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Liu Wuxie left Tiandao Hall and came to the martial arts field with many eyes watching.
After screening, the Tianshen Temple selected one hundred high-quality seedlings to participate in the competition for the Tianyu. As for how many middle and third-level domain names they can get, everything depends on fate.
In the past few days, Liu Wuxie has been studying the rules for opening the Heaven Realm.
Every time it is opened, the envoys from the three middle domains will come and set various levels. Only by meeting their requirements can one be qualified.
When the last session started, only 30 people got quotas, and this year is expected to be no better.
Because the opening rules are different every time, each major sect cannot prepare in advance and can only adapt to changes.
"Everyone is here, let's set off to Dayan Mountain."
Du Tianhua gave an order. He is now the master of the palace and will lead a hundred seedlings to Dayan Mountain to participate in the battle of heaven.
Liu Wuxie boarded the flying boat. Everyone in Tiandao Hall stood on the mountain peak and kept waving to the flying boat.
I don’t know when and what month we will see each other again.
At Yunding Peak, Liu Wuxie's wives had already burst into tears.
Although they were mentally prepared for it, they had to be separated soon after they met, and they couldn't accept it for a moment.
The most uncomfortable thing was Liu Xin. She didn't understand why her father abandoned them again.
"Why are you all crying? Wuxie is just going to develop in the three middle regions. It won't be long before he comes down to pick us up."
Yan Yu walked into the yard and saw their tears in their eyes. She quickly scolded them to cheer them up.
After saying that, Yan Yu hugged Liu Xin and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but could not stop her own tears from falling.
The flying boat flew farther and farther and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.
Dayan Mountain is a place in the far north of the Lower Three Domains. In normal times, almost no one comes here. The rupture of the heaven and earth here is very obvious. There are countercurrents everywhere, which is not suitable for the development of monks.
One day later, the Tianshen Temple's flying boat successfully arrived.
Other sects arrived first, and their flying boats stopped in mid-air.
In addition to the super first-rate sects, some second-rate sects also came to try their luck, hoping to get a piece of the pie from the major super first-rate sects.
As soon as the Tianshen Temple's flying boat stopped, countless gazes came towards it.
"This year there are thirty places, and it is estimated that the Celestial Temple can take most of them. They have several spiritual gods."
On the flying boat of the Wuxin Sword Sect, there were whispers of discussion.
Although they have a spiritual ancestor, the ancestor will not easily participate in the battle of the heavens. They need the ancestor to be in charge of the sect in order to stabilize the status of a first-class sect.
The Heavenly Palace is different. Except for the ancestor, Nangong Yaoji and Xueyi Palace Master are all Heavenly Transformations, and their respective strengths have reached the Spiritual God Realm.
Every look that looks at Tianshen Temple's flying boat is full of envy.
"Boom!"
The sky and the earth began to explode, which meant that the three middle realms were about to open. The major airships quickly returned to the ground, and the people on the airships walked out quickly.
Thunderclouds were rolling in the sky, thunder and lightning flashed, and Liu Wuxie could clearly see a thunder dragon flying through the thunderclouds.
The sound of explosions in the sky and the earth became more and more serious, and endless violent winds reached Dayan Mountain from the cracks in the sky.
"Weng!"
Several powerful auras crushed down from the cracks, shaking everyone's hearts and minds. Even Liu Wuxie almost lost his mind.
"What a terrifying power!"
The geniuses of the major sects standing on the ground had a look of shock on their faces.
Fortunately, this power did not last very long. After waiting for about three breaths, ten figures slowly emerged from the cracks and floated in the sky.
The thunderclouds gradually dispersed and the sky became clear again.
The ten people standing on the sky are like ten gods, releasing an astonishing aura that makes people dare not look at them.
Even Liu Wuxie couldn't see their specific appearance clearly.
They seem to be surrounded by a halo that can withstand all forces.
"Is this the monk from the Middle Three Realms?"
Liu Wuxie licked her lips and said secretly.
"They are powerful gods, and they are considered masters in the three middle regions."
Qi's voice sounded in Liu Wuxie's ears.
"This year's seedlings are pretty good, and several spiritual gods have been born!"
After the ten gods swept in a circle, a powerful god in the middle slowly spoke.
"Why haven't the people from Fengshen Pavilion arrived yet?"
A powerful god next to him glanced around and said with an unhappy expression.
"Luo Heng, the Conferred God Pavilion in the Lower Three Realms could not have been destroyed by others. Otherwise, why didn't it appear?"
A powerful god on the right had a joking tone.
Everyone heard it. It was a joke. After all, no sect dared to miss the battle in the heavens.
"Do you know why Fengshen Pavilion hasn't arrived yet?"
Luo Heng looked at the sects below and asked them.
He is the envoy of the Fengshen Pavilion in the Middle Three Regions. He came here this time to select good seedlings for the Fengshen Pavilion in the Middle Three Regions.
These powerful men from the sect below, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to speak.
This scene made the ten messengers standing in the sky look puzzled.
"Whoosh!"
A flying boat flew over from a distance. It was very fast and quickly arrived at Dayan Mountain.
"The sinner of Fengshen Pavilion in the Lower Three Regions, Duke Wu, pays homage to the envoy!"
The flying boat quickly landed and approached a thousand geniuses and several elders. They quickly knelt down and called themselves sinners.
"What happened? Where is your Pavilion Master?"
Luo Heng glanced at these people. Although their talents were good, why didn't the Pavilion Master come?
"Envoy, the Fengshen Pavilion in the Lower Three Regions was slaughtered in one day, and only we are left."
The old man who spoke just now is the third elder of Fengshen Pavilion. He is known as the Thousand-Handed Centipede and his real name is Wu Gong.
On the day of the war, the pavilion master asked them to lead some geniuses from the Fengshen Pavilion to leave the sect in a teleportation array, and they luckily escaped.
These days, they hid in the dark cave and finally waited until the heaven opened.
Liu Wuxie also didn't expect that there were so many remnants of Fengshen Pavilion.
As soon as these words came out, the ten envoys standing in the sky looked at each other.
Especially the envoy who just made fun of the Fengshen Pavilion did not expect that his words came true.
"Who is so brave and dares to destroy the Lower Three Realms Fengshen Pavilion!"
A violent aura swept out from Luo Heng's body.
Several envoys standing aside avoided it one after another. The Fengshen Pavilion in the Central Three Regions had a very high status. Although it was not ranked first, it was still among the top three.
Since the master of the Temple fell into the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, the status of the Temple of Heaven is now not as good as before, and has been surpassed by the Fengshen Pavilion.
No one from the major sects standing on the ground dared to speak, and they all took a few steps back. The envoy was furious, and his body was covered in blood.
With the messenger's ability, he can kill everyone present with one slap.
"It's him. He's the one who destroyed Fengshen Pavilion. Please envoy to kill this beast."
Wu Gong stood up, glanced around, and soon fell on Liu Wuxie, roaring hysterically.
The ten envoys all looked at Liu Wuxie's face.
The moment they saw Liu Wuxie's cultivation, the ten envoys showed doubts on their faces.
To be continued...