I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Shengzong Chaoyang is located to the east of Kunlun Sanctuary.

There are red sun stones growing everywhere, and there are crimson mountain peaks towering. Sometimes there are three-day visions in the sky, and the essence of the sun can forge the flesh of living beings. It is an extremely rare holy place for spiritual practice.

The monks of the Chaoyang Sect and the immortals will have three suns on their robes. This is a sign of identity and a holy place. They also practice the path of the sun.

Xuanxian Qinghai led An Bulang and others to begin to tour this famous sacred place.

Wang Feng and Wang Wenjun of the Wentian clan looked at the incomparably rich spiritual energy and immortal energy in front of him. It could be said that he was overwhelmed with excitement and shouted. This is an unprecedented sacred place for cultivation. They made the most correct choice!

Many cultivators in Hongmeng Continent are still hesitating whether to go up, they are the first batch to decide.

Almost all members of the Lang League came up, but they were randomly assigned to the many holy sects in the four sanctuary.

An Bulang is not worried about Langmeng and others, and believes that they can break through the sects everywhere.

"The Hongmeng universe is vast and vast, with countless galaxies. In this vast world, there are thousands of races contending for glory. In the central star region, the power of cultivation is the strongest, with ten sanctuary areas. They occupy the essence of the universe, inheritance The immortal fate that will never die is the holy place of cultivation that every strong person yearns for..."

"The ten sanctuary are Yin and Yang Sanctuary, Liujin Sanctuary, Purple Star Sanctuary, Kunlun Sanctuary, Zhenwu Sanctuary, Dream Soul Sanctuary, Fei Xian Sanctuary, Wild Sanctuary, Bright Sanctuary, Void Sanctuary."

"Among them, Kunlun Sanctuary has millions of cultivation powers, and there are countless strong ones. Even the immortal-level powers that sit in the town have more than 1,000, and our Chaoyang Sect is ranked ninth!"

Qing Hai led the crowd to visit this sacred place, while explaining the division of power.

Wang Feng and Wang Wenjun of the Wentian clan can also imagine how powerful the Chaoyang Saint Sect is in the ten sacred realms in the universe.

In their eyes, there are many immortals in Chaoyang Saint Sect. Not only do they possess Xuanxian, but also true immortals above Xuanxian, and even the heavenly immortals who can cross the starry sky, have unpredictable spirits, and have the power to open up the world!

Such a behemoth can give them the opportunity to join, how would they choose?

Of course I want to join! !

They respected the disciples of Saint Chaoyang Sect and the elder Qing Hai, and their attitude became lower and lower.

Not to mention them, even Zell, Junshi and Nalan Jinli are a little hot in their hearts.

The change in attitude made the disciples feel a lot more comfortable, but looking at the restlessness who still looked disapproving next to them, they felt a little unhappy.

What kind of force is a monk from the lower realm who pretends to be here?

"The Saint Sovereign Yuanyang Tianxian of our sect, Taoism and God, high status, and the legendary Golden Crow female emperor who stands on the top of the universe inexplicably, there are some relations, even to some extent, we The hidden patron is the Empress of the Golden Crow!" Qinghe suddenly said from the side.

A great emperor as a backer!

Everyone could not help exclaiming.

The two big men of the Wentian clan almost knelt down for this sect.

Now they, after understanding the world view of the Hongmeng universe, are extremely clear about the weight of the emperor in this universe. That is the real supremacy, standing on the top of the universe! To be able to let a great emperor take care of it, this kind of background is undoubtedly extremely shocking.

Embracing the Chaoyang Saint Sect, that is undoubtedly embracing a huge thigh!

The emperor was too vague to them, but the determination to join the Chaoyang Saint Sect was extremely firm.

Even Mo Poem, Zell, Jun Shi, and Nalan Jinli are all moved by it.

Qing Hai glanced at Qing He with some satisfaction, and these slightly bragging words were actually quite satisfactory.

The other disciples of Tianjiao from the sect also had a bit of arrogance on their faces, obviously being extremely confident in their sect.

"Now you know how our sect exists? Your pride is not worth mentioning here!"

"But we have also received orders from above, and we meet here... If you are willing to join the Chaoyang Saint Sect, our Sect would be happy to give you a chance, a good fortune."

A few haughty smiles appeared on Qingxue’s delicate face, especially her clear eyes fell on the boy, wanting to see the boy’s pride shattered by the impact, licking his face and begging to join the Chaoyang Sect .

However, what disappointed her was that the expression of the teenager was very calm from beginning to end.

"Huh, it's all like this, what else to pretend?" Qingxue was unhappy, and put her arms around her chest.

"Xiaoxue!" Qing Hai frowned and stopped quietly.

Qingxue rolled her eyes and put all her unhappiness on her face.

Qing Hai can only helplessly rub his brows.

Even if he is Qingxue's uncle, he can't control such a savage girl.

Qingxue is a shining star in the sect. He is even expected to compete for the position of the saint of the sect. His father is also the great elder of the sect. The famous Jiuming true immortal, strictly speaking, is still a fairy. Second generation.

Such a proud girl of heaven is naturally arrogant in her heart. Now that she sees a young man from the lower realm who does not put the Chaoyang Saint Sect in her eyes or lick her Chaoyang Saint Sect, she feels upset.

Now it can be seen that the two Dujies of the Wentian clan have clearly wanted to join the Chaoyang Sect, but

At this time everyone has passed the martial arts dojo of Chaoyang Shengzong.

There are major disciples in the internal martial arts exercises, and various powerful and magical techniques are emerging one after another. I saw the people of the Lang League and the people of the Wentian clan, and they were amazed.

