Chapter 610 Purple Air Sect Has No Genius Younger?
What was supposed to come, came anyway.
There are really people who don't want the Purple Air Sect's sect ceremony to proceed smoothly.
No successor?
In other words, Ling Tian's generation is unparalleled.
However, Prince Yun Yang had already stood up, and the warriors from the sect behind him had no reason not to express their stance.
"Your Majesty is right. It seems that the Purple Air Sect doesn't have any outstanding disciples except Ling Tian, Zhang Kaifeng and Ye Fan, right? How can this be called the first sect?"
"It's useless to have all the knowledge of martial arts!"
Of course, these people's remarks were immediately blocked by other sects.
"There is no successor!? The prince's vision is too short-sighted. Not to mention that Ling Tian and others are still the younger generation. Even if the next generation of outstanding disciples of the Purple Air Sect have not yet appeared, will they not recruit talented disciples?
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"That's right, it's really ridiculous to give such a reason."
For a moment, the faces of the warriors from the sect who responded to the prince's request turned green. This reason was not as effective as the explanation of the secret technique.
But there is no other way, there is no other way!
However, those sect warriors wanted to say more, but Yun Yang glanced at them and their voices fell silent instantly.
"Everyone, don't think too much. I just said it casually for your own good. After all, you have no experience in being a leader of the sect. If you die young, wouldn't it be a loss to Yunzhou?'
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Yun Yang smiled, but the words behind his words still made all the disciples of the Purple Air Sect feel as if they had eaten flies.
"Haha, I don't need to worry about that, Your Majesty."
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a golden light suddenly flew over from behind the main hall.
The golden light fell in front of the hall, and a figure in white emerged, standing in front of everyone, standing with hands behind his hands, looking down at Yun Yang.
"Ling Tian? What? I mean well. Is it possible that you won't go to Zhongzhou?"
Yun Yang's expression changed slightly, and then he smiled and said, "Let me remind you that Zhongzhou is the stage we are waiting for."
He was afraid that Ling Tian would not go to Zhongzhou.
"Of course I will go to Zhongzhou."
"Haha, then my reminder is still necessary." Yun Yang said proudly.
"It's no use reminding me, because our Purple Qi Sect has no shortage of talented disciples." Ling Tian said.
Yun Yang and everyone on the left and right looked at each other, "Do you think we are stupid? Where is the genius disciple you mentioned?"
Ling Tian did not answer, but the next moment, a breath shot directly into the sky, causing everyone in the square in front of the palace to suddenly stand up. They quickly looked up, but their pupils couldn't help but shrink.
Someone breaks through!
On the left side behind the main hall, a martial spirit eight feet high suddenly rose. The martial spirit was as black as ink and looked like an owl. It looked extremely terrifying!
But as soon as this martial spirit appeared, everyone in the square was shocked!
Although this seems to be just the spirit of a Piquan warrior, judging from the body shape and aura of this martial spirit, it is clearly an eighth-grade martial spirit!
An eighth-grade martial spirit!
This kind of martial spirit, before Yun Yang and Ling Tian's martial spirits didn't mutate, were unique in Yunzhou!
Nowadays, in this Purple Qi Sect, there are disciples who can condense their souls with such martial souls. If they are not the genius among the younger generations, what are they?
For a moment, the faces of those warriors who had just responded to Yun Yang were on fire.
I was slapped in the face again, this time it was too rough.
The same was true for Yun Yang. Looking at the rising eighth-grade martial spirit, his face turned green.
However, the shock was far from over. Just when all the warriors opened their mouths and wanted to scream out, another long cry resounded through the sky!
On the right side of the main hall, another pillar of purple energy was seen rising into the sky.
A purple luan with a foot of nearly ninety feet is hovering in the sky. Its majestic and proud aura makes people unable to take their eyes away.
Another eighth-grade martial spirit!
Moreover, it is still a small divine body that is eighty-nine feet tall!
At this time, the warriors from various sects who were trying their best to suppress the surprise in their hearts could no longer control it. They all took a breath of cold air and exclaimed in surprise.
The background of the Purple Air Sect is simply bottomless!
The eighth-grade black owl just now was shocking enough, but now the eight-foot-nine martial spirit suddenly appears, which is the best in Yunzhou.
Moreover, even now, it seems that all the geniuses, including Yun Yang, cannot surpass Zi Luan's talent.
Zhu Yun is a small Taoist body, and this Zi Luan is a small divine body. At the very least, the two are on par!
Suddenly, the Purple Air Sect launched two moves in a row, and two talented disciples with eighth-grade martial arts spirits or above appeared, making Yun Yang's mockery instantly become a laughing stock.
"Haha, since we are all out of seclusion, let's come out and meet all of our comrades!"
Ling Tian put his hands behind his hands and smiled lightly. The next moment, a man and a woman walked out from both sides of the hall.
The two couldn't compete with each other at the age of sixteen or seventeen. The man was dressed in black brocade clothes with flying black hair. He had a pair of particularly deep black eyes on his fair face. At this time, he pursed his lips tightly and had a cold look on his face. People took a look,
My heart felt chilly.
On the other side, there was a girl dressed in white with flowing purple hair.
Although the girl is not a beautiful girl, there is not a trace of dust on her flawless face. She is like a goddess from the nine heavens who came to this world, flawless and graceful.
This is a genius!
Seeing these two juniors, all the warriors couldn't help but think of these two words in their hearts.
They know that there will be no more sects in Yunzhou's martial arts that can surpass the Purple Air Sect.
"Disciple Ling Yun."
"Ling Xiao'er."
"May our Purple Air Sect be prosperous and prosperous for thousands of years!"
The two of them stood together with Zhang Kaifeng and others, bowing in obeisance.
"Okay, okay, if the Purple Air Sect has talents like you and other pillars, it won't be afraid that there will be no successors!"
Bai Feiyun and the other three all nodded and smiled. To be honest, he did not expect that Ling Xiaoer's true martial soul level would reach such an extreme level as eighty-foot-nine.
Just a little bit, it is a divine body!
Thinking about it, it’s incredible.
The grand ceremony of the Purple Air Sect gradually came to an end in shock.
Prince Yun Yang and others came with overwhelming momentum, but finally descended from Jiuyi Mountain quietly.
As for those sects that have just been recruited, they have already secretly contacted the Purple Air Sect and are ready to please them.
Half a month of sabotage plan, just like that, failed again.
It is as if no one can stop the rise of Purple Air Sect, it is unstoppable.
Next, the turmoil in Yunzhou finally gradually became quiet, but a batch of sunglasses refined by Ziqi Sect Lingtian continued to be popular.
Ling Tian, who was well versed in hunger marketing, ignored the requests from all parties to urge refining, and still only sold twenty pairs of sunglasses every month, and it was also an auction, with the highest bidder winning.