The expressions of the four of them were very calm, and there were not many changes visible. However, they all looked at Changhong in the sky, where Su Ming was retreating.
The black-faced old man looked as usual, but he was sneering in his heart. He hoped that Su Ming would be as public as possible, so that when the people he sent to the source of the gods returned, the effect would be better.
Even if his bloodline turns golden, even if his identity cannot be shaken, what he needs is not to shake, but the people's hearts.
As long as most of the Daochen Sect's disciples have heard everything about this Dao Kong from the Shenyuan Ruins, and as long as they become suspicious, then everything will be considered as fulfilling the black-faced old man's wishes.
He only needs the disciples of Daochen Sect to guess. Such speculation will naturally generate a lot of rumors. In this way, even if he becomes His Highness, there is actually nothing much difference between a His Highness who is suspected and speculated and who has not become His Highness.
Big difference.
To destroy a person, you don't need to destroy his identity. People's doubts and rumors will be the best weapons.
When the black-faced old man sneered inwardly, Su Ming in the sky was already approaching the famous place on the third continent. As it approached, he saw at a glance the pillar of light erected on the platform in the middle of the continent.
, there are less than thirty names flashing.
Among them, only eight names are at the top, and the remaining names are slightly smaller and arranged at the bottom. Those eight names represent the eight people who have passed the level here. As for the slightly smaller names, they respectively represent those who have passed through this place.
How many levels of people are there?
Su Ming looked at the pillar of light, and heard bursts of whistling sounds in his ears. It was the sound of tens of thousands of monks in the distance, rushing in from all directions.
Ignoring the arrival of everyone, Su Ming raised his right foot and stepped onto the platform. The moment he stepped onto the platform, a huge light and shadow suddenly appeared on the platform.
Although the light and shadow are blurry, you can still see the outline. It is a big man wearing golden armor. This big man wears a golden helmet and a suit of shining golden armor. His hands are in front, holding a huge golden sword.
, the sword pierced the ground, and was pressed on the hilt by the big man's hands.
He closed his eyes. When his figure gradually became clearer and his complete appearance was revealed, his eyes suddenly opened and closed, revealing a gleam of light.
At this moment, in the outside world, tens of thousands of monks are coming one after another. Among the first ones to arrive, everyone has a solemn look on their face, and they all exude strong cultivation. Many of them are cultivators of the Jie Yang.
.
"The third famous place is definitely not the first two floors. The eight people who can get through it, although they have not been canonized as His Highness, are all the generation of Jie Yang Dzogchen. Some people even suspect that their cultivation has actually already
Once you have broken through that limit, it has become the birth and death of your palm!"
"Although they are not His Highnesses, even if these ten His Highnesses see the eight of them, they will still be polite to win their support. I think His Highness Daokong has made it to the first two famous places.
I may not be able to succeed in this third famous place."
"Yes, you must know that even Daolin and Daofa have stopped at the ninth level and cannot break through. No matter how strong this Dao Kong is, it will stop here."
"That's true. These eight people already care little about fame and fortune, and perhaps don't bother to be called His Highness. Therefore, this challenge has never come. Even our Daochen Sect's direct descendants many years ago have many advanced cultivations.
They are still in seclusion and pay no attention to this canonization ceremony."
"This is because the cultivation of these ten highnesses is not enough. Otherwise, see if there are strong people who will challenge..."
During this discussion, the group of people suddenly stopped talking and looked towards the platform.
On the platform at this moment, the big man in golden armor in front of Su Ming completely opened his eyes. There were two flashes of lightning in his eyes, looking at Su Ming indifferently.
"This place is famous for the Golden Armor War. I am the guardian of Jinxiu. I am protected by the Daochen Sect and train for the disciples of the sect. Levels one to nine will be the release of my cultivation from 10% to 90% respectively. If I can go from level 1 to 9 in one go,
Nine, you are qualified to challenge my cultivation with all my strength." The golden-armored man's voice was booming, but no one outside could hear this voice, only Su Ming could hear it.
The moment the sound came out, the man in golden armor immediately took a step forward, holding the golden sword in his right hand. As he stepped forward, he simply raised the sword in his right hand and then lowered it.
cut.
The power of cultivation unleashed by this slash was only in the middle stage of the realm. It seemed ordinary, but in Su Ming's eyes, the trajectory of the golden sword actually seemed to break the rules!
This discovery caused Su Ming to suddenly take a step back and give up the attack. Instead, he stared at the slashing sword while retreating, his eyes twinkling.
A sword broke through the air, and in an instant, Su Ming faintly noticed that the rules around him had changed at this moment, forming invisible ripples that were coming rapidly from all directions, integrated into the sword, and then cut down.
"This is...the power of the fate-slashing method!" Su Ming's eyes flashed fiercely. If he hadn't clearly understood the three evils of killing, he would never have been able to see that the sword of the golden-armored man contained such a strange power.
force.
boom!
