Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

Three days later.

Cangyun Immortal Palace has welcomed many distinguished guests, and the martial arts arena is already crowded with people.

More than a thousand disciples from the inner sect were all present, standing in line outside the martial arts arena, Shengxue in white clothes had an extraordinary demeanor, and there were many talented people everywhere.

Behind the disciples of the inner sect, there are tens of thousands of disciples of the outer sect, standing solemnly and quietly, wearing gray long clothes with awe-inspiring immortality. There is no immortal immortal that ordinary people look up to.

Any person can be called the proud son of heaven who is difficult to look up to.

Ordinary casual cultivators would probably find it difficult to raise their heads here, being overwhelmed by this terrifying formation, even standing still in it would feel ashamed.

This is the strength of Cangyun Immortal Palace, and it is also the foundation of the Heavenly Rank Sect.

But today, these tens of thousands of arrogances are also difficult to shine.

The focus of the audience was on the two people standing still in the martial arts arena.

As a contemporary senior sister, Zhong Limeng naturally stood quietly on the right, while Fu Haotian held a cloud fan and stood on the left with a calm and confident face.

This man and a woman attracted tens of thousands of eyes. The chief disciple of Cangyun Tiangong will be born among them, and the future master of Tiangong is right in front of his eyes.

The two are like the sun and the moon, the light covering the starlight behind them.

Before the Chief Ceremony started, countless eyes had already been attracted by these two people. A depressive and tense atmosphere spread silently in the martial field.

The clouds curl up, and the rays of the sun reverberate.

Even though there was a peaceful scene all around, the many disciples behind him were already in fear, and their breathing became more cautious.

Long wait.

A young disciple withdrew his gaze and nervously transmitted sound to the senior brother beside him.

"Brother, do you think Senior Sister Zhongli is better than Fu Haotian?"

The middle-aged man frowned upon hearing the sound, not daring to look at him with pity.

"The outcome is unpredictable..."

"Our brothers and sisters tried our best to search and hunt demons to the death, but Fu Haotian invited many experts to help, and it was not me.

We can compare, we can only do our best and obey the destiny. "

Hearing the sound, the young man's face became more solemn, and worry began to emerge.

"Senior brother, we are not even afraid of death. Those heavenly masters may not dare to disperse the demon hunters. I believe our results are no less than theirs!"

"If you're afraid, you're afraid, what kind of tricks Fu Haotian, a hypocrite, is doing in secret."

The middle-aged man nodded when he heard the sound, his face darkened a bit.

"It's possible."

"However, with the presence of the palace lord and other senior officials of Tianzong today, Fu Haotian's family background is extraordinary, and he has not yet reached the point where he can cover the sky with one hand."

"Win or lose, I believe in my own opinion!"

"Everything is determined by the number of demon corpses!"

The young man nodded upon hearing the sound, secretly clenched his fists in his sleeves.

When they transmitted the sound, several figures appeared in the void, with a tyrannical aura that was terrifying and extraordinary. Once they appeared, the atmosphere in the room was even more tense and solemn!

Many distinguished guests came to the seats on the stage, exuding extraordinary aura, with an unfathomable aura emanating from their bodies, and even their faces were shrouded in dense aura, making it difficult for ordinary people to see clearly.

Even if they just stand still, they are like several gods, and the eyes overlooking them radiate a terrifying pressure that is frightening.

immediately.

Countless disciples looked at him reverently, whispering in surprise.

"That senior is dressed in a fire robe, full of the power of Zhiyang Dao, isn't he the legendary real person of Nine Fires?"

"Legends have it that Master Nine Fires was a Heaven-rank second-rank cultivator tens of thousands of years ago, and was in charge of the Lihuo Heavenly Sect. I didn't expect that even this senior came here!"

"The beautiful senior next to me, could it be that I am the number one expert in the Nanli Heaven Realm, Misty Moon Xuanji?"

"Look! There is also Yuan Zhenzi, the head of the Wanhai Taoist sect!"

"That one is the great elder of Qianyuan Tianmen, senior Jiang Xuran, the real

Heavenly master! "

"Hiss! All the senior officials of the seven Tianzong sects in Nanli Tianjing have attended. It is truly a once-in-a-millennium event!"

The outer disciples were surprised and shocked, and couldn't help but transmit the sound again and again.

Although they are Tianzong disciples, their cultivation and knowledge are relatively limited. They have never seen such a battle, and they are already in awe when they meet the elders of their sect on weekdays.

At this moment, witnessing the demeanor of many seniors in the rumors, the honor has overflowed his eyes.

In contrast, the disciples of the inner sect were relatively calm, but there was a bit of excitement in their eyes, and they did not lose the demeanor of the disciples of the Tianzong, standing as steadily as a pine.

Occasionally, a few people looked back and cast a cold voice.

"The distinguished guests are in front of you. If you are so rude, wouldn't you insult the prestige of Tiangong?"

"My Cangyun Heavenly Palace has been inherited for tens of thousands of years. It is only natural that the Chief Ceremony has attracted many distinguished guests. What's the fuss?"

A few haughty words immediately suppressed the outer disciples' expressions.

