

"Hahahaha...... This kid from Zhan Shan has finally comprehended his own gun intent!"

A burst of maniacal laughter erupted quickly.

I saw a group of disciples, with a happy look on their faces, looking towards the phantom of the divine spear on the void.

These disciples all have a strong fighting spirit on their bodies, their eyes are like electricity, and each of them is surprisingly sharp, as if they can enter a fighting state at any time, and this group of people stands together, as if they are a group of battle maniacs.

The name of the disciples of the Doushen Palace who is warlike is indeed worthy of its reputation......

With the advent of the Battle of Champions.

For a while, one by one, one by one, the forces seemed to be ignited, and they all burned together, and for a while, countless strong men and many forces began to act one after another......

Day 2!

Except for some elders and protectors of the entire Canglan Sect who guarded and protected the sect, the rest of the people who controlled it all came out of the mountain one after another.

Every one of them has their own disciples.

For a time, the momentum could be described as rare in the Canglan Sect.

The disciples of each main peak all contain terrifying battle intent, and the true qi on their bodies lingers, and there is obviously no weakling.

Indeed, those who can enter the ranks of the inner disciples of the sect naturally do not need to be weak, and each of them can be described as gifted and talented at the level of martial arts cultivation.

This time, the outer disciples were not eligible to participate.

No matter how hard this outer disciple tried, in this Heavenly Continent, Yi Qiē could not get rid of the premise that the strong were respected.

In the sect, the identity of a disciple of the inner sect symbolizes strength.

The disciples of the outer sect naturally did not have the possibility of joining.

Although this is cruel, it is also the only rule that the strong are respected.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

An earth-shattering roar was transmitted in this void.

I saw a figure of 100 meters long, slowly appearing in the void.

In the figure, with a majesty that could not be concealed, as if it was substantial, it was enveloped in an instant, and even some disciples began to take a few steps back unbearably, and their mouths were gasping for breath.

"Oh my God...... Is it a six-winged windmon?!".