The hall made of black metal is cold and strict, exuding a cold and ruthless smell.

Two rows of giant pillars with no pattern modification extend from the main entrance of the hall to the depths of the hall. The giant pillars can be as thick as a hundred people, and are millions of feet high. Torchs are inserted on the pillars, and the swaying fire light shines from the high place, making the hall extremely deep.

Between the two rows of giant pillars is a spacious corridor that is hundreds of miles wide. The floor is covered with floor tiles made of black jade. The square black floor tiles are also not decorated with any pattern, and are dull and exudes an inexplicable cold pressure.

Under each pillar were a number of Holy Spirit Heavenly monks. They all came from the seven major clans of the Holy Spirit Heaven, major sects, and major families. Everyone stared at Chu Tian and others who were walking through the corridor with bright eyes. Their eyes were either cold or fanatical, full of various complex emotions that were difficult to describe.

Two rows of giant pillars extended to the depths of the hall. At the end of the corridor, seven black iron thrones were lined up in a row. The seven old men, who were as mortals as mortals, sat quietly on the throne without any breath, and smiled at these young toshihiko who survived the battle of destiny.

Chu Tian and King Hu, Wu Wudi walked in front of everyone. Master Rat squatted on Chu Tian's left shoulder, with silver light flashing in his eyes, and he squinted his eyes and looked at the seven holy masters of the Hedao Realm from the seven major clans.

There was more than a hundred feet away from the seven great saints, and a low scolding came from under a giant pillar: "Stop!"

Chu Tian and others stopped and stood there quietly, allowing the seven great saints and countless Holy Spirit Heaven masters to examine themselves and their group.

Among the young handsome men following Chu Tian and others, dozens of terrifying young people also strode up and stood shoulder to shoulder with Chu Tian and the other two. Several people turned their heads and looked at Chu Tian up and down with disdain for a while, and suddenly let out a clear and audible sneer.

Chu Tian turned his head and smiled at the guys with disdainful expressions: "What? Can I dig your ancestral grave?"

Among the seven saints, two golden dragon horns were born on their foreheads. The dragon clan old man with extremely sharp polished tops of the dragon horns waved his hand and said calmly: "Silent... At a young age, where did you get such a great anger? Well? How did the Saint of Qinglian teach you?"

A terrible soul thought turned into an invisible mountain and crushed Chu Tian.

Chu Tian's eyebrows were filled with a clear light. He looked at the old man of the Dragon Clan coldly and smiled indifferently: "You always take action yourself, you're a little disregarded with respect?"

The Wuxiang Qinglian poked out from Chu Tian's eyebrows, and wisps of clear light surrounded his whole body. The huge pressure of soul thought quickly disappeared in front of the clear light. The face of the old man of the Dragon Clan suddenly looked a little ugly. The robe on his body was windy, and the dull and thunderous sound of muscles and bones colliding from his body could be heard faintly.

In front of so many people, he failed to suppress a young man who had just debuted, which made him feel very embarrassed.

"Elder Ao, do the serious things first!" An old man born with Qingyan waved his hand and said softly: "The first round of this battle of destiny is over. It is not easy for you to survive this battle of destiny."

Shaking his head, the old man said calmly: "However, as long as you survive the battle of destiny by relying on your own strength, you will pass the first level. Therefore, the waste in the Qinglian shelter will naturally be eliminated, and you must be clear about this."

Chu Tian nodded with a smile. It was obvious that the wastes in Qinglian shelter were impossible to say that he, King Lai and Wu Wudi, and that was enough.

The old man looked at Chu Tian deeply, and a little cold light flashed deep in his eyes. He said coldly: "Now, those who are qualified to stand in this hall can participate in the second round of competition. Of course, unlike the first round, the second round of competition, your tasks are different. Whether you can complete them alive depends on whether you are the real sons of destiny."

The other six saints did not say anything, and the only voice of this old man in the hall was echoing: "However, based on your performance in the first round, we have circled forty-nine of the best performers, and we will reward you."

The seven great saints waved their hands at the same time, forty-nine terrifying auras suddenly emerged from the front of them, and waves of terrifying magic power fluctuations were like tsunamis and tides, sweeping through the entire hall.

The void in the hall twisted violently and shook. The pillars, ceiling, ground, and walls of the hall also lit up dazzling rune lights. All the defensive restrictions in the hall were activated at the same time, barely maintaining that the hall was not crushed by the terrifying aura emitted by the forty-nine spiritual lights.

Wuxiang Qinglian trembled slightly, and Wuxiang Qinglian's voice sounded in Chu Tian's mind: "It's amazing, they are all divine artifacts for opening heaven, and... it is likely that the divine artifacts for opening heaven and earth were nurtured when the Holy Spirit Heaven was opened, and it is countless stronger than the divine artifacts for opening heaven when other worlds were born..."

After sighing, Wuxiang Qinglian said with a hint of self-primitive smile: "However, compared to the primitive treasure that was born in the beginning of the ancient Wuliangtian, these little guys still lack some heat and a lot of heat!"

Chu Tian took a deep breath, such a powerful forty-nine heaven-opening artifact!

The shapes are different, but they are all beautiful, and the aura emits different attributes, but they are all unparalleled.

These are forty-nine treasures, such as Chu Tian’s Sun Creation Bell, the Taiyin Wanhua Wheel, the Infinite Divine Pearl, and the Heaven and Earth Melting Furnace... There is no way, Chu Tian’s four treasures were born too weak after all, and these forty-nine secret treasures were all divine artifacts bred by the Holy Spirit Heaven, and they were just 108,000 miles away from the foundation!

The old man of the dragon clan laughed, he clapped his hands hard, and quickly read out the names of forty-nine people.

Ao Ba, Gongyang Sanxiu and others were among the forty-nine people... But there was no Chu Tian, ​​no King, and no Wu Wudi!

King Wu Di took a deep breath at the same time, and his face turned red as if it was burned by fire. There is no doubt that these forty-nine rewards were awarded by the seven major clans. Look at the forty-nine people who walked up, most of them were direct descendants of the seven major clans, and there were sixteen descendants of the seven major clans. The families and sects behind them also had close relationships with the seven major clans.

The old man Qinghuang laughed softly and said, "In this competition, forty-nine of you have performed the best. We unanimously believe that the final candidate for the Holy Spirit Heavenly Venerable must be among you forty-nine, so we give you a treasure to help you complete the second round of the competition better and smoother."

The old man of the Dragon Clan looked at Chu Tian, ​​King Zhi, Wu Wudi and the other two, and said coldly: "You must work hard and not lose your reputation."

A dull cold snorkeling came, Wu Wudi took a big step forward suddenly. He pointed at Ao Ba, Gongyang Sanxiu and others about to speak, but Chu Tian grabbed his shoulder, pulled him back and pulled him behind him.

With Wu Wudi's strength, he could not resist Chu Tian's random pull!

The pupils of the seven saints shrank at the same time. They all knew that Wu Wudi had the Jade Clan inheritance and his physical strength was invincible among the younger generation. Such strength could not stop Chu Tian from pulling it at will?
Chapter completed!