"Uncle Xiaohu." An excited voice sounded from the crowd. Chi Nongxiang stood up from her seat. Her cultivation level also reached the first level of the Creation Realm.
This tall man who suddenly appeared in the fifth level of the Creation Realm turned out to be the Red Agricultural Tyrant. Over the course of thousands of years, his achievements surpassed those of most people.
"It's incredible that a person from a small world can reach this point." A group of people gathered together. This group of people were the students of Sun Moon Academy, preparatory students. They came together and gathered together at this time to
Daredevil is the leader.
The strength of Daredevil is also at the fifth level of Creation Realm. In addition to him, there are three other students who are at the fourth level of Creation Realm. There were only 100 people when they came, and now there are only fifty-two people left.
These fifty-two people came together as a group.
In addition, there were eleven other people gathered together. These were all extremely young princelings from the Trisolaran Star Region. They were now led by a woman named Ding Xiang. This Ding Xiang was the same person as Zhu Baoliang and Hei Wu at that time.
The strength of the woman in the sky, Ding Xiang, is only the third level of creation realm.
The largest number of people are the disciples from the four major sects. After the inheritance of the Sun and Moon Sect was opened, two to three thousand people entered the four major sects. At this time, the number of survivors who surrendered was more than 500, and the lineup was extremely strong.
Among these people, the strongest one is a shy young man named Chen Li. Chen Li is a very ordinary inner disciple of Tianji Sect and an inconspicuous role in the sect. However, his strength at this time is that of creation.
Realm of the fifth heaven.
On the contrary, Tang Daqian, who was originally the pinnacle of the Void Realm and the number three figure in the Thousand Swords Sect, only had the strength of the first level of the Creation Realm at this time.
Such is the fate of life.
The long river of time can make the originally noble people become small people, and let the small people become leaders. It doesn't matter if time evolves slowly, but if time advances faster.
This kind of role change is difficult for people to adapt to at once.
But you have to adapt after all. Seeing a monk from the fifth level of Creation Realm appear, Tang Daqian first expressed his goodwill to Chen Li: "Senior Chen, judging from our current strength, the original division of sects is meaningless. Now
We are all disciples of the Sun and Moon Sect, and we are respected for our strength. We will obey your orders from now on."
Chen Li still had a shy smile on his face and said: "Okay... okay."
"Xiangyi, it's good that you're fine." Chi Nong Bahu laughed and walked forward.
A woman in the crowd also hurriedly came over: "I have met Senior Chinong. Has Senior Chinong met Senior Wang?"
Chi Nong Xiangyi also asked: "Uncle Xiaohu, can you see Brother Wang?"
Chi Nong Bahu shook his head and said: "I have never seen it before. However, the person with better understanding will have a longer time to understand in the long river of time. In terms of Wang Yingxuan's understanding, he will definitely be more powerful."
Chenong Bahu's eyes swept across the hall, and he was secretly surprised. After practicing for thousands of years in the long river of time, his understanding of the realm is no longer what it was back then.
"The Sun Moon Sect is so powerful that it can actually create so many creation masters out of thin air. The two of you will wait with me for the person in charge of the Sun Moon Sect to come out."
Now the three of them were sitting together.
At this moment, a voice sounded, "Do the three of you recognize Wang Yingxuan?"
When the three of them looked, they saw a masked woman in green clothes with a crisp little bird standing on her shoulders.
"I am also Wang Yingxuan's friend," she said with a smile.
In addition to these people, there are also many monks from the Three-Body Star, seventy or eighty in number, scattered here and there. Among these people, there is also a young man from the fourth level of the Creation Realm.
By this time, there were a total of 671 people in the entire hall.
"Hahahaha, it's really good to have created so many masters of the Creation Realm."
At this moment, a divine thought swept across the hall. This divine thought carried an everlasting charm, which shocked everyone. It turned out to be the sixth level of the Creation Realm, a realm where one soul is immortal.
Everyone looked towards the entrance of the hall, and an unruly and arrogant young man walked over from outside the hall.
"Brother Tian!"
The eleven people stood up together, shouting in surprise. This man from the sixth level of the Creation Realm turned out to be Hei Wutian.
"It's him." The masked woman in green clothes was shocked.
