The thunder blade extended directly from Wu Yun's hand to the sky, and the thunder runes on the blade led to the power of thunder above the nine heavens.
A brilliant sword light that was so huge that it reached the sky condensed and appeared.
The terrifying power of the sword caused Mo Jingtian and others who were chasing after them to change their expressions drastically. They all felt a chill down their spines. Wu Yun was far more powerful than they imagined.
Even Mo Jingtian, who was in the one-yuan nirvana realm, felt a sense of danger when he saw this huge sword light.
He also had no confidence that he could take the knife.
You can imagine Wang Lei's despair at this moment!
He has been locked by the Heavenly Sword and has no way to escape.
Blood light emerged from Wang Lei's whole body, and he crazily activated the power of nirvana in his body, activating all the power in his body.
Nirvana golden body!
Those powers of Nirvana formed a thick golden energy shield around him.
"Boom!"
Thunder raged, roaring sounds resounded across the sky, shrouded in dark clouds, and the power mobilized by the thunder runes was brewing in the sky, just waiting to explode.
"Thunder, kill!"
Wu Yun shouted loudly, and the Thunder Spirit Heavenly Sword moved instantly. The speed was like lightning and flint, and the huge sword light flashed towards him.
The huge thunder blade hundreds of meters long slashed hard at Wang Lei's Nirvana Golden Body.
Bang!
There was a clanging sound, like a golden ball being split into two.
On the ground outside the imperial city, an extremely huge crack appeared. The vegetation on both sides of the crack withered and was robbed of life by thunder. This devastated scene showed the power of Wu Yun's sword.
Wang Lei is dead!
Mo Jingtian and others only had horror in their eyes.
A strong man in the Nirvana realm could not block Wu Yun's sword.
They underestimated this junior too much.
Everyone swallowed subconsciously, feeling grateful for their previous choices.
Fortunately, none of them offended Wu Yun.
boom!
At this time, Lin Dong also caught up with Qin Chuan on the other side.
To be precise, it was the Blood Spirit Puppet who defeated Qin Chuan.
On the back of the Blood Spirit Puppet was a fat sword formation stone body. Its power poured into the sword formation stone body, immediately activating the ancient sword formation, and powerful sword rays shot out from it. In an instant,
Hundreds of sword lights were emitted, covering Qin Chuan's escape route.
Each of those sword lights was an attack comparable to the Nirvana realm.
Qin Chuan could only stop and gather his strength to resist.
By this time, Lin Dong had already caught up. He took out a black futon and poured all his energy and spiritual energy into it, forming a chaotic mass of energy.
At the same time, in his Niwan Palace, the quietly floating Devouring Ancestral Talisman was also agitated by runes, shining with light, forming a huge vortex above his head, and the endless energy of heaven and earth poured towards him.
With such crazy mobilization of the power of heaven and earth, an ordinary body would have been stretched to the point of bursting. Even someone with a Nirvana Golden Body would not dare to do this, but Lin Dong dared.
A strange light appeared on Lin Dong's body, and the bright thunder light beat. The great sun's thunder element enveloped his body. There was a faint golden light emerging from his skin, and all the original power of the golden bell body was mobilized.
This was the first time he had taken action against a powerful person in the Nirvana realm, and he did not dare to hold anything back.
"The Great Desolate Prisoner's Finger!"
Lin Dong's voice slowly echoed through the sky. He stretched out his palm, and the power of the essence continued to emerge, converging into the air, forming ancient giant fingers of chaotic color.
"With one finger, heaven and earth are imprisoned,
Two fingers shatter the mountains and rivers,
Three fingers destroy living things,
Four fingers break the sky,
Five fingers move the universe!"
Following Lin Dong's five violent shouts, five giant fingers appeared one after another. Lin Dong exploded, relying on swallowing the ancestral talisman, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, and struck out the five fingering techniques at once.
Five giant fingers, extremely huge, each one has strange and ancient lines on it, and is full of a destructive aura.
The power of the five fingers of the Great Wilderness Prisoner of Heaven is progressively increased, one finger is stronger than the other, the first two fingers are equivalent to low-level creation-level martial arts, the third and fourth fingers are medium, and the fifth finger is high-level.
Even the royal family may not possess advanced creation-level martial arts.
This kind of powerful martial arts was displayed by Lin Dong, who was a master of the Creation Realm, and he used extremely powerful fusion power and the power of Yuan Jing.
One can imagine the terrifying aura.
"Lin Dong, how is this possible!"
Qin Chuan's eyes widened, and the folding fan in his hand was shaking. He looked at the five thick and big fingers in the sky, and his body was getting cold. This power was simply not something he could bear.
He couldn't figure out why a boy who had reached the realm of creation could muster such a powerful attack.
"Oh my god, is this Lin Dong's true strength!"
"We all underestimated him. Wu Yun's excellence made us ignore Lin Dong's brilliance."
"These two people are probably the most talented young people in the history of our Great Yan Dynasty."
…
Mo Jingtian, Huang Pulong, Lin Fan and other top leaders all felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.