The golden sword suddenly slashed down. Su Ming had clearly retreated and wanted to avoid it and observe carefully. But at the moment when the sword slashed down, he suddenly found that the space around him changed immediately, as if his position had suddenly changed.
, took the initiative to appear under the slashing sword.
Can't dodge!
"Not only does it contain the power of severing fate, but the changed rules that were spread out before changed my space and position, making this sword... a sure hit!
What a golden cultivator!" Su Ming's eyes showed a fighting spirit for the first time. This was the first time he felt such excitement after coming to Daochen Sect, whether it was the previous challenge or the falling stone.
Even if he became the Lord of Illusion, he could not make Su Ming have such a fighting spirit.
Only at this moment, the fighting spirit suddenly gathered, causing Su Ming's eyes to flash, and he stopped retreating. Instead, he raised his right hand and punched away the incoming slash.
The roar echoed, and the golden sword twisted. After touching Su Ming's fist, it dissipated. However, a vibrating force was violently transmitted to Su Ming's right hand, directly reverberating around his body, causing Su Ming's body to sway, although he did not retreat.
Afterwards, there was a surge of energy and blood inside his body. This scene made his fighting spirit even stronger, and at the same time, a glimmer of persistence appeared in his eyes.
"What kind of sword-style magical power is this?!" Su Ming took a deep breath, and the persistence in his eyes became even stronger. He must have known that his physical body could shake the power of the Palm Realm, but he was surprised that this was only a sword comparable to the mid-level realm.
His energy and blood surged. Before this, Su Ming could not imagine it at all.
"It is impossible for monks in the middle stage of the realm to win with this sword. Even those in the late stage of the realm will find it difficult to resist. This requires the Great Perfection of the realm to be able to barely withstand this blow, but the final shock force is also
Will definitely get hurt.
No wonder...no wonder there are only more than thirty names here, and only eight people have passed the level. The cultivation of these eight people must be extremely powerful.
One sword and three postures, this is the power of this sword. But looking at it from this point of view, it is possible that there is some kind of magical power hidden in each of these nine famous places... If this is true, then the first and second places,
What is hidden again, but it's a pity that I didn't notice it before." Su Ming's eyes flashed, and the man in golden armor in front of him raised his head slightly.
"Next, I will use 20% of my cultivation power."
The moment the words of the golden-armored man came out, he raised his steps and took a step forward. This time he still maintained the previous action. As he took steps forward, the golden light flashed in his right hand, and when the golden sword appeared again,
He suddenly slashed at Su Ming.
What erupted this time was no longer the middle stage of the realm, but the later stage of cultivation. Even on the golden sword, there was a dazzling golden light, and there was a sound that broke through the air, whirling around, and the sword slashed, the same
Su Ming's sword style was several times more powerful than before.
Su Ming's eyes flashed rapidly, and he firmly remembered the trajectory of the sword of the big man in golden armor. It was not until the sword was approaching that he raised his right hand and waved it.
With a bang, Su Ming's body swayed again, and the energy and blood in his body surged even more intensely. Although it disappeared in an instant, this level of magical power still made the obsession in Su Ming's eyes even more intense.
"Come again!" Su Ming laughed and took a step forward.
The big man in golden armor flashed his eyes incomprehensibly, nodded, and raised his right hand. The same sword style, the same movement, but with the cultivation of the Great Perfection, followed by the sword suddenly falling.
There was a roar, and this time Su Ming actually took half a step back!
When Su Ming raised his head, a golden sword seemed to be forming in his eyes.
"Come again!"
The golden-armored giant's eyes showed a solemn look. This time, he raised his right hand and slapped it fiercely between his eyebrows. Suddenly, bursts of clicking sounds came from his body, and immediately a wave of cultivation that robbed the moon suddenly came from his body.
With the explosion, a golden calamity moon appeared behind him, and the sword in his hand was filled with golden light.
"This is the power of 40% of my cultivation. You have to be optimistic about it." The big man in golden armor swayed, and the trajectory of the sword was still the same. But at the moment it fell, Su Ming felt strongly that the sword seemed to be in mid-air.
It shook for a moment, and the moment it shook, the sharpness on it immediately doubled.
The sword fell and roared to the sky. This time Su Ming took a step back, and the big man in golden armor was shaken and took a step back. When he raised his head, his expression showed a hint of shock.
"Are you aware of this?"
"It's still a little short of that." Su Ming's eyes had already condensed the shadow of a golden sword, flashing rapidly in his pupils.
Su Ming, who was obsessed with this sword, didn't know that in the outside world at this moment, the tens of millions of monks erupted in a roar after seeing the battle between Su Ming and the golden-armored man. Even those Jie Yang monks and His Highness, at this moment
Their expressions also changed drastically. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)