Chaos Ancestor Dragon Art

Chapter 268 Leading the Saint (Part [-])
Surprisingly, among the hundreds of people who retreated from the battle, all of them were disciples of the Golden Core Realm.

There were only a dozen or so supernatural power disciples, but none of them withdrew.

Their faces are full of vigor and self-confidence. Although there are occasional flashes of anxiety in the depths of their eyes, they will eventually be replaced by bursting ambitions.

"Senior Sister Lingshu..."

Just as Long Hao was about to speak, he was interrupted by a gentle yet firm voice: "Is Junior Brother Long underestimating me?"

Ling Shu turned her head, a heart-warming smile was always on her sweet face, but her delicate eyes were full of determination: "Don't forget, I am your senior sister!"

"Senior Sister misunderstood, as long as Palace Master Kong refines the Qianyuan Refining Pill, it is not a problem to break through the holy realm, why do you..."

The sinister core disciple assessment, murderous every step of the way, is indeed not suitable for the kind-hearted and even naive Ling Shu.

Moreover, he heard Yan Lin mention the core disciple assessment three years ago, the cruelty and bloodiness in it would only be more terrifying than what the Master Zhenwu described.

Long Hao said he was not worried about Lingshu, that was a lie.

Moreover, as long as Kong Shengdan breaks through the holy realm, Lingshu can become a true disciple in one leap, so there is no need to participate in such a cruel assessment.

Ling Shu is still a very talented alchemist, there is no need to pursue great power like them.

"Because I want to become stronger, to be like Senior Brother Yang Jun, or even the Holy Maiden..."

Ling Shu didn't finish his sentence.

But Long Hao understood that after what happened in the Palace of Law Enforcement, Ling Shu also realized the importance of strength. She really wanted to help Long Hao with her own strength, so she chose to give up the comfortable cultivation environment and devote herself to the mountain of corpses In the terrifying purgatory of the sea of ​​blood.

Long Hao was moved by this, and didn't say anything more.

He also knew that although Ling Shu had a gentle temperament, his temper was also stubborn, and what he believed would not be easily changed.

Moreover, Ling Shu has the bloodline inheritance of the seven-color peacock, and his aptitude in martial arts is also extremely high. With his support, it should not be a big problem.

"Sister Ling is not afraid, I will protect you!"

Long Xiaomiao said boldly while gnawing on the chicken leg and patting her chest.

Ling Shu smiled fondly, hugged her, and held her in her arms: "I have a little cat protecting me, shouldn't you rest assured?"

Long Hao shook his head helplessly.

rest assured?Don't worry about it.

When has Long Xiaomiao ever been reliable, and he's still a troublemaker, and clamoring to protect others, if he doesn't keep it, he will be caught and stewed someday.

……

After a while, after seeing the square calm down.

The Lord of Zhenwu Hall realized that no one would quit, so he said loudly: "You all know about the assessment, since you choose to stay, you have to work hard, and you can't fall into the trap of our Yaoguang Holy Land." prestige!"

"Don't worry, my lord, I will not disgrace the prestige of Yaoguang!"

A tyrannical Jindan disciple raised his voice and roared, full of fighting spirit, like a god of war!
"I will not disgrace the prestige of the fluttering light!"

Others also echoed in unison, and the scene was quite spectacular.

But Hall Master Zhenwu knew that relying on these alone was not enough, but he had already said what should be said, and he could only wish these junior disciples good luck in his heart.

Those disciples didn't know that the Holy Land of Shaking Light had gradually declined in recent years and had long since lost its former glory.

Only relying on the blessings of the seniors and the accumulated background to forcibly support it, except for a few special disciples, the level of most of the disciples cultivated has gradually fallen behind other holy places.

Judging from the gradual decrease in the number of people participating in the core disciple assessment in recent years, it can be seen that the Yaoguang Holy Land is gradually falling into a situation where there is no demand.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been tolerant of the Zixiao Holy Land, so much so that the Great Sage Zhenyun would come to question him, which was absolutely unimaginable in the previous prosperous period.

However, the core disciple assessment is not only a cruel test of life and death, but also a platform full of opportunities.

As long as a few talented junior disciples can emerge each time, this predicament might be reversed in the future.

With a secret sigh, the Master of Zhenwu Palace fell from the air to the stands, closed his eyes and meditated, waiting for something.

Those participating in the core disciple assessment are all elites and future pillars of the Holy Land of Shaking Light, so in addition to a hall master and several elders accompanying them, they will also be led by a saint himself.

The only one who can make the Master of Zhenwu Palace wait patiently is the saint who is in charge of the world.

"Do you know which saint is leading the team this time?"

"I don't know. Hasn't this happened yet?"

While waiting for the saint, the inner disciples on the square began to guess.

"I heard gossip from Senior Brother Zhenchuan that the leader of the team has been appointed a long time ago, and it seems to be Elder Ziyan Taishang!"

"True or not, I heard that Elder Zi Yan is as beautiful as a fairy, possessing a peerless demeanor, but we are the number one female saint in the Holy Land of Shaking Light!"

"Does that mean that we can see the peerless face of Zi Yan Taishang this time?"

"Tch, think beautifully, the face of the saint is also something you can see if you want to?"

Many people are talking about it in private, and they are all looking forward to the legendary first female saint.

But after waiting for a long time, the saint did not show up.

In the depths of the Shaking Light Holy Land, inside a majestic bronze fairy palace.

Three majestic figures, as dazzling as the scorching sun, are located on both sides of the hall.

"Junior Brother, don't you believe in my strength?" One of the graceful women was surrounded by a layer of fairy light, like a fairy in the legend, but her voice was quite cold.

"Senior Sister's merits are related to good fortune, but since that person appeared in my Holy Land of Shaking Light, he must have a plan." Another man with a strong momentum, who was like a sword, said in a deep tone.

"All right!"

The last figure, who was full of purple energy like an emperor star, said in an irresistible and majestic voice: "Since that person appeared, this matter is no small matter, so please go."

After the decision, the three disappeared immediately.

……

As the time approached noon, the sun became vicious.

The people in the square sat together in a bored group, chatting with each other.

"What happened? The Supreme Elder won't oversleep, right?"

After waiting for more than an hour, the saint has not yet come, and many people are inevitably a little impatient.

"Shh, keep quiet!"

"You and I can talk too much about saints? Just wait and see."

While everyone was chatting, a sharp sword light suddenly tore open the sky, like a meteor flashing by, leaving a long ray of light in the void.

"This breath..."

"Holy Dao Tianwei, a saint!"

I don't know who exclaimed, everyone stood up abruptly, and Qiji stared at the cracked sky with unison.

Immediately, a white-clothed and white-haired figure stepped out of it, like a peerless immortal, and became the focus of the world.

(End of this chapter)