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Step aside for me

 Hongliu Peak, Juxia Palace...

The sky breaks early, and the divine rays are like a waterfall, bathing the mountains in a rain of bright light like a torrent of divine gold.

Since the hour of Chen, Hongliu Peak has been like a gathering of wind and clouds, with groups of highly talented and admired sons of heaven arriving.

From the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, countless people gathered towards the most magnificent palace at the top of the mountain. The mountains and plains were filled with people, and it was very lively.

On Torrent Peak, protectors from various secret realms and rank-6 powerhouses gathered one after another, standing at the edge of the square and whispering.

And even if they were talking quietly, because of the large number of people, the square area seemed to be bustling with people like a busy city.

"The day of the primary election has finally arrived, and I don't know how many geniuses of this generation who have been silent for thousands of years can be seen today."

"It's no wonder that just two days ago, contemporary geniuses who had been in seclusion for many years in various secret realms in the sect came out one after another. Even the unusual visions of heaven and earth have not stopped for the past two days. This shows that this

What a grand earth box event."

"The road is still attractive enough, but I don't know how this primary election will be completed and who will stand out in the end."

"He should be considered the leader among contemporary geniuses."

Some people praised it.

Regardless of the fact that there are tens of thousands of top-notch sixth-level experts gathered on Hongliu Peak at the moment, in fact, none of the big shots who can truly cover the sky with one hand at the seventh-level realm have yet to arrive.

Only those people can fight for the road and win the Taoist treasures.

As for others, although they are determined to go all out to get a chance, they mostly want to confirm their own karma through this event.

For example, Yan Jiuling, Ma Tengkong, Yanyu, Lu Feng, Qingying, etc.

Another example is people like Huang Feihe. They seem to be equally qualified to fight for this opportunity, but with those perverted leaders pressing down on them, they also know that their chances are not great.

Fortunately, a total of ten people will be selected to participate in the event in this primary election, which also gives them a glimmer of hope.

"When will those real contemporary geniuses emerge? It's less than half an hour before the primary election begins."

Some people look far away, trying to find the goal they admire and envy in their hearts.

Soon, a group of figures walked up the mountain under the bright morning sun.

It was a team of more than ten people, including men and women, old and young, Yemeni disciples and sect leaders.

However, the most eye-catching one is the young man walking at the front.

This man was dressed in black, clean and tidy, with black hair and a turban. He was extraordinary handsome, and his eyes were filled with divine gold, alternating with the divine brilliance of the stars and the moon.

"Coming!"

There was a commotion in the crowd in the square, and everyone could quickly identify who they were by looking at them.

"Tianliyuan, fellow cultivators, a contemporary genius who has become famous as early as hundreds of thousands of years ago. It is said that he has long begun to retreat and refine his spiritual power. A few days ago, a floating sword shadow rose in the sky at night in Tianliyuan.

As bright as the stars, it was caused by him."

Amidst the sound of admiration, the fellow cultivators came to the square with their hands on their backs. A pair of eyes with flowing divine gold and alternating stars and moons swept across the audience, immediately making many self-proclaimed contemporary geniuses bow their heads.

With just one look, the entire audience was overwhelmed, how arrogant and arrogant he was.

only……

The next second, another group of figures walked into the square.

The leader is a young woman who is as beautiful as a flower. She is tall and tall, with a waist as slim as a willow. She is dressed in an edelve floral dress. She is youthful and smart, and has an unparalleled appearance.

"It's Ling Yuzhi, the chief protector of Huatingyuan. This is an extraordinary and strange woman. Rumor has it that she has begun to explore the method of developing Tao channels."

"Really?"

Amidst the lively discussion, the atmosphere in Hongliu Peak Square became unprecedentedly noisy.

As we all know, how difficult it is to develop Dao Meridians. If there were no boundaries between Dao Meridians, wouldn’t everyone be able to derive Dao Meridians?

The world often says that it is extremely difficult to develop the Tao channel after seven turns, but this is not absolute.

Feng Jueyu once heard the Stone Thunder Beast say that his talent was at the ninth level, the more mysterious it became.

The gods and men of the first level regard the development of the Dao Meridian as a thousand obstacles, but the further you go to the upper level God Realm where the rules of heaven are infinite and everything is secret, the easier it becomes to develop the Dao Meridian.

Like the gods of the second heaven, they can basically start to try to develop Tao channels from the fifth or even fourth level.

The reason is that in the high-level divine realm, there are unlimited opportunities, abundant luck, and you can pick up the divine objects of heaven and earth at will to take advantage of the right time and place.

However, even in the first level of heaven, there are still people who can develop Tao channels at extremely low levels.

In a word, the world is endless and full of possibilities.

However, despite this, the whole audience was still shocked for a long time when they heard that this strange woman among contemporary geniuses named Ling Yuzhi had begun to try to develop Tao channels.

And then, figures appeared one after another in the square of Hongliu Peak. They were all outstanding contemporary geniuses from various secret realms.

The leader of geniuses in the world.

There were elegant scribes in white robes;

A young child with an out-of-touch temperament;

There are grey-haired kind elders;

There are charming ladies who sink fish into swallows;

have……

All in all, when the day of selection came, all the amazing and talented people who had retreated to the Paradise of Cave Heaven arrived at the peak of the torrent.

