The sword intent was dispersed, it was just a temptation, the heirs of the three immortal scriptures of the East China Sea, the immortals descended from the sky, and the sons of the Taoist gods, these people are difficult to produce one in a thousand years, and now they are all gathered in this era, proving that the coming of the prosperous era also means that the world will no longer be peaceful.

The East China Sea Crazy Swordsman Feng Wantian was not surprised because his sword intent was shattered, the three sects of the East China Sea are the overlords of the East China Sea, and after thousands of years, there should be a few outstanding people who can be on the stage.

He was not disappointed, the younger generation had never been an opponent in the chaotic waters of the East China Sea, and now he met the geniuses of the three sects here, and each of them was not inferior to him.

The eyes of the wind remnant sky flashed with a strong battle intent, and he was eager to make a move immediately, he was not afraid of the hostility of many sects, because he was a mad swordsman in the East China Sea, and he dared to provoke the immortal Ning Dan monk of the Yuan Infant, he only cared if there was an opponent, and everything could be fearless.

The red moon is floating, and it seems that it is about to be unsheathed immediately to accompany its master in battle.

Chen Yu stood silently behind him, when the monstrous sword intent emitted a fierce intent, he could feel the essence of the killing intent contained in the knife intent roaring like a ghost, he was definitely a swordsman who came out of the sea of blood and had experienced the washing of blood donation.

Although Sword Ruthless is also a practice of killing, but his sword has not yet been infected with blood, and lacks a pure killing intent, if Sword Ruthless is relative to this East China Sea mad swordsman, the victory rate is probably only one percent, unless he evolves Wuji Kendo to the extreme.

"What a ferocious killing intent, how many demon beasts did this swordsman kill in the chaotic sea area to condense this kind of sword intent. ”

The people of the Qingliang Sect let out a long sigh, some of them almost suffocated in the face of that sword intent, and they didn't even dare to raise the natal magic weapon in their hands to face the enemy.

"This kind of sword intent has reached the extreme of the Ning Dan realm, and it is enough to sweep away the opponents of the Ning Dan realm, and it can be said that only the people present can pick it up. ”

Ye Shatian suddenly spoke, he glanced at the Penglai Immortal Sect, and he was not surprised, but when he looked at the Xiaoyao Sect, he found that one of the people in the Heavenly Sword Peak Sect was extremely eye-catching.

The man thought about it, but there was confidence in his eyes, and he seemed to be fearless in the face of that sword intent, and even had the intention of trying, but it was a pity that he was taken down by the Ning Shen Sect.

For a moment, Chen Yu felt that someone was watching him, and through the crowd, he saw the young monk who was dominating the world looking over here, the eyes of the two were smooth, and each saw the temptation in the other's eyes, and soon it was fleeting, but they all remembered the hostility emanating from the other's eyes.

"That is Ye Shatian, who really deserves to be the heir of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Immortal Sutra. Chen Yu was curious, that is the Immortal Sutra, according to his knowledge in the entire East China Sea, there is only one left by the Qingliang Sect, it is said that the Immortal Sutra can choose people as the main one, and this Ye Shatian can become its successor, and it is absolutely powerful.

"Senior brother, you said that there are only five people present who can defeat the East China Sea mad swordsman?" someone asked without giving up.

In the Qingliang Sect, Ye Shatian made a very rare statement, and this time, he suddenly smiled.

"That knife has been infected from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, and it is very rare to be able to catch it in the field, I think there should be two people in the Xiaoyao Sect ......"

"Two people, apart from the son of the Dao God, who else can stand side by side with you, Senior Brother!"

They were amazed, since Ye Shatian opened his mouth, that was the truth, but who was that person?

Ye Shatian stopped talking, although he didn't know much about Chen Yu, but he was sure that Chen Yu would be able to catch the knife of the wind and the sky.

In the Dry Void World, all the young generation of monks in the East China Sea came, and the black pressure gathered in this small world, about five thousand, more than the total number of people in the past.

Located in a vain place in the dry and void world, the Lingxu Daoist slowly walked out, looking at the five thousand young monks from afar, and the voice was like a big bell in Honglu.

In view of the large number of people participating in the Donghai Asking Dao Martial Arts this time, the first round of primary selection was held...... The number of primary candidates is tentative...... Five hundred!"

"Five hundred? Make no mistake, we have 5,000 people here, and only 500 people will be selected in the primary!" Some monks are excited, the primary election is a 1 in 10 probability, which means that in order to pass the primary, you must step on the body of nine people, how difficult is this.

