Immortal Primordial World

"This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that there must be a strong young man in the xunquezong, who will be in the top ten of the young supreme list. Is that possible? "

"The top ten, each of them is the strength of the eternal gods, comparable to the strength of the elders!"

There was a lot of discussion, and it was agreed that Meng Xuan had been stimulated by the fifth sect and had gradually lost his mind.

"Are you sure?" The old man with a crooked nose grinned coldly and stared at Meng Xuan with his evil eyes.

Meng Xuan stood upright and said, "sure!"

The ninth Prince laughed and said three good things in succession: "good! Good! Good! Meng Xuan, I'm waiting for you at the promotion ceremony. On that day, if there were no master of six eternal gods, one master of heaven, earth and divine bridge, he would search for the missing sect and distribute it to the frontier! "

Subversion tower, the ninth floor, seven Prince holding the railing, overlooking the crowd below. He was wearing gold armor. His hair and pupils were all golden. He seemed to be saying to himself, "I don't believe it. I can't attract your master like this!"

Meng Xuan seems to feel the seven Prince's eyes, raised his head and looked at the subversion tower.

Don't you just want to lead my illusory master out? Do you need to make such a toss?

Seven princes in the heart a surprised, this Meng Xuan is too sensitive a bit, oneself hide in the ninth layer, unexpectedly still be sensed by Meng Xuan.

Meng Tianji didn't say a word, and Tang Zongheng didn't say much. He stood behind Meng Xuan like a qualified bodyguard.

Meng Xuan's decision spread quickly after half a day.

In Dongsheng Shenzhou mansion, Qin unharmed stroked his bald head, thinking about something. Behind him stood a young master, with wings on his back and a long breath. It was the merchant of Qin Dynasty. The return from the ancient religion of split heaven has obviously gained a lot of benefits, and has stepped into the realm of eternal gods.

"Qin Shang, it seems that you have a big chance in the ancient religion of splitting heaven." Qin unharmed and laughed.

Qin Shang said: "yes, the elder of the outer gate of the ancient sect of split heaven took me as an apprentice and gave me a lot of advice, which made me step into the realm of eternal gods."

"By the way, what do you think of Meng Xuan's attack on the fifth level sect?" Qin unharmed abruptly asked, "if xunquezong is promoted to the fifth level, it is equivalent to the sixth level of the general clan.". My Shenzhou Prefecture is no more than the sixth level. "

Qin Shang confident smile: "don't worry, in the promotion ceremony, he can't pass me. In the young supremacy tournament, I will use thunder to kill it. "

Qin Wuhuo nodded, and there was a killing opportunity in his eyes: "unfortunately, this Haotian has not been found, otherwise, he must be killed!"

The emperor beast immortal clan, Chen Laogui is sad. The Royal beast immortal sect was originally a sect of five levels. It was very difficult for them to attack the sixth level. I just wanted to keep level five. However, all the disciples of the sect fell.

Chen Zhulu, Chen Bufan, Chen Changhong, Jing Changsheng... All died in Meng Xuan's hands. In his door, there are three eternal gods left in Xianzong.

He himself, the owner of the Chen family, Chen Junfeng.

There are no young people who can take it. Thinking of this, he felt even more angry.

"Meng Xuan!" Old ghost Chen growled in a low voice, and his joints were white. The present predicament is all caused by Meng Xuan.

Chen Junfeng came forward, followed by a man wearing gold armor, it is the seven princes.

"Seven princes!" Chen Laogui was very frightened to salute.

The seventh Prince waved his hand: "I've arranged ten young disciples for you, and I've equipped you with a figure on the young supreme list. The purpose is very simple. Give me a hard blow to find the missing clan. Don't beat me to death when you meet Meng Xuan, but it's OK to be disabled. "

Old ghost Chen is very happy and thanks in a hurry.

Promotion ceremony, a total of three levels. In the first pass, ten young talents must be masters of Daotai realm. They can enter the bronze man pass and defeat ten bronze men within the specified time.

The second level is the fengshentai, the sect that participated in the promotion meeting and entered the fengshentai. When they enter the altar, they are beaten up. They are the people of this sect. General guest stars of the eternal gods, will not easily enter the fengshentai.

Even the nine princes and others did not dare to send out too many eternal gods to help the fifth and xunquezong.

The real play is the third level, the young supremacy competition!

If you want to enter the sixth level sect, you must be in the top ten on the young supremacy list.

For xunquezong, if you want to be promoted to the fifth level sect, there must be a master in xunquezong to enter the young supreme list!

What Meng Xuan did in the subversion tower spread quickly. Offended the prince of the county. It's difficult to upgrade. It's very difficult to upgrade.

What are the details of the missing clan?

Besides Meng Xuan, the master who only showed his face once, are there any masters who can take it?

The sword slave was abandoned. Meng Tianji was just a master of Daotai. Meng Xuan himself was just the cultivation of Tao. Tang Zongheng is a figure in the supreme mansion. Will he willingly enter the fengshentai?