It wasn't until a tall figure walked over carrying a big sword that the noisy atmosphere in the square was suffocated.

Purple robe and silver armor, jade belt and copper shoes, walking like a sacred mountain moving sideways, and landing like a giant hammer beating a sky drum - when this person appeared on the top of the torrent peak, a heavy power that overwhelmed the world swept the entire place, and even

The Juxia Dharma Hall standing on the top of the peak, with the precious light flowing through it, made everyone tremble.

"Lu Zhenwei, didn't this guy trap himself in the Ten Thousand Layers Locking Cloud Formation? Didn't he actually come out? So, the formation that was personally donated by the nine formation masters of Panshan Academy - was broken?"

The moment Lu Zhenwei appeared, it caused a much stronger commotion in the square than before.

This guy obviously enjoys a reputation among contemporary geniuses that ordinary people cannot enjoy. His mere appearance made the atmosphere depressing.

Fortunately, at this moment, another figure appeared out of thin air, spreading like ripples of flames in the air one after another.

Above the ripples, there is a strange man with his hands clasped behind his back, wearing a flaming rainbow robe. He is majestic and proud, with extraordinary equipment.

Buzz!

As soon as this person landed, the temperature around him was 3,000 feet high. It was like a scorching summer, with the scorching sun scorching the earth and making countless people sweat like rain.

"This - this is Zhou Yang, he's also coming out."

"who?"

"A perverted guy who got into the magma of Burning Ember Lake by himself. According to the disciples of Lieyan Mountain, he likes to take a bath in the magma the most. He won't come out for ten years after taking a dip."

"Then it won't turn into ashes?"

The square was abuzz with heated discussions.

Before he could comment on Zhou Yang, another figure walked alone on the mountain road.

"Who is this?"

On the long mountain road, a slightly rickety figure walked quickly. This person was wearing a wrinkled blue shirt and robe, and the hem was stained with a lot of mud stains and dust from the journey, but he didn't care.

Looking at this person's appearance again, I found that it was obscured by a head of long and messy hair, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.

It was only when a mountain breeze blew from the top of Hongliu Peak that the green willows and bamboos were ruffled that a corner of her long hair was lifted, and only then did people see those terrifying eyes that were as scarlet as blood.

"This...this guy came out of nowhere."

The man who looked like a madman came to the square, causing many people to scream in horror, but he turned a blind eye.

Looking left and right, he suddenly walked up to a doorman and grabbed him by the neck.

Question: "Where's Feng Jueyu? Have you seen Feng Jueyu?"

Feng Jueyu!

Upon hearing this familiar name, the square suddenly became silent.

This person looks like a crazy demon and is looking for Feng Jueyu. Could it be that he has a grudge against the demon-slaying master?

Just as I was thinking about it, two teams of people came from the bottom of the mountain. On one side, they were led by the second elder. The leader was a handsome young man, with white clothes that looked better than the snow. He was extremely handsome.

Hua Xueyang, one of the leading geniuses of the contemporary era, is also known as the number one person in the entire Tiangang Sect’s seventh-level realm.

Another team came from Huangyang Peak, led by a father and son. The father was the Eighth Elder Huangyang Zun Qiu Yangyi, and the son was a figure as famous as Hua Xueyang. The Qiu family was Mo Wen.

"Huh? This person is..."

Hua Xueyang, Mo Wen, Huashan Hu, Qiu Yang Yi, Qiu Ningshui and others who climbed to the top of Hongliu Peak were all stunned, looking at the crazy-looking young man in blue robe.

The power of various spiritual thoughts spread out quietly, and soon, everyone's spiritual thoughts responded with a scene of a sea of ​​​​blood.

Such a strange scene, as if it could only appear in a dream, with a boundless sea of ​​blood and rolling tides, was simply not something that the crazy young man could suppress.

"The Gate of Blood Wasteland!"

Hua Xueyang and Mo Wen both changed their expressions.

At the same time, the crazy young man sensed the peeping power of his spiritual mind, and looked over with a pair of scarlet blood pupils.

"Hua Xueyang, don't ask?"

The crazy young man opened his mouth, and a majestic aura of blood began to fill the air, covering the entire square in an instant. Its power was so powerful that the expressions of many great sect members changed their expressions.

"This guy came out of nowhere, but he is a disciple of my Tiangang Sect?"

"I think he's more like a demon."

"Demon cultivator?"

Hua Xueyang's eyes darkened, and he was about to step forward when he heard the crazy young man laugh strangely: "I was the first person in the seventh-level realm. I am such an amazing and talented person. Now that I see him, I am nothing more than that."

As he spoke, his figure suddenly became tall and majestic, as towering as a mountain, and the sky was dyed red with endless blood.

Like a high-profile declaration, the crazy young man pointed at Hua Xueyang and Mo and asked: "I am Qing Yunyi at this grand event, so all you genius leaders will step aside for me."

Qing Yunyi!

Is he Qing Yunyi?

Hearing Qing Yunyi's self-registration, there was an uproar at Hongliu Peak. Everyone began to recall that guy who was as noble as jade in the past. How did he become like this?

After a long while, someone finally realized it and thought of a conflict that happened in Xiaoxiang Pavilion not long ago.

"Is this guy having a big fight with Feng Jueyu and having his brain damaged?"


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