Legend of Fighting Emperor

The three of them passed through one residence after another, passed through a long flight of steps in the clouds, and arrived in front of the Langya Immortal Palace's great hall. They saw a huge plaza that was at least two thousand meters wide. At the four corners of the plaza, there were actually four Xuanwu s raised up into the air. These four Xuanwu s were incomparably huge, and each of them was around a few hundred meters long, and floating beside them were numerous white clouds. The gigantic Xuanwu Turtle was even moving its head left and right, indifferently looking at the group of Langya Sect disciples.

The ten thousand disciples gathered at the entrance of the great hall cried out in alarm. This was the sect guarding immortal beast! This was an existence that had cultivated for nearly ten thousand years.

"Hmm? Could it be that they have sensed the existence of Euphorbidion? " Mu Xuan's mind moved, he immediately channeled his spirit energy to form a few layers of film on the Jade Dragon Mystical Rock in his brain. Then, Mu Xuan saw the four gigantic profound beasts go from the excitement in their eyes to a sudden bewilderment, and then, they all turned around.

It seemed that many Outer Sect Disciples had hidden their true strength just for the sake of the great battle in the cave. His own tenth level of Qi Condensation cultivation was only one of the few dozen Qi Condensation Stage s present in this Profound realm, and belonged to the lowest among the three hundred people. It looked like the competition this time around was quite intense.

When the surrounding sect members of the spiritual stage saw Mu Xuan, they all revealed expressions of disdain and threat, "Later on, don't let me meet you. "Otherwise, humph!"

The first is for all the participants to fight for the top sixty inner sect s. The second is for the hundred challengers to fight against each other, and the third is for the inner sect and the challengers to successfully challenge each other and fight for the ten Immortal's cave. This year's competition will be the outer sect's promotion quota, with the intention of promoting the foundations of the sect. All participants stopped at that point! It must not hurt his life! Don't be rash! Those who are unable to fight, are allowed to admit defeat and immediately finish the battle. "

Patriarch Sikong waved his right hand again. Six white platforms suddenly rose up from the Black Tortoise Field. Each platform was about a hundred meters in radius. The surrounding area of the platforms was surrounded by a circular light wall. These three hundred people were suddenly divided into six groups. Each group had more than fifty people, and they were all sucked into the six platforms.

"The first round of the sixty inner sect s will be held. There were thirty participants being eliminated on each platform, leaving twenty disciples to enter the inner sect. "Now, begin!"

The Grand Elder gave the order. He saw that on the six platforms, the disciples who were eyeing him like tigers were starting to move.

This was especially so for those senior brothers from the spiritual stage. They looked at each other and knew that their strengths were almost the same, and would not be able to decide the victor in a short period of time. Everyone then looked at each other's eyes. First, he had to eliminate the ones with low cultivation level, and then he would decide the victor.

And so, everyone saw the scene of the many disciples of the first Taoism of the two spiritual altars forming an alliance and starting to walk towards their junior brothers in Qi Condensation Stage. On the other hand, the dozen or so Three Spiritual Altar Realms cultivators coldly stood to the side.

Among them was Zhuang Wenlong who was standing on the first stage, the only one with a cultivation at the peak of the Three Spiritual Altar Realms. At this time, he actually ignored the existence of these people, slowly sitting down with his legs crossed. No one within three meters around him dared to offend him. And for the time being, these Ergonomics did not dare to deal with these senior brothers with high cultivations.

All the spiritual stage senior brothers on the six great platforms started to laugh heartily as they approached the Qi Condensation Stage disciples, each of them showing expressions of contempt. Who asked you to register? "As long as we casually lift up our hands, you guys will be severely injured. If you allow us to, just one basic spell will be enough to take three breaths, and you'll die from spitting blood."

On each of the platforms, there were two to four Spirit Condensation Realm Junior Brothers, who were nervously staring at these Senior Brothers. In his heart, he was not only angry at them for bullying the weak, but also for bullying the weak. Even though he was furious, he could do nothing about it. When these Senior Brother spiritual stage s were about to attack, the three junior brothers on the first platform suddenly bent over and shouted: "Admit defeat!" From the second and third platforms to the fifth platform, all the junior brothers of the Qi Condensation Stage shouted "Admit defeat" in the very first moment. The difference in power was simply too great. As long as they resisted, they would be completely trampled upon.

When he arrived at the sixth platform, there were a total of four people with. The other three immediately bent their heads down and shouted out with dejection, "Admit defeat!" However, all of the Ergonomics senior brothers on the sixth platform did not pay any attention to the three of them. Instead, they were all stunned as they stared at the last remaining Qi Condensation Stage junior brother, Mu Xuan!