Chen Xiang glanced around and saw the different expressions in everyone's eyes, and said: "You don't have a rule here that you have to use your first name, right?"
"No, you can use your name, but if you can become a palace master in the end, you must have a name, pay the registration fee, one million immortal crystals, and then go over there to accept the test of the immortal king's strength." Then. The old man said.
Chen Xiang secretly despised this Demon Suppressing Temple. Why didn't he test his strength first and then pay the registration fee? If he failed the test, wouldn't the registration fee of one million immortal crystals have been wasted?
"What's going on with that test?" Chen Xiang looked at the place where the old man pointed just now. There was a competition stage there, and a young man with a cold expression stood on it.
"To become the master of our Demon Suppressing Temple, you must have the strength of an Immortal King. Of course, not just any Immortal King will do! You will know when you fight one of our Immortal Kings later. What is your strength, otherwise you might die if you take part in our palace master assessment next." The old man said.
There are many palace masters in the Demon Suppressing Temple, because there are branches of him all over Jiutian, and they all need a powerful Immortal King to take charge.
Chen Xiang handed over one million immortal crystals, got a jade token, and then walked towards the competition stage.
Only Immortal Kings will come to conduct this kind of assessment, and the number of Immortal Kings is very small. Although there are many people in this hall, there are not many people who really want to sign up. They are all here to watch the fun.
Chen Xiang walked up to the competition stage. The opponent was a young man with a cold face, holding his chest with his hands, looking like he was very powerful. He just stood there and looked at Chen Xiang indifferently.
"Emperor of Hundred Flowers? Don't you think this title is stupid?" The young man looked at Chen Xiang's jade plaque and sneered: "It seems that although you are the Immortal King, it is not easy for you to pass my level. Do it well Prepare to be seriously hurt!"
When Chen Xiang saw how arrogant the other party was, he refused to be outdone and said: "No matter how stupid the title is, it's my business and none of your business. Just do your job well. Don't even think about beating me seriously." , if you can take out even one of my hairs, that’s pretty good.”
An old man in the audience couldn't help but take a breath: "This guy is mentally ill. Doesn't he know that the person he is facing is the strongest of the four immortal kings in our Demon Suppressing Temple?"
"It turns out that he is the strongest of the four little immortal kings. It is said that this person is the number one among the four strongest young immortal kings in the Demon-Suppressing Temple. His name is Zhao Zhen. I heard that his demon-subduing power has reached the ninth level. Got it!"
"This guy is Zhao Zhen. The last time he went to the Demonic Heaven, he made the demons there frightened for several days."
When Chen Xiang heard everyone talking about Zhao Zhen below, he realized that the guy in charge of testing his strength was quite capable.
Zhao Zhen raised his head even higher when he heard others talking about him. That kind of praise made him very proud, and he looked at Chen Xiang with even more disdain.
"During the competition, you must use the skills related to the Demon Suppression Temple, and you cannot use weapons." An old man shouted: "Let's start now."
Zhao Zhen only felt that the other party was a guy who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth. He also wanted to beat the other party severely for speaking such arrogant words.
"Knock you down with one move!" Zhao Zhen saw the grand formation on the competition platform open, and the demon-suppressing holy power in his body was clearly visible, spurting out, and it looked like golden flames beating around his body.
Chen Xiang did not find it strange that the other party could cultivate the Demon Suppressing Holy Power. Although the Demon Suppressing Temple was in decline, its foundation was still there. As the strongest of the younger generation in the Demon Suppressing Temple, Zhao Zhen could not cultivate the Demon Suppressing Holy Power. Licai felt strange.
"Bang..." Five thunderbolts exploded in succession, which turned out to be the fifth level of Demon Subduing Strength.
Zhao Zhen used the power erupted from the fifth level of Demon Subduing Strength to bring his body to Chen Xiang in an instant, and he had already waved his fist!
For many people, using the fifth level of Demon-Suppressing Holy Power and Demon-Suppressing Strength at the beginning is a very terrifying attack. If the opponent is a demon king or demon king, he must lie down.
Just when everyone felt that Chen Xiang was a little pitiful, another burst of thunderbolts sounded, rapid and fast, nine times in a row.
Chen Xiang also used the Demon Subduing Strength, which was still at the ninth level, and it seemed that he used it very skillfully!
"Haha!" Chen Xiang laughed wildly and punched him with his fist. He was taller and his arms were a little longer than Zhao Zhende's.
Zhao Zhen's fist stopped just in front of Chen Xiang's nose, because Chen Xiang quickly punched him in the eye.
Boom!
Chen Xiang first used the ninth level of demon-subduing power, and then used the concussive power, which directly hit Zhao Zhen's left eye, and also produced an extremely strong suction force, preventing Zhao Zhen from flying out.
Bang bang...
Chen Xiang waved his palms, and dozens of slaps came over him in an instant, hitting Zhao Zhen hard and fast on the face. The last slap was particularly powerful and sent Zhao Zhen flying away.
Zhao Zhen lay on the competition table, squirming slightly, his heart full of anger. He covered one eye and stood up slowly. Chen Xiang did not use that kind of crazy holy power, but only used physical strength. Otherwise, This Zhao Zhen has long since turned into ashes.
"Are you okay? If not, come up and fight me with someone stronger. With your strength, I'm really worried that I'll beat you to death if I'm not careful. I can't let go at all." Chen Xiang put his hands on his hips. Shout loudly and arrogantly.
Everyone was still immersed in the scene just now, and when they recalled it, they were all secretly frightened. Chen Xiang was just like an adult grabbing a naughty child and whipping him violently. He had the power to beat the other person to death, but he was worried that he would be held accountable, so Not using the strongest force.
"I'll fight with you!" Zhao Zhen, filled with rage, almost roared and rushed over.
"Hmph!" Chen Xiang stamped his feet, golden light flickered under his feet, and a golden light streaked across the ground like lightning. After reaching Zhao Zhen's feet, it turned into a golden circular formation, making Zhao Zhen unable to move.
Seeing those formations, everyone knew that they were the "Demon-Suppressing Qi Formation" of the Demon-Suppressing Temple. Chen Xiang just stamped his feet and released a Demon-Sealing Qi Formation. At a glance, they knew they were very familiar.
Of course Zhao Zhen knew how powerful this demonic energy formation was. It was a difficult energy formation to release among the demonic suppression energy formations. It required a lot of demon-suppressing holy power. Once it could be released, it could trap the demon king for a period of time. It also has a great effect on immortals.
Chen Xiang stepped in front of Zhao Zhen in two steps, and there were several more thunderbolts. Chen Xiang used the ninth level of Demon Subduing Strength and punched Zhao Zhen's other eye.
There was a loud bang, and Zhao Zhen's other eye was violently punched by Chen Xiang. At this time, he only felt that his eyes were blurry. His eyes had been swollen by Chen Xiang and were red, looking very funny.
"Stop!" an old man shouted hurriedly. If this continues, Chen Xiang will definitely beat Zhao Zhen to pieces, and Chen Xiang's use of the demon-suppressing technique is indeed surprising. His proficiency is already better than many demon-suppressing temples. The old fairy king is taller.