The strongest immortal prison in the city

Chapter 644

The sound of the sword resounded through the sky, and all the disciples of the Lingzhen Sect couldn't help looking at Lu Feng.

The air nearby seemed to be stagnant.

A slightly chilly coercion enveloped the entire sect.

Since the fall of the previous suzerain, this Nether sword has been covered with dust.

Although Niu Wenjiang tried to use it a few times, he couldn't exert the power of the sword at all.

But at this time, the sound of the sword that seemed to be emitted by the soul of the sword was similar to that in the hands of the previous suzerain 20 years ago.

"The Nether Sword, is there finally a chance to see the light of day again?"

Niu Wenjiang burst into tears with excitement.

The Crane Dance Nine Heavens and Nether Sword are all carried forward in Lu Feng's hands. Doesn't this mean that the Lingzhen Sect will also skyrocket because of Lu Feng's appearance?

Perhaps, Lu Feng is the boy who was protected by the old suzerain in the spirit of heaven...

"After today, the Nether Sword will belong to little friend Lu Feng." Niu Wenjiang said seriously.

Afterwards, he sank into his dantian again, and made a resounding voice, which spread throughout the Lingzhen sect.

"All the staff of the Lingzhen Sect obey the order. From now on, little friend Lu Feng will have the same status as the suzerain in the Lingzhen Sect! Any elders or disciples must not show any disrespect!"

As soon as this remark came out, the sect couldn't help being in an uproar.

No one expected that Lu Feng would be so valued by the suzerain.

Niu Wenjiang's meaning is very clear. Although Lu Feng is not the suzerain of the Lingzhen Sect, his identity and power are equal to the suzerain.

Except for Niu Wenjiang himself, anyone who saw Lu Feng had to be respectful.

Even a veteran elder like Xie Zhen will be inferior to Lu Feng in the future.

Although everyone was a little surprised, no one refuted it.

On the one hand, this is the suzerain's order, on the other hand, Lu Feng does have this qualification.

Dissatisfied?

The last one who was dissatisfied has already been beaten to the point of being convinced, and no one has the slightest doubt.

What's more, the reappearance of the Nether Sword made everyone in the sect extremely excited.

It seems that Lu Feng is the incarnation of the previous generation.

It is precisely because of this that they subconsciously have a little more respect and awe towards Lu Feng...

Half an hour later, Lu Feng, Zong Yahua, and Elder Xie Zhen left the Lingzhen Sect.

To participate in the elite meeting this time, there were only three of them in total.

To put it simply, the elite meeting is the gathering of outstanding disciples from various sects and sects to hold a competition meeting.

Lu Feng and Zong Yahua are the contestants of the Lingzhen Sect. As for Xie Zhen, he is mainly responsible for leading the way and ensuring their safety.

Niu Wenjiang actually wanted to go too, but the sect couldn't easily have no suzerain in charge, so he had to stay.

After several hours of flight, the three arrived at the nearest city airport to Rift Valley.

The Rift Valley is an absolutely deserted place. In order to report this elite meeting, the major sects also jointly implemented a strict blockade and isolation to ensure that no idlers entered.

It was another bumpy journey from the airport, and the three of them arrived at their destination in the afternoon.

As far as the eye could see, it was barren, not to mention human habitation, there were almost no signs of life, and there were dry ground and rocks everywhere.

"Look at the canyon in front of you..." Xie Zhen pointed in front of him, his expression full of awe, "It is because of the existence of this huge canyon that this place is called the Rift Valley. It is said that this place was once an ordinary plain, but Because of a huge earthquake and volcano, the ground was shattered and stretched for thousands of miles... Originally, the forests and rivers here were all destroyed. Now, Rift Death Valley is almost a dead place. It's hard to escape, and you're destined to become the ghost of the valley."

Lu Feng raised his eyes and looked into the distance, feeling a sense of awe in his heart.

This huge canyon is not only unfathomable, but also has no end at all. It really looks like a huge hole has been cut in the earth.

I am afraid that even the strongest cultivators today cannot achieve this level.

Compared to the power of heaven and earth, whether it is a mortal or a cultivator, it still seems too insignificant.

"People from other sects are almost here, let's go, let's go first..."

Afterwards, Xie Zhen pointed to several temporary tents in the distance and said.

Near Rift Valley, there are no buildings or other buildings at all, because no one comes to live there.

And these tents are just for the contestants to rest temporarily.

Although the environment is harsh, practitioners can rely on the aura of heaven and earth to maintain their lives after all, so they will not be greatly affected by the environment.

The tents are spaced apart, and each sect takes one by itself.
Lu Feng roughly counted, there are a total of twenty tents.

"Unexpectedly, there are still many sects of cultivating immortals on the earth now. I originally thought that in the huge China, there are only five surviving sects." Lu Feng was a little surprised, and pondered.

Xie Zhen explained: "There are a total of 22 sects participating this time. It seems that there are many sects, but many of them are very weak. There may be only a dozen or so members in the whole sect. Our Lingzhen sect is about below the middle, and Many are much weaker than us."

Lu Feng nodded. Indeed, now that the aura is thin and the sect is in decline, sects with more than ten individuals are actually rare.

And within the Lingzhen Sect, from the suzerain to the disciples, there are dozens of people in total, barely able to make it to the top.

However, compared with those upstream sects, Lingzhen Sect is far behind.

The three of them randomly found a tent to settle down, and there was still some time before the elite meeting began.

Taking this opportunity, Xie Zhen led Lu Feng and Zong Yahua to stand outside, and briefly explained the current strength of the various sects.

"Look there, the group of people who monopolize the largest tent in the middle are all from Danzong. Every time the elite meeting, No.1 is basically taken away by Danzong. This year, Danzong sent five disciples, each disciple is A strong enemy, not to be underestimated."

"Why did they come five and we only came two?" Zong Yahua said angrily.

Xie Zhen smiled wryly, and said: "He is better than you, so he is naturally qualified to send more places to participate. What's more, even if we give more places to the Lingzhen Sect, we... can't find a few worthy disciples. "

Zong Yahua was speechless.

Indeed, before Lu Feng came, in the entire Lingzhen Sect, he was the only big brother who was able to participate in the competition so-so.

The other disciples were purely beaten when they came.

"Those lowest sects, I won't mention them for the time being. However, we can't underestimate the enemy. After all, some small sects often have dark horses and have achieved good results."

"In short, at present, it seems that the most favorable contender for No.1 is the Pill Sect. In addition, there are the Golden Zen Sect, Dragon Phoenix Immortal Island, Tianjian Tower, Beidou Sect, Moyun Sect, and Liuli Sect. The disciples of these schools must Pay special attention."

Xie Zhen raised his finger and carefully counted the names of several sects.

(End of this chapter)