Legend of Swordsman Chapter 2403: Enter the saint’s grave
"That man is Wu Ming, one of the twelve little kings, and his methods are extremely strange."
"The little girl squatting on the ground looks very weak, but don't underestimate her, she is the fifth red Luo among the twelve kings!"
"And who ..."
The twelve princes who are present at the presence of the elders of Wuyi have always introduced Jian Wushuang.
In addition, there are some geniuses who have not been listed in the Twelve Little Kings, but whose fame is still great. He also introduced a lot to Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang also pays attention to them one by one.
He has never actually walked in Wusha Wasteland. He doesn't know much about the top geniuses of various ancestors in Wusha Wasteland.
Like the twelve little kings, he had encountered a Bai Tao before. No one else knew it, but now he knows a lot.
Just then ... hum! !!
A large group of figures also appeared on the plain by means of space channels.
The appearance of this large group of people instantly attracted everyone's attention. Even the twelve princes on the field looked at them in succession.
"Great Tragedy, here comes the Great Tragedy!"
"There are so many people. There must be thirty or forty?"
"The number of places to enter the sage's tomb is determined by the number of sects based on the strength of their sects. Like ordinary top sects, there are about ten places. There are more places, 30 people! "
Some whispering sounds rang out on the plain, and many people looked towards the direction of the Great Tragedy with a hint of envy.
The first gate recognized by Wusha Wasteland. Most of the geniuses of this gate are eager to go, but they ca n’t find any opportunities and paths, and can only join other gates.
"Good guy, thirty talented disciples, but among them are only first-class gods, there are even nine of them!"
"Look, look at those four ..."
A whisper suddenly sounded.
The talented disciples of all the ancestors on the plain are staring closely at the first four of Dabei.
The four men, three men and one woman.
The four of them stood side by side, attracting much attention. The other geniuses present seemed to have lost their color in front of the other four.
"These four people are the four 'twelve little kings' of the Great Tragedy?" Jian Wushuang asked.
When he was invited by Anjiu County and Anjiu County Shou Baiyue, he heard that the geniuses of the Great Tragedy were gathered, and the top talents in Wusha Wasteland were gathered there, as it was recognized as the most talented. Of the twelve little kings, there are four of the Great Tragedy!
"It's them." The elders of the Five Sects Zheng Zhengjian also said, "The overall strength of the Great Tragedy Sect, and the level of His Majesty's talented disciples, are much stronger than other sects. Twelve Little Kings, four of them are the Great Tragedy Sect. , And these four people are ranked eighth, sixth, third and first of the twelve kings respectively! "
"The other three are better, but the one who ranked first is Tu Qiancheng. He is an amazing super genius. He is much better and better than everyone else. His edge is already covered. Having lived everything, now the younger generation of Wusha Wasteland is almost his time. Even though Wusha Wasteland has constantly risen with geniuses, these geniuses compare with him and almost lose color immediately. "
"How good is this?" Jian Wushuang's expression moved, his gaze stayed tightly on the sturdy man with his hands around his eyes and closed eyes.
The strong man is Tu Qiancheng.
At the moment, not only was Jian Wushuang alone on the plain, there were many geniuses who watched him intentionally or unintentionally. Although many people had a war intention in their eyes, they were quickly suppressed by reason.
Tu Qiancheng, the first genius recognized in Wusha Wasteland, is not something anyone can challenge at will.
He who wants to challenge, even if he is the twelve Xiao Wang, is probably not qualified.
"If I read correctly, this Tu Qiancheng has now broken through to the peak of the demon? So, should he not enter the saint's tomb this time?" Jian Wushuang said suddenly.
He has noticed the breath of Tu Qiancheng for a long time, and he has not deliberately converged, indeed he has already surpassed the first-class gods.
"Well, it is estimated that it has broken through in the near future. Once the realm reaches its peak, he cannot be regarded as a young disciple. Naturally, he will not enter the grave of the saint, but it is very strange why he did not first Suppress the realm, wait for the saint's tomb to open, and then break through? "Elder Wuxuan frowned.
"Who knows, maybe they don't care about the chance in the saint's tomb?" Jian Wushuang chuckled.
"Maybe, but before he broke through, he once killed a peak demon with a first-class demon realm, and now he broke through to reach the peak demon himself. It is estimated that his combat power is in the witch. Among the peak gods in the sand barren realm, I am afraid that it is difficult to find an opponent. "Elder Wuyi said.
Jian Wushuang looked.
As soon as the level of gods and monsters can kill the peak gods?
This record is no wonder it will be called the first day of Wusha Wasteland.
"Jian Wushuang, don't be discouraged, your talent is definitely higher than this thousand cities." Elder Wuyi said again.
He knows that Jian Wushuang can be better than second-class gods in the early stage of chaos. Such higher-level abilities can be more upright than that of Tu Qiancheng.
When he heard the words of Elder Wusong, Jian Wushuang only smiled slightly.
On the plains, the talented disciples of all ancestors have arrived.
"It's almost time, open the saint's tomb."
A fellow elder from the Great Tragedy spoke.
The other powerful men led by Zongmen also nodded.
With the cooperation of many powerful men, eight huge space wormholes appeared in front of everyone.
"Eight wormholes?" Jian Wushuang showed his surprise.
"The tomb of the saint is a separate space with a large scope. These eight wormholes are all going to the outer layer of the tomb of the saint, but they are different corners. This is also better. After all, the purple on the outer layer The amulets are completely scattered, and the disciples of all ancestors are naturally scattered to find it more appropriate. "Elder Wusong.
"Is that so?" Jian Wushuang nodded secretly.
And with the emergence of eight wormholes in space, the talented disciples of all ancestors are ready to enter the saint's tomb.
There is the Great Tragedy.
"As in previous years, this time, my Great Tragedy is still divided into three teams, each entering three space wormholes, three masters and brothers, you each lead a team." Tu Qiancheng Shen Chan.
"Yes."
The three little kings standing with him nodded respectfully.
Afterwards, many disciples of Da Beizong first stepped into the wormhole in space, and some of the top sects followed closely behind.
"Let's go too!"
The Zhongyi headed by Narcissus Island said something, and then the ten disciples of Narcissus Island, including Jian Wushuang, also directly entered one of the space wormholes.