Chapter 159 The Ten Elders of the Mora Sect (Happy Elements)
Luo Fan was at the Dongding Inn last night, overwhelming many younger talents in Dongzhou, and his reputation in the capital of Dayue was first revealed.
But compared with these proud men who have already become famous all over the world, they are still far behind.
In terms of fame, the proud men of heaven are like the stars in the sky, and Luo Fan is at best a light on the earth, as different as the sky.
None of the warriors watching the battle knew Luo Fan, so naturally there was no disturbance at this time.
At this time, the proud men of the ten major forces are the protagonists that attract everyone's attention.
They...are the top ten seed players vying for the Tianlong Terrace Battle, the most promising talents to enter the True Dragon Secret Realm.
However, there were still some warriors whose eyes fell on Luo Fan.
Not the warriors watching the battle on the mountain peak, but... the younger geniuses of Dongzhou.
Including Zong Dingyuan, Bai Yijian and other proud men.
"Brother Dingyuan, Luo Fan is the one...the youngest one who stands at the front among the Jiangzhou juniors."
"This boy is so arrogant. He mocks me as the younger generation of Dongzhou. He claims that he is the number one among the younger generation of Jiangzhou. He is also number one among the younger generation of Dongzhou!"
"Yu is not talented, so I fought with him and unfortunately lost!"
"It's a pity that Brother Dingyuan was attending the 'Genius Banquet' at the Fourth Prince's Mansion, otherwise it would not be his turn as a junior from Jiangzhou to show off his power in front of my juniors from Dongzhou!"
Yu Huaqing pointed at Luo Fan and said to Zong Dingyuan.
Zong Dingyuan looked at Luo Fan, his eyes suddenly revealed a chilling look.
Bai Yijian on the side also looked solemn, looking at Luo Fan with sharp eyes.
"There are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey is the king."
"Why did Senior Brother Zong need to be here last night? If I, Bai Yijian, were in the inn, I would have made Luo Fan kneel down and beg for mercy!"
Bai Yijian said coldly, with an evil look on his face.
"If he is really capable, we will meet him sooner or later on the Tianlong Platform!"
Zong Dingyuan said calmly, but there was a coldness in his voice, and the meaning behind his words was unspoken.
"Hehe... If he falls into my hands, I will definitely play him to death in front of thousands of spectators like a cat playing with a mouse."
Bai Yijian sneered and said.
Luo Fan felt the sharp gazes coming from the younger generation warriors of Dongzhou and turned his head to look this way.
When Bai Yijian and Luo Fan looked at each other, he stretched out his hand and cut his own neck, making a motion of slitting his throat. His eyes were full of demonstration.
Luo Fan showed an evil smile on his face, raised his right hand, stretched out his little finger, and pointed it towards the ground.
Having mastered the third level of Sky Shattering Spear Technique, under the true way, it is rare to encounter an opponent, and Luo Fan, the pride of heaven, is not afraid at all.
Luo Fan's action made Bai Yijian glare, and he suddenly became furious.
No, at this moment, all the geniuses of the younger generation are gathered in this canyon, and there are many elders of the True Dao guarding them, as well as state pastors from various states, and strong men from the royal family are also there, but this is not the time for anger to break out.
Bai Yijian could only suppress the anger in his heart and said a word to Luo Fan: You are the one who looks good on the Tianlong stage.
Luo Fan smiled indifferently, with evil intentions.
Among the younger generations of Dongzhou, Luo Fan is not afraid even of Zong Dingyuan, who is ranked number one, let alone Bai Yijian, who is ranked second.
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When the royal team arrived, it was not far from noon.
I didn't wait long, and when I arrived at noon, I saw a strange scene on the Tianlong Terrace.
The nine engraved dragons absorbed enough essence of the sun and moon, and seemed to have come alive. They separated from the Tianlong Platform and soared into the sky.
At the same time, densely packed and complicated runes appeared on the Tianlong Platform, and a huge transparent mask appeared, covering the entire Tianlong Platform.
Within the scope of the light mask, in the space above the Tianlong Platform, void barriers appeared, which seemed to be divided into countless layers of space.
About a hundred meters above the ground, the bodies of nine long dragons turned into nine platforms.
There are nine platforms, and a beam of light is emitted from the dragon's mouth at the same time. The nine beams of light converge between the two peaks directly south of Tianlong Platform.
In a few breaths, the gathered brilliance condensed into a portal, which was the entrance to Tianlong Terrace.
The restrictions on Tianlong Terrace are extremely terrifying, and even the Alchemy Master cannot destroy them. Only this entrance can enter Tianlong Terrace.
Moreover, the entrance is also restricted. Only warriors under the age of twenty-five can enter, and the number is also limited. A maximum of 360 people can enter.
There are fifty quotas for the royal family, fifty quotas for the two major military forces, one hundred quotas for Yuezhou, thirty quotas for each of the four large states, and ten quotas for each of the four small states.
There are exactly thirty-sixty junior geniuses in total.
The entrance to Tianlong Terrace appeared, and the descendants of the Yue royal family who were located in the center of the canyon were the first to enter.
Then, there are the teams of the two major military forces.
The teams of the two major military forces had not completely passed through the entrance of Tianlong Terrace, when suddenly...
On the mountain peak on the side, a group of warriors rushed down at a very fast speed.
The Dai Viet Dynasty strictly ordered that, except for the younger geniuses who had obtained the quota to enter Tianlong Terrace, and the escorting elders, no other warriors were allowed to approach the canyon where the entrance was.
This is a prohibition.
Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed without mercy!
This group of warriors rushed directly into the canyon, obviously not paying attention to the ban of the Dai Viet Dynasty.
"He is a warrior from the Demon Sect!"
"The evil people from the Demonic Sect are coming!"
…
Suddenly, someone screamed loudly.
There are twenty warriors in the Maruo Sect, including ten martial arts juniors and ten true Tao elders.
The auras of these ten elders of the True Dao erupted with peerless terror, making the world tremble. They were all at the seventh level of the True Dao.
This caused the warriors watching the battle to take a deep breath.
The emperor of the Dai Viet Dynasty, the family heads of other major forces, and suzerain-level figures were only those at the seventh level of the True Dao.
The Demonic Sect actually showed up with ten seventh-level True Dao. Its strength can be imagined.
"They are the ten elders of the Demon Sect!"
"Oh my God, all the ten elders of the Moluo Sect are dispatched!"
"What do they want to do? Do they want to send those ten martial arts juniors to Tianlong Terrace?"
"Tsk tsk... Those ten martial arts juniors are all at the peak of the ninth level of martial arts. How did the Demonic Sect recruit so many talented disciples?"
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On every mountain peak, the warriors watching the battle exclaimed repeatedly, as if they were boiling.
The Battle of Tianlongtai is a grand event that only occurs once in sixty years, and many warriors gathered here.
At this time, all the ten elders of the Mo Luo Sect were dispatched, which was really shocking.
Some people exclaimed - is the Mo Luo Sect going to have another decisive battle with the Dai Viet Dynasty?
Thinking of the great war a hundred years ago, some true warriors still had lingering fears.
In that decisive battle, too many warriors died. With the great battle, let alone the martial arts warriors, even the lives of the true warriors became extremely fragile.
A hundred years ago, even the strong men at the seventh level of the True Dao died.
If we include all the fallen true warriors, there are hundreds of them, which is heart-stopping to think about.
