The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

The leader of mingxinxuan, Ying Xinji, swings his black-and-white Taoist robe, reaches out his hand to touch his goatee, and his eyes flash.

Gu Shan, not eliminated, he still insists!

Ying Xinji stroked his beard and jaw and glanced at the rest. He had a sense of indifference and leisure in his heart. He had a feeling of seeing through everything.

He knew that as a disciple of the emperor, even if he looked ordinary, he couldn't even find it in the crowd.

But in fact, he will never be so mediocre!

From a single point of view, his ancient mountain is only the cultivation of Zhenfu in the early stage, but he can persist in this magma for such a long time and stay with those disciples at the peak of Zhenfu until this time.

It is enough to show that this ancient mountain has a good mind!

It's ridiculous that these vulgar people think that the emperor's disciples are just like this!

"It's a pity that this child's qualification is too poor. It's just the initial cultivation of Zhenfu. Among these contestants, it can be said that it is the lowest existence."

Ying Xinji shook his head and sighed slightly, and made a conclusion in his heart.

"There may not be much achievement in the future, but with such a mind and the care of the emperor, it won't be too ordinary. For him, it can be regarded as good luck."

Ying Xinji feels that Gu Shan is not qualified enough. Even though he has a good mind, he wants to achieve so in the future.

The people on the Star River turned their eyes and saw the remote corner of the island. The ancient mountain was scorched and barely supported.

But his clothes were ragged, and there were scorched marks on his exposed skin and flesh. Before the sweat on his forehead dropped, it evaporated into water stains.

"Oh, what a pity!"

They shook their heads and sighed, but some people were happy and straight in their hearts. Not all the emperor's disciples were Tianjiao, and finally one couldn't!

People with clear eyes seem to know that at this time, the mana of the ancient mountain is not enough to protect themselves. Otherwise, they will not turn their clothes black, but let the magma hurt themselves.

Hold on for a moment, I'm afraid I'll melt into this magma.

After all, the cultivation world is based on strength. No matter how good your mind is and your qualifications are not enough, your future achievements will be limited. In that case, this ancient mountain

It's not enough to fear!

The people on the Star River turned their eyes one after another and saw the miserable appearance of the emperor's disciple. They were secretly happy.

I thought, I'm afraid the emperor's reputation will be broken on this boy!

At this time, as the last competition in the realm of true talisman and the last place for the inheritance of saints, the competition on this island has become white hot.

In the early stage, the participants were extremely vigilant about the ancient mountain. They thought that such a stuffy person would be difficult to provoke.

But after a period of time, the people confirmed that the ancient mountain was as ordinary as he showed.

They didn't bother about the ancient mountain, and all their remaining energy was invested in those friars who really met the peak.

At this time, the most outstanding performance on the island is the disciple of sword cave, a guy named Shi Liming.

His cultivation is at the peak of Zhenfu. He has a three foot green front in his hand and is surrounded by the sharp sword Qi.

He was standing in the magma, his eyes sharp as electricity, and from time to time stretched out his hand to take a fragment from the magma.

Endurance competition not only tests the endurance ability in this magma, but also needs to measure the number of fragments collected by each person, so as to determine the final quota.

Shi Liming looked around proudly and smiled.

He is a disciple of the sword cave. He often dances with the sword. In order to study swordsmanship, it is common to bring the sword Qi into his body.

As we all know, how sharp is the sword?

It is the first means of killing!

Sword Qi entering the body is one of the unbearable pains in the world! However, Shi Liming has done several times to practice swordsmanship.

Compared with the pain of sword Qi through the body, the baking of magma can only be said to be so.

"This game, I will win!"

Shi Liming had a sharp look in his eyes. The whole man was like a sharp sword out of its scabbard. He was angry into the sky!

Before coming, Li Xuan, the sword master of the sword cave, had told him that he must win the saint inheritance quota of the true Fu realm.

The inheritance of saints is extremely important. For the whole sword cave, it is no less than an amazing creation.

If we can get the treasures inherited by the saints and integrate them into the sword cave, the whole sword cave will benefit!

This time in the sword cave, the number of people who aspire to the realm of true talisman is one in ten thousand. Shen Bi and Shi Liming are two monks in the later period of true talisman.

Whoever gets the quota is almost the next leader of the sword cave!

Shi Liming's eyes are hot. He doesn't know at this time. Shen Bi has fallen on the top of the speed race. At this time, he has only one goal, that is to win the Endurance Championship!

As for the rest of the contestants, it was extremely difficult to bear the magma, let alone collect fragments. It was hardly worth mentioning in front of Shi Liming!

"Master, Shi Liming can handle the magma easily. According to his disciples, he is the leader of the endurance race."

Duan Zexiong stood next to Jiang Ling and looked at the island. In his opinion, Shi liming was full of spirit and unmatched. He was almost destined to be the first.

"That's not necessarily. Take a closer look."

Who knows, Jiang Ling smiled, glanced sideways at Duan Zexiong, pointed to the island and asked Duan Zexiong to take a closer look.

"Is there any hidden change?"

Duan Zexiong muttered in his heart that he naturally dared not take the emperor's words to heart, but now there are only three or two big cats and kittens left on the island.

Other people are somewhat unable to maintain their mana. On the contrary, Shi Liming is obviously very comfortable. It seems that he has won the first place.

"Hehe, the people of Jinlong villa don't have a fuel-efficient lamp."

Seeing that Duan Zexiong couldn't see the mystery, Jiang Ling smiled and broke the mystery.

Boom!

"Ah! How?"

"The fragment exploded? How could it be so?"

Duan Zexiong didn't have time to understand the emperor's words, but he heard a cry of surprise from the people on the star river.

Turning around, I saw the almost doomed situation on the island, which changed at that time.

But Shi Liming found another fragment and stretched out his hand to explore it. As a result, when the fragment was ingested into his hand, it burst out unexpectedly, and the fragment burst open!

"What's going on?"

"Isn't this the fragment of the emperor's hand? How could it explode?"

The people saw clearly on the Star River, and their doubts suddenly arose and whispered.

Who would have thought that when I saw the fragment, it seemed as if I had ingested a bomb, which would explode as soon as I touched it!

Is there such a trap hidden in this endurance race?

In that case, who dares to move? Who dares to ingest fragments?

Li Xuan, the sword master of the sword cave, got up and stared at the sky over the island.