In another hall, Ming Zong waved his hand, and Wang Yingxuan saw a scene in this hall.
Six hundred and seventy-two realms of creation!
Wang Yingxuan suddenly stood up from the throne, his eyes full of horror.
Mingzong was very satisfied with his performance and said with a smile: "How about it, these will be your subordinates from now on."
"I am still at the peak of the Void Realm. None of them are better than me. How can they listen to me." Wang Yingxuan shook his head.
"If they don't obey, beat them until they obey!" Mingzong said with a smile on his face: "This is the ring of the sun and moon that symbolizes the authority of the sect leader. After wearing this ring, the entire war fortress will be controlled by you! Don't say it's them.
, even masters from the seventh heaven of creation realm can still be crushed!"
Seeing Wang Yingxuan's indifferent expression, Mingzong smiled and said: "And the Ring of the Sun and Moon has another function, which is to directly eliminate the power of all rules. When you wear this Ring of the Sun and the Moon, all the rules of the creation realm monks will attack,
It's all ineffective against you, only pure power attacks are limited."
"And based on your ultimate power at the peak of the Void Realm, none of these people are stronger than you!" Mingzong said with a smile, with an expression of watching a good show on his face.
Wang Yingxuan put on the Ring of the Sun and Moon and immediately felt a huge space appear in his mind. With a thought, a picture appeared in front of him.
Everything in the entire war fortress appeared in front of him.
Pure Yang water!
Taiyin Water!
The long river of time!
The magic hall!
Puppet warehouse!
Mineral warehouse!
Spiritual material warehouse!
Panacea warehouse!
The magic weapon hall!
A large amount of supplies piled up like a mountain, making Wang Yingxuan's heart beat continuously. The Sun Moon Sect was really rich!
What is this? So many creation ideas!
Wang Yingxuan saw that there were no less than a thousand creation ideas, and they were shining like diamonds!
The wealth of the Sun Moon Sect was so rich that Wang Yingxuan swallowed his saliva. It was so powerful!
"Hahahaha!" Wang Yingxuan laughed. Seeing these supplies, he felt confident that he could carry out any kind of battle.
Wang Yingxuan's eyes fell on the 672 Creation Realm monks in the main hall. He asked with a smile: "Is there any way for our Sun Moon Sect to mass-produce Creation Realm strong men?"
Ming Zongdao: "A strong person in the Creation Realm cannot be created at will. For the sake of the creator, 672 strong people in the Creation Realm have wasted a lot of pure Yang water, lunar water, and the energy of the long river of time.
A lot. And it’s also equipped with nearly three thousand creation ideas!”
"Moreover, these Creation Realm masters are much weaker than those at the same level. They must go through battles to truly improve their combat effectiveness to the level corresponding to their realm!"
Wang Yingxuan nodded, his eyes turning on the remaining creation thoughts. If these were used to create creation realm masters, two to three hundred could be produced.
"Fight, since I have sworn to fight for the Sun Moon Sect for a hundred years, I can't waste any more time. I'm going to take a look at my subordinates." Wang Yingxuan said with a smile, and with a thought, he arrived in the main hall.
"Everyone has been waiting for a long time! I am the new leader of the Sun and Moon Sect. From now on, everyone will fight under my guidance." Wang Yingxuan emerged from the hall, and behind him, Mingzong stood quietly.
There was a moment of silence in the hall, and then a strong sound erupted.
Although these 672 people came from different forces, most of them knew Wang Yingxuan. They never expected that Wang Yingxuan would become the new leader of the Sun and Moon Sect!
The most important thing is that his strength is only at the peak of the Void Realm!
"Master of the Sun and Moon Sect, are you kidding?"
The first person to stand up and question was Hei Wutian. He had already scanned the entire audience. Among the 672 people, he was the only one at the sixth level of Creation Realm!
If you want to choose one of these people to be the leader, it must be him!
"Wang Yingxuan, you are not even in the Creation Realm, why should you be the sect leader?" Hei Wutian stepped forward and stood in front of Wang Yingxuan. The aura belonging to the sixth level of the Creation Realm emitted. The world was changing. If it were to be destroyed, he was the only one with a soul.
Immortal.