"It's not fair to us. ”

There are many scattered cultivators, or small sects have made a commotion, they are few people, and there are many people in the sect present, if they want to gather together, they are the targets of purge, and they can't even enter the primary election.

"Silence!" There was a Soul Returning Grandmaster's divine thought that was directly suppressed, making many monks dare not speak.

"The primary selection is divided into ten battlefields, and personnel will be randomly teleported to these ten battlefields, and nine opponents who can be defeated will be automatically teleported out of the battlefield. ”

The Lingxu Daoist said lightly, although it was random, but the three sects of the East China Sea and even other sects had a large number of people, and they themselves had an advantage, and it was difficult for the scattered cultivators and small sects to compete at all.

However, this remark greatly appeased some scattered cultivators and small sects, after all, the cultivation world was originally very cruel, and if the Spirit Void Dao people didn't consider them, they wouldn't make random decisions that were out of order.

In an instant, the entire Dry Void World fell silent as a divine thought appeared in their minds.

Many people are looking left and right, and the people of the same door are rounding each other, which is a secret method transmission of the Lingxu Dao people, distributing them to every war zone.

"The eighth battlefield, I'll wait for you!"

A long howl sounded from the crowd, and the long knife of the red moon in the wind remnant sky was horizontal, declaring war on all the monks, he was in the eighth battlefield, it was definitely a battlefield of death, just because of the sword intent he exuded, he could shock people and be difficult to move, if he drew the knife, who could take it?

He quickly disappeared and was the first to enter the eighth battlefield.

"I didn't expect me to be there. Ye Shatian stared at the back of the wind remnant sky gradually dissipating, very casually, because his strength was strong, even in the face of the wind remnant sky, it would not be a big problem.

The two murderous statues of the East China Sea Crazy Swordsman and the Immortal Scripture Descendant are divided into the same battlefield, this is absolutely explosive news, could it be that these two people will fight it out in the preliminary round.

Many monks were frustrated, and they were all assigned to the eighth battlefield, which was almost a death zone, and many strong men were among them.

"Damn, I'm on the eighth battlefield too!"

There was a sullen voice from the Heavenly Sword Cultivator, Chen Yu looked over, and he saw several familiar faces, several of them had mocked him, and even the Ning Dan Late Stage Cultivator who had been too proud of himself was among them.

"Senior Brother Chen, which battlefield are you in?"

Fang Lin asked on the side, because he had won the first battlefield, there were many Heavenly Sword Sects in the same sect, and they could help each other, if Chen Yu could also be assigned to which battlefield, with the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect taking care of him, it would be easy to enter the preliminary round.

Chen Yu smiled: "I'm very lucky...... On the eighth battlefield. ”

Fang Lin was stunned, he was amused by Chen Yu's words, the eighth battlefield, because of the addition of the two fierce gods Ye Shatian and Wind Remnant Heaven, this battlefield was full of dangers, if you met those two people, you could directly announce your surrender.

"I guessed he wouldn't even be able to make it past the preliminary round. ”

There are many monks in Tianjian Peak who are watching the excitement, and Chen Yu was assigned to the eighth battlefield, and he was brushed down when he appeared.

Fang Lin didn't know what to say to comfort Chen Yu, and finally patted Chen Yu on the shoulder and said, "This...... Hey, it's all fate. ”

In his opinion, Chen Yu entered the eighth battlefield with many auspicious and unlucky, and if he could escape the two fierce gods, there would be a glimmer of hope.

There were several Heavenly Sword cultivators walking forward, and the leader was none other than that Ning Dan late stage disciple, with cold eyes.

"I'll just say that you can't pass the first test, if you are willing to beg me, maybe I can not let you lose too badly, otherwise it will damage the prestige of my Heavenly Sword!" His smile was very cold, he got the eighth battlefield, even if he was defeated by those two fierce gods, as long as he dodged perfectly, he could definitely pass the preliminary round.

He was very confident and walked over deliberately, as if he saw Chen Yu frustrated when he was swept out of the battlefield.

"I've always been lucky enough to get through the preliminary rounds. ”

Chen Yu laughed casually, remembering the late Ning Dan monk in his heart.

"Luck, I told you not to fall into my hands. The late stage disciple of Ning Dan passed by Chen Yu's side, and a small voice came from it, full of hostility.

Watching the figure of the disciple gradually disappear in front of his eyes, Chen Yu's eyes narrowed unconsciously, and he said with interest: "I said that I have always been lucky, because ...... You'll be able to meet you in the preliminary round. ”

The little turtle in his arms shivered, feeling the coldness emanating from Chen Yu, but it didn't come out, afraid of being exposed, and secretly mourned for those unlucky monks in his heart.