Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

"Quiet!"

The supreme sect leader roared angrily, and the powerful momentum rumbled. In an instant, the entire hall fell into silence.

"Sect Master, now that Tianqi Divine Kingdom has been destroyed, the most urgent thing is to once again support the new Emperor Qi to ascend the throne, and then go to suppress the Zixu Sect. My supreme Taoist lineage is majestic and will not tolerate any provocation by any force.

A white-haired old woman slowly spoke. Although the old woman looked like a dying tree, her whole body was filled with a terrifying aura. She is a powerful being that is infinitely close to the gods.

Hearing this, the supreme sect leader nodded and slowly said,

"Elder Gao is right, if the Zixu Sect can destroy the Apocalypse Kingdom, there must be a half-step god.

Elder Gao, please take some elders with you to handle this matter. "

The Supreme Sect Master slowly spoke to the old woman. This old woman was closely inferior to him in strength and had once killed a Half-Step God Great Monster. She was very powerful.

With a few second-generation elders of the Half-Step Heavenly God Realm and a dozen third-generation elders of the Divine Fire Realm, this power is enough to suppress the three Apocalypse Kingdoms.

"Yes, Sect Master."

The old woman spoke slowly, and the Supreme Sect appointed five second-generation elders and thirty third-generation elders to accompany her.

After arranging everything, the Supreme Sect Leader slowly spoke,

"Elders, this meeting ends here."

As the third and second generation elders left one by one, the Supreme Main Hall fell into silence again.

The East Pole Continent, above the North Sea.

Blood oozed from the skin of the animal-skin boy, and he kept roaring. Suddenly... the scene in front of him was turned into ashes.

"This is an illusion! The Kingdom of God has been destroyed, and I have nowhere to take revenge. I can only pursue the Great Dao and rebuild the Phoenix Clan's former prosperity!"

The animal-skin boy's eyes suddenly opened, and he forced his spiritual power to suppress the violent aura.

“Cough cough cough…!!”

A large mouthful of blood overflowed from the mouth of the beast-skin boy. He felt that his life was passing away, and the power of the formation around him had begun to repel him.

Drowsiness swept through his brain, but he just held on and held on.

"I can't fail! This is my only chance!"

"There are still nine days left, I have to hold on."

The animal-skin boy's eyes were full of persistence, holding the sword in one hand and half-kneeling on the formation.

"This boy's body has been depleted of spiritual energy, and his muscles and veins have been injured. Although he has a great will, he will never survive tomorrow. It's a pity...

The old man in gray robe looked at the young man with eyes full of sigh.

One day passed, and the beast-skin boy in the formation was already dying. He had reached his limit.

"Are you going to lose?"

The animal-skin boy murmured, as coldness and sleepiness gradually filled his mind.

He even felt that his last consciousness was about to be completely lost, but at that moment, an unwillingness spread deep in his consciousness.

"No! I can't fail!"

Unfortunately, if he worships this time, Qi will never have the chance to worship the Zixu Sect again. "

"The hope of the Phoenix clan rests entirely on me, how can I be willing to do so? How am I qualified to give up?"

"Is death scary? Not scary! Today I have only two choices...die! Or succeed!"

Obsession made the boy with animal skin open his eyes again. He was shaken all over, and his seriously injured and dying body stood up staggeringly.

"What?!"

There was a hint of horror in the eyes of the old man in gray robe, the boy with animal skin actually pushed forward again!

"With such perseverance, if you are like this in the sect, I am afraid that thousands of years later, you will be an unparalleled genius!"

The gray-robed old man whispered, a monk spends his life fighting for life with heaven and earth! Under the Emperor Realm, qualifications may still be important, but if you step out of the Emperor Realm store... perseverance, opportunity, and Taoist heart are even more important.

Eight days have passed again!

At this time, there are less than 200,000 young people in the formation. Those who can hold on until now are all people with extremely strong Taoist hearts!

But among the 200,000 young men, only the boy in animal skin stands out!

At this moment, his breath was dying, and his body was almost withered, but he did not fall down.

"What a terrible perseverance. It's just a pity! Even if he joins the Zixu Sect, I'm afraid he will be useless."

“Although I have perseverance, I lack a bit of luck, which is a shame.

Countless young monks looked at the animal-skin boy with sighs.

Time passed slowly, dusk fell, and then darkness gradually swallowed the earth, and a pale moon slowly emerged from the sea.

When dawn comes, the test will end, but the closer it gets to the end, the faster the disciples in the formation will be eliminated!

"Ah... I had such a comfortable sleep this time!"

The short and fat monk woke up slowly. He opened the wine gourd and took a sip of wine in his mouth. He noticed the boy with animal skins in surprise.

"It's strange! The vitality is almost gone, the spiritual energy is exhausted, the meridians are almost severed... and you are still alive?"

"Brother, he has been like this for ten days!"

The old man in gray robe said, and the short and fat monk took a breath when he heard the words.

".~Such perseverance! I'm nowhere near as good as it. It's just a pity... Even if you join my Purple Void Sect, it will probably be useless."

After saying that, the short and fat monk closed his eyes again and shook his head with regret on his face.

"well"

The old man in gray robe shook his head. Although the young man managed to survive from the obsession, his cultivation was almost completely ruined, and even his vitality was about to be exhausted. For ordinary people, he would have died on the spot.

As time goes by, the sky is filled with stars and the whole night is dotted!

I don't know when the moon has disappeared... On the horizon, the seven middle lines are delayed.

Dawn is coming!

Wow... the formation instantly vanished into nothing!

It is estimated that there are only 50,000 to 60,000 young monks who have passed the test.

"Congratulations to all of you, you have passed the test of the Questioning Formation and are qualified to become my disciples of the Purple Void Sect!"

The old man in gray robe moved his palm, and the powerful force lifted up tens of thousands of young people.

At this time, the beast-skin boy passed the test, his obsession faded away, his vision went black for an instant, and his body slowly fell down.

(Well done) The old man in gray robe walked to his side, turned his palm, and a jade bottle appeared in his palm. He took out a pill and put it into the mouth of the animal skin boy.

As the elixir melted into the animal skin boy's internal organs, a powerful spiritual power instantly stabilized his vitality.

The animal-skin boy's breathing gradually became calmer. He moved his fingers and slowly opened his eyes.

"Thank you, senior, for saving your life!"

The boy in animal skin bowed respectfully to the old man. The old man just bowed his hands and said with a sigh,

"Your meridians are broken and your cultivation is gone... Although I have stabilized your vitality, I am unable to repair your meridians. There is no need for you to go to the next Ten Thousand Swords Formation, otherwise you may not survive." Save.

As for your physical problems, I will try my best to recommend you to the elders of the first generation. If the elders of the first generation like you and are willing to repair your meridians, it will be your chance. "

"Thank you, senior Wu."

The animal-skin boy gave a bitter smile. .