The scene finally calmed down, but the excitement was hard to suppress.

Tens of thousands of Tianjiao looked expectant, and all turned their eyes to the VIP seats on the stage.

The seven distinguished guests just stood still, still making people feel a terrible sense of oppression, surrounded by the mysterious power of the Great Dao, even the elders of Cangyun Tiangong could only stand quietly under the jade steps, not daring to stand side by side with these eight.

Sudden.

The seven masters raised their eyes together, and the sky was full of light.

Immediately afterwards, the ripples in the void spread layer by layer, and the sky was filled with rays of light like a lake.

Witnessing such a vision, the eyes of the seven people shone brightly.

The old man in the fire robe stroked his beard and laughed loudly, his terrifying power swept the audience like waves!

"Hahaha!"

"Short thousand

I haven't seen you in a year, but the master of Nanli Palace has advanced so far. This kind of talent, the old man is really ashamed of himself. "

With a casual smile, the power of the avenue swept across like a sea tide.

Tens of thousands of Tiangong disciples were pale and swayed as if facing a storm.

Only a few hundred

Elite disciples can barely stabilize their figure.

Zhong Limeng and Fu Haotian's faces were solemn, but their dresses were light.

Such a good performance immediately attracted the praise of the seven masters, and at the same time they cast their eyes on Dangkong.

Finally, the ripples in the void stopped.

A middle-aged man in a long white shirt stepped out with his hands behind his back.

The appearance is handsome and extraordinary, younger than the masters in the field, but his expression is calm, without any pressure.

step.

Stepping out of the void.

two steps.

Climb to the seat on the stage and slowly cup your hands.

"Everyone, stay safe."

With a word of calm, the power of the avenue all around returned to calm, without any waves, as if everything dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

The old man in the fire robe showed fear in his eyes, and also clasped his fists in salute.

"Palace Master Nanli, it's been a long time."

Except Obscure Moon Xuan Ji who nodded indifferently, the other masters also saluted one after another with respect in their eyes.

"Palace Master Nanli is very polite."

Xiantu respects martial arts.

Nanli Qingming has only been cultivated for 10,000 years. In front of this old monster, he is almost a junior, but he can not lose the wind at all, which is enough to make the seven masters stand in awe.

Regardless of his cultivation level or age, this contemporary Heavenly Palace Lord has been treated as an equal, and he is even slightly better than him.

Nanli Qingming smiled elegantly, without any affectation.

As the master, he took the lead in sitting on the big chair, then stretched out his hand to greet him, and smiled at the seven masters of Tianzong.

"Everyone, please take a seat."

"Today is the chief ceremony of my Heavenly Palace. I take the liberty to invite all of you to come and be a witness. If there is anything wrong with the reception, I hope Haihan."

Nanli Qingming speaks calmly, with a smile on his face, and the gesture of reaching out his hand is very elegant, which makes people feel like spring breeze.

The masters of the seven sects were also very polite, taking the conversation and exchanging greetings to give them enough face.

"Master Nanli's words are serious. I am not very honored to be able to witness the grand ceremony of your palace."

"good

, the background of Cangyun Tiangong is extraordinary, and the two disciples of Guigong are very talented, they are both dragons and phoenixes among the people! "

"Well, being able to witness the grand ceremony this time is really a good story!"

"This statement is very true. I think your palace Fu Haotian has a profound cultivation base, and he is truly an incomparable talent."

"Indeed, Fu Haotian's future is limitless!"

Just a few words, full of meaning.

Before the competition for the Chief Ceremony started, among the seven distinguished guests, some people already favored Fu Haotian. This obvious attitude is really intriguing.

The expressions of the disciples outside the martial arts field changed quietly, and different expressions overflowed their faces instantly.

There was a flash of light in Nanli Qingming's eyes, but he just smiled naturally and nodded sideways.

Under the jade steps.

The wrinkled Great Elder made a salute, turned around and announced loudly!

"The chief ceremony begins!"

"Today, witnessed by the palace lord and the seniors of the seven sects, the Chief Ceremony will be held in the Martial Arts Field. Winners and losers will be determined by the number of monster corpses hunted, and the position of chief will be determined!"

"The three-day period has come, Fu Haotian and Zhong Limeng will each show their demon-hunting results!"

"If there is no objection, the two of you will start now!"

The loud sound echoed, and everyone held their breath and looked at the martial field!

Just as Zhong Limeng was solemnly saluting, Fu Haotian suddenly spoke out confidently.

"Wait!"

"Great Elder Mingjian, this disciple has to place an additional bet!"

A deep voice sounded, and everyone was shocked.

The seven masters on the stage watched silently, being attracted by the proud figure, all the disciples around the martial field felt even more tense!

Zhong Limeng also raised his eyes in astonishment, a bad premonition emerged in his eyes!

Up the ante?

The Chief Ceremony is extremely cruel. Once the position of chief is determined by winning or losing, the circumstances of the two contenders will be very different since then, and the consequences of the loser can be imagined.

In the face of such a severe competition, dare to place a bet?

What insane courage!

(end of this chapter)