Sword God

In a pavilion, the main building of Tianjiao is no longer the original thirty or so, but it has expanded to a lineup of more than fifty people, because there are twenty of them, which are divided into buildings. After a disastrous defeat, he started thinking, withdrew from the Siji League and joined the headquarters camp.

It's just that the attitude of the Tianjiao people in the main building is not very kind, but there is no way to endure it in order to cultivate resources.

"In another month, a new round of confrontation will begin. This time, all the resources will be occupied."

Except for the first confrontation, the confrontation in the future is dominated by the Tianjiao camp of the main building, and even won a big victory, while the side of the four-pole alliance in the branch building was a disastrous defeat.

Now, another ten years have passed, and a new round of confrontation is coming.

Except for the first time, the main building Tianjiao has won many times. The slant of resources makes them more efficient in practice and more powerful one by one.

Over the past few decades, there have been a few successful gods who have retired from the battle array, but there are also new Tianjiao rises and join them.

On the Qingfeng list, a total of four people in the Siji League are now included, occupying the seventh, eighth, ninth and tenth places, only because the two Qingfeng list masters who originally belonged to the main building ranked first and The two of the second are in a divine relationship.

The original third place became the first, and although the newly-growing general building Tianjiao has made rapid progress, it still does not have enough strength to rush into the Qingfeng list.

"I'm going to challenge to regain a place on the breeze list." Tian Jiao, a general manager, smiled with a surprising confidence in his tone, because his strength has notably improved a while ago.

"Okay, if you can regain a place in the breeze list before the confrontation, it will be a blow to the Siji League."

In the Sijimeng League, the atmosphere is heavy and serious relative to the headquarters camp.

"The confrontation one month later, no matter what, we must seize more resources." Luo Shuning said.

The psychological impact of many failures is unimaginable.

In the current four-pole alliance, the number of personnel is even less than twenty, which is also a disguised blow.

Therefore, they desperately need a victory.

However, it is too difficult. At the level of top experts, the Siji League is still not as good as the headquarters camp.

Chen Zong sat in a corner, without saying a word, the whole heart is still working, while listening to the words of everyone, while practicing continuously.

Over the years, although not much resources are available, Chen Zong's strength is indeed improving and becoming stronger.

Even so, Chen Zong still has little assurance that he can defeat Tie Jianling, because while he is improving, Tie Jianling is also improving and stronger.

The main building of Xinfeng Building is an emperor-level force. It is the top arrogance that can be selected to participate in the battle. Each one is very extraordinary in terms of cultivation talent and perception. With such rich resources to help, it will not stay in place.

Even if Chen Zong has the ambition and superb understanding, but the strength has reached the point where it is today, every point of diligence is very rare. After all, it is already approaching the limit.

In addition to the lack of resources, although Chen Zong's strength has not been greatly improved, he still can not suppress the Tianjiao of the main building. Among the Tianjiao of the main building, there are many more people than Chen Zongqiang.

In those few confrontations, Chen Zong was deliberately targeted by the main building. Tie Jianling and other high-ranking masters on the Qingfeng list would all deal with Chen Zong, causing Chen Zong to lose again and again.

This is also the treatment of Chen Zong's refusal to withdraw from the Siji League and join the headquarters camp.

That feeling, in all fairness, was really stifling.

But Chen Zong did not get crazy because of it. Even if he was targeted again and again, he did his best to fight one. It was regarded as a kind of tempering for himself, and the tempering was used to improve himself. This kind of mentality is too amazing. Too.

Now, a new round of confrontation is coming. Chen Zong also knows that this time he will be targeted as well, but he doesn't know which master will deal with himself.

But no matter which main building is Tianjiao to deal with himself, it is a sharpening for himself.

Time flies and another ten days pass.

Chen Zong was retreating in the pavilion, and suddenly, a mark appeared on his body. The mark looked very mysterious and complicated, and the breath filled with it was incomparable and beyond description.

When it was too late to check, the imprint filled with an indescribable force, and wrapped Chen Zong's body in an instant, as if in a moment, submerged into the depths of the void and disappeared directly.

At the moment when the imprint released its mysterious and unpredictable power, in the depths of the main building, in the darkness, suddenly a pair of eyes opened, and the fine awn that burst out in an instant, as if smashing the sky, beyond time and space, there is a kind of Inexplicable divinity.

Immediately, there was a trace of doubt and perplexity in the eyes like gods, as if there was a magical invisible power spreading out, covering all the Xinfeng Tower, but there was no feeling.

After a few breaths, the eyes closed with a trace of perplexity.

Chen Zong felt that his body seemed to be shattered, turned into countless particles, and traveled through time and space.

Immediately, they reunited quickly.

