5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 146 Zongmen Dabi, competing for the strongest force

"Okay, I'll go with you, but don't tell her."

Jiang Ling looked at Ye Qingrou in the crowd reluctantly.

That girl, I will definitely be sad again later, but in order to protect you, I can only do this, forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye.

At the entrance of the theater, Ye Qingrou waited for a long time with popcorn in her arms, but she didn't arrive at Jiangling.

"Why don't you come? The movie has already started." She looked around anxiously.

At this time, Jiang Ling was brought into a hall.

"Remember what I told you? The next time we meet again, it will be your end."

The ancestor of the Vientiane Gate said in a deep voice.

Jiang Ling didn't change his face: "Three people who can be born into the gods, you really think highly of me."

"You are the sword master? It looks like nothing. I really can't figure out how you destroyed the base camp of those wastes of Yi Tianjun."

A figure said calmly.

Yi Tianjun?Jiang Ling took advantage of the situation and looked over. Could it be that the man was in the stage of Yi Tianjun's transformation?

As expected of Yi Tianjun, with a deep enough background, he can still have a stage of transformation into a god out of nowhere.

"We won't kill you, but don't resist later, or your little girlfriend will die immediately."

When the ancestor of the Wanxiangmen waved his hand, there was a sound of metal collisions, and eight iron chains shot out from all directions of the hall, one end was connected to the hall, and the other end had a sharp and ferocious barb.

The moment the iron chain appeared, Jiang Ling sensed a powerful energy fluctuation from the iron chain.

This is actually a spiritual weapon!And judging from the aura fluctuations, it seems to be an immortal spirit weapon.

"This is specially prepared for you. It's called Chengtian Basuo. I got it from the fairy storehouse. Even in the stage of transforming gods, it can be imprisoned."

Jiang Ling frowned slightly.

"Taste the taste of despair."

The Patriarch swung his hand, and a chain pierced into Jiang Ling's shoulder.

Jiang Ling's eyes froze, and he was about to make a move.

"If you dare to move, I will bring your little girlfriend's head to see you." The cold voice resounded through the sky.

"Kakaka."

Jiang Ling clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to endure the severe pain.

"Pfft."

Eight consecutive chains pierced through his hands, feet and shoulders, imprisoning him in the hall.

There was a powerful aura on the chains that locked Jiang Ling, making it impossible for him to break free.

"It's so hard to lock me up here?" Jiang Ling growled while enduring the pain.

"Of course not, do you think this is the end?"

With a cold face, the ancestor of Wanxiangmen took out nine steel nails as thick as thumbs.

These are the Nine Soul-Sealing Nails, which are used to seal the cultivation base. 9 steel nails with divine power are pierced into 9 life veins, which can seal the cultivation base of the whole body.

Unless all the steel nails are shaken out, the cultivation base will never be unsealed.

This set of Nine Soul-Sealing Nails is more terrifying than Chengtian Eight Locks. Once the nine lifelines are pierced, the power in the steel nails will be integrated into the soul.

If you want to shake out the nine soul-sealing nails, you will affect the soul.The moment the steel nail is shaken out of the body, the soul will be split into 9 parts, and all souls will be wiped out on the spot.

Once the Nine Nails of Sealing Soul are hit, there is no way to break the seal forever, unless it is death.

"Seal the soul with nine nails, the first nail is to seal Juque."

After finishing speaking, the ancestor of Wanxiang Sect grinned, and shot out a steel nail with his hand.

Jiang Ling's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he was restrained by Chengtian's eight locks, and his range of motion was too small to dodge, his chest was pierced straight through.

"what."

The heart-piercing pain made Jiang Ling let out a muffled snort.

At the same time, a domineering force spread out, blocking part of Jiangling's power.

"This is unbearable? There are 8 more."

"The second nail, Fengshenting."

"The third nail, Fengshangqu."

……

Steel nails with lethal force pierced through Jiang Ling's body.

"No.1 in the world is just an ant and useless person, but don't worry, we won't kill you. It's still useful to keep you. I'll make you lose face."

The ancestor of the Vientiane Gate spoke coldly.

On that day, a piece of explosive news quickly spread to all major financial groups and forces: the world's No.1 sword master was imprisoned.

The news quickly spread all over the world, and all the forces that received the news were shocked.

That is the sword master, the sword master who single-handedly destroyed the base camp of the Yi Tian army, was actually imprisoned!

"Impossible, the sword master of Feixian Mountain is actually imprisoned!"

"That is to say, Feixian Mountain, which has just risen not long ago, is about to decline again. This is our good opportunity!"

The high-level leaders of the major forces immediately held a meeting.

At the same time, Feixian Mountain also received the news and was furious, ready to rescue Jiangling.

And at this moment, the ancestors of the Wanxiangmen and the other three great gods appeared, announcing that the sword master was imprisoned by them, and also announced in a high-profile manner that the sect grand competition was about to be held to determine the strongest power and unify it. Martial arts world.

The three major stages of transformation into gods appeared in person, and the appeal was very strong.

For a time, almost all the forces that had been born sent elites to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition.

