The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 2088: The battle of the upper 9 peaks

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The divine cloud in the sky has not dispersed for a long time, and it is as strong as golden paint, and the sounds of various avenues reverberate for thousands of miles.

The ceremonies are sacred and magnificent. There really seems to be gods whispering between the heavens and the earth, and everyone's expressions are quite solemn.

When Lin Yun was talking with Zi Lei Half Sage, the ceremony was held in an orderly manner according to the established steps.

By noon, the divine cloud in the sky was glowing golden yellow, as smooth as a mirror.

One by one mysterious characters, like being hung by invisible silk threads, hang down from the sky one by one.

Many sacred masters who had closed their eyes for enlightenment at this time also stood slowly and opened their eyes, looking at the vision in the sky, whispering to each other.

"The seventy-two peaks of the Heavenly Dao Sect were all opened up in ancient times by powerful emperors. The battle for the upper nine peaks has been around for a long time. Today, under the witness of your ancestors, the battle for the upper nine peaks is reopened!"

The Great Sage Thousand Feathers spoke again on the high platform, his voice resounding loudly and vicissitudes of life.

"Yuqingfeng!"

"Worship Jianfeng!"

"Tiangang Peak!"

"Dixiaofeng!"

"Lei Yunfeng!"

"Yuhuofeng!"

"Tian Xuefeng!"

"Streamer Peak!"

"Chaoyunfeng!"

……

With the voice of the Great Sage Thousand Feathers, the peak masters and saints of the upper nine peaks climbed onto the altar one by one.

In a short while, nine saints looked awkward or indifferent, looking all around, looking at the many disciples of the Seventy-two Peaks under the square.

They are the saints sent by Shang Jiufeng. They all have semi-holy cultivation in the Tianyuan realm. They are all over fifty years old, and the oldest one is one hundred years old.

The cultivation base has reached the semi-sacred realm. One hundred years old cannot be regarded as an old person, at most it can only be regarded as a mature man, and there are hundreds of years of life to live.

"Among the upper nine peaks, Tiangang Peak has the strongest foundation strength and is unique. The other eight peaks are slightly weaker, but even so, the weakest is also the strongest of the Tianyuan realm."

Zilei half-sage said: "I didn't lie to you, this is the battle of Jiufeng, you'd better not join in the fun, just wait for you to go up."

He is still making the final persuasion, hoping that Lin Yun will not be arrogant, and there is no need to fight for the place in Jiufeng.

Lin Yun smiled, noncommittal.

The nine people on the square are indeed masters of the Heavenly Origin Realm, and their cultivation level can be said to be unfathomable.

"Wang Zai of Tiangang Peak, it is estimated that no one dares to challenge, so the other eight people can give it a try."

"It's not really meaningful. People who go to Jiufeng can fail three times. Even if they defeat one person, they can still defeat two people in a row."

"The ranking of Jiufeng has not changed in hundreds of years, and it is estimated to be the same this year."

……

Lin Yun heard the surrounding disciples whispering, and then realized that Shang Jiufeng's disciples were almost all from the four major families.

Now this battle of the Nine Peaks is the same as the ritual of summoning the Emperor Sword, it is just a cutscene, only the symbolic meaning is left.

After the Great Sage Thousand Feathers finished speaking the rules, the battle for the upper nine peaks officially began.

The guests from all walks of life on the high platform also showed a look of interest, wanting to see how strong the top saint of the Heavenly Dao Sect is.

A holy place, the strong in the holy realm can be regarded as a facade, but whether it is really strong or not depends on the combat effectiveness of the semi-holy.

After all, in this era, sacred realm powerhouses rarely take action, and the fall of sacred realm powerhouses is extremely rare.

"Qianshan Peak Zhao Junliang, come and challenge!"

In a short time, one person flew onto the battle platform and challenged Liu Guangfeng.

The saint sent by Liu Guangfeng is extremely young, but in his fifties, his name is Zhang Mu.

Zhang Muqi Yuxuanang said with a smile: "You don't think I'm young, you have a chance, do you?"

"Who knows if I don't try?"

Zhao Junliang fought against each other.

Qianshan Peak ranks high in the Seventy-two Peaks, and has always coveted the quota of Shangjiu Peak. Zhao Junliang came with hope.

"Oh, don't know what you can do."

Zhang Mu was very arrogant, not very polite, and took the lead with a sneer.

Huh!

Almost instantly, there were only two vague shadows left on the stage, each of them constantly fighting each other with their unique skills.

The two have the same level of cultivation, and they are both in the first stage of the Heavenly Origin Realm.

Boom!