This kind of aura is so powerful and high-end that it makes everyone feel shocked and depressed. Under the aura of a monk at the sixth level of creation realm, people who are two levels apart don't even have the courage to take action!
Under this powerful aura, Wang Yingxuan was calm and calm, with a faint smile on his face.
He said, "Are you not convinced?"
"Of course I don't accept it! Only I, Hei Wutian, can hold this position of sect leader!"
"If you don't accept it, I'll beat you until you do." Wang Yingxuan laughed loudly. Even if he didn't come out to stir up trouble, he would still find someone to thorn in his side and show off his strength.
"Why should the sect leader personally take action? I, the sect master, am willing to fight for the sect master!" At this moment, a thick and powerful voice sounded. The sect leader took a step forward and stood next to Wang Yingxuan. A powerful aura burst out,
Go head-to-head with Hei Wutian's aura!
Wang Yingxuan smiled and said: "Brother Bahu, you don't have to be like this. I want to be the sect leader, so I naturally have the strength to be the sect leader."
While Wang Yingxuan was speaking, the Ring of the Sun and Moon in his hand was activated, and a layer of strange power emitted. Immediately, the breath of both of them was blown away like a breeze and floating clouds.
Chi Nong Bahu was surprised, and then laughed: "Okay, since the sect wants to take action, I won't do it for you."
He stepped out and came to Chi Nong Xiangyi's side again, smiling: "Xiangyi, don't worry, your brother Wang's strength is not as simple as it seems."
Hei Wutian was also surprised, and then laughed: "It's really interesting. He is indeed the most legendary figure in the Trisolaran Star Territory in the past ten years. Let's see how you can resist me!"
As soon as he pointed out, an invisible force came towards Wang Yingxuan!
The power of rules!
Flesh and blood annihilation!
This Hei Wutian has a fatal rule whenever he makes a move. Once Wang Yingxuan is unable to resist the power of the rule, his flesh and blood will be broken down into the smallest particles and disappear without a trace.
Dead without a body!
The whole place was silent.
Everyone opened their eyes wide to see if Wang Yingxuan, a calm and composed low-level monk, really had the means to resist, or was he trying to make a fool of himself!
At this moment, the Sun and Moon Ring on Wang Yingxuan's palm heated up, and an invisible force appeared around Wang Yingxuan's body. Hei Wutian's attack immediately disappeared under the twist of this force.
The Ring of the Sun and the Moon is indeed the power of rules!
Wang Yingxuan laughed and said: "Is this all you need? Don't hold back, go all out!"
"good!"
Hei Wutian's attack failed, and he screamed fiercely. With a thought, the void in front of him immediately changed, and the power of rules came to intervene.
Void creation. Matter decomposes, matter transforms into energy, and energy transforms into matter.
The conversion speed of these two rules of power reached a limit speed. In this case, the space around Wang Yingxuan's body almost turned into a black hole.
Swallow, suck and strangle everything!
The surrounding Creation Realm monks felt the terrifying power of this black hole. They stepped back one after another, not daring to let themselves be contaminated.
Chi Nong Bahu's face turned cold, and he quietly moved forward, ready to take action!
"But that's it, since you can't do it, then I will take action!" Wang Yingxuan's laughing voice sounded, and there was a boom. He punched forward.
The infinitely powerful black hole, driven by this punch, disappeared silently. The world was calm, and only the pure power roared under Wang Yingxuan's fist!
"Bang!"
This punch, which had no tricks and no added power, easily tore through Hei Wutian's defense and struck Hei Wutian's chest.
puff!
Hei Wutian was directly thrown away by his punch, his body spun in the air and hit the ground hard.
"Brother Tian!"
The eleven young people who followed him all screamed uncontrollably.
Hei Wutian's long hair was flying, but he let out a crazy laugh: "Okay, since the power of rules is useless to you, let's try our best!"
After one round, he realized what the problem was. Although Wang Yingxuan was not in the creation realm, the power of the rules in the creation realm was completely ineffective against him.
He immediately gave up using the power of rules, and instead fought with pure strength. The improvement of the realm of creation requires the baptism of thunder again and again. With each baptism, the power will be greatly improved!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two bodies collided rapidly, and their fists collided, making a sound like magic weapons colliding.
