"How can Chu Zhantian be qualified? Is it possible?"
Ye Xinghe took a breath of cold air.
"He is actually less than 150 years old!"
He Zhihai smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, this is the terrible thing about him. He is indeed less than 150 years old, and he is just 139 years old this year!"
Several disciples nearby took a breath after hearing this and looked at each other in confusion.
As we all know, it is extremely difficult for monsters to transform.
Ordinary monsters with the bloodline usually need to be thousands of years old, or even thousands of years old, before they can transform.
And the stronger those with bloodline, the sooner they can transform.
Some of them can transform even when they are hundreds of years old.
For example, the time when Ye Xinghe planned to shoot Zhu Lexin.
The Lieyan Daoist he used had a trace of Yinglong blood in his body, so he transformed earlier.
But it took him three hundred years to transform!
Next to him, Guo Qingxian asked: "Is it possible that Chu Zhantian, with his extremely high bloodline, is the descendant of an extremely powerful mythical beast?"
Everyone found it a bit incredible.
Descendants of this kind of mythical beast are often cultivated by their own ethnic group.
It's hard to get outside and join a human sect.
He Zhihai said coldly: "On the contrary, it is not a very high bloodline, but a very low bloodline. Do you know what its true nature is?" Everyone shook their heads.
He Zhihai flicked his fingers and grabbed it casually.
In the palm of his hand, a small insect about half the length of his index finger appeared.
That little bug has a black and golden carapace all over its body and two tentacles on its head.
It was obviously very bad-tempered, and it immediately let out an angry cry in the palm of He Zhihai's hand.
With its tentacles waving and its fangs and claws bared, it looks very majestic and menacing.
But no matter how majestic and ferocious he is, everyone will recognize him.
This is just a horned beetle, a beetle with the longest sword.
His strength is extremely average, and he is the most humble existence in this world!
The only thing more humble than him may be dirt.
More importantly, he is not a monster at all, it is just an animal, a bug.
Truly as humble as an ant, literally.
Guo Qingxian was shocked: "Could it be that his body is actually a little one-horned fairy?"
"That's right!"
He Zhihai sighed and threw the one-horned fairy away.
"It's just a unicorn, an ordinary unicorn."
"However, it is fitting that he has a great opportunity and he has quite a bit of charm!"
"It is said that this one-horned fairy lives in spring and dies in winter, and cannot survive even one year."
"And in the late autumn and early winter of a certain year, it turned out to be a big opportunity. As for what the opportunity was, we don't know."
"It's just that from then on, my spiritual wisdom was opened and I could practice."
"More than ten years later, he was discovered by the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, taken into the sect, and trained carefully."
"From then on, he became famous and became the number one among the younger generation of the nine major sects!"
"And he has held this title for more than a hundred years!"
After hearing this, everyone felt heavy in their hearts.
The name Chu Zhantian was like a weight, hitting everyone's hearts hard.
Originally, this name meant the Nine Sects of Intimidation.
The young disciples of the nine major sects are frightened when they mention it.
And now, after knowing the details of its origins, I feel even more invincible!
Ye Xinghe's eyes revealed his thoughts.
No wonder Chu Zhantian's ability to become a body master is really closely related to his birth.
Although this one-horned fairy is a humble insect and ant, he is born with divine power.
Even if you are unable to practice, you can often rely on your natural strength to lift objects hundreds of times your own weight.
And Chu Zhantian got another great opportunity and embarked on the path of immortality.
So how terrifying is this divine power?
The atmosphere that followed was a bit dull.
Thinking that the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect actually had a disciple as powerful as Chu Zhantian, everyone felt that their hope was even slimmer.
There was no talking all the way, the flying boat moved forward rapidly, and the day and night passed quickly.
At noon the next day, the flying boat had already reached the depths of the Great Sumeru Mountains.
Everyone saw that countless giant peaks were rising into the sky, huge curtains were covering the sky and the sun, and the mountains were extremely dangerous.
There are also countless powerful auras rising and falling in the mountains.
Some felt the flying boats passing by and roared fiercely, as if they wanted to attack.
After flying for a while, everyone suddenly saw a huge fog suddenly appearing in front of them.
This fog covered the sky and sun, rising upward from the mountains.
It's like reaching the end of the sky, with no end in sight.
This huge white wall stretched in front of everyone.
Everyone knows that this is the fog that has existed deep in the Great Sumeru Mountains for many years.
The flying boat crashed into the fog, but it was not flying blindly.
This fog has been explored by the nine major sects for many years, and some rules have been figured out in it.
The flying boat flew east and west in a rather mysterious route.
Everyone felt that the surroundings were completely white and they could not see anything.
Even inside, you can't feel the flow of time.
I don't know how long it took, but the fog suddenly disappeared, and everyone felt that it was suddenly clear.
Then they saw that they had reached the top of a mountain peak.
On top of that mountain peak, there is a huge cliff with a radius of a hundred miles, and many people are already waiting for God on it.
The flying boat of the Divine Sword Sect also fell slowly.
A cheerful voice came.
"Comrades from the Divine Sword Sect, you have come at the right time, the mist and illusion will soon begin!"
A group of people came over, and the leader was a handsome middle-aged man.
The man looked upright and upright, looking quite free and tired.
He had a loose breath and looked like he was not an expert at all, but everyone around him respected him very much.
At this time, Zhu Qingtan also appeared, cupping his hands and saying lightly: "Brother Hengdao, I haven't seen you in ten years, you look as good as before!"
Everyone was shocked.
Heng Shenghong, deputy head of Lingyun Sword Sect.
He is the most peak figure in the southern part of the Great Sumeru Mountains, and his strength is unfathomable!
The high-level officials of these sects gathered together for a while to exchange pleasantries, not knowing what they were discussing.
After waiting for a few more hours, the last sect also arrived.
Heng Shenghong coughed lightly and gathered all the participating disciples from the nine major sects together.
These ninety people are the most outstanding young generation in the southern part of the Great Sumeru Mountains!
It is a coincidence that next to the Divine Sword Sect, there are ten people from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.
Chu Zhantian glanced over, not hiding his disdain and provocation.
The members of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect were also extremely arrogant, constantly provoking Ye Xinghe and others.
Ye Xinghe glanced away and frowned slightly.
This Ten Thousand Beast Sect is endless, right?
Ye Xinghe said lightly: "The sixth level of outer world realm, isn't it amazing?"
Zhao Yangde, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, was immediately irritated. He roared: "It's amazing. You won't know until you beat him. Otherwise, if you compare yourself now, you loser, I can smash you into pieces with one punch."