Peerless Demonic Lord Chapter 1272: The contest is open
"Will you send me back?" Qin Shi was startled, showing a somewhat puzzled expression. ≥
Wanyue nodded with a chuckle, and immediately waved her jade hand, an extremely shocking picture appeared, making Qin Shi open her mouth wide when she saw it, very shocked.
With Wanyue's jade hand, I saw that the empty slate square rises in the sky, and the fluorescence merges into the endless Tianhe. For a time, the sky is turned into a shining galaxy, with countless stars, like a smile The eyes, blinking, turning into a whirlpool.
Staring at the finally condensed vortex, Qin Shi felt the extremely strong spatial force from it, as if it could penetrate time and space.
"This, this is the space wormhole?" Qin Shi opened its mouth in astonishment.
Wanyue lightly taps.
Being affirmed, Qin Shi is even more surprised. You must know that the space impulse, especially the space wormhole connecting the two domains like this, requires an extremely large spiritual power to build. The spiritual power is so huge that it is graceful. The cultivation base of the Moon Realm Realm cannot be displayed at will.
Don’t forget, at the time the Rune Demon Competition, the space wormhole connecting the chaotic domains of the Sword Sect was created by Fang Qing and countless elders of complete domains. That’s it, it took a full half a month. Well, how could Wanyue create such a wormhole at this time?
"Boy, don’t be surprised. Maybe you have to go to other domains. I still have nothing to do. However, it is not difficult for Jianzong. This wormhole was a thousand years ago. Fang Qing and I were angry and were going to attack. What Jianzong created was only after the two domains were reconciled, so it was useless. Now it has fulfilled you."
"Uh? Attack on Jianzong?" Qin Shi smashed his tongue. There was such a grudge between Lianyu and Jianzong thousands of years ago?
"Okay, don't stay, if you don't hurry up, even if it's a spatial wormhole, I'm afraid it's too late for you." Wanyue smiled.
Qin Shi froze for a moment, and then became anxious. Indeed, there are only a few hours left before the competition starts, and if you delay it, it is really too late.
"Thank you senior, then."
"If you want to thank you, thank yourself. If Lingsha has any mistakes, I won't let you go. You won it yourself." Wanyue was very direct, and then paused: "This space wormhole has not been activated for thousands of years, and there are many damaged places in the middle. I will send you back. If you own it, it is estimated that something will happen."
Qin Shi thought for a while, but didn't insist. After all, there was a problem with the space wormhole, and it would really be dead. He couldn't make fun of his life.
Wanyue satisfied nodded, and then she waved her jade hand, a afterglow wrapped the two of them, shook it, turned into a beam of light and rushed into the galaxy.
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The other far away, Jianzong.
Jianzong’s annual disciple competition is about to start, and nearly a million disciples gathered in the central square of Jianzong.
As far as Jianzong is concerned, this year's disciple competition is even more valued than the Sacrifice of God's Domain and the Rune Contest. After all, this is about the quota of the Sword Tomb Holy Spirit Hall and the highest glory of Jianzong.
Many disciples are gearing up.
As early as half a month ago, for this annual disciple competition, the elders of the Jianzong halls made preparations. Above the central square, they used spiritual power to create a suspended platform. On the platform, a very sacred sword Cross and cross each other.
The shape of the sword is exactly the spirit of the sword sect and the highest glory of the sword sect.
On the four laps of the suspended platform, there are several seats that have risen into the sky. In the center of the seat, there is a high platform, and on the high platform, there are two dragon chairs.
From a distance, the world can easily see that these two dragon chairs will be seated by the highest law enforcement officer of the sword sect, namely Fang Qing.
But what makes people puzzled is another one.
"This, what's going on?"
"Yes, why are there two dragon chairs? Isn't there only one every year?" Seeing the two dragon chairs, countless disciples and elders were puzzled.
Among the group of elders, Jian Qing frowned slightly, and then he furiously shouted: "Zhao Yu, you can explain to me, what do these two dragon chairs mean?"
Zhao Yu, the elder in charge of the viewing station, naturally these two dragon chairs came from him.
He heard the words and leaned to Jian Qing's side and smiled, "Elder Jian Qing, what are you doing with such a big temper."
"What are you doing with such a big temper?" Jian Qing snorted coldly, and said angrily: "Then tell me why there are two dragon chairs that sit on an equal footing this year? Do you think that in my Sect , except Fang Qing Sect Master, is there anyone else qualified to be in that position?"
"Oh, this matter." Zhao Yu smiled as expected: "Hehe, that dragon chair, of course, was prepared for Elder Zhang Hun. Indeed, in my clan, Fang Qing Sect Master is of course The highest law enforcement officer, however, Elder Zhang Hun is also the superior elder after all. He grew up watching Fang Qing Sect Master. After thinking about it, I think there should be nothing wrong with him in this position."
"You...!" Jian Qing's eyes fired.
"Sword Qing, don't be angry." But suddenly, a very majestic voice resounded, and Fang Qing had already appeared on the high platform.
She is still that light and plain dress, very dignified.
