Depressed!
The huge duel field seemed to be dead, filled with deep depression.
Looking at the thousands of enemies around them, the disciples of the Great Wild Immortal Sect were filled with fear and uneasiness.
The faces of the great sages Su Sihai turned even pale.
They can deeply understand how terrifying Emperor Fuso's strength is. As long as Emperor Fusang is willing, he alone can slaughter the entire Great Wilderness Immortal Sect.
Fortunately, Emperor Fusang didn't want to go on a killing spree, or had other motives, so he didn't act rashly.
Su Sihai didn't know what the Tiansheng Shen Sect wanted to do. He discussed it with several great saints, then turned to look at the punishment elder, and sighed helplessly: "The Contest of Gods, let's continue."
"good."
The punishment elder's eyes flashed, and he repeated the rules and said: "Now, the competition continues. All disciples who participate in the assessment must report their names. As long as they can have fifty strength, they can pass the assessment."
The Great Wilderness Immortal Sect caused a commotion, but soon calmed down.
Although they were scared, there was no other way. He could only walk up to the square step by step under the leadership of several elders, and use his soul to attack the soul monument.
"Passed the assessment!"
"failed!"
Voices kept ringing from the square.
At this moment, a stone tablet suddenly vibrated, and with a strong light, the numbers on the stone tablet continued to grow and beat.
Everyone looked along the sound and saw the light of the stone tablet flashing, and finally condensed into three numbers.
One hundred and fifty-seven.
"The Son of the Spear God, Luo Fusheng."
"Oh my god, Luo Fusheng has the strength of the eighth level of refining the gods, and he can have the soul strength of 157."
"This intensity is comparable to the half-step method."
"I really didn't expect that Luo Fusheng's hidden soul could be so powerful."
The disciples of the Great Wild Immortal Sect were instantly shocked and exclaimed.
However.
Among the sounds that filled the sky, a disdainful voice was extremely harsh.
Countless disciples of the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect glared angrily, and saw the young man wearing a feather coat and a star crown, sneered and said: "With a soul strength of one hundred and fifty-seven, what's so surprising? Is it the number one immortal sect in the Southern Wilderness?" , is it just this level?”
"Be bold!"
"presumptuous!"
"Who do you think you are? You dare to humiliate our Great Wilderness Immortal Sect."
Immediately, countless disciples of the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect became angry, pointing at the young man in feathers and scolding him repeatedly.
Although they were shocked by the terrifying strength of Emperor Fusang, they had no scruples at all about these disciples of the Tiansheng Shen Sect.
Even, full of hatred.
The Great Wilderness Immortal Sect has annexed all the immortal sects in the Southern Wilderness, and many of its disciples have sworn hatred against the Tiansheng Shen Sect.
Seeing the Yuyi disciple being so arrogant at this time, the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect felt dissatisfied.
"I knew you were dissatisfied."
The Yuyi disciple was not polite either. He shouted loudly, and the light around him flashed, causing the crowd to subconsciously close their eyes.
When people opened their eyes again, the young man in feathers had suddenly appeared in the center of the square from a height of ten thousand feet.
"This guy is so brave."
"How dare you barge into our dueling arena, and you're not afraid that we will attack him together and kill him?"
"What does he want to do?"
Several Dahuang disciples surrounded him immediately.
The remaining disciples had murderous intent on their faces, staring at the young man in feathers, eager to kill him.
However.
The young man ignored the hostile glances around him, his expression was full of arrogance, and his voice resounded throughout the audience, saying: "Tian Sheng Shen Sect, Wang Gang!"
Boom!
As the voice fell, the back of the young man's head was filled with light.
A giant snake with nine heads, carrying monstrous arrogance, let out an earth-shattering roar. Then it raised its thick tail and slapped it down hard.
This blow was astonishingly powerful.
It was as if the entire duel field was going to be smashed to pieces in one fell swoop.
Boom!
The black stone monument seemed to feel dangerous. Thousands of stone monuments suddenly gathered together to form a giant stone monument that was a hundred feet high. The light on it flickers uncertainly, like a sharp sword pointing angrily at the sky.
Click!
The huge tail slapped hard on the stone tablet.
The stone tablet shook crazily, and two rays of cyan and red fairy light erupted.
"not good."
Su Sihai's face changed slightly, and his heart was secretly shaken.
The soul tablet is a magic weapon used to measure the strength of the soul.
Whenever the strength of the soul reaches 150, a fairy light will burst out.
Although there is no way to determine how powerful the soul of this young man named Wang Gang is. But to be able to make the Soul Monument erupt with two rays of fairy light, the minimum cost is more than 300.
really.
The numbers on the stone tablet kept beating, and finally stopped slowly under the glow of the fairy light.
The Dahuang disciples who had been shouting just now suddenly fell silent. They looked at the numbers on the stone tablet in disbelief, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Even the seven great sages looked extremely ugly.
Three hundred and twenty-nine!
"How can this be?"
"How could he, a seventh-level god-refining cultivator, have such a powerful soul?"
"Is the Soul Monument broken?"
Wow!
One stone stirs up a thousand waves!
The crowd looked at the numbers on the stone tablet and shouted loudly as if going crazy.
An ordinary god-refining expert has a soul strength of ten.
With each level of strength, the soul will increase in strength by about ten points.
When you reach the peak of god refining, you can have one hundred strength. If you practice to half a step of Dharma, you can reach one hundred and fifty.
Of course, these are just ordinary disciples.
If they practice the soul secret method, their souls will become more powerful and may even double.
But no matter how powerful your soul secret method is, if you are at the seventh level of god refining, you can have a soul strength of more than 300. Isn't this a bit too scary?
Compared to ordinary cultivators, it is nearly five times stronger.
this……
Is he still human?
What a monster!
"Elder, can I pass the assessment of your Great Wilderness Immortal Sect with this strength?"
Wang Gang put away his soul and looked at the numbers on the stone tablet with an extremely arrogant expression.
The face of the punishment elder was gloomy. He seemed to have used all his strength to spit out two cold words and said: "Passed."
"Junior brother Wang Gang took action and scared these Immortal Dao disciples like this. If we take action, wouldn't we scare them to death?"
"The number one immortal in the Southern Wilderness, only has this little strength?"
"I really don't understand why master brought us to compete with these bumpkins?"
In the sky, countless voices could be heard faintly.
"Damn, these beasts are bullying people too much."
Yan Baihu suddenly stood up, exuding a sharp aura from his whole body, and said: "Everyone, disciples of the Tiansheng Shen Sect, how dare you act recklessly on the territory of our Great Wilderness Immortal Sect."
"Let's not talk about our grudges for now."
"No matter what happens today, we must not let these beasts underestimate our Great Wilderness Immortal Sect."