I have to admit that they are already old!
The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!
Today, the younger generation of strong men are no longer weaker than them.
Facing these five ancient giant fingers that were suddenly suppressed, Qin Chuan lost the courage to resist. He wanted to escape, but a blood-red figure blocked his way.
Bite the bullet, Qin Chuan still condensed the golden body of Nirvana.
Boom boom boom!!!
The giant finger finally pressed down.
With Qinchuan as the center, five extremely huge fingerprints appeared on the ground.
Among the fingerprints in the middle, there is a flat corpse, eyes open unwillingly, but without any fear.
Qin Chuan, died!
Brothers Wu Yun and Lin Dong were both strong men in the Nirvana realm who could be killed with one move. This performance completely stunned all the big guys present.
Putting away the Lingyun knife, Wu Yun put away the Qiankun bag on Wang Lei.
I opened it and took a look. In addition to some miscellaneous spiritual treasures, there were actually 80,000 Nirvana Pills.
On the other side, Lin Dong did the same. He got 50,000 Nirvana Pills from Qin Chuan's Qiankun Bag.
Wu Yun and Lin Dong came back and stood with everyone.
"Clan Chief Lin, Clan Master Fu, I will leave the forces of the Wang family and the Qin family to you two to clean up. All you need to do is bring their clan treasurers back to me. The other Clan Chief Lin will make arrangements on his own!"
Wu Yun looked at everyone and gave Lin Fan and Fu Yidao calm instructions.
Fu Yidao: "No problem, Master!"
Lin Fan: "Brother Wu Yun, don't worry, just leave these little things to our Lin clan."
The two of them had no objection to Wu Yun's commanding tone.
Now that Wang Lei and Qin Chuan are dead, the two major clans are without a leader. This is tantamount to asking them to ransack their homes. The benefits are immeasurable. How could Lin Fan not understand that Wu Yun was giving the Lin family an opportunity.
People from other forces, including Mo Jingtian, looked at Lin Fan with envy.
After annexing the two major clans, there is no doubt that the Lin family will have the opportunity to become the largest force in the Great Yan Dynasty besides the royal family, and even threaten the royal family.
Feeling the envious gazes of these old guys, Lin Fan felt secretly happy in his heart. Fortunately, he was smart at the time and did not rely on others. He not only reconciled with Wu Yun, but also chose to win over him.
"Brother, this is Qin Chuan's Qiankun Bag, containing fifty thousand Nirvana Pills!"
Lin Dong came back, his face slightly pale, but he could not hide the excitement and joy in his heart. He handed the Qiankun bag to Wu Yun with both hands.
"Well, take it!" Wu Yun nodded and said calmly.
At this time, Mo Jingtian and others subconsciously looked at the bloody figure next to Lin Dong.
From this bloody figure, they all felt the ferocious aura, which was so oppressive that they did not dare to breathe.
A blood spirit puppet, and a first-level blood spirit puppet, comparable to a strong man in the one-yuan nirvana realm.
Mo Jingtian's lips were dry, and this royal tyrant finally had a moment of embarrassment.
He knew that he was probably no match for this blood puppet.
He is no longer the absolute overlord of the Great Yan Dynasty.
With a move of Wu Yun's hand, the Blood Spirit Puppet standing next to Lin Dong turned into a streak of blood and entered the Great Wilderness Ancient Monument on his chest.
"Your Majesty, everyone, next we will represent the Great Yan Dynasty to participate in the Hundred Dynasties War, but there are only five of us. I have an idea to take all those who participate in the seed selection to the ancient battlefield!"
Wu Yun looked at this group of youngest geniuses in the dynasty and said in an extremely domineering manner,
"Let them follow me and create a glory that belongs to the Great Yan Dynasty!"
"What, everyone should participate!"
"All the young geniuses are entering the ancient battlefield. This is crazy!"
"There are sixty of us, all going to the ancient battlefield. This number has exceeded some intermediate dynasties, and is even close to catching up with high-level dynasties."
"Great, then we all have a chance to be selected by the super sect."
"We are willing to follow Brother Wu Yun!"
…
In an instant, people from all the top forces were excited. Whether it was the older generation of bosses or the young geniuses, they were all shocked by Wu Yun's proposal. At the same time, this proposal was also very attractive.
Especially the young geniuses, who originally thought they had no hope, were suddenly full of fighting spirit.
With the strength that Wu Yun and Lin Dong showed just now, it is very promising to do something big by following them.
There is no limit on the number of people who can participate in the Hundred Dynasties War. What restricts the participation of the Great Yan Dynasty is mainly the strength of the dynasty.
Going to the ancient battlefield requires a teleportation array, but the teleportation array of the Great Yan Dynasty is only a small teleportation array. It cannot teleport too many people at one time, and it also requires a lot of Nirvana Pills.
But these are not problems for Wu Yun.
The Great Wilderness Ancient Monument can solve this problem very well.
The ancient monument is a space world that can be closed or opened. When it is closed, it is no different from an ordinary spiritual treasure. It is not difficult to transfer it.