They lit the sacred fire of heaven, each with the blessing of six heavenly prestige, and every move carried the great heavenly prestige.

Even the long-lasting divine cloud in the sky has some ripples.

If it is the place of the battle, not the place of this altar, the two of them can stir the situation and make the world pale.

The two seem to be equal, and neither of them has completely suppressed each other.

The people of Qianshan Peak saw this scene, their eyes were bright, and their expressions became especially excited.

It seems that there is a chance to fight.

But no one expected that the situation suddenly changed, and Zhang Mu burst into golden light, and it seemed like a dragon's voice was violent.

Zhao Junliang vomited a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was directly blasted out. The destiny sacred flame on his body quickly dimmed, and the people at Qianshan Peak were greatly taken aback.

"Don't be ashamed of this strength." Zhang Mu smiled coldly, showing disdain.

Everyone realized that their strength was not at the same level at all.

Even if they are both at the same level in the Holy Fire Realm, there is still a gap in strength.

Take a closer look, and there are only ten moves between the two.

This battle dimmed many people's eyes, and their expressions looked rather helpless.

Except for Wang Zai of Tiangang Peak, the other eight peaks have successively accepted the challenge.

Most battles ended within 50 moves, and challengers were all defeated without exception.

Some people still lost quite miserably. The Tianyuan semi-sage who is also in the Holy Fire realm, the gap is so big that it makes people stunned.

The saints on the upper nine peaks also showed extremely powerful strength, and each of them was unskilled.

For the VIP seat, Ji Zixi said in deep thought: "The disciples of the upper nine peaks are so strong, far from the other peaks. Looking at it this way, the strength of the semi-sacred realm of Tiandaozong is still quite strong."

An old man next to her smiled and said: "It looks like this on the surface, but if you look closely, you will find that the people sent by Shangjiufeng are almost all saints from the four major families."

"Shang Jiufeng is almost monopolized by the four big families. If these four big families work together, it's okay, once they have their own minds. This day Dao Sect... is a bit interesting."

The old man Mai smiled and didn't say much.

The Tiandaozong has no suzerain for a long time, and it is not a secret in the six sacred places of the Eastern Wilderness that things are maintained by the four major families.

Now it seems that the rumors are true.

The battle at Shangjiufeng was quite fierce at first, and gradually became a little boring. After all, this scene is always one-sided, so naturally there will be no waves.

Probably the next stage, when the nine peaks compete for the top spot, will it become more lively.

The top spot can be topped, not to mention other benefits, just this ranking is worth fighting for.

"Venerable Tianlong, do you want to come up and play?"

Zhang Mu, who defeated his opponent on the stage, swept his eyes and fell on Lin Yun among the crowd.

He has a dull expression, a provocative look, and a playful smile on his face.

When the voice fell, it immediately caused an uproar.

The countless eyes on and off the stage all fell on Lin Yun.

Shortly after the end of the Green Dragon Feast, Ye Qingtian's name resounded throughout Kunlun, and it can be said that the limelight is flourishing.

The reputation is so big that no one knows.

But there is no age limit in the battle of the upper nine peaks, and the opponents have more or less mastery of the holy fire's Tianyuan half-sage.

As we all know, there is a world of difference between the half-sage of Tianyuan and the half-sage of Ziyuan realm. Once the holy fire comes out, it can almost easily crush the latter.

Ye Qingtian would have cultivated in the Purple Origin Realm at most for such a small amount of time, and it would be impossible to reach the peak realm.

With his state, he cannot participate in this kind of competition.

"Yes."

Lin Yun smiled and responded directly.

"Huh?"

Lin Yun's unexpected answer shocked everyone, but he agreed?

What's the joke?

"This guy...what is he doing, is he really not afraid to lose his reputation as Venerable Heavenly Dragon?"

The little princess of Shenhuang Mountain frowned slightly, doubting.

Not only him, but everyone else seemed quite shocked.

Fighting against Zhang Mu didn't have the slightest benefit. Luckily, you won. You are Venerable Tianlong. You should have won. Zhang Mu didn't lose at all.

But once he loses, Zhang Mu will inevitably push his nose to his face, saying that Venerable Tianlong is nothing but this, and it can cause a crit on Lin Yun.

His reputation before, I'm afraid it will fall to the bottom in an instant.

It was passed out that Venerable Tianlong did not do his best to challenge Tianyuan Semi-Holy, and the result was a complete failure.

Even Zhang Mu himself was taken aback, he just talked about mouth addiction casually.

I never thought that the other party would really agree.

The other saints who were on the Nine Peaks all lit up and looked at Lin Yun one after another.

