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Chapter 510

Half a month later, in the central area of ​​the inner city of Chaos City, wisps of chaotic energy overflowed, like a sea of ​​chaos.

From the surging chaotic air, a magnificent palace slowly rose.

This palace is actually a heavenly spiritual treasure, a famous temple! In the temples, members of the Elders of Chaos City live! Generally speaking, only masters in the Yuanshen realm are eligible to enter the Elders.

Practice in the temples.

The majestic temples are home to hundreds of majestic statues.

These statues are the sages of Chaos City throughout the ages.

Thirty thousand years of foundation have produced countless heroes and geniuses, which has created the prestige of Chaos City today.

The name of the temples is also derived from the statues of these sages.

This is a palace used to worship and worship ancestors.

At this time, with the emergence of the Holy Temples, a loud voice resounded through the Chaos City: "The saints have felt it, heroes have come to the world, and stars are shining.

The Senate has decided to open the temples today and select the Holy Son to repair the throne.

If you are interested in participating, please come and give it a try!”

Suddenly, in Chaos City, powerful auras rose into the sky, making long roars and rushing towards the temples.

Although many people speculate that this candidate spot for the Holy Son is probably reserved for Qin Ming.

But under the system of Chaos City, everyone can try to stand for election.

What if I get selected?

What if Qin Ming fails accidentally?

Therefore, they must try it again.

After the Holy Temples appeared, they immediately flew towards the Holy Temples, trying to get the upper hand.

On Zhantie Peak, Qin Ming slowly opened his eyes.

"Is it finally here?"

"Master, let's go to the temples quickly!"

Meng'er said.

After saying that, she took out a precious chariot with a fairy spirit, and summoned two strange beasts from Zhantie Peak. She bowed and said with a smile: "Master, please get in the chariot!"

Qin Ming had a strange look on his face and couldn't help but look up. He saw that this precious chariot with a fairy spirit was extremely gorgeous and noble.

There is a canopy in the center, and hanging curtains made of pearls and other objects hanging from the canopy. On top of the canopy is a three-layer golden dome, shining with bright light.

This precious chariot is actually a low-grade spiritual treasure.

A tool used for transportation is better than many people's magic weapons for fighting.

"Where did it come from?"

he asked curiously.

"The heritage of Xuannv Palace left over thousands of years ago is called Tianluo Baochuan. They originally gave it to me to travel around, but now it's for you, young master."

Meng'er smiled, her eyes like a crescent moon.

Qin Ming suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he was from Xuannv Palace.

Xuannv Palace has a profound heritage. There are many magic weapons left behind by Xuannv Palace thousands of years ago, among which is the Nine Heavens Xuan Goddess Sword, a spiritual treasure that reaches the sky.

It's not surprising that there is this Tianluo Baochuan.

Qin Ming was not in vain and boarded the car.

Meng'er, on the other hand, was standing in front of the cart, with two strange beasts pulling it, which was quite impressive.

"It's just that the strength of these two strange beasts is too weak and does not match the temperament of Tianluo Baochuan."

Meng'er said.

"Catch two unicorns someday?"

Qin Ming smiled.

"Is there any pure-blooded unicorn in this world?

Even if there were, it would be impossible to catch it, this beast is so powerful."

"You are underestimating my ability. When my strength improves further, I can catch two real dragons without any problem."

"Then when the time comes, this Tianluo chariot will no longer be worthy of the real dragon."

Meng'er smiled.

While they were talking, the Tianluo chariot soared into the sky and headed towards the temples.

On the road, I met Gongsun Yang by chance.

Gongsun Yang couldn't help but feel a little sour when he saw Qin Ming's majestic appearance, using Lingbao as his substitute, and the Nine Heavens Profound Girl standing by his side. "Qin Ming, you are so lucky."

"That's right, the young master must be the most blessed person in the world."

Meng'er said with a smile.

"Otherwise, let me come up and sit for a while?"

Gongsun Yang smiled obscenely.

"Go, go, go!"

From a distance, Ye Li also flew over. When he saw Qin Ming, he said, "There are many competitors for the candidates for the Holy Son this time. Are you sure about winning Qin Ming?"

"Of course there is.

The top management of Chaos City gave me a spot and made full preparations. Wouldn't it be too disappointing if I am not capable of seizing this position?"

Qin Ming said calmly.

The distance of thousands of miles was covered in a short time.

They came to the temples and landed.

Looking at the majestic palace in front of them, everyone's breathing could not help but stagnant.

"This temple is not much different from my Yuhua Celestial Palace!"

Qin Ming took a deep breath.

The Yuhua Heavenly Palace, ranked at the top of the Tongtian Spirit List, is an eternal and unfallen palace built by the efforts of the ancient Yuhua Sect.

The holy temples seem to have this kind of sign, and they are faintly as powerful as the Yuhua Celestial Palace.

Although it is not the top three treasures of Chaos City, it seems to be not far behind.

The most important thing is the majestic and vast aura exuding from this magnificent palace.

That is the spirit and will of the saints protecting us.

If a warrior is not strong-willed enough, facing this will of the saints, he may feel extremely small and humble.

Qin Ming looked up and saw the surrounding Chaos City disciples, all of whom lowered their arrogant heads and were paying homage to the Temple of All Saints.

Click! Click! At this time, the door of the temples opened, and an old figure walked out of it. It was a member of the Elders.

"If you want to be a candidate for the Holy Son, you need to pass my test to test your age, cultivation, qualifications, bones, etc."

This is the first and most basic level of opening the door.

Your qualifications are not high enough and you want to be a candidate for the Son of God?

That's obviously impossible.

When the door opened, someone immediately came forward to be examined by the old man.

There were so many people that there was a long queue at this time.

"You are too old, at least two hundred years old. Do you still dare to run for election at this age?

Get out of here!"

"The qualifications are not enough, the Chaos bloodline is thin, bad!"

"You have nothing to do with your bones. With a physique like yours, you won't be able to practice any powerful martial arts!"

"What?

Your qualifications are so outstanding, but now that you are over fifty, you are still at the early stage of the Divine Sea Realm?

How can someone with such a lazy character and weak will go far on the road to martial arts?"

One after another, the disciples of Chaos City were kicked out by this elder.

The situation of many of them made the elder turn purple with anger.

For example, the genius who was extremely talented but whose cultivation was only at the early stage of the Divine Sea Realm was grabbed by the elder with one hand, beaten severely in public, and thrown away from a distance.

Qin Ming couldn't help but look strange and said with a smile: "The veteran of this first level has a bit of a bad temper. I wonder if he will kick me out if he dares to stand for election after seeing my cultivation in the middle stage of the Wu Leak Realm.

?”

"How is that possible?

This quota is prepared for you, so naturally I have already informed you in advance, so you don’t have to worry."

Gongsun Yang smiled.


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