Fantasy: After ten thousand years of reading, I became an emperor

Time passes.

Three days later.

Zhenshi Holy Sect is a huge immortal island.

Millions of disciples gathered.

Many deacons and elders from the outer gate were also present to maintain order.

Today, the Zongmen competition is about to begin!

Unlike in the past, this time, the ranking of Dabi is related to the attribution of the next Holy Lord.

In the distant sky, two fierce beasts with hideous appearances and strong breaths pulled a white jade chariot and came leisurely.

The white chariot was adorned with all kinds of treasures, and the two beasts were covered with golden ornaments.

From a distance, it was extremely shocking!!

Pull the wind, luxury...

The moment they saw the chariot, many disciples erupted into an exclamation.

"It's Senior Brother Cunyuan!!"

"It is rumored that Senior Brother Cunyuan is already a true god peak cultivator, and I am afraid that he will be able to enter the top three this time. "

An outer disciple's eyes were full of awe.

Cunyuan, one of the true lineages of the Zhenshi Holy Sect, has a holy spirit body, ignites the divine fire at the age of less than 100, and cultivates for 300 years, which is already a true god realm.

Whether it is qualifications or strength, he can be regarded as a leader among his peers.

Behind it stood a Supreme Elder, who was also extremely noble in the Zhenshi Holy Sect.

Feeling all kinds of awe-inspiring gazes on the square, Cun Yuan's heart was indescribably floating.

He didn't have any interest in the position of the Holy Lord, and he didn't even care about the ranking of the sect's big competition.

I came here purely to enjoy the feeling of being in the limelight...

Yes, right now.

There is an indescribable comfort in my heart.

But suddenly, a cold light whistled through his elaborately decorated white jade chariot.

"Roar!!

The tiger roared, and I saw a young man covered in blood and qi, wearing animal skins and carrying an axe, appear.

He rode a huge tiger ten feet tall and surrounded by flames.

The tiger's breath was surrounded by mysterious energy, and the primeval breath swept through the four heavens and the earth, faintly distorting the void.

This is a pure-blooded beast of the Holy Sacrifice Realm

"Senior Brother Kitayama!!"

"It's Senior Brother Kitayama!!"

There was a hint of fanaticism in the eyes of countless teenagers

The young man in the dome is named Beishan Black Tiger, and his blood of the Taigu clan flows in his body!

He was abandoned in the mountains and forests since he was a child, and he was accompanied by fierce beasts.

According to rumors, he was rescued by the Holy Sacrifice Realm Tiger and guarded it to this day.

Later, after he entered the Zhenshi Holy Sect, many Supreme Elders wanted to accept him as a disciple, but he refused.

He didn't care about the position of the Holy Lord.

Participate in the big competition, just to fight!

Cun Yuan looked at the Black Tiger of Beishan with fear, and there were waves in his heart.

This Beishan Black Tiger actually stepped into the Holy Sacrifice Realm

"Hahaha!I didn't expect Brother Beishan and Cunyuan to come so early..."

A voice sounded, and I saw that the sky seemed to be torn open by a crack, and the mighty sword light appeared in the eyes of millions of disciples like a firefly.

At this moment, it seems that the sun and the moon are dimmed and everything is lost.

"It turned out to be, Brother Ling Ran. "

Cun Yuan pretended to be calm and arched his hand towards the void.

But I regretted it very much in my heart.

This time... It shouldn't have come.

His limelight was all stolen.

The figure in the sword light was named Wei Lingran, known as the Sword Demon, and his strength was extremely terrifying, and he had already stepped into the Holy Sacrifice Realm.

With Wei Lingran's appearance, more terrifying aura poured out!

Cun Yuan's heart was already numb.

In the past hundred years, among the younger generation of the Zhenshi Holy Sect, they are already arrogant and demonsy!!

Clang......

Clang......

Clang......

The long bell rang throughout the sect.

With the arrival of a divine rainbow glow, the elders of the inner gate came.

In the past hundred years, the original structure of the Zhenshi Holy Sect has also changed.

Only by stepping into the Supreme Realm can you become an Inner Gate Elder!

Even with the passage of time, in the future, in the sect, the Supreme Realm will be able to serve as an elder of the outer sect.

With the help of Jiang Beixuan's refining medicine, there are already many elders who are about to step into the extreme path and achieve the emperor realm.

On the jade chair suspended in the void, the current Holy Lord of the Zhenshi Holy Sect, who had just broken through the Supreme Realm, also appeared.

He looked at the millions of disciples, as well as the many young Tianjiao, and endless emotion appeared in his eyes.

After calming down a little, the current Holy Lord of the Zhenshi Holy Sect spoke majestically,

"Zongmen Dabi, it's officially started!!"

"The rules are the same as in the past, the third person can choose any exercise in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and give a superb holy weapon. "

"The top 100 are rewarded. "

"By the way, this time you will be in the top 10 and you will get additional rewards... The best talisman holy weapon refined by the ancestors!

The voice of the current Holy Lord of the Zhenshi Holy Sect had just fallen.

Countless disciples' eyes burst out with a gleam

If you enter the top ten, you can get a superb talisman holy weapon refined by the ancestor.

If you can enter the top three, you will be able to get two superb holy weapons, and you can also go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to choose an exercise!!

