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 spirit emperor realm, the residual power did not spread to the sect level.
The fight between the fake spirit masters was enough to attract everyone's attention. Countless eyes changed with the changes of the figure. Even the five Wuling people were observing the fight carefully.
"Fake Spirit Master Realm!" Qing Jue whispered: "Among the unruly sect masters, these two are extremely powerful in cultivation!"
"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 master will definitely come, he will definitely!" Chu 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 Spirit Emperor realm exploded, sweeping the entire place.
Under the pressure of the Spirit Emperor Realm, the whole place fell into a deathly silence. The old man stepped out, looked around, and finally fell on the Sword God Sect and others. He said slowly: "One stick of incense has passed, in the regulations
Within a period of time, the leader of the Sword God Sect did not show up. According to the past regulations, I now judge that in this round, the Sword God Sect..."
Before the old man could say the last word, a terrifying vortex emerged in vain in the sky, and the roar resounded throughout the world, overwhelming the old man's shout...
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth raged in vain, and a vortex emerged out of thin air.
It seems that a strange force spreads out from the whirlpool, stirring the wind and snow between heaven and earth.
At the sect level, Qing Jue's figure suddenly shook, as if there was an indescribable pressure spreading out of the whirlpool. This pressure was so great that it was enough to shake the world. At this moment, it enveloped him, and there was even more pressure inside that made him shake.
An irresistible will!
This aura, a powerful aura, he is familiar with, very familiar with!
Lifting his head, Qing Jue stared at the sky motionlessly, as did Jue Lin.
On Fengzong Island, hundreds of thousands of warriors immediately felt the coercion descending from the sky. Thunder suddenly rose in the sky, and its roar resounded throughout the heaven and earth, lasting for a long time, just like heaven and earth.
In an instant, the sound of thunder represented the heaven and earth, and its extremely cold wind tore the void into pieces. The space flowed out turbulently, washing away the falling snowflakes.
Click! An electric snake emerged from the turbulence in the void, and immediately, more and more electric snakes emerged.
The power of countless thunders filled the void, and the vortex shattered in vain. Endless chill also spread out, and the broken void was frozen in vain.
An extremely violent aura filled the hearts of everyone, and behind this aura was a bone-chilling aura.
Between the sky and the earth, the snow fell heavier and heavier, but the snow did not fall, but fell in the center of the broken whirlpool.
The snow was really weird. At the top of the sect, the prince raised his head, stared into the void, and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Are you here?"
"Is this considered the first meeting, Fifth Generation?" When the prince stared into the void, the same was true for the three palace masters.
Even the proud man who had been practicing opened his eyes, and the endless killing energy emerged from behind the proud man, forming a strange mark, and finally dissipated.
"Moon God!" Jiao Zi whispered, his eyes fixed on the sky for a while, and countless eyes also stopped on the sky.
Ye Shaolan's body suddenly trembled, her beautiful eyes turned, and she looked at the white-clothed figure in the void in disbelief.
Ye Shaolan just knew that Ye Shaohan came with Wu Ling and others. At this moment, Ye Shaolan finally knew why Wu Ling and others followed Ye Shaohan.
"It turns out that he has become the master of the Sword God Sect!" Ye Shaolan whispered, her beautiful eyes motionless as she stared at the familiar figure.
Thunder rumbled, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the void shattered, the wind blew wildly, the chill filled the air, and the snowflakes condensed into ice swords. In that moment, countless ice swords emerged and were inserted into the void.
Endless sword energy permeates these ice swords, and the sword energy transforms into an extremely magical silver moon. The cold moonlight spreads out. This silver moon represents this heaven and earth.
The Fengzong Island below could not bear the cold moonlight and began to vibrate, causing the ice on the sea to break.
A coercion from the depths of the souls filled everyone's souls, and at this moment, clusters of extremely strange silver flames emerged in vain, shuttled in the turbulent flow.
A white figure appeared slowly in the silver flames, under the endless rumbling thunder, and on the snowflakes condensed by the cold!
This white-clothed Shengxue figure walked out of the endless void. The endless void represented the hell of killing. At least at this moment, everyone heard the screams of ghosts and wolves.
Ling Yue's eyes at the sect level were glazed over for an instant, and an unprecedented fear spread in his heart.
"It's that person!" Ling Yue's heart was shocked, and he took a few steps back, but the horror in his eyes became more and more intense: "That figure!"
Ling Yue would never forget that scene. Countless strange ice sculptures were frozen in the void, and a figure dressed in white and snow-clad was sitting quietly on the ice field, with snow falling strangely on the figure.
A crisp sword chant sounded in vain. This sword chant came from the silver moon in the sky. This sword chant was like a roar from ancient times. This roar was the roar of the moon god.
The sound of the sword chant was enough to make the warriors present feel horrified and palpitate. Purple electric light surged wildly, and the silver moon slowly rose, all just because of the arrival of that figure.
"Is he the fifth generation?"
, cannot be erased.
Looking at that figure, Xuan Ren felt his soul tremble, and the mark between his eyebrows glowed strangely with a faint yellow light.
Qing Jue stood up suddenly, the mark between his eyebrows also trembled, a high-pitched dragon roar resounded, and a phantom of a blue dragon appeared in the sky above Qing Jue.
The phantom of the green dragon started to fly, hovering around the silver moon. It was still daytime before, but now it has turned into night in vain.
###The phantom tore into pieces the void, coming through the turbulent flow of space. Jue Lin's whole body erupted with a horrifying momentum, ###The phantom squatted quietly beside Silver Moon.
Immediately afterwards, there was a huge phantom, the Xuanwu phantom. The Xuanwu phantom tore the sky apart, and the silver moon rose again.