Valkyrie

Ling Yuji's momentum became stronger and stronger, her long hair danced wildly, and her skirts surged, and a silver light fell from the sky, pouring into her body.

"She actually attracted Tianluo Xingmang..." Not only Elder Bingyu and others, but even Huang Yihong were shocked.

After Huang Yihong reacted, he couldn't help showing ecstasy. Tianluo was expected to rise, which aroused Tianluo's starlight, indicating that Lingyuji's talent had exceeded the expectations of the elders.

You must know that after the two ancestors of the Tianluo Sect cultivated the Tianluo Wanfa before, it took at least a year or more to arouse the Tianluo Xingguang.

How long has Lingyu Ji been using it?

In less than two months, Tianluo Xingguang has been drawn down, which shows that her potential is still higher than those two ancestors who have cultivated Tianluo Wanfa.

Boom!

A figure suddenly descended from the sky, covering the surrounding area with majestic majesty, and everyone felt the terrifying pressure emanating from this figure.

Elder Bingyu and the others froze instantly.

Compared with Elder Bingyu and others, although those disciples felt the pressure, at most they just felt the pressure. They couldn't feel the specific pressure because the gap was too big.

Only Elder Bingyu and others can clearly feel how terrifying this pressure is.

"See Zuo Envoy Yang Ming." The deacon of Nangong Wudian hurriedly saluted the visitor.

"Get up." Left envoy Yang Ming raised his hand and held back his breath.

The pressure disappeared, and Elder Bingyu and the others realized that their backs had been drenched in cold sweat at some point.

"I've met Zuo Envoy Yang Ming!" Elder Bing Yu and the others hurriedly bowed their hands and saluted, not daring to neglect.

The three deputy envoys of Nangong Martial Palace are all above elders, even the suzerains of the five major sects would show courtesy to these three deputy envoys.

"Are you from the Tianluo Sect?" Left envoy Yang Ming looked at Ling Yuji.

"Yes, Yu Ji is the chief disciple of Tian Luo Sect." Ling Yu Ji responded.

"Your ability is enough to be the chief disciple. Let me ask you, are you willing to practice with me in Nangong Martial Palace?" Zuoshi Yang Ming said.

Those words caused a stir, and the disciples who fought in various battle zones stopped one after another. Even Mo Wu and others sitting on the viewing platform looked at Ling Yuji with strangeness and jealousy.

As the top descendants of the five major sects, there is no suspense for Mo Wu and others to become official members of Nangong Martial Palace, and they are even expected to become outstanding members in the future.

However, it is very difficult to become a top member, it depends on chance.

The best opportunity is to be favored by the high-level officials of Nangong Wudian, for example, the chief deacon, so that you can hope to obtain better resources.

As a result, Ling Yuji was taken by Zuo Shi Yang Ming.

There are only three deputy envoys in Nangong Wudian, and each of them is above the elders. If they can be favored by them, it will be a step up to the sky.

"Yu Ji is willing to practice with Master Zuo Shi." Ling Yuji quickly replied.

"Okay, you come to the envoy's residence tomorrow, and the envoy will arrange for you to practice." Zuo envoy Yang Ming nodded in satisfaction, and disappeared in place after speaking.

Huang Yihong's face was flushed immediately, if Ling Yuji could cling to the high branch of Yang Ming Zuoshi from behind, then the Tianluo Sect would definitely be more prosperous in the future.

And as the team leader this time, he will also add a lot of merit.

At this time, Ling Yuji turned her eyes to Xiao Yu, "You want to avenge that stupid brother of yours, right? You really are a family, and you are all so stupid. But you should be proud that you can die at my hands Yes. After all, the people who will be killed by me in the future are all genius-level martial artists. Although you are not counted, you have gained a little bit of light."

After finishing speaking, Ling Yuji pointed at Xiao Yu's eyebrows.

……

In the sky clock area of ​​the virtual world.

