Chapter 812
Zheng Jingyuan and Xue Shousong raised their eyes and stared at Shaojian. They had the idea of robbing people.
In addition to Shen turi, it is impossible for Shao Jian to see the second person in tianhuomen. Therefore, if Shao Jian passes the examination, he will either enter Lijian school or Tianyu school.
Zheng Jingyuan and Xue Shousong want it!
The two of them are in fact competitors.
However, they can also calm down. Although they have the heart to draw Shao Jian now, they dare not be presumptuous when there are too many people in tianhuomen.
"Thank you very much." Shao Jian arched Liu Erfu's hand, then stepped down.
Accompanied by the thunderous applause.
The remaining four martial arts practitioners in the ancient kingdom of Western Yin were even more excited, and they stared at Shao Jian one by one, with endless admiration and excitement.
Then.
The remaining four young evildoers of the ancient state of West Yin came to the stage one by one.
These four people have three levels, one level and nine levels.
In the end, the eight layers of the three jujijing can only break the sacred blood pile. There is almost no scratch depth to speak of. The martial artist of the nine layers of the jujijing is half an inch, half an inch, that is, one eighth of an inch, half less than Zhuzhen.
They are also from the ancient state of Western Yin. Compared with Shao Jian, the gap between them is too big.
With all the people in the ancient state of Western Yin having completed the test, it's the turn of the ancient state of northern saints.
In fact, Beisheng ancient country has always been the strongest of the four ancient countries. Even Donghe ancient country is a little less than Beisheng ancient country.
As a result, the six evils in the ancient northern holy kingdom are not bad. There is a peak cultivator in the eight levels of jujijing, four cultivators in the nine levels of jujijing, and one cultivator in the one level of zuwangjing.
On the whole, the quality of the six people in Beisheng ancient country is better than that in Donghe ancient country, even if Chen Kui didn't die in Su Chen's hands.
However, one Shentu rebellious overtook all others.
Because of the existence of Shentu rebellion, the evil spirit of the ancestral kingdom of the ancient kingdom of Beisheng didn't even get much attention.
Like the ancient kingdom of Western Yin, the first one who came to the stage was the martial arts cultivator on the first floor of the ancestral realm. He was also a most evil person, even only 27 years old. He was a little short, very silent and quiet. His whole person was covered by a black robe.
His hand is a knife, a very special knife. Generally speaking, weapons knives are big, broad, heavy, and murderous. But his knife is thin, narrow, cold, and murderous.
"Very strong!" Everyone commented that Su Chen naturally looked at this man. Su Chen murmured to himself in the bottom of his heart. He felt much stronger than Shao Jian.
It's zuwangjing and not zuwangjing. It's really the difference between heaven and earth.
Soon.
He came to the stage.
"I'm Lin!" His voice was a little cold, he said.
Voice down.
Suddenly.
In the whole douwu hall, it is obvious that ten thousand swords vibrate and the meaning of swords soars to the sky. The meaning of swords comes from nine days. The light of the meaning of Swords is endless and pure, tends to liquefy, and the swords are like blood, which is indescribable.
The thin Sabre moves. In a moment, there is a wave of sabre wind. In the whole martial arts hall, all martial arts practitioners clearly feel the cold around their neck. It seems that there is a blade passing by.
An indescribable horror, depression.
What's more, except for a few people, over 99% of the spectators didn't see how Lu Ye made his move at all. Lu Ye's whole life is like being wrapped in a knife like world. He can't shoot through with his eyes. Only by one will can he barely know how he made his move.
In one breath, the thin knife has been restrained by Lu Ye.
The whole process is like an illusion, and even the thinking can't react.
After Lu Ye received the knife, it was obvious that even Shen turi had narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were full of a sense of war and surprise.
Zheng Jingyuan and Xue Shousong both trembled fiercely. They stared at Lin like a hungry wolf with delicious meat.
Even in the sedan chair with the top-grade Dao ware, there was a faint "eh". Obviously, Lin's performance surprised the most powerful woman from taishangtianhuomen sitting in the sedan chair.
Liu Erfu took a deep breath and measured with a ruler.
After a few breaths, all the people looked forward to it. Liu Erfu said in a loud voice, "seven inches!!!"
