"It seems that there are still many capable people. In this case, I will come to meet you so-called masters. It is best not to disappoint me. It is interesting. It seems that if you want to win the throne of the Hundred Kings War, It’s not that simple. I didn’t expect that such a person exists. It seems that I won’t be lonely anymore.”
Lingchen muttered to himself. He just felt that there were several strength fluctuations in the direction of the battle field that were not weaker than his. I am afraid that some of them are still above him in combat power, especially one of them. He felt that he might have already Cultivation to the artistic conception is just a guess.
However, Lingchen thinks it is impossible. Those who have cultivated the artistic conception in their twenties, even Tang Xuan, one of the geniuses of the Qiankong Sect, are probably only at the same level. He is a thousand-year-old prodigy with a physique that is rare to see in ten thousand years. Although There is no shortage of geniuses in this world, but there are no other such geniuses in the Southern Region.
As the night passed, Lingchen was recovering his strength. At dawn, Lingchen walked out and headed straight to the battlefield.
The top five will be competed today, so Lingchen came to the battle field very early for no other reason than because of the throbbing. He urgently wanted to know how many masters there were, who they were, whether they had any grudges, and who they were. Will that level hinder his progress, and there is also the most important reason. He needs to fight to temper himself, in order to break through that hurdle and break through to return to his origin.
Chuyang finally emerged, releasing a majestic light. Its bell also sounded at this moment. The bustling battlefield became more popular today. Every cultivator was looking forward to it. The top five masters, those at the peak level. The masters were finally born today, and became famous in one battle. Today, the battle between strong men can be said to affect the hearts of millions of people. Among the new generation of masters in the southern region, who can wait for the first throne and who will win? They are extremely worried. expect.
Although Lingchen has a withdrawn personality, he is fortunately used to this kind of attention. He has reached the point where he is now, and he is no longer the stupid young man he used to be. Especially after three years in Shura Purgatory, Lingchen's body and mind have been washed to the point of An unknown level.
Lingchen has never felt that he is a sword that is about to erupt. Because of his personality, such a thing will not happen to Lingchen. In fact, Lingchen's heart is like a volcano that is about to erupt. As long as a gap is opened, thousands of feet can be destroyed. The magma may burst out and sweep away.
The top ten masters all appeared in Lingchen's eyes. What surprised him was that there were actually two women among them. They were only twenty or eight years old. Because they were covered by the secretary, Lingchen did not see their true identity. Out of curiosity, a "compass shadow" suddenly appeared in his eyes. A faint golden light flickered in Lingchen's eyes. Lingchen saw the true faces of these two women. They were so beautiful. , which directly made Lingchen blush.
Although Lingchen didn't take a closer look, it could be seen from some of the wheels that these two women were definitely synonymous with beauties. Their beauty could be said to be a disaster for the country and the people. They were three points more beautiful than any woman Lingchen had seen before, and Lingchen He also sensed a rather obscure combat power from them. This combat power surprised Ling Chen. How did they practice? One of them had condensed three thoughts, and the other had four.
He smacked his lips in his heart. It seemed that there were indeed many geniuses. Lingchen had worked hard and gained countless adventures. He even became a monk by fighting. Until now, he had only condensed a thought, and he had not really condensed it himself.
In comparison, Lingchen felt a sense of sadness.
"It seems that the strength is not enough. Each of the ten people standing here is a master of the Guiyuan Realm. They have thoughts from one to five realms, and their combat power is unparalleled. If I hadn't been rampaging in Shura Purgatory for three years, I'm afraid,
Facing these people, I'm afraid it's just "death", which is not enough now. I don't know who will win."
Lingchen was surprised. He originally thought that the throne of the Hundred Kings War was already in his possession, but now that he saw it, he felt that it was still too early to tell. None of these ten people were good people. Their high combat power made Lingchen
They all had scruples, especially two of them, who had actually condensed five thoughts and stepped firmly into the fifth level of Guiyuan. The faint fighting power made Lingchen feel itchy in his heart. He wished he could do it now.
Just a big fight.
Lingchen is a militant, right from the beginning, and needless to say now. Although Lingchen cannot be truly invincible among people of the same level, there will never be too much difference, and Lingchen also practices several holy arts.
He is even more confident. He wants to create a world of his own, which requires countless stepping stones, and these people now are the best.
The bell rang nine times, and the battle field became quiet. The battle began to flicker. The results of the battle were quickly revealed. The first battle was actually Lingchen. What made Lingchen helpless was that he was fighting against a woman named Qi Xinxin.
A direct descendant of the Huayang sect in the sect, it is said that this woman is the descendant of an old antique in the sect. She is born with a shortcut and has practiced rapidly. However, she is such a genius, but she is taking the path of Shura. The reason is just a joke.
"A woman should look after her husband and teach her children, no matter how decent it is to fight or kill."
For these words, Qi Xinxin went all the way. Not only did she trample the people in the sect under her feet with her fighting power, leaving her speechless, but she also made some reputation in the Southern Territory, but not with her real name.
Every time she attacks, a woman disguises herself as a man, so no one knows that she is Qi Xinxin. He has a domineering nickname in the Southern Territory - Shura Hand.
In her early years, Qi Xinxin received an ancient inheritance, which was well known to the Huayang Sect. After she obtained this inheritance, she even trained the Shura Hands to a very high level. Her combat power was unparalleled and she could hardly find an opponent in the Southern Territory. As long as she heard the Shura Hands
With his name, most people would be frightened and stay away.
Naturally, Lingchen didn't know these things, nor did he know that the famous Shura hand in the southern region was the woman in front of him. He had heard of this name when he went out to practice, but because Lingchen had never seen it, although Lingchen dismissed her on the spot.
Ignored.
The two faced each other from a distance in the fighting battlefield. Qi Xinxin still wrapped her whole body with secret techniques, but she still couldn't resist her beautiful figure, with her front and back curved. A beautiful woman had begun to take shape, Lingchen thought to himself.
"In a few years, I can snatch her over and make her my wife. But now, I have to establish a good relationship with her so that we can meet her in the future. I just don't know if she will agree, but it doesn't matter. If not,
If you promise, I'll spank him until he agrees, hehe."