"It's time to play, you silly girl is really in love, hey! I'm the only one left alone!"
Ye Yaoyao joked to Chu Linglong on the side.
"Sister Yaoyao, don't talk nonsense, I really don't have it!"
joke! How could she, Chu Linglong, be a superficial person with a pretty face? She was just curious about Jianyi's physique and sword's intention.
However, nine out of ten women start liking a man because they are curious about him.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. If you like it, go for it. When you enter the Holy King's Palace, I will check it for you."
Chu Linglong blushed and said nothing.
And Zhang Sheng, who was standing next to Yang Feng, almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and he was so aggressive.
Why didn't he realize that Jianyi was a forced king before? And it is still the kind that Yang Fengzhen passed down.
"Oh, Brother Yang, the people around you seem to be monsters!"
Wang Feng and Yang Feng had been in contact for a long time, and they knew each other somewhat, but not much. However, Wang Feng was secretly very concerned about Yang Feng's affairs.
In the freshman arena, he also knew something about the rising dark horse Jianyi.
But today, Jian Yi's performance was beyond his expectation. The bell rang nine times. It was impossible for him to do better than Jian Yi. This was not because of self-effacement, but because Wang Feng had a certain talent for his cultivation. Self-awareness.
As for who has the most hope of participating in the trial of the Holy King's Palace today, the bell rings nine times, and it is none other than Ye Yaoyao and Yang Feng.
However, this was without his knowledge. If Wang Feng knew about the tutor qualification certificate assessment, he probably would not think so.
"Hmph! I, Zhang Sheng, even if the bell cannot ring nine times, I will still ring it seven times so that you can have a good look."
Looking at the surrounding female monks, looking at Jian Yi with admiration, Jian Yi did not stay any longer and immediately turned around and entered the Holy King's Palace.
Zhang Sheng, with an ambition that surprised all the monks, walked toward the Purple Bell with sonorous and powerful steps.
The arm, as thin as a woman, hit the purple bell with all its strength.
Five rings!
When the bell rang five times, Zhang Sheng showed a little disappointment on his face, but in the eyes of all the students,
Why is this guy so unlucky?
"Congratulations to Zhang Sheng for obtaining the status of an elite disciple of the Holy King's Palace, receiving the reward: "Ten Thousand Swords Killing Formation", and entering the Holy King's Palace as an elite disciple of the Holy King's Palace."
It is necessary to know that the formations of the formation masters are divided into three categories: illusion, trapping, and killing formations, and correspondingly, the formation masters are divided into: mortal, spiritual, and fairy formation masters, and each level is divided into nine levels.
As for the reward Zhang Sheng received, the "Ten Thousand Swords Killing Formation", as soon as you hear the name, you will know that it is a killing formation, and even the weakest killing formation requires a first-level immortal formation master to cast it.
"Killing formation? This is a formation that requires an immortal formation master to activate. Does Zhang Sheng have this ability?"
"Hey! Don't forget, Zhang Sheng is also fourth in this freshman competition!"
"Fourth place? Just him? Come on! He just managed to get into fourth place by relying on shitty luck, otherwise he probably wouldn't even be able to pass the audition."
…
Zhang Sheng was just about to feel proud when he heard others bragging about his deeds, but the next sentence directly made him break his guard. What does it mean to be lucky?
That's called the Son of Destiny! Being uneducated is terrible.
"Hey! Brother Zhang, that's pretty good! Your spiritual root talent is beyond my expectation."
Zhang Sheng accepted the first half of the sentence with a smile, but in the second half of the sentence, the smile on Zhang Sheng's face instantly solidified.
Coughed.
I complained in my heart: Are you praising me or hurting me?
What is unexpected? That's to be expected, right?
But Zhang Sheng knew that when he looked at Chu Linglong, that figure in white clothes and snow, all the unwillingness in his heart turned into motivation.
Step into the Purple Bell!
Click!
Click!
Wang Feng twisted his neck and prepared to play.
A figure in white clothes, Sheng Xue, rushed in front of him.
Chu Linglong!
Wang Feng was considered an extremely talented woman among the junior students, and she had heard about Chu Linglong's deeds.
"Linglong, seize the opportunity. I think that boy is just a piece of wood. You have to take the initiative."
"Sister Yaoyao, what are you talking about?"
I don’t know why, but every time the name Jian Yi is mentioned to Ye Yaoyao, Chu Linglong always feels a strange feeling in her heart.
Chu Linglong rolled her eyes at Ye Yaoyao and came to the purple bell.
Jade's hands were clenched into fists, and Yuanli roared from his body, and he punched the purple bell.
The endless sound of bells rang one after another.
One ring,
Two rings,
Three rings,
…
Seven rings!
Chu Linglong's cultivation talent could only make the bell ring seven times. Many students had a pity in their eyes, but Chu Linglong knew her cultivation talent well.
Her spiritual root talent is not as good as Ye Yaoyao, nor can she compare with Jian Yi. Among the remaining people, her spiritual root cultivation talent is the "worst".
"Congratulations to Chu Linglong, for obtaining the status token of a true disciple of the Holy King's Palace. The reward is: Emperor-level mid-grade spiritual energy technique "Taiyi Sword Jue". Please enter the Holy King's Palace by virtue of your status as a true disciple of the Holy King's Palace."
Hearing the words "Emperor Level Middle Grade", all the students took a breath of cold air.