Liu Erfu continued, a little excited: "the best achievement ever made on the sacred blood pile..."
In the hall of douwu, first there is silence, then
Pa Pa Pa Pa!
Unimaginably, the voice of cheering, shouting, excitement, clapping and shouting suddenly rippled, and the noise was about to break through the sky.
Many of the people watching the war turned red with excitement, and their emotions had been brought in completely.
A result against the sky, but they can not control their emotions.In particular, this achievement has made history.
The remaining five young evildoers in the ancient kingdom of Beisheng, one by one, raised their heads and tried to resist their excitement. However, they could not help but look at Shaojian and Shentu, with some provocative taste.
In their eyes, Lu Ye is the real immortal monster.
What are Shen turi and Shao Jian?
Even if shentuli is the legendary pure sword body, what?
Sure enough, Lin is an unimaginable achievement, which makes such a sensation. Of course, they are excited.
Zheng Jingyuan takes a deep breath, his heart beats faster, stares at Lin, and yearns to the extreme.
Generally speaking, the selection of futu region is only once after thousands or even thousands of years.
And every time, three or two of the thousands of clans in the region can participate.
It took a lot of effort, even 35000 years of martial arts resources and unimaginable cost to get the chance to participate in the selection of Fu Tu kingdom.
For what? Don't you want to get some super demons from the selection of Fu Tu Yu?
Like Lin in front of you, it's just too agreeable.
Zheng Jingyuan even swallows some saliva. If he gets Lin, he will definitely take off in the next million years.
However, Zheng Jingyuan looked at Xue Shousong carefully.
Unexpectedly, Xue Shousong was also looking at him, with similar eyes.
"Little brother Zheng, as long as Lu Ye is the emperor, the rest can be given to Li Jianzong." Xue Shousong whispered.
"Ha ha Elder Xue, do you drink too much? What are you talking about? " Zheng Jingyuan said with a smile, some disdain, Xue Shousong is really a good idea, when their own fool ah?
"Then we must rely on our own means." Xue Shousong groaned. He couldn't help but look at Lu Ye. His eyes are eager to be red. He has made up his mind to get Lu Ye no matter what the price is.
In addition to Shen turi, it is impossible for Shao Jian to see the second person in tianhuomen. Therefore, if Shao Jian passes the examination, he will either enter Lijian school or Tianyu school.
Zheng Jingyuan and Xue Shousong want it!
The two of them are in fact competitors.
However, they can also calm down. Although they have the heart to draw Shao Jian now, they dare not be presumptuous when there are too many people in tianhuomen.
"Thank you very much." Shao Jian arched Liu Erfu's hand, then stepped down.
Accompanied by the thunderous applause.
The remaining four martial arts practitioners in the ancient kingdom of Western Yin were even more excited, and they stared at Shao Jian one by one, with endless admiration and excitement.
Then.
The remaining four young evildoers of the ancient state of West Yin came to the stage one by one.
These four people have three levels, one level and nine levels.
In the end, the eight layers of the three jujijing can only break the sacred blood pile. There is almost no scratch depth to speak of. The martial artist of the nine layers of the jujijing is half an inch, half an inch, that is, one eighth of an inch, half less than Zhuzhen.
They are also from the ancient state of Western Yin. Compared with Shao Jian, the gap between them is too big.
With all the people in the ancient state of Western Yin having completed the test, it's the turn of the ancient state of northern saints.
In fact, Beisheng ancient country has always been the strongest of the four ancient countries. Even Donghe ancient country is a little less than Beisheng ancient country.
As a result, the six evils in the ancient northern holy kingdom are not bad. There is a peak cultivator in the eight levels of jujijing, four cultivators in the nine levels of jujijing, and one cultivator in the one level of zuwangjing.
On the whole, the quality of the six people in Beisheng ancient country is better than that in Donghe ancient country, even if Chen Kui didn't die in Su Chen's hands.
However, one Shentu rebellious overtook all others.
Because of the existence of Shentu rebellion, the evil spirit of the ancestral kingdom of the ancient kingdom of Beisheng didn't even get much attention.
