A few hundred miles away, in less than a minute, the golden chariot arrived in the sky above Tiandu Peak! Many Daxuanmen disciples couldn't help but look up, and saw a man and a woman walking out of the golden chariot hand in hand.
, then their feet seemed to have layers of stairs, and they walked down from the sky step by step!
Although the man's face was ordinary, the powerful aura on his body made everyone ignore his appearance and worship him. The woman's snow-white skin under the snow-white skirt was breakable, and her face was even more...
The fairy who was banished to the mortal world is so beautiful, and what cannot be ignored is that the aura on her body is vast and vast, like a vacuum vortex, the energy around her is constantly gathering towards her, which is really the cultivation of a wizard saint.
At this moment, the 108 Witch Emperors and 12 Witch Saints from Tongtian Peak also arrived. They fell silently and split into two groups as if to greet their king!
Finally, Hua Ming took Yue'er's hand and stepped onto the ground, "Please don't be offended that Ding is late!"
With such pomp and momentum, and so many masters, those who wanted to see Tongtian Peak’s joke were speechless and didn’t know what to say!
"Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ((Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo could do!) The Dafa conch and Dafa drum can be played again, and then a melodious music sounds. The sky connecting the inexplicable space suddenly appears. The head Sima Taiyi leads the twelve elders and one hundred and eight stewards.
They came hand in hand, and the weakest among them were masters from the Witch Emperor realm.
Hua Ming narrowed his eyes. In the past three months, not only had his men's cultivation improved, but he had also gained unexpected gains. While refining elixirs and weapons, his soul actually resonated with the Three Souls and Nine Refinements. In just a short time,
In three months, half of his soul has recovered, and his peak power has reached the level of a god, that is, a great shaman. Therefore, at this time, all the elders of Daxuanmen, including the elders, have nothing to hide in his eyes, no matter what
Both his cultivation and his mind can be seen at a glance.
From the space interface that Sima Taiyi and the others came out of, Hua Ming could also feel that there were many old monsters inside that had reached the level of the Witch God. Sima Taiyi had only become a Witch God not long ago, so he didn't take it to heart at all!
"I've seen the leader, I've seen the elders in charge!" Everyone except the Seven True Successors and Hua Mingyueer knelt down in front of the senior officials of Daxuan Sect in the sky.
Sima Taiyi and the others did not land down, but formed more than ten cloud beds in the sky. Then they sat cross-legged on them and listened to Sima Taiyi speak. All inner disciples and true disciples can participate in the competition! One hundred and eight
Two arenas are being held at the same time, and the final champion will become one of the one hundred and eight stewards. The competition begins now!"
The first one to go up will have to endure countless rounds of battles, so no one is willing to be the first person. Hua Ming smiled at the corner of his mouth: "You all go up, I want everyone to know the strength of my Tongtian lineage!"
One hundred and eight people answered "Yes!" at the same time and then took off and flew to the one hundred and eight arenas.
The disciples of Daxuanmen were in an uproar again. One hundred and eight Witch Emperors took action. They were really powerful, but this was too arrogant. First of all, the disciples of Zhenzhuan were dissatisfied and jumped up!
"True disciple Roy, I hope senior brother will show mercy!" The disciples of Tongtian Peak also returned the gift and then started fighting with both hands.
With someone taking the lead, all one hundred and eight challengers on the stage suddenly arrived. Suddenly, the battle began, with sounds of piercing the air, cold snorts, magical collisions, and continuous sounds of explosions!
Suddenly, one hundred and eight rays of brilliance suddenly rose from the one hundred and eight arenas. These brilliance were bright and dazzling, and two perfect magical powers circulated in them.
A huge terrifying sword formation was formed, and then, the formation was suddenly activated, and the 108-meter-long sword light fell directly on the head of the Tongtian Peak disciple's opponent!
"Boom!" Violent explosions erupted from one hundred and eight arenas at the same time, accompanied by countless groans. None of the one hundred true disciples who came up to challenge survived, and they were all knocked off the arena.
"Ah! What kind of method is this? One hundred and eight Witch Emperors are united in one breath!" Sima Taiyi stared at the sword formation that had not dissipated with bright eyes!
The Daxuanmen disciples below were even more surprised. The Witch Emperor could not block the blow of the sword light. It was so powerful!
Fan Kong murmured and looked at the sword formation in the sky, "No wonder he wants his people to go up. It turns out that this is his plan. With 1,808 people in a row, who can still be their opponent?"
Sima Qing also stared at the formation in the sky with a gloomy expression, "This Ding Cheng is so cunning, he actually made such a move? Who among the 108 managers has the ability to compete with him!"
The principle of this sword formation is to develop one Qi. Anyone in the formation can control the entire sword formation. If anyone goes up to fight the enemy, they will not face one person but one hundred and eight people, all of whom are still holding mid-grade magical weapons.
Witch Emperor!
Tongtian Peak is fine if it doesn't take action. Once it takes action, no one can resist. No one in the one hundred and eight arenas dares to go up. Who would dare to take risks if they have learned from the past?
The smile on Hua Ming's lips grew thicker and thicker. He understood this sword formation from the formation method. Even if the wizard god entered this formation, he would not be able to escape, let alone some wizard emperors who had not even reached the level of wizard saint.
Time passed minute by minute, but no one dared to challenge their authority. The sword array above their heads kept making "chichi" metal collision sounds, which seemed to warn everyone not to take a step beyond the limit!
Sima Taiyi said loudly in the sky, "Since no one has come up to challenge, then they are the successors of this generation of stewards. In three days, you will go to Tiandu Peak to hand over everything to the previous stewards. The following twelve boss challenges will begin!"
After Sima Taiyi announced the result, one hundred and eight Tongtian Peak disciples put away their sword formations and flew down. They stood obediently behind Hua Ming without any change in their attitude toward him because they had obtained the position of steward.
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At this time, Sima Taiyi had announced the start of the competition for the elders, and twelve true disciples flew up. They were worried that if Ding Cheng used this move again and formed another sword formation, they would not have the slightest chance!
A weird smile appeared on Hua Ming's lips, "Do you think this will be enough? Go up, Twelve Wizard Saints, and let them know what a top-grade magical weapon is!"
"Yes." The twelve Witch Saints headed by Ju Ying appeared on the ring in just a flash. The faces of the true disciples became very ugly, because these Witch Saints all held the same high-grade magical power in their hands.
arms.
They couldn't help but scold their mothers in their hearts, "What's more, a wizard saint is enough, plus a top-grade magical weapon!" For a time, they thought that Ding was a greedy person who wanted to control the entire Daxuan Sect.
He scolded me severely!
After scolding them, they all voluntarily surrendered and left the ring. As a joke, wouldn't they be asking for death if they went to fight a wizard saint with a top-grade magical weapon?