Chapter 722

Baiyang town is bustling with people, and Zhuo Wen found that most of them are arcane masters in robes, with few martial artists.

The arcane masters guild is in the center of Baiyang town. There stands a huge building in the shape of flame. At the top of the building, there is even a flame with terrible temperature.

"In two hours, the elder election will begin. Now those four masters should have rubbed their shoulders and palms!"

"I don't know who owns the tenth elder this time?"

"I think it should be master Yanhuo. After all, master Yanhuo is the son of the second elder. He has four levels of great spiritual power. In addition, he can hardly meet an enemy in the four levels of arcane masters."

Walking down the street, Zhuo Wen found that many arcane masters on the street rushed out in one direction and talked one after another.

From the comments around, Zhuo Wen also knew that the Presbyterian election was held ahead.

As early as when he decided to get the "Huajing Jue", Zhuo Wen planned to come to this elder election to have a look. Zhuo Wen is bound to get the "Huajing Jue".

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen walked forward with the flow of people, and soon came to a huge square.

The square here is very strange. Various runes are drawn on the ground, and strange spiritual waves spread in the square.

At the top of the square, there are nine high seats. At this time, there are nine seats. Except the first seat, the other eight seats are basically elderly people.

These nine seats are prepared for the nine elders of the arcane guild. The whereabouts of the first elder, Shiyuan elder, are mysterious, so it is understandable that he did not appear. Therefore, the elder election is basically presided over by the second elder, Liuli elder.

In the middle of the square, there stood a fire wall of tens of feet, and there were ten such huge fire walls in total, and each one was more and more terrible. The temperature of the whole square rose to an extremely terrible level.

Around the square, a large number of arcane masters also felt the terrible temperature in the fire wall, and their faces changed one after another.

At this moment, the colored glaze elder sitting in the second seat slowly stood up, looked around at the people around him, and said faintly, "today is the elder election. I'm very pleased that you can come."

"The rules of the Presbyterian election are very simple. Have you seen the ten fire walls in the middle of the square? This fire wall is called the ten fist fire wall!"

"You who want to run for elders this time can use your mental strength to try the power of the ten fist fire wall. The more people break the wall, they will become the tenth elder this time."

With that, the elder Liuli smiled and sat on his seat again, but his eyes glanced involuntarily to the other side of the square. There stood a figure, holding his shoulders in his hands and looking confident.

The figure seemed to feel the elder Liuli's eyes, nodded and smiled confidently. This person was the master Yanhuo who had a grudge with Zhuo Wen and the son of elder Liuli.

When elder Liuli said this, there was a lot of uproar around the square. Even Zhuo Wen was surprised.

The rules of the Presbyterian election are surprisingly simple, but Zhuo Wen also knows that the ten fist fire wall in the square must be not simple. I'm afraid most arcane masters can hardly break through too many fire walls.

There was silence around the square, and then out of the crowd came a young arcane master, who was in his twenties and eighties, but he was already a second-class arcane master.

The man bowed respectfully to the eight elders, then came to the ten fist fire wall with a dignified face and shouted. The mental strength of the mud pill palace condensed into a huge fist and slammed on the first fire wall.

Boom!

The spiritual fist collided with the fire wall, splashing countless sparks. The two were deadlocked there for a while.

The young man's veins burst in front of his forehead and shouted loudly. All the spiritual power of the mud pill palace poured out. The spiritual fist was much larger. After a while, it pressed over the fire wall.

Click!

The wall of fire broke, but the young man's face was very pale, sweating and panting. It was obvious that he had reached the limit.

"Still want to try the second fire wall?" elder Liu Li said faintly.

The young man's eyes twinkled and said, "tell the elder that I still want to try the second block."

"Determined! But you'd better do what you can." elder Liuli nodded and replied faintly.

"Thank you for your advice."

The young man nodded respectfully, stood in place, took a deep breath, and stared at the second fire wall.

After a while, the youth moved again, and the terrible spiritual force condensed over his head, turned into a larger spiritual fist, and swept away towards the second wall of fire.

Boom!

When the spirit fist fell on the fire wall, it was directly attacked by the fire wall. The spirit fist was swallowed by the fire wall and turned into nothingness.

Whoosh!

The moment the wall of fire swallowed up the spiritual power, it was a tentacle like flame that suddenly swept away at the young man, so that the young man retreated repeatedly and his face was very pale.

Unfortunately, the tentacle like flame was so fast that it caught up with the youth in an instant and wrapped all the youth in without accident.

"Ah!"