The rules of the Zongmen Grand Competition have been announced. It is very simple, whichever faction wins in the end, then the faction he represents will become the recognized strongest force.

Dabi's time is just three days later, and the place is where Jiangling was imprisoned.

The ancestor of Wanxiangmen spent a lot of manpower and material resources to build a high platform in the hall where Jiangling was imprisoned.

This time, the Zongmen Grand Competition was presided over by three major Transformation Stages at the same time, detonating the entire martial arts world.

On the day of the Zongmen Grand Competition, countless elite geniuses gathered from all directions.

The people from Feixian Mountain also came, and Zhong Yi personally led Bu Shangwu and the others to rush over.

A large group of people had already gathered at the scene, looking at Jiang Ling who was imprisoned in chains.

"Look, isn't that the sword master?"

"Sigh, I didn't expect him to be imprisoned. The transformation stage is too strong, even the sword master can only be imprisoned."

People sighed with emotion.

Not long after Feixian Mountain flourished, it fell like this, which is enough to prove how chaotic the martial arts world is.

This time the Zongmen Grand Competition was very influential, not only attracted the martial arts forces, but also sent people from many consortiums.

Even if you don't participate in the competition, it's good to watch the play to understand.

This time the Zongmen Grand Competition is likely to change the power structure in the world.

Bu Zhenyun from the Bu family personally brought Bu Feiyan to the scene, and Bu Feiyan's fiancé Fang Yun also followed.

"Grandpa Bu, I already have the innate strength of Dzogchen, I'll go down and try it later." Fang Yun said to Bu Zhenyun in a loud voice.

"Okay, you are really a good-looking talent. If you succeed in defending the ring, the Fang family will be the strongest." Bu Zhenyun replied politely.

"Grandpa Bu's words are too outlandish. The Fang family and the Bu family will soon become one family." As he spoke, Fang Yun couldn't help but glanced at Bu Feiyan, his eyes were full of greed and lust.

Seeing that Bu Feiyan felt uncomfortable, he couldn't help frowning.

On the other side, among the crowd at Feixian Mountain, Yu Liang stood beside Yu Hongchang, clenched his fists nervously.

Alas, I can't help but be nervous. This time, in order to rescue my uncle, I almost went all out. If I fail, it will be a disaster.

The enemy this time is too powerful, three stages of transformation into gods!Can you not be nervous!
"Calm down." Yu Hongchang gave Yu Liang a sharp look.

Amidst the people's discussion, the ancestor of Wanxiangmen and other three stages of transformation appeared.

As soon as they appeared on the high platform, the scene immediately fell silent.

"The rules of the Zongmen Grand Competition are very simple. The ring guard system is adopted. Whoever can stand on the high platform for 10 minutes wins, and then the faction he belongs to is the strongest force."

The ancestor of Wanxiangmen explained in a deep voice.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Deng Wenyuan in the crowd.

The Vientiane Sect has been in decline for many years, and this generation has finally produced a genius, Deng Wenyuan. Unfortunately, his strength is still a little bit weaker. This time, there will definitely be a Nascent Soul Stage in the Zongmen Grand Competition, and Deng Wenyuan just formed the alchemy.

However, in order to let Deng Wenyuan win, the ancestor of Wanxiangmen secretly lent him a treasure. If there is no accident, he can win this sect competition.

And the other two stages of transformation into gods are also planning, and they also gave treasures to people of their own power.

The three of them seem to have a good relationship on the surface, but everyone wants to make their own power the strongest, so there is this sect competition.

As soon as the words came out, the crowd suddenly boiled, and everyone was gearing up.

"Before the Zongmen Grand Competition, there is still a lottery."

As he said that, the ancestor of Wanxiangmen waved his hand, and the iron chain shrank in an instant, leading a figure slowly into everyone's sight.

"It's him, Sword Master!"

The onlookers widened their eyes and covered their mouths in shock.

Yu Liang and the others clenched their fists.

Jiang Ling's whole body was pierced by thick chains, his range of motion was limited, and steel nails were pierced into every part of his body, and the wounds were still bleeding.

No one could connect this person in front of him with the world-beating sword master.

"The No.1 who used to be glamorous turned into an ant and was once bullied by him. Now your chance has come. His cultivation base has been sealed, and he is imprisoned by iron chains and cannot escape. You will torture him later. ,Ha ha."

As soon as these words came out, a person in the crowd suddenly showed a ferocious smile.

After the ancestor finished speaking, he looked at Jiangling coldly: "Boy, don't say I won't give you a chance. If you can survive until the end of the competition, I will release you from the chain."

Jiang Ling remained expressionless and did not say a word.

The ancestor of Wanxiangmen frowned unhappily. This guy was wearing a mask, so he couldn't see any expressions.

"You're about to die, so take off your mask and let everyone see your fear and panic."

The ancestor's tone was indifferent, he manipulated the aura of heaven and earth with a wave of his hand, and blew the mask off Jiang Ling's face from the air.

In an instant, Jiangling's true face was revealed to everyone.

"call."

In an instant, there was silence among the crowd.

(End of this chapter)