"Colorful fire pattern?"
Elder Yang's eyes were a bit dull. Seeing Elder Yang's expression, the red-haired elder laughed.
"This is the leader of our Zhu Yan Sect's Holy Land Trial, named Yan Xuan."
"Xuan Yan, haven't you come here to meet Elder Yang or all the disciples of Wusheng Academy?"
When the red-haired elder mentioned Yan Xuan's name, there was a hint of pride in his words.
Yan Xuan strode out behind the red-haired elder and said calmly.
"Yan Xuan has met Elder Yang."
As for the disciples of Wusheng Academy, after Yan Xuan glanced around, there was a hint of disdain in his eyes and he did not speak at all.
"Yan Xuan, it's actually him."
"So arrogant!"
"Is this guy considered Yanxuan, who is known as the next generation of divine monarchs in the Zhuyan Sect?"
"The seven-color fire pattern, this guy's talent is simply terrifying to the extreme. The legendary ancestor of the Zhuyan Sect has the bloodline of the ancient Huang clan. Since this guy has awakened the most powerful seven-color fire pattern!"
Many disciples of Wusheng Academy also thought of some rumors about him when they heard the name Yan Xuan.
In the Wusheng Kingdom, in addition to Wusheng Academy, there are also many talented people from the other four major sects.
The extremely cold and arrogant Yan Xuan in front of him is a genius who has been rumored among the Zhu Yan Sect for a long time. At the age of less than twenty years old, his strength has reached the peak of the Divine Sea Realm. He is definitely a genius among geniuses.
"Brother Yang, are brothers Yan already here?"
In the sky, another extremely cheerful voice sounded, and then a strong wind suddenly swept over.
In this strong wind, figures fell down one after another, and the leader of them, a middle-aged man, walked out with a big smile.
"Wind habitat technique."
"The disciples of Feng Shen Sect are also here."
Behind the Feng Qi Shu were fifteen Feng Shen Sect disciples, coming together.
These disciples of the Wind God Sect are all here to control the wind. The most powerful one in the Wind God Sect is the art of wind control.
The strength of these Fengshen Sect disciples is not weaker than the inner disciples of Wusheng Academy.
"In the Wusheng Kingdom, although Wusheng Academy is known as the number one force, it seems that the disciples of the four major sects are not any weaker than Wusheng Academy."
Chu Fengmian thought to himself.
Whether it was Yan Xuan just now or the disciple of Feng Shen Sect now, Chu Fengmian could feel that each one of them was extraordinary.
Especially the young man standing behind Fengqi Shu is extremely powerful.
Like Xuan Yan, he also had the strength at the peak of the Divine Sea Realm. Especially Chu Fengmian could feel that this young man's strength was still hidden. His true strength might be enough to reach the Wind Control Realm.
The young man stepped forward and spoke.
"Feng Shen Sect, Feng Shaoqing, I have met all the elders, brothers and sisters."
When Feng Shaoqing spoke, his words were not as cold and arrogant as Yan Xuan's, but Chu Fengmian could also see that when Feng Shaoqing spoke, he did not pay attention to the other people present.
Each of these geniuses has always been extremely proud, and how could they not be arrogant?
Especially among the inner disciples of this generation of Wusheng Academy, the one with the highest level is only at the sixth level of the Divine Sea Realm, so how could he catch his eye.
"It turns out he is Feng Shaoqing."
"Although he looks ordinary, Feng Shaoqing's strength is no longer inferior to that of Yan Xuan."
"The four major sects have developed rapidly in the past ten years. Today's disciples are enough to compete with Wusheng Academy, and even in this session, they will surpass Wusheng Academy!"
Seeing Feng Shaoqing's nonchalant look, all the disciples of Wusheng Academy were filled with anger, but no one dared to speak out.
Don't dare.
No one among the people present could be Feng Shaoqing's opponent.
If you don't have the strength, it would be foolish to force yourself forward.
"This Yan Xuan, Feng Shaoqing, should be the genius king of Zhuyan Sect and Feng Shen Sect. I wonder who is from Sanxian Island and Hanxue Pavilion?"
Seeing Xuan Yan and Feng Shaoqing, the fighting spirit emerged in Chu Fengmian's silent heart.
These two people are Chu Fengmian's powerful enemies. It seems that this Holy Land trial is not as simple as Chu Fengmian imagined.
"boom!"
While everyone was still talking, a loud noise suddenly sounded.
The space not far away was actually torn open with a crack, turning into a gate.
"The Gate of Immortality!"
"It is the weapon of the Sanxian Island Array Sect! The Immortal Mysterious Gate that is enough to break the space!"
This gate broke through the space and suddenly appeared. Within it, countless disciples walked out.
"Disciple of Three Immortals Island!"
This Three Immortals Island can be regarded as the most mysterious one among the four major sects. It is said that no one knows the location of the sects on the Three Immortals Island.
If the disciples of Sanxian Island want to enter or exit the sect, they must cross the space through the formation sect's weapon of Sanxian Island, the Xianxuan Gate.
Therefore, there are also rumors that the strength of Sanxian Island is even much stronger than that of Wusheng Academy.
"You guys have been waiting for a long time."
A man led the way and walked out of the Immortal Xuan Gate. Behind the man, there were all disciples of Sanxian Island dressed in white.
The disciples of Sanxian Island have always been extremely indifferent and do not like fighting. Even the leader's expression was extremely calm. He glanced at everyone before saying hello.
"It turns out to be Lord Fang."
The red-haired elder, Elder Yang, and Feng Qishu all looked over and bowed.
"It's actually the owner of Sanxian Island, Fang Xiandao."
"It seems that Sanxian Island also attaches great importance to this Holy Land trial."
There were countless voices of discussion. This Fang Xiandao was at the same level as the dean of Wusheng Academy. When everyone saw it, they were naturally extremely frightened and excited.
Chu Fengmian could also see that Fang Xiandao's strength was extremely terrifying. It was enough to surpass Mr. Chen, and he had already stepped into the realm of divine power with half his foot.
Half-step saint, this is the name given to such a powerful warrior.
Although they have not yet become saints, they are far beyond the peak of the wind control realm and are called half-step saints.
"Go ahead and say hello."
Fang Xiandao looked at a young man behind him and said calmly.
"yes."
The man stepped forward and spoke.
"Fang Xuanji, a disciple of Fang Xiandao, has met all the elders, brothers and sisters."
Fang Xuanji glanced at the crowd, her eyes still showing no fluctuation.
This is not a pretense, but a lack of concern.
This disciple of Fang Xian Dao only pursues martial arts, and has never cared about anything else.
"Fang Xuanji is a name I have never heard of before, but her aura is no weaker than that of Yan Xuan and Feng Shaoqing."
"Are there actually so many evil geniuses in this class?"
This chapter has been completed!