The sea of clouds is rolling and the pine trees are billowing.
On the cliffs of that strange peak, there are majestic dragon halls.
Countless boys and girls gathered together, each wearing a dragon robe, with a cold expression, unruly eyes, and a vague look of domineering.
The man at the front was wearing a golden robe and a golden crown. He was tall and burly, with a look of scorn on the world in his fierce eyes.
This person is the most powerful person in a thousand countries, the black dragon who has reached the immortal state of Xuandi!
Even the dozens of middle-aged people who followed him were extraordinary. They were dressed in golden clothes and showed no anger or authority. They exuded a fierce aura from their bodies.
The black dragon glanced at the disciples in front of him, and then his eyes stopped on a young man, and finally a smile appeared on his face.
"Tiandu..."
he shouted.
This is a tall young man, wearing a bright yellow robe, with black hair like night, and a divine light in his eyebrows. He already has the power of a king!
After hearing this, the young man immediately clasped his fists respectfully, and then slowly stepped out with an proud expression.
The whole person is like a tiger descending the mountain. Every step he takes is majestic, with golden Xia Rui flowing all over his body, exuding domineering power that shatters the sky and the earth!
After he walked out of the crowd, he suddenly turned around and looked at all the disciples, with a sharp look in his golden eyes and an unquestionable majesty in his tone.
"During the Daqian Martial Arts Competition, I, Yuwen Tiandu, will lead you forward to sweep away all forces and get the leader of the Daqian Martial Arts Conference!"
"At the same time, in order to save the face of our Black Evil Sect, we will definitely kill all the people of the Lingxue Sect during this trip!"
The boy's voice was not loud, but it was as loud as a bell, echoing throughout the world.
"Kill all the Lingxue Sect and win the first place in the martial arts competition!"
Hundreds of thousands of disciples shouted, and the domineering voice lingered for a long time.
"Master."
Yuwen Tiandu turned around and handed over his hands.
"Let's go to the ancient secret realm!"
The black dragon waved his hand lightly, looking into the distance with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
"Sect Master, those two people?"
an elder asked.
"I will be locked up in the fire domain for the time being. I want to see what Li Ruoxue can do to fight me if she is so ignorant!"
…
At the entrance of the Black Mountain cliff, black mist fell.
Steel-like buildings are arranged like towering behemoths, and the dark iron sheets give people a sense of gravity.
Fight against the Puppet Sect!
There are only more than a thousand disciples, but everyone is a noble and prominent caster!
At this time, they had a small triangular flag stuck in their waists. Various strange patterns were painted on the flag, and the lines were complex and obscure.
Behind them were endless black armored soldiers, dozens of feet tall, with human faces and animal bodies, three heads and six arms, holding various huge swords, guns, swords and halberds.
Black energy billowed all over his body, reaching straight into the sky. It was densely packed and looked oppressive!
The cold steel breath, dormant in the quiet world, seemed like an army pressing down on the territory, venting the silent desolation and tension.
"Black Steel, where is your war puppet?"
A skinny black-haired old man frowned, but his voice was shocking, reverberating like a melodious spiritual song.
Obviously, the soul is extremely powerful!
The young man he was talking about had a withered figure, a weak demeanor, sunken eye sockets, and was wearing black armor with fine scales. He looked as terrifying as a living dead.
"Here it is."
The young man pointed at a steel palace and smiled. The pale and cold black eyes, like the pupils of a dead person, made people shudder.
"Come out, Black Spider King!"
he shouted excitedly.
The words just fell.
This huge steel palace began to rumble and tremble, and then seemed to turn over, making a deep sound of mechanical friction.
Crunch.
In a flash of lightning, it suddenly turned into an extremely huge steel spider!
His whole body was as dark as ink, his face was terrifying, and his sharp and slender legs glowed with an icy sheen, like a long knife that could tear apart mountains and crack the earth.
It seemed to be alive. There was a faint light in the beast's eyes, and its body exuded a powerful aura comparable to the Xuanlun realm!
This oncoming pressure is more powerful than any war puppet. It can be said that it is the well-deserved king of all war puppets!