Bang!
Wang Yingxuan missed a punch, but allowed Hei Wutian to hit him in the chest, and his own punch also hit Hei Wutian hard in the chest!
boom!
The real power exploded in Hei Wutian's body and collided!
"How is it possible! It's not pure Yang power!" Hei Wutian felt a gray power colliding randomly in his body, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
After being transformed by the pure Yang water, his body became a pure Yang body, and what he cultivated was also the true power of pure Yang!
The pure Yang true power itself is like the sun, constantly emitting light and heat, directly destroying the opponent's true power without consuming its own true power!
Moreover, it is difficult for ordinary first-level creation realms to convert pure Yang power into matter. This is the power of a pure Yang body!
But at this time, Wang Yingxuan's true power was not afraid of the pure Yang true power at all, and was running rampant in his body. What kind of true power is this?
Hei Wutian couldn't understand it at the moment, and didn't think much about it. His fists were flying, banging on Wang Yingxuan's body. The pure Yang power took advantage of the situation and rushed into Wang Yingxuan's body. He believed that Wang Yingxuan would not feel well either.
The two men launched a series of powerful attacks, each punch hitting the flesh. The strong reverberating power of each punch resounded throughout the hall, like thunder.
Two figures, one green and one yellow, brought out countless phantoms, which was dazzling.
"Bang!"
After a loud noise, the two figures separated. One figure stood there confused, while the other figure was blown away and hit the wall of the hall.
The whole hall trembled, and the figure slipped from the wall of the hall to the ground, his whole body was limp and soaked in blood!
This person turned out to be Hei Wutian, and Hei Wutian actually lost!
"Buzz!"
An idea of creation flew out from the body of Hei Wutian who was lying on the ground, and in a flash it was in front of Wang Yingxuan and hit Wang Yingxuan's head.
The idea of creation has always been considered the strongest and most perfect substance in the world.
Hei Wutian is angry and wants to crush this person in the void realm with the idea of creation!
"Well done!"
Wang Yingxuan punched the idea of creation with all his strength. His power could no longer be evaluated. It could only be fully demonstrated when facing this indestructible substance.
Tsk! There was a soft sound, and where the fist collided with the idea of creation, a black lightning was pulled out, which was a crack in the space.
Mingzong, who was standing behind Wang Yingxuan, also had a flash of light in his eyes. The cheap sect leader he had chosen was actually so powerful!
This is the tyranny that can only be accumulated when reaching the extreme level in each realm!
The stalemate between the fist and the idea of creation lasted for three seconds. Suddenly, the idea of creation directly broke Wang Yingxuan's fist, and a bloody hole appeared from the fist surface to the back of the fist!
The thought of creation brought out a bloody light and continued to rush towards Wang Yingxuan's head.
This is Hei Wutian's style. Once he takes action, he will never hold anything back.
In front of Wang Yingxuan, another hand appeared, grabbed the Creation Thought fiercely, and then swatted it downwards with the Creation Thought.
"Crack!"
His two palms slapped together fiercely, like two pieces of fine steel hitting each other, with the idea of creation in the center!
"Isn't his hand injured? Why is there no scar at all?" Ming Zong's pupils shrank, as if he saw something unacceptable.
"Crack!"
An unimaginable voice came from that indestructible idea of creation.
It's a cracking sound.
The idea of creation was shattered by a pair of fleshy palms!
"I surrender, I admit that you are the sect leader!" Hei Wutian shouted, feeling a sharp pain when the thought of creation was hurt.
Wang Yingxuan stretched out his hand a little, and the idea of creation with a slight crack flew out. He took another shot, and a healing elixir fell into Hei Wutian's mouth. Hei Wutian's injuries began to recover.
Wang Yingxuan's gaze swept across the audience, "Is there anyone else who dissatisfied with me as the sect leader?"
No one dared to speak out again.
Wang Yingxuan laughed: "Okay, from now on, I will be the leader of the Sun Moon Sect, and within a hundred years, you will be at my disposal. No matter what your previous status was, you will be a disciple of the Sun Moon Sect for a hundred years. From now on, you will be a disciple of the Sun Moon Sect."
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