Chapter 880 They Called Me Five Generations (Part 1)
Chapter 880 They call me Fifth Generation (Part 1)
Chapter 880 They call me Fifth Generation (Part 1)
Dawn breaks, and the first ray of light falls on Fengzong Island. (,,duk ank
For a time, tens of thousands of sword chants resounded in vain on Fengzong Island, just for a moment, and the whole world seemed to have become a sea of sword chants.
"Zongbi on the second day!" A loud voice drowned out the sound of swords resounding from heaven and earth.
Whoosh! Countless rays of sword light emerged on Fengzong Island, followed by a roar.
Below Fengzong Island, the ice is floating on the sea, so boundless that you can't see the edge at a glance.
Thousands of powerful breaths burst out in vain on the ice, and thousands of figures stood up in vain, looking up at the Fengzong Island suspended in mid-air.
The three days of training are for this moment, fighting for glory.
The aura was permeating the air, and the ice below could not withstand this terrifying pressure. Cracks began to spread on the ice.
Bang bang! Thousands of sword lights shot up and rushed towards Fengzong Island.
Qing Jue opened his eyes, removed all the energy around him, stood up and looked at Fengzong Island, and said calmly: "Let's go!"
"The Moon God Era is coming today!" Jue Lin whispered, a terrifying aura emanating from his body.
The five people in Hanjian stood up one after another. Despite several days of training, the injuries of several people were relieved.
People from the Qinglong Tribe, Xuanwu Tribe, and White Tiger Tribe, the three ancient tribes, stood up one after another and stood behind Han Jian and others. For a moment, a general trend gathered above the crowd.
The momentum of the Sword God Sect! Qing Jue jumped into the void first and rushed towards Fengzong Island, followed closely by Han Jian and others.
Dozens of sword lights flashed across the sky, and the steps representing the sect's levels gradually emerged in the eyes of Qing Jue and others.
For a time, tens of thousands of eyes fell on Qing Jue and the others. The scene that happened three days ago had spread throughout Fengzong Island.
Qing Jue stopped, raised his head, and looked at the top step. There, the masters of the three major halls and others had already taken their places. Even the Prince of the Moon God, the Son of the Sword God, and the proud son of the Martial God had also arrived.
With slightly lowered eyes, Qing Jue, Jue Lin, and Xuan Ren did not return to the sect of the second-rate sect, but instead walked towards the sect of the second-rate sect.
Now that the three major ancient tribes have returned to the Sword God Sect, they will naturally go to the sect representing the Sword God Sect.
Dozens of figures fell down, and the disciples of the surrounding sects all felt depressed. Although Qing Jue and others had restrained their aura, the pressure of the Lingwu Realm warriors still made everyone dare not take a breath.
Three days ago, those sects that ridiculed the Sword God Sect were extremely quiet now, not daring to look directly at Han Jian and the others.
"Fire Emperor!" Looking at the superior Suzaku Clan, Qing Jue sighed slightly. He knew that three days ago, the Suzaku Clan was separated from other ancient tribes.
Sensing Qing Jue's gaze, the Fire Emperor opened his eyes, glanced at Qing Jue and the others, and then closed his eyes again. But at the moment he closed his eyes, a trace of determination flashed in the Fire Emperor's eyes.
As more and more sects arrived, the pressure on Fengzong Island became increasingly terrifying.
"The Seal of Azure Dragon, the Seal of White Tiger, the Seal of Xuanwu!" The prince half-squinted his eyes, a smile appeared on his evil face: "The guardian of the fifth generation of the Moon God, an interesting chess piece!"
"But will you still allow the fifth generation to grow?" Glancing at the three palace masters, the prince raised his right hand to hold the falling snowflakes, "With so many chess pieces laid out, this chess game has begun to fight!"
"It's time for that mysterious force to emerge from the water!" The prince's eyes gradually closed, and the breath all over his body turned into nothingness.
"It's getting harder and harder to see through!" Xuanyuan Ye opened his eyes and glanced at the prince.
The black mist surged, and the figure of the Holy Son was wrapped in it. His eyes were always looking at the Prince greedily.
On the other hand, the Martial God's Arrogant Man remained silent. He closed his eyes tightly and his spiritual energy surged around him. He was obviously practicing.
The rising sun is rising slowly on the horizon, and its soft sunlight coats the flying snowflakes with a layer of golden color.
Three days ago, the blood-stained side of the platform was covered with snow. The losers were buried on this stage forever. No one knows how many geniuses and strong men were buried on this stage.
The old man and others representing the referees came out of the endless void one after another. The pressure of their martial arts realm spread out, and the surrounding snowflakes were strangely still in the void.
The old man stepped in the air, walked directly above the platform, and made a sword salute to the three palace masters and others.
Immediately, the old man turned around and grabbed the void with his right hand. Invisible fluctuations spread and the void shattered in vain.
Ding! The clear sound of sword chants came from the broken void, and a huge stone sword emerged from the broken void, and finally turned into a long rainbow and fell downwards.
Bang bang! The stone sword fell on the platform, and half of the sword tip was already submerged into the platform. Its terrifying sword energy permeated the huge sword body. Finally, these sword energy gradually formed some words: Star Sect vs. Thousand Machine Sect
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Thousands of machines are changing, and the figure of the leader of the Thousand Machines Sect appears strangely on the platform. The pressure of the fake spiritual martial arts realm spreads out in the surroundings, causing ripples.
Stars filled the sky, and the Star Sect Master walked up step by step. Countless stars suddenly appeared behind him. When the Star Sect Master stepped on the platform, the whole world darkened in vain.