"my darling."
The young man's eyes flashed with light, and he jumped up like a crazy madman, lying on the back of the black spider, kissing it crazily, and said excitedly and coherently: "Kill people, we are going to kill people!"
"You must like the taste of blood, hehe, I like it too."
The skinny old man on the ground stared at him intently, and said with a serious smile: "Heigang, if you are lucky this time, you may find the broken ancient war puppet, and there may be soldiers there!"
"Soldier spirit?"
"Ancient War Puppet!"
Hearing the words, the young man raised his head sharply, his eyes filled with endless obsession and greed, and his laughter immediately flowed out.
"..."
at the same time.
In addition to the three special professions, the "Wandan Pavilion" and the "Hundred Formation Sect" also set out together.
…
Jianxing Peak.
The peaks are ten thousand feet high and the mountains are majestic.
This is the largest sect in the northern part of Qianguo, the Sword King Sect, which is famous for its swords!
"Dragon Tiger Sword!"
A one-armed young man with red eyes suddenly flew up, swung the black sword in his hand with one hand, and slashed forward fiercely.
Uh-huh!
That terrifying hundred-foot profound energy was as powerful as a dragon or a tiger. The moment it roared out suddenly, mountains were torn apart.
"Guisan, I want you to die!"
Shi Xiuwei let out a bloody roar, holding a sword in one hand, high in the sky, and slashing at the endless mountains in front of him like he was venting his anger.
Not far away, a man looked at this scene quietly and said calmly: "The Dragon Tiger Sword is at the subtle level, and its strength has reached the seventh level of Xuanwu Realm!"
His white clothes are as white as snow, like the red feathers in the sky, his black hair is flying, his face is as handsome as a peach blossom, and his expression is elegant and unattainable, just like his gentle beauty.
Even the most picky painter in the world would probably not be able to find any flaws in that appearance.
An elder cupped his fists and said: "Sect Master, since Shi Xiuwei came back from the Monster Abyss last time, he has not eaten or drank, practiced day and night, and swung his sword more than ten thousand times a day!"
"I asked other disciples. The person who cut off his arm was named Gui San, and he was from the Black Evil Sect. In addition, he also killed several disciples of my Sword King Sect..."
"My skills are inferior to those of others, I deserve to be killed!"
The middle-aged man glanced at the young man again, frowned, waved his hand, and told him: "Tell him not to practice anymore. If he was beheaded this time when he went to Daqian Martial Arts Center, then he will be beheaded back by himself!"
…
Sun and Moon Palace.
Here the sun and moon shine together.
All palaces are in two states, clearly divided by two kinds of divine light.
A man and a woman stood in front of everyone. The man was wearing a white robe, with hair as white as snow, and his whole body was as elegant as moonlight.
The girl was bright and white-toothed, charming and alluring. She was wearing a red dress that bound her waist, and her long and straight legs were exposed.
The figure is hot, plump and exquisite.
Especially the fire-like long hair, which makes people feel like they are on fire. It is so alluring and makes people's blood boil.
These two people are Xiao Bing and Xiao Huo'er, two geniuses with ice and fire physiques from the Sun and Moon Palace.
Likewise, they are also the most powerful geniuses in this Daqian Martial Arts Competition.
A charming middle-aged man with powdered face and greased lips looked at the two of them and said sharply: "This time, you two will lead our Sun Moon Palace. It's time for me to shake the Black Evil Sect's century-old position. !”
"As you command, Palace Master!"
Both of them raised their hands.
…
Thunder Palace.
There was lightning and thunder, and black clouds rolled in.
Sounds of thunder shot out from the depths of the vast sky quickly, like a wild dragon soaring.
The yellow mist in the sky has merged with the dark clouds, covering the sky and exuding a ferocious and powerful aura.
At the top of the mountain.
A middle-aged man with a heavy aura slowly came here with his hands behind his back. He looked at the young man on the ground and said calmly: "Lei'er, the Daqian Martial Arts Competition has begun."
Hearing this, the closed eyes of the young man sitting cross-legged suddenly opened, as if lightning flashed across his pupils, and there was an extremely sharp feeling.