This is a hall. It looks very empty and mighty. The dome with a height of several thousand meters hangs the sun, moon and stars. All the layout around it is like the mountains, rivers, rivers and trees. It has a lifelike feeling.

The aura filled here makes Chen Zong have a familiar feeling.

The breath of the world's way.

Chen Zong suddenly realized that here is the remains of the Lord of the World.

It turned out that a hundred years had passed since the relic of the last time he entered the world.

Hundreds of years ago, when I first entered the ruins of the Lord of the world, I was only at the level of the small polar world. Now, I have reached the level of the true super polar world, and I have been listed in the list of gods, and I have become one of the entire vast universe. One of the third realm masters.

A hundred years of time is a huge improvement. Speaking out will definitely shock many people.

Of course, it is not just Chen Zong who is so vast in the universe and able to ascend so quickly.

In addition to Chen Zong, the other two figures also condensed out at the same time, appearing here, the breath fluctuating from his body seems to be a super-polar level.

As soon as the two appeared, their eyes swept quickly, and they reacted in time, sweeping toward the other two with hostility.

Because they all remember very clearly, if you want to truly get the inheritance of the Lord of the World, you must pass the test of this last level, that is, choose one of the three.

The other two are their competitors and enemies.

Lord of the world, an ancient seventh-level emperor-level strongman, how amazing is his inheritance, once it is obtained, it is enough for them to produce a magnificent transformation, the future is unlimited, even if the future can not achieve the seventh realm It is estimated that the sixth-level emperor-level strong can achieve a powerful name in one side of the universe and even one side of the territory.

In an instant, the eyes of the two were red.

"First of all, congratulations, you have all been alive in the past 100 years." A voice sounded, a hundred years ago, the voice of the master and servant of the world: "Secondly, your strength has been greatly improved compared to 100 years ago. "

A thin old man's figure also appeared as the sound rang.

As soon as the old man appeared, his eyes swept across three people, and then fell on Chen Zong's body, and there seemed to be a flash of surprise in his eyes.

It seemed to be surprised for Chen Zong. At that moment, the eyes of the thin monkey old man swept away, and Chen Zong gave birth to a feeling of being seen through.

"According to the regulations, one hundred years have passed, and only three of you can really get the inheritance of the Lord." The thin monkey old man withdrew his eyes and carried his hands calmly: "So, who can really get the Lord?" Your heritage depends on your strength."

"Go ahead, whoever wins can truly become the successor of the Lord." The thin monkey old man said with a smile, his eyes swept away.

The moment when the words of the thin monkey old man fell, all of a sudden, the two immediately broke out, releasing the most powerful force in an instant, and suddenly shot.

The weapons used by the two men, one with a long sword and the other with a glove, all possessed the mighty power of the inferior Taoist Divine Soldier, and once shot, that strength was also terrible.

And their shot, as if there had been deliberations, directly aimed at Chen Zong.

In fact, the two of them had met each other before and had fought once. As a result, regardless of victory or defeat, they made an appointment. Once the battle was over, they would first join forces to get rid of the third person. Victory or defeat.

Chen Zongwan didn't expect that he was targeted.

However, Chen Zong was not afraid at all.

Because these two people's attacks are very strong, they are really super extreme masters, but compared with themselves, they are really nothing. Perhaps, they are already qualified to hit the gods list, but the rankings can't be as high as .

Pull the sword!

Suddenly, the sword of the Great Thousand Worlds came out of the sheath, and a stunning and extremely overbearing sword light was killed in an instant. The mighty power was extremely strong, and the sword gas was surging.

Mountains and rivers in the world of swordsmanship!

This sword, under Chen Zong's uninterrupted cultivation, has initially reached the level of a top-grade star-level learning, powerful and arrogant, and the two men have no disguise about Chen Zong's murderous intentions. Chen Zong's sword, also Mercilessly.

cut!

Under the sword of the mountains and rivers, the two's attacks were smashed in a flash, and the potential was like a bamboo shoot, and they were directly crushed by countless.

"No!" The two men's faces changed greatly, and they were extremely frightened. They tried to resist Chen Zong's sword in spite of all the explosive power. However, to no avail, the gap in strength was too obvious.

Even if the sword of Zhenshanhe initially reached the top grade starry, its power is not something they can resist.

A sword was cut, destroying everything directly, crushing the bodies of the two of them like dust, leaving only the two Taoist soldiers in place, radiating bursts of light.

"Okay." The thin monkey old man's eyes could not help but he clearly remembered that Chen Zong only a hundred years ago was at the level of a small polar world. Now, he has such power to kill some really super polar worlds like chopping vegetables. Cut melon.

"Perhaps, he has patience to get the most core inheritance of the Lord." The thin monkey old man could not help secretly.