All My Disciples Are Kings

 Seeing Du Yun’s success.

 Everyone’s eyes turned red.

Those who have read ancient books will feel even more envious.

He is the Xingdao Sword Emperor after all!

One person and one sword, destroy the injustice in the world!

 The journey with the sword is to do justice for heaven.

Xingdao Sword Emperor is one of the representatives of swordsmanship in ancient times.

 Being able to accept the mantle of the Xingdao Sword Emperor, Du Yun's achievements will not be too low no matter what.

Perhaps, it is only a matter of time before we can break through to the realm of God Lord.

With Du Yun's attempt successful, they began to get ready to take action.

Judging from Du Yun's success, it seems that he only needs to be inherited by a powerful God Emperor. The corresponding inherited soul fire will disappear.

Although there are hundreds of statues of the God Emperor here, if we move slowly, will those inheritance soul fires with lower suitable conditions be taken advantage of by others?

 For a time, several people began to rush toward the giant black iron gate!

Jiang Qingluan asked hurriedly: "Aren't you in a hurry? What if they take over the position and only the demanding statues of the God Emperor are left?"

Mu Ziqing smiled.

Ye Qiubai answered on his behalf: "If you don't even have this little confidence in yourself, you probably won't be recognized by these seniors."

"What's more, how can there be any distinction between high and low requirements? There are only a hundred powerful God Emperors. If they feel that the person who is undergoing the test is suitable, if they feel that the talent and character are suitable for their inheritance, they will pass on the mantle to them. people."

Hongying had been looking at the hundred statues of God Emperors, and then asserted: "The order of these God Emperors seems to be related to their strength."

Ning Chenxin glanced at Hongying and said with a smile, "Senior sister also noticed it?"

"Yeah." Hongying nodded and said, "The closer these statues are to the giant black iron gate, the stronger the pressure will be, and the further away from the giant gate, the weaker the pressure will be."

Hongying and Ning Chenxin’s cultivation methods are extremely sensitive to this kind of breath.

 Hear the conversation between the two.

 Everyone around him was slightly startled.

So that means Xingdao Sword Emperor is ranked about thirty-second? (I wrote it wrong in the previous chapter, it should be the 32nd building on the left.)

"A strong man of Xingdao Sword Emperor's level cannot be ranked at the forefront?" Having said this, Fang Yan turned his attention to the two statues on the left and right nearest to the black iron gate.

At a glance, he instantly felt a vortex falling on his body! Let his consciousness be unable to break free from the whirlpool.

 When I broke free, my back was already soaked with cold sweat!

After glancing at the two statues with lingering fear, Fang Yan closed his mouth and withdrew his gaze...

At this time, the few people who were scrambling for the first place also walked down dejectedly. Obviously, they were not recognized by the hundreds of statues of the God Emperor.

 Immediately, Cheng Rongzhi walked up.

 The results are also quite good, and he has been recognized by the 49th statue on his right hand.

Although not as good as Du Yun, it is quite good to be recognized.

 Cheng Rongzhi did not enter the giant black iron gate, but stood aside, his eyes falling on Ye Qiubai.

 Obviously, he wanted to see what Ye Qiubai could do.

Song Ci, who was not far away, also looked at Ye Qiubai. He was about to laugh out loud, but remembering what Ning Chenxin said to him... Song Ci frowned slightly, and then closed his mouth.

Ji Congde, who also belonged to the Supervisory Temple, laughed and said, "What's wrong with Song Ci? Why don't you say a few words?"

Song Ci glanced at Ji Congde coldly and shouted: "Shut up!"

Although Ji Congde was unhappy, when he was about to explode, he saw Song Ci's dark eyes like a black hole, and his soul began to tremble!

This also made Ji Congde swallow back what he was about to say.

 The woman took a deep look at Song Ci...

 Next, Jiang Qingluan, Jin Wuwu, Ji Qianyao and Song Xiao all went up to give it a try.

 Jiang Qingluan and Jin Endless regret that they did not receive recognition.

But this is normal, it is still very difficult to get the recognition of a strong person in the God Emperor realm.

Song Xiao was recognized by the sculpture of the 39th God Emperor on his left hand!

This God Emperor is also a body-refining monk. The most surprising person is Ji Qianyao.

Ji Qianyao was not only recognized by the twenty-third sculpture on the left, but also the nineteenth sculpture on the right extended an olive branch to her!

 At the same time, he was recognized by two powerful God Emperors!

 In the end, Ji Qianyao chose the mantle of the female God Emperor in the nineteenth seat on her right hand.

　Gradually, one person walked up one by one.

Bai Gongjun, Shen Chongyuan, Fang Yan, Peng Shiwu and Tong Xu all got one.

 It’s just that they didn’t enter, they all chose to watch from the outside.

Now, only Ye Qiubai and his party and the six people who monitor the temple are left.

Hongying looked at Ye Qiubai and asked, "How about it? As senior brother, do you want to show up for us?"

Ye Qiubai shrugged, "Let me take the blame, and let me take the lead in such attention-grabbing matters. You are really my good junior sister."

 When Ye Qiubai said the three words "good junior sister", he basically gritted his teeth and said it.

Hongying chuckled: "Who made you my senior brother?"

thank you!

After Ye Qiubai glanced at Hongying, he took Mu Ziqing's hand and walked towards the black iron gate.

“You come first?” Ye Qiubai asked with a smile.

Mu Ziqing nodded, placed her hand on the giant black iron door, and a breath of ice penetrated it!

 After three breaths of time have passed.

The soul fire of the twenty-ninth statue on the left hand appeared. After talking to Mu Ziqing, he opened the iron door.

Mu Ziqing stood aside and looked at Ye Qiubai with a smile.

Ye Qiubai stood in front of the giant black iron door and closed his eyes.

 Sword intents began to condense on the Gengjin Divine Sword!

Feeling the sword intent, Cheng Rongzhi and others had solemn expressions on their faces.

His sword realm is stronger than before entering the ancient battlefield...

 The next moment.

 Ye Qiubai slashed out with his sword! It hit the giant black iron gate hard!

　　Boom!

 A loud noise resounded throughout the entire hall!

The sword intention turned into a storm, shooting out towards the surroundings with Ye Qiubai as the center!

 The entire hall is now shrouded in the sword spirit of this sword god!

 And this sword struck the iron gate, and it didn't last more than a breath.

Five statues lit up at the same time!

 Soul fire appears, thirty-one from the left, seven from the left, ten from the right, fifth from the right, and second from the right!

 In Cheng Rongzhi's horrified eyes, these five soul fires all appeared!

 “The second…”

“It seems that these five are all sword cultivators…”

“I’m afraid, this is the most powerful swordsman at the God-Emperor level present.”

 However, the style of painting this time seems to be completely different.

These five phantoms of the God Emperor actually started to fight over each other...

You said something to me, and no one gave in.

Even the statue of Xingdao Sword Emperor came out with something...

“It seems that I have chosen too early... Can you let me pass on the mantle to him as well???”