Xiao Yun's body was full of strong sword intent, and he fought with nine virtual sword repairmen. The fine iron saber was already covered with dense cracks, and it might burst at any time.

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

The sword intent swept past, and the nine imaginary sword cultivators retreated one after another, and released their power to dissolve the invincible sword intent.

"Always close."

Xiao Yun consumed a lot of power, and he was still unable to kill the nine virtual knife cultivators.

If after a while, if you still can't kill them, you will fail, and once you fail, you will lose the qualification to step into Nangong Wudian.

The deadline for taking back the Wuling Seed is approaching, and once it exceeds three months, the Wuling Seed will no longer be taken back.

Suddenly, Xiao Yun saw that nine Xuhua Daoxiu were able to make a move.

He didn't notice it before, but now Xiao Yun found out that although the attacks of the nine Void Sword Masters were all different, they were actually the same.

At that moment, Xiao Yun suddenly realized.

The blade pulse, blade bone, and blade soul are three completely different things, how could they be completely fused together.The combination of the three is not a superficial fusion, but a unique fusion.

They are all self-made.

Whether it is the pulse of the knife, the bone of the knife, or the soul of the knife, they are all transformed from one's own body.

Xiao Yun's heart suddenly became enlightened, and the horse-cutting knife glowed with unprecedented sharpness.

……

The road of life and death.

A black-haired old man wearing a black gold martial robe and elegant manner slowly emerged. He couldn't help but glanced at the white-haired old man, "Brother, I haven't seen you for three years. You are older than before."

The white-haired old man still had his eyes closed, as if he didn't want to pay attention.

"The times have changed, and you still want to stick to the tradition? The South Court is almost extinct except for you. Why are you so stubborn. The current Nangong Wudian has no distinction between the North and the South."

"Brother, as long as you nod your head, I will immediately open a branch hall for you, let you reopen the lintel and recruit new disciples, at worst, how about I name you the South Court branch hall?" said the old man in the black gold martial robe.

The white-haired old man remained motionless like dead wood.

The smile of the old man in the black gold martial robe disappeared, and he stared coldly at the white-haired old man, "Senior brother, as the master of the Nangong Martial Palace, I have given you concessions over and over again, but you have never done anything wrong. Move, what do you want from me?"

"As long as I don't die, the South Courtyard will still be here." The white-haired old man said with his eyes still closed.

"Senior brother, you are too stubborn. Can't you see why your south courtyard has not been completed like this? Stick to this road of life and death, and use this as the standard for accepting apprentices? Who can pass the road of life and death? Who can ring the bell?" The sky bell? For thousands of years, there are only three people who have rang the sky bell in our Nangong Martial Palace."

The old man in the black gold martial robe said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, the times have changed. Now is not the past. You should recognize the facts now."

"The ways are different, so we don't conspire with each other." The white-haired old man opened his eyes and said lightly.

"Senior brother, I advise you to stop being so wild, no one has rang the sky bell in the past 20 years, and there will be no more disciples like that." The old man in the black gold martial robe said, shaking his head.

Boom!

There was a loud noise that shook the sky suddenly, as if the evening drum and the morning bell were being rung, the sound not only entered the ears, but also entered the hearts of people, making people's hearts tremble uncontrollably.

"The sky bell is ringing..." The old man in the black gold martial robe was stunned.

"It finally rang." The white-haired old man's dim eyes were filled with surprise.

Boom!

The sky-shaking bang sounded again.

"Twice..."

The old man in the black gold martial robe was stunned, and the white-haired old man also showed surprise. Obviously, they didn't expect the sky clock to ring for the second time.

Boom!Boom!thump...

One sound after another, a full ten times.

"Ten rings..." The white-haired old man was shocked.

"Since its existence, there has never been ten rings..." The old man in the black gold martial robe took a deep breath, his expression full of disbelief.

call out!

The white-haired old man turned into white light and burst through the air.

Seeing this, the old man in the black gold martial robe changed his expression slightly, and couldn't help turning into a black light to follow.