In the eyes of the disciples of the Six Sects who were born and raised in the Changsheng Sect, they are just like natives and inferior to others.
There is nothing that can be done about this. After all, the disciples born and raised in the Changsheng Sect have access to many different techniques and cultivation resources, which are indeed several times greater than those of the Six Sects.
The most powerful cultivation scriptures of the six sects are only close to the god king level. Only the Bingqing Sect has the god king level cultivation techniques. However, in the Changsheng Sect, the god king level cultivation techniques are different.
few.
"The war hasn't started yet, and you're so arrogant?" Long Ningxiang's beautiful eyes wrinkled slightly, with a hint of killing intent and dissatisfaction in her eyes.
She was one of the top geniuses in the Bingqing Sect. After Jin Ge died, she was the strongest genius besides Lin Changan.
"If you break through to the Venerable, I will be a little afraid of you. Unfortunately, you are just a small inscription peak, and it will be easy to defeat you." That disciple, Inscription Chen Hai, said that his identity is still the same.
It's not simple. Although it's not as good as Jin Zhan and Li Xianhe, it's not too far behind. There is a god-level elder in the inner sect who is his ancestor. Naturally, he has also practiced god-level scriptures and some top-notch attacks.
The art of cutting.
Among the entire outer sect, below those Venerables, he is considered to be one of the strongest combatants.
"It's so rampant!" Long Ningxiang gritted her teeth and clenched her fists tightly. Whenever the elder Bucheng Hai said to start a war, she would rush over and crush Chen Hai in front of her.
in front of you.
"Start the war!"
With Bucheng Hai's words, Long Ningxiang in front of him flew out, and he fell in front of Chen Hai. What followed was a sudden punch to kill him.
"clang!"
The long fist is invincible, as if it crushes everything, breaks everything, and is accompanied by a breath of ice. The surrounding void begins to freeze, as if it is covered by frost.
This is Long Ningxiang's boxing technique, Frost Fist.
This scene actually made Lin Changan glance at Chen Hai slightly.
Murong Ting was also following beside her. She was much taller than Lin Changan, and she was quite conspicuous in the crowd.
"Long Ningxiang should deal with this Chen Hai. Isn't it a big problem?" She said. In her eyes, although the disciples of the Changsheng Sect are indeed great, this Chen Hai does not belong to the level of monster. Even if there are some differences between the Six Sects and the Changsheng Sect
, it’s not like he can’t beat Chen Hai.
"Can't beat him." Lin Changan shook his head until she asked him.
This sentence made Murong Ting next to her stunned.
Can't beat it?
Then Chen Hai is nothing more than a top disciple, not the top one. Long Ningxiang is a top disciple in the Sixth Sect. Moreover, isn't there a gap between the Sixth Sect and the Changsheng Sect by a god-king level powerhouse?
?
"Some things are not as simple as you think. It seems that the Changsheng Sect just has a few more god-king-level elders, but if you think about it carefully, how much stronger are they compared to one of the six sects? What if the six sects were
Combined together, the distance between the Changsheng Sect and the Changsheng Sect is indeed not that big. However, the six sects are scattered, which means they are not even as good as one-sixth of the Changsheng Sect." Lin Changan shook his head and said.
"What's more important is that when it comes to cultivating disciples, if there is a slight difference in every aspect, then the gap between the disciples will not be as simple as a slight difference, but a big gap." Lin Changan continued.
For example, a person who gets one spiritual stone a day and a person who gets two spiritual stones a day may seem to be only one spiritual stone apart, but the difference in their future achievements will be several times greater.
This sentence made Murong Ting nod, but she still didn't want to believe it.
Are the Six Sects really that weak?
"Boom!"
The moment the Frost Fist came out, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Chen Hai's mouth.
"This appearance is not bad, tsk tsk." Chen Hai's fiery eyes did not forget to glance at Long Ningxiang in front of him, and directly took Long Ningxiang's fist hard.
"Boom!"
The moment the long fist hit, Chen Hai squeezed his fist and retreated several feet away. His whole arm was trembling, but he managed to survive.
The power of this punch really shocked Chen Hai. The strength of this female disciple from the Six Sects was indeed a bit extraordinary.
It's just a pity that this is not the Six Sects, but the Changsheng Sect.
"God's boxing technique, kill!"
Chen Hai roared angrily, unsheathed his long fist in his hand, and clashed hard with Long Ningxiang's fist.
The fists of the two clashed fiercely, their punches were as fast as thunder and as terrifying as fire dragons, and they kept colliding.
The moment the god's boxing technique was illuminated, it seemed that a god really lit up behind Chen Hai. The long fists continued to compete, and the two of them fought with real fire.
A little sweat flashed across Long Ningxiang's pretty face. What she never thought about was that she would be suppressed by someone at the same level who was not among the strongest geniuses.
Although she could keep up with the rhythm in front of her, the rhythm of the battle was almost completely controlled by Chen Hai. Every time she threw ten punches, Chen Hai would be one punch ahead of her. Her rhythm was getting more and more broken. If she could hold on any longer,
In less than a moment, they may all be crushed.
"This is exactly what you said." Murong Ting turned around deeply and glanced at Lin Changan.
You really can’t believe what Lin Changan said.
"This little girl Long Ningxiang's talent is obviously better, but it's a pity that the Bingqing Sect can't get the resources it deserves, so it's useless." Lin Changan shook his head. At this moment, behind Long Ningxiang,
, an ice figure suddenly lit up.
This is her spirit body, the Ice Emperor!
"Buzz!"
Accompanied by a buzzing sound, she transformed into a huge snowman. Around her, a terrifying forest cold suddenly descended, and patches of goose-feather snow covered the entire battle platform.
This is his spirit body, released at this moment.
On the opposite side, Chen Hai had a cold smile on his lips.
"The natives of the Six Sects are the natives of the Six Sects. Why should it be like this?"
Chen Hai sneered, and suddenly clapped out his big hand. He didn't even release his spirit body, and went straight up to crush Long Ningxiang in front of him. But behind him, the ancient god of the sky...
The shadow completely lit up, like a self-respecting ancient god, completely revived at this moment.
In his hands, the God Fist is already perfect.
"kill!"
He shouted angrily, and the terrifying fist wind burst out, tearing the void, making a whistling sound, which was terrifying. At this scene, Lin Changan was watching all this coldly, with flashes in his eyes.
A bit of a faint sparkle.
Because of what Chen Hai said, the natives of the six sects.
Bingying has returned, Bingqingzong, who else dares to call them indigenous!
