Several figures in white clothes appeared under the Vulcan Mountain. Their auras were ethereal, like gods.
The leading middle-aged man has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and has an extraordinary bearing.
When these people appeared, the leader of the Witch God and the leader of the Heavenly Witch hurriedly greeted them.
"I've seen the messenger."
The leader is a sect elder from the Forbidden Ruins Chaoshen Sect.
The Tao Discussion Conference held every three years, in addition to selecting the leader, actually has another purpose, which is to bring together the most talented members of the Jiuli tribe, so that they can accept the selection of the messengers of the Luan Shen Sect and eventually enter the chaos of the Forbidden Ruins.
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This is to ensure that the Jiuli tribe produces a steady stream of strong men.
In order to allow the tribesmen to enter the forbidden ruins, the Tianwu Sect and the Wushen Sect contribute a large amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures every year, and even the entire Jiuli tribe has to offer things to the Luan Shen Sect.
But even so, the Chaos God Sect is extremely strict in accepting disciples.
So far, there have been three Dao Discussion Conferences, and the Luan Shen Sect has not selected the disciples they like.
It also makes the leaders of Wushen and Tianwu, who regard the inheritance of the Jiuli people as their mission, anxious.
Originally, the people from Chaoshen Sect would show up at the Tao Discussion Conference tomorrow, but they didn't expect that they would show up early today.
The elder of Luan Shen Sect just nodded slightly when facing the leader of Wushen and Tianwu, and said: "We just happened to have some matters to deal with when we came to the secular world this time, so we arrived one day early. You can arrange a place to stay first. After watching the martial arts competition tomorrow,
, I will choose those who enter the forbidden ruins."
Hearing this, the leader of the Wushen Cult showed a somewhat troubled look and said: "Tomorrow's Dao Discussion Conference will not be held because the leader has been selected. If the envoy wants to select disciples, I can bring everyone to the immortal envoy."
"What?"
The elders of Chaoshen Sect suddenly showed angry expressions.
"Master Wu Shen, you are so brave. You dare to hold a Dao discussion conference without waiting for us to arrive. Do you not take our Luan Shen Sect seriously?"
A scolding sounded like thunder from the sky, extremely severe.
The dignified leader of the Witch God was scolded like this.
A member of the Wushen Sect next to him had a look of dissatisfaction on his face and said loudly: "The Conference on Taoism is a grand gathering of our Jiuli clan. The Wushen Sect and the Tianwu Sect decide when to hold it. What does it have to do with your Luan Shen Sect?"
"No rudeness!"
The leader of the Witch God suddenly changed his expression.
It's just that it's too late.
The next moment, the Luan Shen Sect elder waved his palm.
The man from the Witch God Sect had no resistance under his palm. He vomited blood and flew away after being hit by the palm. He landed on the ground without any breath.
"hiss."
Suddenly, many people around him took a deep breath.
Showing fear.
Just now, the person from the Witch God Sect was in the realm of heaven and human, and was actually killed by the opponent's palm.
"I'm afraid this is a strong person on the sixth level of heaven."
The leader of the Witch God showed anger in his eyes.
However, thinking that the person in front of him came from the Forbidden Ruins, he finally lowered his head.
"Elder Hu, please forgive me for not thinking carefully. I will let the conference on Taoism be held as scheduled."
"That's pretty much it."
Elder Hu snorted coldly, turned around and walked up the mountain.
The leader of Tianwu next to him shook his head and sighed.
"The Luanshen Sect used to be very polite to us, but in recent years they have become more and more dismissive of us, beating and scolding us at will, just like they treat us as slaves."
After hearing the words of the leader of Tianwu, the leader of Wushen showed a bit of bitterness on his face.
"Who made Chen Xingtian, the most powerful genius of our Jiuli tribe, disappear while exploring the ruins in the forbidden ruins? In the ten years since he lost sight of us, our Jiuli tribe has never had a genius born again. People will definitely not take us seriously."
Speaking of this, the leader of the Witch God couldn't help but look towards the temple.
"I hope that person can become the second Chen Xingtian of the Jiuli tribe."
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At this moment, inside the temple.
A blood shadow appeared on the edge of the temple, and he murmured: "Can the person selected by the blood jade bead pass the test of the demon's power?"
"Although this son is already good enough, it is far from enough to obtain the Demon God's inheritance."
After saying that, the blood shadow disappeared into the temple.
Li Jun looked at the slashed magic sword with a look of horror in his eyes.
Because he found that all the true energy in his body was suppressed and he was unable to use it.
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"How is it possible? No, how can I, Mr. Li, be allowed to be slaughtered by others?"
The next moment, Li Jun felt so much anger that a dragon's roar suddenly sounded in his body.
The shadow of a blood dragon actually broke through the confinement.
After Li Jun regained his strength, he directly pulled out the Abi sword behind him and struck the magic sword, hitting it hard.
I originally thought that the magic knife would be blocked by me, but it had no effect. The sharpened knife still fell without slowing down.
Before Li Jun could react.
"Boom."
His whole body was blown away by the powerful force, and he vomited blood.
Strength is like a chasm.
Li Jun just landed and raised his head, and the stone statue came to him again as if teleporting.
The huge magic sword slashed down again.
This time it was several times more powerful than before.
Li Jun discovered that it was not the stone statue that was moving, but something like a mechanism on the ground beneath his feet that automatically pushed him in front of the stone statue.
"No one can crush me, Li Jun."
Li Jun roared.
"Boom."
There are bursts of dragon roars in the body.
When the Canglong Jue started to operate, boundless demonic flames appeared behind him.
"The second form of Abi's Three Swords, burial to the sky."
As the knife struck out, the true energy in the body was released like a torrent.
The sword awn was dozens of feet long.
At this moment, Li Jun exploded with combat power that far exceeded his usual strength.
"boom."
The two forces collided together, and the entire hall roared loudly.
And the falling magic sword was stopped in mid-air by Li Jun's blow.
The next moment, the statue returned to its still state.
A blood-red figure appeared in the center of the temple.
Still can't see the face clearly.
But Li Jun knew that the other party was sizing him up.
"Yes, there is a trace of consciousness left in the temple. Although you have been weakened for countless years, you were able to not be suppressed and defeated your will. You are worthy of being the person chosen by the blood jade beads. Congratulations, you passed the test
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The voice fell.
What else did Li Jun want to ask? The blood shadow had already raised his hand and pointed at Li Jun, and a red light poured into Li Jun's body.
At the same time, the blood shadow people began to disappear.
"This is the last thing I leave to you. From now on, the blood jade beads will completely belong to you."
The voice rang in the hall.
But Li Jun no longer cares about much.
Because he found that there was something more in his mind again.
The art of military killing.
"The inherited skills of the military master Chi You?"
After Li Jundang read this exercise, he felt ecstatic in his heart.
Chi You is the ancestor of the Jiuli tribe and is revered as the master of war. His martial arts are simply terrifying.