The scream rang out, and the young man instantly became a fireman. After a while, he completely turned into ashes and fell in the eyes of everyone.

Hiss, hiss!

The sound of sucking cold air sounded, and the arcane masters around were stunned at the young man who had turned into ashes.

What a terrible wall of fire with ten fists. It still has the power to bite back. If you can't bear it, I'm afraid you'll end up like this young man.

For a moment, many arcane masters around the square hesitated. In particular, some arcane masters with weak mental power basically withdrew their steps.

However, this silence did not last long. Another figure swept to the high platform. This is an old man with white hair and beard. He is a three-level arcane master with three stars drawn on his chest.

"It's master Liubei. He's a master of three grades. He should be able to break the second wall of fire, or even the third wall."

As soon as the old man came out, there was an uproar around him. Everyone stared at the master Liubei with a look of expectation on their faces.

"Liubei paid a visit to the eight elders." master Liubei bowed his hands respectfully to the high platform.

Such a respectful attitude also aroused the favor of the eight elders.

"Flowing wine! Your mental strength is good, but you'd better do what you can."

Elder Liuli smiled and waved his sleeve robe. The first wall of the ten fist fire wall in the square was destroyed and restored to its original state.

"Thank elder Liuli for reminding me."

Master Liuyuan nodded, then narrowed his eyes and quietly stared at the ten fist fire wall in front. A terrible spiritual force burst out and turned into a spiritual storm around it.

"Broken!"

The spirit storm swept out in an instant and blew on the fire wall. The first fire wall was broken without accident.

After all, master Liubei is a master of three grades. For example, the young man who has just fallen is powerful. I don't know how many times. The first fire wall can't stop him at all.

Boom!

There were two clicks again, the second and third fire walls suddenly cracked, and the spiritual storm soon arrived on the fourth fire wall.

Bang!

The two instantly collided, countless sparks splashed, master Liuyuan's eyebrows shrunk, the soles of his feet stamped, and the more terrible spiritual force swept out, making the stalemate spiritual storm grow again.

However, the power of the fourth wall of fire is also extremely terrible. Unexpectedly, countless flame tentacles burst out and blasted on the spiritual storm, with a very fast bombardment frequency.

Pooh!

Master Liubei immediately vomited blood. Seeing that the spiritual storm ahead was getting darker and darker, his face changed greatly. He knew something was wrong and quickly withdrew from the fire wall of ten fists.

Boom!

The Spirit Storm completely annihilated at the moment when master Liuwan withdrew. However, due to master Liuwan's early withdrawal, the backfire of the fire wall did not pursue master Liuwan, but slowly restored calm.

"The ten fist fire wall is terrible! Even master Liubei can only smash three walls."

Looking at the defeated Liubei master, many people around him were surprised. The arcane masters with three grades of perfection could only smash the three blockages. Those who are weaker than Liubei master are basically unlikely to exceed the three blockages.

After master Liubei, there were several third class arcane masters, but the results were not ideal, and even the three blocks could not be broken.

There was even an unlucky third grade arcane master who was swallowed by the fire and turned into ashes because he had no time to withdraw from the fire wall.

At this point, the surrounding three level arcane masters were silent and did not dare to try, because they knew that the three level arcane masters could not compete with the four level arcane masters.

"I'll come!"

A voice of vicissitudes sounded, and another figure swept out. He saw that his temples were gray, his robes were fluttering, and his eyes were bright. He was master cangmu.

In the crowd, Zhuo Wen looked at the cangmu master standing in front of the fire wall and nodded slightly.

Compared with other arcane masters, master cangmu's entry is very fast. Now his spiritual cultivation has reached four grades. Zhuo Wen believes that master cangmu should be able to smash five walls of fire.

"Finally, there is a fourth level arcane master. His name is cangmu. He seems to be the eighth elder."

As soon as master cangmu went up, he immediately attracted the onlookers around him, and many people recognized cangmu.

The eighth elder, sitting in the eighth position, stared at the figure of master cangmu, raised his mouth and smiled.

"Old eight! Your cangmu talent is very good. Now you are only over half a hundred years old, and your mental power can reach four grades. If you cultivate it well in the future, you must have a chance to break through to five grades." elder Liuli said to the eighth elder.

"Brother Liuli is flattered. Compared with the fire, cangmu is still much worse." the eighth elder is quite modest.

"Ha ha! Let's wait and see. Let's see cangmu's performance!"

The eighth elder's praise obviously benefited Liuli elder. He nodded and his mouth was full of laughter.