These three cultivators, whose strength could not be determined, stood in front of the ascension platform. They seemed to be carrying an invisible force, which made all the lower-level immortals feel a little short of breath. They seemed to be carrying a huge weight on their shoulders and were trembling slightly. Then, a sense of fear emerged from deep in my heart for no reason.
The two men are disciples of the Qiantian Sect and the Wusheng Sect respectively, while the woman is from the Shenxiao Sect. Their clothes are all engraved with the unique marks of the sect. They must be frequent visitors to the Immortal World Messengers, so There are no formalities.
The female disciple of Shenxiao Sect glanced at the group of lower-level Yuanxian who had just ascended here, frowned and said: "Recently, the number of lower-level Yuanxian is much less than before."
"What I'm saying is that it will be difficult for us to keep up with each other if this continues." The disciple of the Wusheng Sect sighed.
For the sects of the Immortal Realm, the lower-level Yuanxian who ascended by virtue of their own strength is more popular than the lower-level Yuanxian who grew up in the local area, because their foundation and talent are slightly better, and they are likely to become a certain strength in the future. Top strong men, this has been verified countless times in the earthly immortal world.
The emissary from the Immortal Realm waved his hand and said with a smile: "There is nothing we can do about this. Although the number is small, in the eyes of the old man, all of them are talented people with excellent foundations."
"Then I want to take a look." The disciple of Qian Tianzong walked up to the ascension platform and scanned everyone with his sharp eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything.
The disciple of the Shenxiao Sect said: "We still follow the old rules, each of us picks one until we run out."
The messenger from the Immortal Realm nodded and said: "These lower-level Yuanxian are ready, please do as you please."
Yuan Futu and other lower-level Yuanxian stood a little stiffly on the ascension platform, feeling like living creatures imprisoned in a cage for sale. Their former pride had long since disappeared under the invisible force.
"It's not bad." The pretty female disciple of Shenxiao Sect was choosing with great interest, casting a hint of charm in her eyes at several handsome Yuanxian from time to time.
At this moment, a bright sword light broke through the clouds, and a middle-aged man in white clothes appeared on the ascension platform.
The envoy from the Immortal Realm narrowed his eyes and seemed a little surprised by his arrival. He said in astonishment: "Sword Immortal Shang De, I wonder what you are doing here?"
When they heard the name of Sword Immortal Shangde, the expressions of the three sect disciples all changed. There was nothing special about this Sword Immortal. The most important thing was that the sect behind him was the famous Wan Shen Sect in Yunlan Immortal Kingdom. .
Shang De said in a deep voice: "What else can I do if I come to you? Why are there so few ascended Yuanxian?"
The messenger from the Immortal Realm frowned and said: "The last batch of ascended Yuanxian have been chosen by you. It should be the turn of the Wanshen Sect in the next batch. Did Mr. Shang remember the date wrong?"
Yuan Futu looked at the sword immortal, and then heard the name of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect. He couldn't help but feel excited. It seemed that this was another powerful super sect. He couldn't help but secretly thought: "This Ten Thousand Gods Sect is so big." With his style, other sects came to carve up their disciples at the same time, but he wanted to take them all away."
Shang De's tone was cold and slightly angry, and he said: "Then I have to ask you, I don't know what you recommended last time, but no one can survive the Shikigami Gu, otherwise I wouldn't know how to do it now. Appeared here."
"Not one..." The Immortal Realm messenger smiled awkwardly. It seemed that all the previous batch of ascendants had died in the trial, and said: "Having said that, the Wanshen Sect's assessment of lower-level Yuanxian is a bit too strict. , even if they are allowed to practice for a period of time, they may not be able to pass the test of Shishen Gu, not to mention that they have just ascended to this level and have not even had time to sense the world power."
Shang De snorted coldly, "The Wanshen Sect only recruits geniuses, and the dead waste is not a pity. Now the elder has ordered me to come here to select new disciples, so I want to take away all these low-level Yuanxian."
"Take them all away?" Qian Tianzong disciple said solemnly: "It seems against the rules, right?"
"Our sect also wants to recruit new disciples, and almost 80% of the lower-level Yuanxian in Yunlan Immortal Kingdom belongs to you. Are you not going to give us even the remaining 20%?" A disciple of the Shenxiao Sect also interjected. , only the disciple of the Wusheng Sect remained silent, but his expression was a bit ugly, as if he had anticipated the outcome of returning empty-handed.
Sword Immortal Shangde smiled coldly, "Don't we, the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, have to go through the approval of unscrupulous sects like you when doing things? If you have any objections, just ask your sect leader to come to me."
What a loud tone!
Yuan Futu was dumbfounded by the tyranny of this sword immortal, and could not imagine what kind of existence this Ten Thousand Gods Sect was.
When the two sect disciples heard this, they knew that there was no room for negotiation. They looked at each other and seemed to hesitate. With their sect's strength, it was obvious that they could not shake the Ten Thousand Gods Sect. They were not on the same plane at all.
The Immortal Realm messenger looked solemn and shook his head slowly, signaling that everyone should not be reckless.
"Forget it, these low-level Yuanxian will all be given to you by the Wanshen Sect, but this matter will never be settled like this." The Qiantian Sect disciple groaned and left with his flying sword. The other two disciples also gave up. This group of lower-level Yuanxian hurriedly left the ascension platform.
Shang De put his hands behind his back, looking arrogant, and said contemptuously: "Of course we won't let it go. You low-class sects will be eradicated sooner or later."
The messenger from the Immortal Realm gave a wry smile, made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Then these Yuan Immortals belong to the Wanshen Sect."
"Don't worry, a disciple will send you the Immortal Stone later, and you will not be left behind."
Shang De walked in front of everyone, opened the flying sword that was several feet wide, and said: "You come with me."
A group of lower-level Yuanxian stood obediently on the flying sword. They knew very well that if there was any disobedience, the consequences would be disastrous. Yuan Futu stood behind the swordsman and saw him pointing like this. Point your sword towards the void, and the sword light will activate and pierce the air.
The messenger from the fairy world sighed deeply, watched the sword light disappear from sight in an instant, and said: "I don't know how many people can survive this time."
The flying sword flew in the air, and a vast river and mountain disappeared fleetingly under his feet. Yuan Futu felt that this world was filled with a large amount of pure and rich vitality of heaven and earth. As he absorbed it, the blue light in the sea of souls suddenly There were slight waves, and it grew slowly and steadily.
All the lower-level Yuanxian were silent and looked thoughtful. None of them knew what kind of fate they would have next, but they all felt a little uneasy when they heard about the Shikigami Gu trial. .