Like the ancient kingdom of Western Yin, the first one who came to the stage was the martial arts cultivator on the first floor of the ancestral realm. He was also a most evil person, even only 27 years old. He was a little short, very silent and quiet. His whole person was covered by a black robe.
His hand is a knife, a very special knife. Generally speaking, weapons knives are big, broad, heavy, and murderous. But his knife is thin, narrow, cold, and murderous.
"Very strong!" Everyone commented that Su Chen naturally looked at this man. Su Chen murmured to himself in the bottom of his heart. He felt much stronger than Shao Jian.
It's zuwangjing and not zuwangjing. It's really the difference between heaven and earth.
Soon.
He came to the stage.
"I'm Lin!" His voice was a little cold, he said.
Voice down.
Suddenly.
In the whole douwu hall, it is obvious that ten thousand swords vibrate and the meaning of swords soars to the sky. The meaning of swords comes from nine days. The light of the meaning of Swords is endless and pure, tends to liquefy, and the swords are like blood, which is indescribable.
The thin Sabre moves. In a moment, there is a wave of sabre wind. In the whole martial arts hall, all martial arts practitioners clearly feel the cold around their neck. It seems that there is a blade passing by.
An indescribable horror, depression.
What's more, except for a few people, over 99% of the spectators didn't see how Lu Ye made his move at all. Lu Ye's whole life is like being wrapped in a knife like world. He can't shoot through with his eyes. Only by one will can he barely know how he made his move.
In one breath, the thin knife has been restrained by Lu Ye.
The whole process is like an illusion, and even the thinking can't react.
After Lu Ye received the knife, it was obvious that even Shen turi had narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were full of a sense of war and surprise.
Zheng Jingyuan and Xue Shousong both trembled fiercely. They stared at Lin like a hungry wolf with delicious meat.
Even in the sedan chair with the top-grade Dao ware, there was a faint "eh". Obviously, Lin's performance surprised the most powerful woman from taishangtianhuomen sitting in the sedan chair.
Liu Erfu took a deep breath and measured with a ruler.
After a few breaths, all the people looked forward to it. Liu Erfu said in a loud voice, "seven inches!!!"
Liu Erfu continued, a little excited: "the best achievement ever made on the sacred blood pile..."
In the hall of douwu, first there is silence, then
Pa Pa Pa Pa!
Unimaginably, the voice of cheering, shouting, excitement, clapping and shouting suddenly rippled, and the noise was about to break through the sky.
Many of the people watching the war turned red with excitement, and their emotions had been brought in completely.
A result against the sky, but they can not control their emotions.In particular, this achievement has made history.
The remaining five young evildoers in the ancient kingdom of Beisheng, one by one, raised their heads and tried to resist their excitement. However, they could not help but look at Shaojian and Shentu, with some provocative taste.
In their eyes, Lu Ye is the real immortal monster.
What are Shen turi and Shao Jian?
Even if shentuli is the legendary pure sword body, what?
Sure enough, Lin is an unimaginable achievement, which makes such a sensation. Of course, they are excited.
Zheng Jingyuan takes a deep breath, his heart beats faster, stares at Lin, and yearns to the extreme.
Generally speaking, the selection of futu region is only once after thousands or even thousands of years.
And every time, three or two of the thousands of clans in the region can participate.
It took a lot of effort, even 35000 years of martial arts resources and unimaginable cost to get the chance to participate in the selection of Fu Tu kingdom.
For what? Don't you want to get some super demons from the selection of Fu Tu Yu?
Like Lin in front of you, it's just too agreeable.
Zheng Jingyuan even swallows some saliva. If he gets Lin, he will definitely take off in the next million years.
However, Zheng Jingyuan looked at Xue Shousong carefully.
Unexpectedly, Xue Shousong was also looking at him, with similar eyes.
"Little brother Zheng, as long as Lu Ye is the emperor, the rest can be given to Li Jianzong." Xue Shousong whispered.
"Ha ha Elder Xue, do you drink too much? What are you talking about? " Zheng Jingyuan said with a smile, some disdain, Xue Shousong is really a good idea, when their own fool ah?
"Then we must rely on our own means." Xue Shousong groaned. He couldn't help but look at Lu Ye. His eyes are eager to be red. He has made up his mind to get Lu Ye no matter what the price is.
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