Not the king level, nor the emperor level, nor the saint level, but the emperor level. There are not many immortal-level spiritual energy spells in the entire Daxia planet, and the emperor-level spiritual energy spells are also extremely rare.
Normally, only those in the Combination Realm, or the Mahayana Stage, the ceiling of combat power in the Immortal Realm, can have spiritual energy techniques, but when they reach that level.
Reiki magic has been given a new title.
Supernatural power!
The stage of transformation into gods, the transformation of mortal bodies, the condensation of divine bones, and the realization of realms means entering a new level, which is called: "divine realm".
The three great realms of transformation, integration, and Mahayana are all uniformly divided into: the realm of gods.
It is conceivable that Chu Linglong's bell rang seven times. Although it did not obtain an earth-shattering inheritance like Jianyi, the emperor-level magical power given by the Holy King's Palace,
Equally amazing!
"Emperor-level mid-level, hiss! Could it be that this Holy King's Palace was a supreme power in ancient times?"
"No, it's possible that it's an immortal force coming to the mortal world."
"Such an existence cannot be compared to any force in the world of immortality."
…
You must know that this Holy King's Palace is not a real saint's power, but a trial palace used by ancient saints to select disciples.
It is just a palace used by the huge ancient forces to select their disciples.
But that's it, the tip of the iceberg of the power of the ancient saints, the emperor-level, saint-level, and emperor-level magical powers, were given at will, leaving many students stunned.
"Emperor-level magical power, "Taiyi Sword Art"?"
Xia Houying on the dome raised the corner of her mouth but said nothing. She thought that it cost her a lot to bring the Holy King's Palace here.
Now it seems that it is well worth the money. To be honest, this is the first time she has opened the Holy King's Palace since she discovered it.
She herself didn't know what earth-shattering treasures were inside.
"Chu Linglong, "Taiyi Sword Jue", emperor-level magical power. It seems that the rewards given by this Holy King's Palace match her."
Wang Feng murmured to himself as he looked at the white-clothed Shengxue figure who stepped into the Holy King's Palace.
"Hey! It's finally my turn." 33
Click!
Click!
Twisting his neck hard, Wang Feng waved his sleeves and his figure flashed in front of the purple bell.
Aim at Zi Zhong and strike hard.
The bells sounded like sonic waves, like layers of waves.
With a sense of rhythm, climb up the levels!
boom!
boom!
…
One ring,
Two rings,
Three rings,
…
The last eighth sound was deafening!
Suddenly the bell stopped ringing at the eighth ring.
Stop suddenly!
Then, the voice inside the purple bell sounded.
"Congratulations to Wang Feng. You have received the inheritance reward from the Holy Palace. You need to pass the inheritance trial and obtain the status token of a direct disciple of the Holy Palace. Please enter as a direct disciple of the Holy Palace."
Dan King, Wang Feng!
In his third year, he is a proud son of the alchemy department. He is so proficient in alchemy that he even puts to shame some of the older alchemists.
The president of Zhuxian University, Kintaro, personally awarded him the honorary title of Little Alchemy King.
Who would have thought that Wang Feng, who is so famous, has such a dazzling talent in spiritual root cultivation.
At this time, someone once again remembered the words of a certain saint, "When God closes a door for you, he will definitely open a window for you."
But from this moment on, this sentence has been overturned. God, you closed the door and opened the window. You almost demolished the wall altogether.
A monster who cultivates both alchemy and immortality.
"Inheritance again? Who the hell can give me a reasonable explanation?"
"Ahem! Brother, I have a question."
"What? Tell me."
"How many inheritances does the Holy Palace have?"
"Go away! Ask me, who the hell am I going to ask?"
…
It’s another inheritance. Isn’t it said that inheritance is priceless?
This is already the second inheritance, and there is only one Holy Palace.
"Is this another inheritance? It seems that God has blessed me with Zhuxian University!"
Xia Houying, above the sky, whispered to herself, these students who have received the inheritance are the most evil disciples in the academy. As long as they are given time, they will definitely become the mainstay of Zhuxian University in the future.
Passing on the fire, Xia Houying seems to have seen Zhuxian University standing proudly among the many forces in the world of immortality in the future.
"Brother Yang, I'll go first."
After saying that, Wang Feng also entered the Holy King's Palace.
Gu Qianqian also walked towards Zi Zhong at this time. She had absolute confidence in Yang Feng's talent. You must know that even her second soul was defeated by Yang Feng.
One can imagine how evil Yang Feng's talent is.
Not surprisingly, Gu Qianqian also received a inheritance and the status of a direct disciple of the Holy King's Palace.
In fact, even though it was only Baxiang, even at the peak of the Holy King's Palace, there were only a few who had the status of direct disciples.
As for Jiu Xiang, only every thousand years in the Holy King's Palace would such a peerless genius appear.
Seeing Gu Qianqian's equally impressive talent, Xia Houying twitched her lips and looked at Yang Feng with a strange look. If Jian Yi was an exception, how should Gu Qianqian explain it?
There is also that man who is as lean as a stick. His cultivation talent is already among the best among his peers, but what is truly monstrous is his talent in formations.
She was only a fifth-level spiritual formation master, so the Holy King Palace gave her a reward: "Ten Thousand Swords Killing Formation". Others didn't know the power of this killing formation, but she, Xia Houying, didn't know it either?
This "Ten Thousand Swords Killing Formation" is enough to rank among the top thirty formations even among all killing formations.
The golden elixir will has a golden list, and the array master's killing array also has a killing array list.
Some people died, but not completely...