Qingxue's eyes turned, and she smiled and said: "Why, are you interested? You can compare it with the various Tianjiao of my sect, so you can experience the grace of our Chaoyang Saint Sect Tianjiao."

Both Wang Feng and Wang Wenjun of the Wentian clan showed hesitation.

At this time, Qinghe walked up, with a kind smile on his face, and said: "Why don't you let me practice it with you, everyone is the time to pass the catastrophe, and let you feel the practice of the Chaoyang Sect."

"Qinghe, you..." Qing Hai's expression changed slightly.

"Don't worry, elder, I will know the importance." Qinghe replied with a smile on his face.

Qingxue responded with a smile on the side: "Everyone is going through the catastrophe, it's okay."

Everyone from the lower realm was a little eager to hear that.

They also want to feel what Tianjiao in the upper realm is like.

Qingxue became extremely kind at this time, urging everyone to join the war. Although she said that, she sneered again and again in her heart, thinking that Qinghe would fiercely train these monks from the lower world through battle.

Qinghe is the extremely powerful arrogant of the Chaoyang Sect. Isn't it easy to abuse these soil buns from the lower realm? It happened to knock down their arrogance and let them admire Chaoyang Saint Sect, thus becoming submissive!

Qingxue's abacus Qinghai would not know.

But Qing Hai did not strictly stop it. In fact, he saw that there were a few cultivators who seemed to be headed by the white-clothed young man. He wanted to take this opportunity to stimulate these cultivators and let them understand how terrifying Chaoyang Saint Sect was. It is their honor for them to join.

The monks of the Wentian clan, after all, couldn't bear the instigation of others, and agreed to compete in the dojo.

The dojo is extremely wide, with large mountains and lakes inside, and a large formation of immortals to maintain stability, allowing creatures below the immortal level to fight and sharpen themselves.

The arrival of Langmeng and others also attracted the attention of many Tianjiao in the dojo.

Some of these arrogances show contempt, some are curious, and some are friendly. But it's as if the city people look at the country people. Although some country people have a higher cultivation base than them, they still can't conceal the invisibly superior arrogance.

"Is that a monk in the lower realm? It seems quite ordinary."

"Hi, what an ugly lion, do the elders have to recruit such an ugly monster into the sect?"

"What's the matter with that white-clothed boy, riding a dragon, without any expression of awe, looks like two to eighty thousand, really proud of himself? Our sect is willing to take it in, it is their honor Right?"

"Perhaps he is the heir of a certain top clan in the lower realm?"

"Hehe, that's it? Do you dare to come to our sect? I really hope Senior Brother Qinghe can teach him how to be a man."

As soon as he heard that Senior Brother Qinghe was going to compete with these monks in the lower realm, he chose to watch with a tacit understanding, and the voices of whispering and heated discussions were endless.

Qinghe looked at the monks coming up from the lower realm, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. He thought that if he didn't tyrannize these people this time, he would be sorry for his identity as the Heavenly Sect of Chaoyang Sect.

The test begins.

The elder Wang Feng of the Wentian clan takes the lead.

He is a powerhouse of the Eighth Heavens during the Tribulation Period, and his cultivation base is two heavens higher than Qinghe.

The competition between the two sides began.

Wang Feng displayed his unique skills, transforming the phoenix into the heavenly palm, and with every palm shot, a fire phoenix burned everything out.

However, Qinghe just smiled indifferently, his hands contained pure and flawless sun power, and the fire phoenix bowed his head to recognize the lord, as if he was the lord of the sun.

Boom boom boom!

The fierce collisions are shaking the earth again and again.

After only a few moves, Wang Feng was slapped in the chest with a palm, turned into a fireball, vomiting blood, and fell to the ground, defeating.

"Okay! Successfully crossed the two-tier battle in only seven rounds and defeated the Tribulation Monk of the Lower Realm!"

"As expected, Senior Brother Qinghe, he has practiced the Chaoyang Sacred Art to the level of transcendence and sanctification! How can these monks in the lower realm resist?"

"I was defeated by a higher rank so easily? Haha, it's so weak that it's really good enough, and the Lower Realm Cross Tribulation cultivator is nothing more than that. Why does the Zongmen value them so much?"

Wang Feng's face flushed as he listened to the words of the surrounding Tianjiao, but he had to accept it.

"The Taoist friend of Qinghe has the power of Taoism, and the old and the old are convinced."

The gray-haired old man was scorched, holding back the pain and saluting.

This time he was miserably abused, but he became more determined to join the Chaoyang Saint Sect.

Qinghe smiled faintly, his eyes revealed a bit of aloof indifference, and said: "Your practice in the lower realm is awkward, and your strength is a lot worse than Chaoyang Shengzong Tianjiao. But it doesn't matter, be humble, obey, UU看书www .uukanshu.com straightens its posture, and after joining the Chaoyang Saint Sect, it will naturally benefit you."

With that said, he still did not forget to cast his meaningful eyes on An Bulang.

The second player to play was Wang Wenjun. Wang Wenjun was the top powerhouse who crossed the Nine Tribulations. Seeing the tyrannical elders being abused, although he admired the Chaoyang Saint Sect, he still wanted to vent his anger.

He roared towards Qinghe.

However, Qinghe released the saint power of Chaoyang and turned into the sun's power like the burning sky of the great sun, which easily defeated Wang Wenjun's celestial power. In just a dozen rounds, Wang Wenjun screamed and confessed.

The surrounding sect Tianjiao all shouted with excitement.

Wang Wenjun was beaten and convinced, the difference between the two sides' skills and background was too big.

Obviously he was a strong man who crossed the Ninth Heaven, but was abused by the Heavenly Jiao of the Sixth Heaven.

Qinghe turned his gaze to Langmeng and others at this time, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said: "It's your turn. Who of you wants to come up and try?"