Mo Jingtian's eyes lit up, he was a little excited, and he couldn't help but think about it carefully.
If these people really followed Wu Yun to the ancient battlefield, this would definitely be a good thing for the Great Yan Dynasty.
Every additional person is one more person valued by the super sect. No matter who he is, as long as he is subordinated by the sect, the Great Yan Dynasty will inevitably receive rewards.
Moreover, with Wu Yun and Lin Dong, two geniuses who already have Nirvana realm combat power before they even step into the ancient battlefield, it is enough to protect these people as they grow up, so it is very likely that these geniuses can make it to the end.
Dozens of people are all valued by super sects, and the Great Yan Dynasty may become an intermediate or even high-level dynasty.
This is an excellent opportunity not to be missed.
Mo Jingtian took a deep breath, tried his best to soften his tone, and said with awe, "Brother Wu Yun, the people participating in the seed selection this time, except for the dead Wang Zhong, and excluding Qin Tian from the Qin family, there are a total of
There are fifty-eight people, all of whom are at the level of Creation Realm Xiaocheng."
He truthfully reported the basic situation of these players to Wu Yun, and his attitude said everything.
"Our royal family is willing to obey Brother Wu Yun's arrangements with full authority."
Mo Jingtian directly faced the big bosses of the top forces and said like a person in charge, "Everyone, express your position. If anyone is unwilling to let their disciples go, you can raise it now."
"What did your Majesty say? How could we not be willing to take this kind of opportunity?"
"That is, if you can follow Brother Wu Yun, you will definitely find a way out. This is their fate."
"I'm willing!"
…
Everyone began to express their opinions. Good people cannot let Emperor Yan do it all by himself.
"Okay, since everyone has no objections, then listen to me. I will bring you into the ancient battlefield. All actions must be under my command. There can be no second thoughts. I can guarantee that each of you will have a chance to reach the Nirvana realm.
"
Wu Yun's words have been very straightforward. As long as you obey, the rest will be left to him.
The reason for making this decision is that Wu Yun himself also wants to recruit and train talents.
In the Great Wilderness Sect, most of them now belong to related families, and there are not many real geniuses. Most people can cultivate to the three realms of creation, which is already good. This level of strength has no effect on Wu Yun's future plans.
What we will face in the future are endless strange demons. Only the strong ones above the Nirvana realm can barely get on the stage of the war. The others can only be cannon fodder.
And these people who participated in the seed selection already represent, to a certain extent, the strongest and most talented group of people in the younger generation of the Great Yan Dynasty.
As long as you give them resources, there will be no problem in advancing to the Nirvana realm. Such talented disciples who come to your door will not be accepted unless you accept them.
"We are willing to follow Brother Wu Yun's instructions!"
Among the young geniuses, some immediately spoke out.
A green shirt floated out, and the "beautiful" Mo Ling stood up and said, "Everyone, Brother Wu Yun is willing to support us. This is an opportunity for us. When we enter the ancient battlefield, we are a whole, but we come from all major forces.
It’s such a mess, I propose to establish a Great Yan Alliance, with Brother Wu Yun as the leader!”
"Everyone, what do you think?"
"agree!"
"agree!"
…
All the young strong men spoke out, and everyone was full of fighting spirit and extremely excited. The passion that belongs to young people was instantly ignited.
"Mo Ling, see the leader!"
Mo Ling knelt down on one knee and said respectfully to Wu Yun.
With him taking the lead, the young geniuses followed one by one.
"Du Yun, see the leader!"
"Manshan, see the leader!"
…
In front of Wu Yun, all the previously unruly geniuses lowered their heads.
Huang Puying, who was originally arrogant and regarded Wu Yun as his love rival, was also infected at this moment.
The domineering strength Wu Yun showed just now has deeply impressed him, "Huang Puying, see the leader!"
Wu Yun watched quietly without stopping him. He had to admit that it felt good to be admired by geniuses of his generation.
He couldn't help but appreciate his enemy Mo Ling a little more.
As expected of a person from the royal family, he is very wise!
Wu Yun: "Very good, let's all get up. From today on, we are all brothers, advancing and retreating together, and sharing weal and woe!"
Everyone said in unison: "Advance and retreat together, and share adversities!"
The strong, masculine, and passionate voice resounded throughout the entire imperial city. They were all young men with strong blood, and they were all of an age full of fighting spirit. At this moment, their blood was ignited with this cry.
Just like the oath sworn before going out for battle, the fighting spirit is high!
Even people from the older generation such as Mo Jingtian couldn't help but be shocked, looked at him sideways, and were in high spirits.
Watching this group of young people headed by Wu Yun being led on the road to war by Wu Yun, each of them is the hope of the future of the dynasty.
Wu Yun, Lin Dong, Mo Ling and others all had the same thing in their hearts.
Youth, passion, fighting spirit!
This is what young people should have!
Fifty-eight young people plus Wu Yunlin Dong, sixty people, the seed selection is over, and most of the people who failed were originally destined to live in the Great Yan Dynasty.
It's different now, they can all go to a wider world and explore.