Mechanical God Emperor

Seven days later, the Warrior Sect Big Bee officially began.

There is a high stage in front of the Grand Arena of the Warrior Sect, sitting on top of it an ordinary elder of the famous Warrior Sect, and some fax disciples who have not been promoted to the rank of Lunar Magician. At the top of the platform sits a palm seat of the branches of the famous Warrior Sect, each of which is a lunar magician or even a Sunday magician.

The Warrior Demon Sect is one of the ten great gates of the Great Cloud Dynasty. Within the Sect, there are countless secrets. If practiced according to different secrets, it evolves into different branches. There are magic peaks specializing in magic pharmacy, alchemy peaks specializing in alchemy, etc.

The outer door disciple of the Zongmen Bi is the day when the palm of the main branches came to pick the inner door disciple. The palmar seats of the major branches select the external disciples they like and offer them a solicitation to join them.

Yang Feng sat on the platform with a big swing, overlooking the grand arena below. Above that altitude, all of them were strong men over astrologers, and he was the only great magician, and he looked very eye-catching.

Not far from Yang Feng, the three of them sat. One of them was a young man with long, bloody hair and shiny, untamed eyes. One is a beautiful young woman dressed in a snow and white magician robe, full of sexy body and long black hair with a full waist. A man is a young man of ordinary body, ordinary appearance, and bright and divine eyes, as if he were capable of sucking into the soul of man.

All three young men and women were vacant, with a powerful vitality field that was distinct from the others, after the palm of the vast branches of the Demonic Sect.

Yang Feng's eyes were also attracted to the three young men and women, and he looked deeply at them.

Wang Zhilan, sitting next to Yang Feng, softly said: “Brother Yang, the three of them are the handed down disciples of the elder, Zhang Lianshan, Zhuo Yifan, the handed down disciple of the elder, and Zhou Feng, the handed down disciple of the elder of the fish King Kong. ”

Wang Zhilan is a star magician, and her soul qualifications are also superior to Level 6. In addition to being a famous disciple of the River One, she is also one of the true disciples of the Warrior Demon Sect.

Yang Feng's eyes suddenly revealed a hint of color.

The elders of the four great wives, such as Wang Yi River, are the four great Ulu Optical Magicians in the War Demon Sect. Even the Lord of the War Demon Sect is only the strong Sunday Magicians. The elders of the four wives pass on the identity of the disciples, which is naturally a few points higher than the regular fax disciples. Likewise, none of the elders' biological disciples is a genius among geniuses.

Wang Zhilan, such a soul genius with six levels of qualifications, has been a rare genius in many Sects for a hundred years. But it was just one of the famous disciples who swayed the river. The elderly apprentice of the four great wives is well known.

After a slight glance at the three young men and women, Yang Feng's gaze fell over the main arena below.

At that time, dozens of arenas had been divided among the great arenas, and nearly tens of thousands of well-known disciples of the warrior sect had gathered around the great arena in a sobering atmosphere.

“How could he sit there!! ”

Among the several well-known disciples of the tens of thousands of warrior sects, a powdered carved jade with bright eyes and teeth, a very beautiful and lovely girl looked at Yang Feng sitting on the high platform, her eyes staring round, and she lost her voice.

A tall, feature-looking woman frowned slightly and lowered her voice: “Sister Jingman, you are sitting there with a real brother-in-law from Zongney, or a real disciple from the elders of the Fourth Mistress, how rude of you. We are just regular and well-known disciples, and the faculty will make it difficult for us to walk in the Sect. ”

The shock in Shu Jingman's eyes slightly converged, recalling the scene from a few years ago, he lowered his voice: “By the way, Master Yong, are you sitting there with the in-laws of the elders? ”

Jiang Rongmei's eyes flashed with envy: “Yes, it is the elders' hands-on disciples sitting there. That's not long ago, he just became Yang Feng, the elder of the Yangtze River, who passed on his disciples! Heard he ventured into Fiso's position as a second-degree magician, killing a semi-decendant strongman in Fiso's position before gaining this qualification. ”

Shu Jingman glistened in his eyes and whispered: “He actually did it!! ”

Jiang Rongmei's eyes flashed with envy and smiled slightly: “Sister Jingman, your soul is talented. As long as you work hard to repair it, there must be hope to become the first-hand disciple of the elders of the Fourth Mistress in the future. ”

Shu Jingman possesses seven levels of subordinate soul talent and is also a remarkable genius within a warrior sect like the cloud. In just a few years, she has also trained in the realm of Level 3 magicians. This pace of practice has been extremely counterproductive, and it is important to know that in the Durando subcontinent many magicians spend their lives trapped in the first-degree magician's realm until old age fails to break through.