In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Zhenshi Holy Sect today, there are countless exercises of the Great Emperor, and it is said that there are also immortal realm exercises!!

But if you want to get into the top three, it's very difficult.

Not to mention demons like Wei Lingran and Beishan Black Tiger.

Even if it's a Tianjiao like Cunyuan, it's not thousands...

Jiuli Xian Island.

Outside Jiang Beixuan's small courtyard.

Ji Changkong sat in the big array in pain.

The momentum on his body has reached the middle stage of the Holy Sacrifice.

This is the benefit brought to him by a wisp of blood of the primeval gods and demons.

But...... This comes at a cost.

He forcibly absorbed and refined the bloodline of the primeval gods and demons, and now his body has reached its limit.

If you forcibly break through again, it will only break the foundation of the Dao and your cultivation will be wasted.

But it's too late to give up.

The blood of the primeval gods and demons had already melted into the meridians of his body, and it was running around in his body unsuppressed.

If this continues, within ten quarters of an hour, his flesh will explode.

"I'm not reconciled!!"

"This is my only chance. "

Ji Changkong forcibly supported his body, using his spiritual power with all his might, trying to suppress the riotous energy in his body.

It's a pity that it still hasn't had much effect.

Thinking that today's sect competition was about to open, Ji Changkong's heart became more and more desperate.

Do you really want to become a wasted person, or fall here?

In front of him, there are now only two options

If you give up your cultivation, you can save your life.

Continue to brace hard, explode and die...

What to do?

Ji Changkong was confused in his heart.

It was not easy for him to break through the Purgatory Rakshasa realm, and it was not easy for him to get to where he is today.

Although even if his cultivation is exhausted, the master will not expel himself from the door.

But I can't bear to live a chaotic life.

Even if it falls!

We also have to fight for hope.

"Self-slashing!!"

Suddenly, Ji Changkong's mind came up with an ancient cultivation method.

It is rumored that in the primeval period, there was a demon who was born as the supreme, and his roots and bones were amazing for eternity.

But in order to have a more flawless Dao foundation, he chose to cut himself, turned his body into a foundation, and condensed the world's strongest immortal body.

Although he is not as good as the demons of the primeval years, he can follow his example.

Self-cultivation and condensation of the foundation.

This is the only way.

Only in this way can we withstand the wisps of blood of the primeval gods and demons.

If you succeed, your qualifications, foundation... The metamorphosis will also be completed.

"∪ is not broken, it is not standing!"

Ji Changkong's eyes showed a touch of determination.

The spiritual power of the whole body began to reverse.

Severe pain befell you.

Rumble!!

The sound of explosions echoed.

His realm began to regress...

What followed was the backlash of the blood of the primeval gods and demons.

This is an extremely dangerous process.

If you are not careful, you will never recover.

"Condensation!!"

With a shock, the mana of all his body melted into his physical body, gradually turning into a foundation.

At the beginning of the Holy Sacrifice...

The pinnacle of true gods...

In the middle of the true god...

The pain continued, but his physical body underwent a qualitative transformation again.

Dense runes surrounded his body

Streams of golden light poured down from the dome and bathed him.

But the raging primeval gods and demons were still tumbling in his body, and they were even more and more irrepressible...

In the small courtyard, Jiang Beixuan's face showed surprise.

Ji Changkong actually broke the extreme of his physical body.

Whoa!!

Jiang Beixuan quietly appeared behind Ji Changkong, and a drop of water containing rich vitality appeared in his palm.

In the distance, the moment Magi noticed the droplet, there was a look of shock in her eyes.

It is the vitality of the spiritual liquid, drinking a drop, can prolong the life of the emperor for 10,000 years.

Such things are rare to the Immortal Force.

But Jiang Beixuan did not change his face and slapped that drop of vitality holy liquid into Ji Changkong's body.

With the integration of this drop of vitality holy liquid, Ji Changkong's breath began to gradually calm down.

"Calm down, hold Yuan Shouyi. "

Jiang Beixuan's palm landed on Ji Changkong's back, and the mysterious power instantly suppressed the wisp of ancient gods and demons for him.

When Ji Changkong heard this, he didn't dare to be distracted.

Next, he wanted to borrow that wisp of the blood of the primeval gods and demons to restore his cultivation.

More than half an hour passed.

With a roaring sound, the coercion of the late stage of the Holy Sacrifice erupted from Ji Changkong's body.

"The great grace of the teacher, the sky will be remembered forever!"

The moment he opened his eyes, Ji Changkong knelt down to Jiang Beixuan.

If it weren't for Shizun's action, even if he broke the extreme of his physical body, he might still have exploded and died just now.

"Let's go to the big competition. "

"After suppressing the younger generation and taking the position of the Holy Lord, you will be the fifth true legend of Jiuli Immortal Island..."

Jiang Beixuan turned around and slowly returned to the small courtyard.

Ji Changkong was shocked when he heard this.

If he suppresses the young and lacking people who participated in the sect's big competition, he will be able to become the fifth true disciple of Shizun!

"Changkong will live up to the high expectations of the teacher. "

Looking at the wooden door of the small courtyard, Ji Changkong bowed deeply, turned around and disappeared into nothingness. _

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