As the snow fell, the figure of the leader of the Qianji Sect suddenly transformed into several afterimages, changing in countless ways. For a time, countless sword shadows rushed towards the Star Sect.
"Thousands of possibilities!" The leader of the Star Sect whispered, and raised his sword. This sword affected the stars behind him, filling the sky with stars.
The stars all over the sky fell in vain, turning into bright sword lights. The two met in the void, causing a turmoil.
For a moment, the entire platform was filled with sword intent, and space turbulence surged out like a tide.
The collision of sword intent and sword intent, but under the pressure of the old man's martial arts realm, the residual power did not spread to the sect level.
The fight between the fake Lingwu realms was enough to attract everyone's attention. Countless eyes changed with the changes of the figure. Even the five Han people were observing the fight carefully.
"Fake Spiritual Martial Realm!" Qing Jue whispered: "Among the unqualified sect masters, these two are extremely powerful!"
"It's a pity that they can't stop the steps of the fifth generation, even those second-rate sect masters!" Jue Lin said lightly as he raised his head and looked at the second-rate sect above.
"In the age of the moon god, no one can stop you!" Qing Jue rubbed the blue dragon mark between his eyebrows and said lightly: "I firmly believe in this!"
"However, the Fifth Generation is still in the future, and in a few moments the comparison between the Sword God Sect and other sect masters will begin!" Xuan Ren said with a slightly worried expression as he looked at the unconventional sects surrounding him who were full of fighting spirit.
"The sect leader will definitely come, he will definitely!" Feng Ge bit her lower lip and looked up at the sky. She vaguely seemed to see a figure, Shengxue's figure in white clothes.
Hearing this, Qing Jue and others couldn't help but see the figure of Shengxue in white clothes in front of their eyes.
Bang bang! While Qing Jue and others were whispering, the winner of the battle on the platform had already been decided.
The leader of the Thousand Machines Sect fell on the sect steps in an awkward shape, while the Star Sect held the sword and stood proudly in the void. In this battle, the Star Sect won.
With his sword pointed down, the old man dispelled the sword energy that filled the sky with one finger. He looked around and said slowly: "Xingchen Zong wins!"
As soon as these words were spoken, a burst of cheers erupted from the sect level where Xingchen Sect was located, and all the Xingchen Sect disciples looked excited.
The Star Sect Master also chuckled, and left the platform with his sword. The huge stone sword was still inserted on the platform, and the sword energy was permeating it. Finally, the sword energy transformed into some words: Bingning Pavilion vs. Sword God Gate.
"Bingning Pavilion versus Sword God Gate!" The old man said slowly as his eyes fell on the sect level where the Sword God Gate was located.
As soon as these words came out, the entire competition platform became quiet for a moment. Everyone present knew that the mysterious Sword God Sect leader had not yet appeared.
A few days ago, most sects heard that the current leader of the Sword God Sect was only a young man, and many people disagreed with this.
A teenager who is only a teenager can become the leader of a sect. If the three ancient clans had not returned, perhaps the Sword God Sect would have disappeared from the Martial God Continent sooner or later.
The owner of the Bingning Pavilion is a young woman, and she wears a blue dress that fully reflects her curvy figure.
Bing Ning Ge Ge held the sword and walked step by step towards the void, stepping on the snowflakes. His beautiful face was even more eye-catching among the snowflakes.
However, there was still no movement from the Sword God Sect. For a moment, countless eyes gathered at the Sword God Sect, and a strange atmosphere filled the entire place.
Seeing this, the old man did not say anything, but closed his eyes. For a moment, his whispers echoed around in vain:
"The leader of the Sword God Sect has not shown up yet. Could it be that the Sword God Sect wants to give up? It's a pity that those five disciples worked so hard to win this contest!"
"I heard that the Sword God Sect's sect leader is only a young man. Haha, even if that young man has been practicing from his mother's womb for only a few decades, even if he comes, he will only be defeated once against those sect masters!"
In response to the whispers around them, Qing Jue and others were silent for a while. They were waiting for the arrival of the fifth generation.
Jian Yuruo looked at Qing Jue and the others thoughtfully, and the figure of Sheng Xue dressed in white could not help but appear in front of his eyes, "Will he be the leader of the Sword God Sect?"
"Master of the Sword God Sect!" Standing behind Ling Yue, Li Kang had a mocking smile on his lips.
"Even if you enter the Sword God Sect and become the sect master, the outcome will still be the same!" Ye
Jian Yu is not the only one who has such doubts, but also the master of Bajian Pavilion and others.
For a time, the already defeated Sword God Sect once again became the focus of the audience.
A few moments later, the discussion around him became more and more loud, but the old man still said nothing and waited quietly.
The snow in the void is falling heavier and heavier, and the cold wind roars in the sky, rolling up snow all over the sky.
The discussion gathered into a sea and soared into the sky. Qing Jue and others could still maintain their composure, but Xuan Ren couldn't calm down now. He said in his mouth: "Fudai, Wudai, you have to come!"
"Quiet!" The old man opened his eyes in vain and shouted coldly, and the pressure of his martial arts realm exploded, sweeping the entire place.
Under the pressure of the martial arts realm, the whole place fell into a deathly silence. The old man stepped out, looked around, and finally fell on Jian Shenmen and the others. He said slowly: "One stick of incense has passed. After the prescribed time,
Within a certain period of time, the Sword God Sect leader has not shown up. According to past regulations, I now judge that in this round, the Sword God Sect..."
Before the old man could say the last word, a terrifying whirlpool appeared in vain in the sky, and the roar resounded throughout the world, overwhelming the old man's shout...