Shu Jingman smiled: "Sister, you are amazing too! Ready to break through and become a great magician! ”

Jiang Yingrong gave a bitter smile: “Are you a magician? I practiced for more than a hundred years to touch the threshold of advanced archmage, even advanced archmage, there is no hope of promotion to astrologer in the future. ”

It took more than a hundred years to become an advanced magician. In the Durando subcontinent, he was definitely a genius among geniuses. But in a different warrior sect, there are myriad secrets, myriad knowledge, myriad resources within the warrior sect. In such an environment, it is extremely difficult for people who have advanced masterminds for more than a hundred years to want advanced astrologers.

Shu Jingman was also able to remain silent and looked over the high platform, Yang Feng.

“Pass on the disciple, he really became the handover disciple of the elders who wandered the river!! ”

Of those tens of thousands of well-known disciples, He Feng also stared dead at Yang Feng's figure on the high platform, his eyes filled with envy, jealousy and unwillingness.

He Feng was originally a genius in his family, but after entering the War Demon Sect, he realized that his talents were only superior within the War Demon Sect. Genius is like a cloud in the Warrior Sect. Every step up requires countless effort and strength. Seeing Yang Feng ascend to the heavens one step at a time, he leaps to become the first-hand disciple of the elders of the Fourth Mistress of the Warrior Sect. He Feng's heart is naturally full of jealousy.

Apart from Shu Jingman and He Feng, the tens of thousands of meters of famous disciples often focus on Yang Feng's body full of envy and jealousy.

Yang Feng ignored the eyes of the famous disciples below and watched the tens of thousands of famous disciples fight and fight quietly.

Although the famous disciples have done their best, the spells of the famous disciples are not worth mentioning in the eyes of Yang Feng, who has seen countless major scenes.

A few days later, the contest of the named disciples was completed, and all the top ten named disciples were promoted to the outside disciples before the contest of the outside disciples began.

The disciples outside the warrior sect were basically all powerful men of the rank of great magician, and the battle between them was much better than that between the famous disciples.

A few days later, the exorcism of the exorcist disciples ended, and the top ten exorcists were promoted directly to the inner disciples.

The main powers of the disciples of the inner gate of the warrior sect are the great magicians and astrologers. The top of the inner gate disciples are the strong ones of the rank of astrologer. The battle between them was brilliant, and there were mysterious layers.

Yang Feng looked beneath the big arena and flashed a curiosity in his eyes. He whispered: “That guy seems strong! ”

In the arena, two men stood, one a handsome young man in a green magician's robe. The other was a man with short black hair, dressed in black, and his eyes twinkled with the colour of hegemony, looking as if he were a man in darkness.

Wang Zhilan smiled. “That's the Big Brother of Dark Demon Peak, Brother Sun Yin! The strongest of all this time! It is said that he has enlightened the dark realm! And the repair has reached the middle of the astrologer. ”

Yang Feng touched his chin and smiled slightly: “Do you understand the dark realm? Not bad, huh? ”

Wang Zhilan took a deep look at Yang Feng and glistened in his eyes.

Being able to understand the existence of the realm, wherever it is, is a genius. You know, even within the warrior sect, some of the strong lunar magicians do not understand the realm. Yang Feng had no fear of Zhongsun Shadow, so Wang Zhilan was a little more curious about his strength.

In that big arena.

The young man in the green magician's robe practised the magic of war and gathered to form a set of golden armor over his body, like a golden god of war, spreading horrific fluctuations of power.

The power of the golden warrior gathered by this robe magician fluctuated more than ten times stronger than that of the golden warrior formed by Wu Ziming, obviously he is also one of the top disciples in the inner gate.

Sun Zhongshen's dark eyes filled with a dark smell, a dark field that seemed to devour all the light, suddenly centered on him and swept towards the robe magician.

In one face, that horrible dark realm devoured the robe magician, which was fluctuating late in the astrologer's life.

After more than a dozen breaths, the robe magician was spit out of the dark realm, scarred and unconscious.

Then the elder who presided over the contest flashed with surprise and declared: "Sun Zhongsheng! ”

Zhongsun blinked in his dark eyes and glanced deeply at Yang Feng sitting in the middle of the high stage, revealing a slight smile, which led him to turn and walk down from the top of the grand arena.