"Sect Master, but this...!" Seeing Fang Qing, Jian Qing was obviously calmer. He thought that if Fang Qing hadn't appeared in time just now, he might have the heart to tear Zhao Yu apart.
Without giving Jian Qing a chance to speak, Fang Qing interrupted him and said: "Jian Qing, enough, Elder Zhao Yu said well, if it is calculated according to seniority, Elder Zhang Hun will still be above me, if He didn't even sit in this position, and I was even less qualified."
"But the domain owner...the rules!" Jian Qing shouted in a deep voice.
But suddenly, Fengsha leaned out and stopped him.
"Senior Fengsha!" Jian Qing seemed to see a savior.
However, Fengsha shook his head at him, motioning him not to argue any more.
At this time, a withered figure fell from the sky. His appearance was very dazzling, even Fang Qing's appearance. With the appearance of this figure, there was a very arrogant smile: "Haha, once a year, disciple of the year The game is finally about to start."
"Zhang Hun!" The sword held the itch of the teeth.
"Elder Zhang Hun." Zhang Hun landed on a high platform equal to Fang Qing, and Fang Qing smiled faintly.
Zhang Hun caressed his beard and smiled: "Hehe, Qing'er, I haven't seen you in the past six months, your cultivation level has improved again."
"Hehe, isn't that also Uncle Hun." Fang Qing sneered, staring at Zhang Hun with jade eyes, revealing a few unexpected jealousies.
Fengsha was also startled below, and his old eyes were cold: "In the past six months, this old guy's cultivation level has improved so much? It seems that it will not be long before he will step into the realm."
"What?" Jian Qing was a little surprised beside him: "Elder Fengsha, you said Zhang Hun is about to step into the realm?"
Zhang Hun stepped into the realm. It stands to reason that this should be a happy event for Jianzong. After all, in the past ten thousand years, no one of the eight realms can have two realms at the same time. This is likely to make Jianzong break the eight. The balance of the domain stands out.
However, when he got this news, the faction elders who had followed Fang Qing in the past showed a few worries involuntarily.
Fengsha sighed: "Well, it should not be far away."
Jian Qing heard this, unwavebering's clenched fist: "Is it going to be born in the end?"
They can all imagine how chaos Jianzong will be when Zhang Hun reaches the realm.
Two major factions, beacon smoke is everywhere.
Fang Qing also frowned, feeling inexplicably uneasy in her heart.
However, seeing the jealous eyes of Fang Qing and the elders of the Fang Qing faction, Zhang Hun seemed to enjoy it, and laughed loudly: "Indeed, I have been lucky for the past six months. I was lucky enough to touch that level of shackles."
"That's really congratulations." Fang Qingyu's eyes were cold.
Zhang Hun can naturally feel the coldness, but he smiled disapprovingly: "Hehe, compared to you, I am still far behind, but Qi Qing has taught you all her life experience. Don’t humiliate her reputation, you have to lead Jianzong'correctly'."
Fang Qing nodded with a sneer: "This is not a problem, I'm worried."
Zhang Hun simply stopped answering, paused, and said, "Oh, you tell me, these juniors are really true, I have deliberately told them, don’t have to get these for me, I’ll sit with them It’s good to be in a row. As a result, they have to make me a chair here, Qinger, look at this..."
"Hehe, Uncle Zhang Hun joked. With your qualifications in Jianzong, you should really sit here." Fang Qing interrupted Zhang Hun.
Zhang Hun satisfied smiled: "Then I will ask for a big one."
Fang Qing ignored it, turned and stared at the floating ring in the center.
On the ring, there is an hourglass hanging upside down like a waterfall. The hourglass looks like a sword. At the top, there is a golden dragon.
Seeing that the hourglass is about to end. When the hourglass ends, which is the auspicious day when the annual disciple contest opens, the audience gradually becomes nervous, coagulum, and boiling.
The hearts of millions of disciples are flowing with the hourglass.
Ding!
The last grain of sand~IndoMTL.com~ finally fell at this moment. For an instant, the grain of sand seemed to have magical properties, and instantly turned into a crazy wave, spreading across the 10,000-meter Jianzong Square.
The audience holds their breath.
Fang Qing finally stood up at this moment. She was independent from the world, and whispered softly with a voice sufficient for the audience to hear clearly: "The auspicious hour is here, disciples, I officially announce here. Our annual disciple contest is now, officially, start!"
"Oh oh oh!!!"
At that moment, the audience was boiling.
Fang Qing announced the opening of the competition. The elders in charge of law enforcement came from the station and announced: "The competition is open. This competition is divided into three stages. The first stage is the one-million-dollar audition. Millions of disciples are divided into fifteen battlefields to conduct auditions. In each audition, fifty winners will come to the fore. They will have a chance to enter the second stage. Now, I will start to allocate teams!"
After saying that, the elder's palms kneaded, and millions of lights and shadows shot out in an instant. From the high platform in the center, a screen of phantom shadows hovered, and the names of fifteen groups of disciples were listed vertically and horizontally above.