"Unparalleled talent Yuwen Tiandu!"
"The sun and the moon are proud of each other!"
"Ling Zhenzi!"
"Dan Nu!"
"Black Steel!"
"Li Kuangtian."
"..."
The young man read out the names of dozens of geniuses in succession, then looked at the middle-aged man with burning eyes, clenched his fists, and said: "Master, this time, I will trample these geniuses under my feet, and let the world know that I am Lei Luo !”
…
Crazy Sword Gate.
A drunken young man was lying in front of the mountain gate. His hair was as messy as a bird's nest, and there were a few embarrassing stubbles at the corners of his mouth.
But next to the young man, there was a long knife, which was nine feet long!
The blade is long and slender, with sparkling light patterns.
The white blade exudes a snow-white sheen, with bits of cold light flowing through it, overflowing with endless sharpness, and exuding an aura that is unparalleled in the world.
The disciples passing by heard the thunderous snoring, speaking very softly, and footsteps very softly, for fear of waking him up from his sleep.
Uh-huh!
A middle-aged man in a golden spider-patterned robe came here. His originally gentle and gentle face gradually became distorted, and he cursed loudly: "Li Kuangtian, I'm your ancestor, you bastard, you piece of shit." , the Daqian Martial Arts Competition has begun, why the hell are you still sleeping with me?!"
"Ah, who the hell is this!"
The young man clasped his ears impatiently.
The nine-foot-long sword turned into a stream of light and flew into his hand with a swish.
"If I don't kill you alive today, I will take your surname from now on!"
The young man picked up the long knife and stood up slowly, showing no signs of laziness. His fierce aura rose up, and a powerful aura suddenly spurted out.
But when he raised his head, his eyes were slightly frightened, and he said with a smile on his face: "Hey, Sect Master, it's you, isn't it, this...has this Daqian Martial Arts Competition started?"
"I'm going to drive you immortal Banban!"
The middle-aged man uttered a curse word, then pointed at the young man's forehead with his fist and sleeves, and said with foam at the mouth: "If our Kuangdao Sect doesn't get the first place in the Daqian Martial Arts this year, I won't cut you off. I am your good grandson Li Kuangtian!"
The young man wiped the saliva from his face and said, "Master, this...swearing is not good."
"Hit your ancestors!"
"What the hell!"
…
Xiaojian Valley.
A handsome and charming young man in black robe stood in front of the broad valley.
His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, holding a long bow in his hand and carrying a quiver on his back. He was feeling the rhythm of the breeze. Suddenly his ears moved, as if he had discovered something, and he smiled and said: "Father, you are here!"
"Yes, what are you thinking about?"
A leisurely middle-aged man walked slowly and came to him slowly.
"No."
The young man shook his head and said with a firm smile, "Father, let's go. I won't let you down. This time I will make Xiao Jianmen famous all over the world!"
same moment.
All forces within the Thousand Kingdoms have been mobilized.
Uh-huh!
Uh-huh!
Uh-huh!
Big birds of various shapes soared into the sky, carrying countless disciples on their backs, fluttering their wings across the sky, and crossed over the secular empire.
Regardless of the disciples or the elders, everyone is gathering overwhelmingly towards the ancient secret realm. This will definitely be a prosperous day in the mainland.
The mainland is also uneasy.
Due to the special nature of Daqian Huiwu, the wars among various countries have come to an abrupt halt for now.
Many princes, nobles, and members of the royal family have been rushing to the ancient secret realm from all directions with their elite soldiers and generals since a month ago.
There, there are also opportunities for empire!
Moreover, everyone wants to see how fierce the competition between the great geniuses will be in today's Daqian Martial Arts Competition.
Who can defeat these geniuses and become the well-deserved newcomer king!
Will the ranking of forces among thousands of countries break the unchanging myth that the Black Evil Sect is number one? !
These are all related to the new admissions ceremony!
Because the news of the Daqian Martial Arts Competition will be spread through their hands in various forms until it reaches every corner of the Daqian Empire.
