On the top of the mountain, Ling Yun looked solemnly and looked into the distance with an indifferent expression. For many people, a hundred days is just a blink of an eye, but for Ling Yun, it is an incomparably long time.
Competition to recruit a bride sounds so cliché, but it is a real life-and-death battle. In order to choose a husband who can be used by the Shanhai Sect, she is just an introduction, attracting more powerful people from all directions.
Coming one after another.
Ling Yun had guessed this a long time ago, but she didn't expect that the mountain master would be so decisive and even refused to see her. The outcome was obvious, just to let her accept it with peace of mind, so that she didn't need to think too much, and at this moment, she also became
A veritable canary.
I thought I could live a peaceful life, but I still couldn't escape the fate of the world and the clutches of life.
Ling Yun is not an ambitious woman, she just wants to be ordinary, but the Shanhai Sect does not intend to let her go on like that. As the first goddess of the Shanhai Sect, Ling Yun seems to be carrying an extremely large burden on her shoulders.
She has to live for the rise and fall of the sect, fight for the strength of the sect, and die for the sect. It seems that this is her long-cherished destiny.
"The world is so big, how can there be any place for me? Haha."
Ling Yun sighed, his beautiful eyes flashed, and his heart was extremely sad, but he was like a canary. Now, even half a step of becoming powerful in the Shanhai Sect seemed to be a luxury.
Ling Yun knew that since the mountain master had made a decision, and it was Chrysostom's Holy Oracle who had already stated his position without personally coming forward, it was not that Ling Yun was ungrateful, but that she had really lost hope in life again.
She lost hope, and the Shanhaizong brought her really unparalleled harm.
Monster, it's just this ugly skin that caused chaos in the world, and made the entire Shanhai Sect flock to him. Otherwise, Chu Juncong might not be guarding him day and night.
She could only blame herself for everything. She couldn't blame anyone but her own life, which was such a failure.
"Jiang Chen, I hate you and love you to the core in this life. In the next life, I hope we will never meet again."
Ling Yun stared at the thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains in the distance, which were covered with white snow, but it was not as cold as the feeling deep in her heart.
In less than ten days, the news about the Shanhai Sect spread throughout the small half of the Zhongzhou Divine Land. Like locusts flying into the sky, it spread to almost all the sects. At that moment, countless people were excited.
Now, the geniuses of all major sects and the strong men in various fields are all eager to try. You must know that Ling Yun is the leading goddess in the entire Shanhai Sect. Her style is unparalleled in ancient and modern times, making the disciples of Shanhai Sect admire her extremely and regard her as her.
As the lover of my dreams, there are also many suitors, just like carps crossing the river, it is difficult to tell how many there are. Although this competition to recruit a bride is old-fashioned, it attracts thousands of strong people to the mountains and seas.
Sect, because these people all want to see how fascinating the style of the first goddess of Shanhai Sect is.
This time there will be a competition to recruit a bride. There will be so many talented young people, it will definitely be a storm, and there will be so many differences that it is completely unflattering.
In the Shanhai Sect alone, there are probably dozens of masters at the Divine Emperor Realm who yearn for Ling Yun. In this battle, Chu Juncong is not the only one who is the real strong competitor. If he wants to be the absolute winner, he has to hold on to it.
It is not so easy to win a beautiful woman.
The entire Zhongzhou Divine Land has even become a grand event, and more and more people are participating in it in order to get a glimpse of the beauty of the Shanhaizong Goddess.
Dongying Mountain, in a ten thousand year old city, Jiang Chen has stayed here for more than half a month, because the divine weapon in his hand is being refined again. This time, he wants to turn all one hundred and eight swords into
Once the 108 Hunyuan Treasures are completed, Jiang Chen will have almost no opponent under the Imperial Realm. The 108 Hunyuan Treasures are something that almost no one dares to imagine, even if
He is a half-step emperor master, so he probably has to avoid his sharp edge.
However, reforging so many magical weapons is not an easy task for him, and it may even cause him trauma. An ordinary weapon refining master can refine a Hunyuan treasure.
, I don’t even know how long it will take to sacrifice, and Jiang Chen needs to sacrifice 108 handles together. You can imagine the difficulties and obstacles involved.
But this is the most important step for Jiang Chen. Only when he completes the refining of the Hunyuan treasure can he truly dare to face the powerful people on the Zhongzhou Divine Land. Even when facing the Pagoda, he dares to say that he can survive with his whole body.
retreat.
However, Jiang Chen will not underestimate these ancient forces. They can stand on the entire Zhongzhou Divine Land for tens of millions of years. There is a reason for their existence. Their strength and foundation cannot be underestimated. The only thing Jiang Chen can do now is
Good, that is to raise his strength and means to the peak, because the person he may have to face is Pagoda. Qingcheng and Sister Ning are all in the hands of Pagoda. Jiang Chen does not dare to take anything lightly.
Killing the pagoda and shocking the sacred land of Zhongzhou is what Jiang Chen wants to do. When he really shakes the entire Zhongzhou, Xiaoyu should be able to see it at that moment, right? Jiang Chen's heart is extremely sour, after so many years.
Come on, the only person he feels sorry for is Xiao Yu. He has walked all the way from Beiliang China to today, but he has never found any news about Xiao Yu. He cannot forgive himself. That is his failure and his incompetence.
After seeing the disappearance of Qingcheng and Sister Ning at this moment, if I could be stronger and stronger, maybe the outcome would be completely different.
Jiang Chen's face turned red, he held a heavy hammer in his hand, and kept forging on the one hundred and eight divine weapons. The Green Lotus Zhan Spark kept spitting out, and he kept removing impurities, going back to the furnace and rebuilding it again and again.
Smelting in the Cauldron of Mother Qi of All Things, for Jiang Chen, it is not easy to re-forge each Hunyuan treasure weapon. What needs to be experienced is extremely painful and boring smelting.
Finally, two months later, the one hundred and eight Hunyuan Swords in Jiang Chen's hand were completely born. Fortunately, he had arranged the formation in advance, otherwise, the entire ancient city would probably have been turned into ruins, and the shocking thunder continued.
The whereabouts, tempering of the divine sword, coupled with the thunder in Jiang Chen's hand, repeated repeated tempering, lightning and electrophoresis, finally became a treasure!
At the same time, Jiang Chen tempered and renovated all the puppets of the Dragon Riding Heavenly Guard and the Thunder God Guard, so that the strength of all the puppets had reached the middle stage of the God Emperor Realm. Jiang Chen gave up and waited until
When he finished it successfully, he was so tired that he lay down motionless and slept for three days and three nights.