Chapter 116: Enter
After arriving at the place, Qingzhou found that in addition to the Wild Dragon Venerable, there were several other groups of Crossing Venerables coming.
Waiting for everyone is a dying old Venerable of the Tribulation.
"It's all here, let's get started!"
Venerable Madness said in private, don't look at this person's decrepit appearance, but he is the confidant of the Ascended Monk, who is responsible for the selection of his followers.
The old man raised his hand, grabbed a large ball of light, and said to everyone, "This is a master's essence, if I excite it hard, it will produce an impact torrent, if you can withstand the impact, ten steps in front of me, it will be considered to be passing, if you can't bear it, give up as soon as possible, otherwise your life is in danger." ”
Venerable Madness Dragon and the rest of the Venerable Tribulation who took the lead stepped back, leaving Qingzhou and the others to be tested.
Seeing that everyone was ready, the old man vigorously stimulated the light cluster in his palm, and it was suddenly like a rising tide, and the torrent in the sky was mighty, rushing towards all the Tribulation Venerables present.
The Tribulation Venerables who came to be recruited, Xiao Ban was similar to Qingzhou, they were all Eleventh Tribulation Venerables, and the rest were all Ten Tribulation Venerables, seeing the torrent rolling in, they all used their strength.
The Ascended Monk was far more powerful than they could have imagined, and even if they didn't come in person, it was just that the old servant came with an aura, and the attack he launched was enough to make all of them feel like they were facing a great enemy.
The torrent added, Qingzhou's ears buzzed, and his heart reverberated with a huge echo, and the fierceness of this move exceeded the upper limit of Qingzhou's estimate.
"Oops!"
After a few screams, Qing Zhou heard several weaker Tribulation Venerables, who couldn't even withstand the initial torrent and were blown into the distance, becoming the first defeated eliminator.
The 128,000 pores around his body opened at the same time, stimulating sword qi thinner than a hair, surrounding Qingzhou, forming a layer of misty and hazy light, and all the torrents that hit were blocked out by this light.
Qing Zhou stepped forward, struggling against the fierce current, and at the same time, the three or two Eleventh Tribulation Venerables also went against the current.
The old man coughed a few times, trembling with his thin body, and nodded approvingly, "There are still a few that can be used." ”
The next moment, the old man's hand was tightened, the light cluster was crushed, and it was completely integrated into the torrent, and then the strength and scale of the torrent instantly increased by a hundred times.
Qing Zhou saw that the sword qi light outside his body was compressed to the extreme, turning into a coat thinner than paper, clinging to the surface of his skin.
"The avenue of killing, the following grams. ”
In the face of the other attacks of the flying upgrade, Qingzhou used the avenue of killing, and as a weak person, he began to fight back against the torrent.
A sword roar shook the sky, Qingzhou's footsteps suddenly accelerated, the light on his body was sheng, and he gathered into a sword shape, breaking through the torrent and sprinting forward, and in the blink of an eye, he came ten steps in front of the old man.
"Alright, you've passed. ”
As soon as the old man's words fell, his thin palm fell, and he grabbed Qingzhou and put it behind him.
After Qingzhou landed, his eyes looked at the old man in disbelief, the grasp just now, without the slightest fireworks, obviously not fast or slow, but it made Qingzhou dodge, it can be seen that the old man's strength is unfathomable, and it is a few points more powerful than the Venerable Win Light I have seen before.
After Qingzhou won, it inspired the competitive spirit of the other Tribulation Venerables, and several slightly stronger Eleventh Tribulation Venerables each launched their secret methods, or their size skyrocketed into giants, or they were surrounded by earth, fire, wind and thunder, and walked ten steps in front of the old man against the fierce torrent.
In the end, there were six Tribulation Venerables, except for Qingzhou, the remaining five were veteran Tribulation Venerables, and it seemed that they had a long lifespan, and they should have consciously broken through the hopelessness, so they gave up cultivation and decided to join the Flying Ascension Monk.
The rest of the Tribulation Venerables were not strong enough, and they were defeated under the torrent one after another, and they were completely out.
When the old man saw that the six people were selected, he nodded approvingly, bowed slightly towards the Crazy Dragon Venerable, and left with Qing Zhou and the others.
Venerable Madness Dragon watched Qingzhou leave, "Daoyou Li Qing, you get what you want, you can enter the Cloud Palace, but the future is fierce or auspicious, it is all up to you to break through." “
Then he was embarrassed again, "It's a trouble to go back and explain to your friends of the Innocent Dao." “
"Listen, master is worthy of the rhino, and you take refuge in slavery, and do not call him by his name, but call him his master. “
"Dare to ask what the seniors are called?" asked Qingzhou.
The old man glanced at him, "The old decay is not worth mentioning, call me Uncle Gao." “
Then, the old man cautiously warned everyone, "You will live in the spiritual realm for a long time, and from now on you will enter the Cloud Palace, and if you want to live in the Cloud Palace, and live to follow the master to ascend, you must remember that in the Cloud Palace, only the existence of the Ascension is a human being, and we are just lowly people." “
"You are all Venerables in the late stage of the Tribulation, high up in the spirit realm, but when you arrive at the Cloud Palace, you are insignificant, more despised than dust, remember, don't take yourself seriously. “
When Qingzhou heard the words of the old man Gao Bo, his heart became heavy, and the trip to the Cloud Palace was far from being as easy as he imagined.
Gao Bo took the five of them and flew to a certain clearing, and when he looked up, the Cloud Palace was still hanging high in the sky, looking out of reach.
"It's right here!"
When Gao Bo stopped, he stretched out his clean hands and offered a pillar of fine incense, which was lit in the wind.
When the incense is lit, a faint green smoke rises and stops when it reaches a certain height, penetrating deep into the space, as if reaching another dimension.
"Lao Gao, it's too late. A faint voice sounded, as if coming from another world.
The next moment, the space in front of him was torn violently, and it was carefully seen that the huge crack as high as ten zhang was actually held up by a finger, and although the edge kept squirming, it could not be healed.
Lao Gao took Qingzhou and the others into the rift, and then the fingers behind him disappeared, and the rift slowly closed.
Qing Zhou looked down and found that he was already in the Cloud Palace, and he could actually see the spiritual land below through the faint space.
"Let's go, ahead is the master's palace. ”
Everyone was just about to trigger, but they saw the clouds in the sky in front of them rolling like porridge, mixed with a large amount of blood, obviously something terrible happened.
"Cloud Palace, more is better than less, go quickly. Gao Bo said.
But the blood-colored clouds flew towards them.
A big hand covered the sky, suppressing the three Tribulation Venerables to the death, trapping them in the palm of his hand like a cat and mouse.
Several Venerables of the Tribulation repeatedly sprinted, but they were still unable to break through the restraints of their palms, and they were flicked and plucked by five fingers, and they were completely powerless to resist.
Seeing this scene, Gao Bo's expression was extremely ugly.
Qing Zhou understood that the master of the big hand was a Flying Being, and the few Tribulation Venerables he teased were the Twelve Tribulation Venerables.
The Venerable Twelve Tribulations are at the point of half-step ascension, high in the spiritual realm, but now they are being teased by the ascended monks in every way, like ants being plucked by wooden sticks.
"Enough of playing, you're useless. “
After a lazy voice came out, the big hands were suddenly closed, and the three Twelve Tribulation Venerables didn't have time to escape, and they were pinched into a ball of flesh, indistinguishable from each other.
After killing the three Tribulation Venerables, the master of the big hand seemed to notice Gao Bo and his party, "Hey, there are also ants!"
Hearing this, thinking about the means of killing people just now, Qing Zhou and the others' hairs stood up.