The corners of their mouths smiled. If this guy was willing to come out, it would be much more interesting than the saints of the other peaks.

Who doesn't want to step Venerable Tianlong under his feet?

Maybe,

He won't catch up after a year, but the fact that he stepped on his feet is enough to brag for a lifetime.

Think boldly, maybe it will take away his luck!

Huh!

Wang Zai of Tiangang Peak smiled contemptuously, his expression was cold and arrogant, not only did not put Lin Yun in his eyes, but also did not put other people on Jiufeng in his eyes.

Not promising...Wang Zai said coldly in his heart and closed his eyes directly.

Venerable Heavenly Dragon in the Purple Origin Realm, what sense of accomplishment can he feel even if he stepped under his feet?

"What are you talking about?"

Zhang Mu looked excited, and wanted the other party to confirm.

"I said, yes."

Lin Yun smiled, standing up flat, and directly onto the vast platform.

"This is your initiative to come up, I didn't force you!"

Zhang Mu looked excited, and his face was full of excitement.

"Natural."

Lin Yun calmly said.

"Offended!"

Zhang Mu was ecstatic, and the destiny sacred flame was released directly, and the flames burning with the sacred flame bathed his whole body.

Boom!

A violent coercion swept across, Lin Yun was caught off guard and took a few steps back.

"Is this the sacred fire of the destiny? There is something..."

Lin Yun looked calm and muttered to himself.

He has been observing for a long time below, and has a general understanding of the Destiny Sacred Fire, but after the real contact, he found that he still underestimated it.

Take advantage of the power of the sky to blend with the sky.

Boom!

It's not over yet, the six-fold sky curtain is like a curtain, which rises round by round behind Zhang Mu.

The power of the holy fire in him has become more and more terrifying.

It can be clearly seen that there are many patterns lingering in the holy flame, which at first glance is the rules of the holy way.

"Little rookie..."

Zhang Mu showed contempt at the corner of his mouth. Ye Qingtian had no experience at first glance, and he had never played against Tianyuan Half Saint in the Holy Fire Realm.

He intends to fight quickly and end the battle within ten moves.

Huh!

Zhang Mu directly rushed over, the violent power of the holy fire squeezed the air into ripples, and his figure became blurred in Lin Yun's eyes.

This is not a crush on physical fitness, pure fragmentation is the advantage brought by the Holy Fire Realm, not the same realm, and it is impossible to see his whereabouts at all.

"Streamer Cut!"

Zhang Muji made a killer move, slashed out with a palm, and countless streams of light flew like fireflies, gathered into a hundred-zhang swordsman, and smashed down.

Chang!

Lin Yun drew his sword out of its sheath to block the blow, taking another two steps back.

"Within ten strokes, I will defeat you!"

When Zhang Mu saw this, he was more confident, and his shot speed became faster.

Lin Yun looked calm and seemed to be backing up constantly, but in fact he was just adapting to the pressure of the Holy Fire Realm.

It seems...but so?

Lin Yun frowned, feeling strange in his heart, whether he was overly cautious, didn't Peak Master Zi Lei say that the Holy Fire Realm is terrifying?

"It's too late to regret now, Venerable Tianlong, that's it!" Zhang Mu saw Lin Yun frown, thinking he was afraid, and suddenly laughed wildly.

Lin Yun woke up in shock, not having much scruples, raised his hand and attacked directly.

Boom!

The purple sacred glory bloomed on him, and the avenue of wind and avenue of thunder erupted at the same time. Under the blessing of the rules of the sacred path, the will of Feng and thunder skyrocketed wildly.

For an instant, the blue dragon roared and trembled in all directions, and the bright and dazzling sword light pierced the heavenly clouds.

Before Zhang Mu could react in the future, he was pierced by the holy fire, and the sky was shattered one after another.

The burial flower was like a broken bamboo, a sword swept out, and Lin Yun directly cleaved him out.

Crack!

The holy armor broke~IndoMTL.com~ Blood was splashed, the ribs were broken, the internal organs were torn, and Zhang Mu was almost split in half.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

He was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, propped up his hands and kept backing away.

This scene shocked everyone, and everyone looked at it incredible.

What the **** is this?

Just after the ten moves, a sword scared the Holy Fire Realm Tianyuan Semi-Holy to stupid?

Lin Yun was a little surprised, and immediately looked dull. The human who looked towards Liuguangfeng said: "Sorry, my sword seems to be too sharp."

When the people at Liuguangfeng heard this, their expressions turned pale and ugly.

Is this a sword problem?

It's clearly a human problem!