So people are not very optimistic about xunquezong. They think that this time xunquezong is likely to be distributed to the frontier and wasteland. They can be a second-class small sect and spend the rest of their lives.

"You are careless." Tang Zongheng followed Meng Xuan and said.

Tang Zongheng was tall, with loose hair, and very calm. The whole body is like an oven, and the breath makes the temperature in the void rise.

Meng Xuan shook his head: "I have the sense of propriety."

Tang Zongheng nodded: "young top list, I strive to be in the top ten."

"What do you want to do?" Meng Xuan looks back at Tang Zongheng with a smile.

Tang Zongheng's face remained unchanged: "into the sight of the royal family."

Meng Xuan looked at Tang Zongheng with great interest and said: "you are from Datang county."

There are three ancient kingdoms in Jiuli: Loulan County, Yunzhong county and Datang county.

"Yes, my father used to be the crown prince of Datang County, but something happened later." Tang Zongheng had a look of pain in his eyes.

Meng Xuan suddenly remembered that Su Jiujiu had said that Tang Zongheng and Yun Zongheng were half brothers, but his father was a poor man. Later, Tang Zongheng's mother moved her love. After giving birth to Tang Zongheng, she combined with Yun Zongheng's father.

"Yun Zongheng's father is the prince of Yunzhong County, and Yun Zongheng is the eighth prince." Tang Zongheng continued to speak.

Meng Xuan was really shocked this time.

Is Yun Zongheng the eighth Prince of Yunzhong county?

But when you think about it, Yun Zongheng is very talented, but he is a half dragon. It is not likely that this kind of earth level deity will appear in the common sect.

"Interesting." Meng Xuan saw a bright light in his eyes, "how about I kill Yun Zongheng in the promotion ceremony?"

Tang Zongheng immediately shook his head: "Yun Zongheng's strength is very strong, at least much stronger than Prince nine. Moreover, the nine princes of Yunzhong County, the top three, are extremely terrible figures. Every one of them is young and supreme. You get rid of Yun Zongheng. If you bring them out, you'll be in trouble. "

Meng Xuan was also thinking.

"But I'll beat him." In Tang Zongheng's eyes, there was a color of firmness.

"Come on, I'll teach you a magic power. It's a kind of blood magic power. It can make your Datang run thunder and blood and exert its greatest power." Meng Xuan's advice was in the center of his eyebrows.

Boiling blood Tiangong!

Burning the divine power in the blood can burst out the power of terror. To the extreme, a drop of blood can dry the ocean. A drop of blood can turn thunder!

Tang Zongheng looked at Meng Xuan in shock, then suddenly knelt on the ground and gave a salute: "Mr. Meng is very kind!"

"Get up, I don't like the red tape." Meng Xuan didn't care. Then he went back to Luobao cave and nine gold needles appeared in his hands.

This is made to order by him in tiancang city. It is made of meteorite red gold and has good toughness. It was refined completely according to Meng Xuan's requirements.

"Master, come on, get ready." Meng Xuan said, holding nine gold needles in his right hand and a piece of animal skin in his left. This is not ordinary skins, but the top of the royal blood, the top of the golden saber toothed tiger, which contains the essence of the golden saber toothed tiger.

He is ready to import the energy in the sword slave's body into the animal skin again. In this way, he can get a scroll of petrified scroll for no reason. In the future, if anyone offends himself, he will sacrifice and freeze his opponent into a stone statue.

"Why do you laugh so cheap?" The sword slave is suspicious.

Meng Xuan wiped the saliva that wipes corner of mouth: "have no."

"Master, let's begin." Meng Xuan put away his smile. In fact, he was older than JianNu. I don't know how much. I'm afraid even the ancestor of JianNu didn't live as long as Meng Xuan. But Meng Xuan never paid attention to these red tape. As long as he looks older than him, he can call master.

"All right." The sword slave was helpless.

This Petrochemical scroll, which is so easy to crack? For so many years, I don't know how many strange people I have been looking for, but I haven't found any way. Otherwise, he would not have been sitting here for hundreds of years.

Meng Xuan's look focused and straightened the sword slave's legs. His legs, completely petrified and grayish brown, were carved out of rock. The internal meridians are all blocked, and the flesh and blood become rigid.

Meng Xuan took out the first needle and slowly penetrated it. Suddenly, the gold needle suddenly became rocky, and it seemed that it would break at any time. Even Meng Xuan's right hand is petrified.

But he didn't stop, and then he got a second shot. The second shot is also petrified, but the sword slave still has no reaction.

"Give up, it won't work." There was a look of disappointment on JianNu's face.

Meng Xuan said nothing: "don't panic."

Then there was the third needle. His technique was abstruse, and the gold needle of Taiyi was shining. It pierced his leg and pierced his skin. By the time of the sixth stitch, the JianNu suddenly felt a numb sensation coming from his leg. For a long time did not feel the legs, at this moment, gradually have a sense of pain!

He was shocked and surprised.