Starting from the control of Hongmeng, fishing for the heavens

"This thing is the Nine Layers Most Holy Platform. There are nine floors in total. One floor is a world, and a universe. Every time a disciple of Emei breaks through a floor, he will get a chance."

The childish voice echoed clearly throughout the Golden Dome.

The nine-color golden lotus and the vision of Ziqi Donglai have not yet been obtained, and Mu Bai does not plan to show up this time.

Because it is not compelling enough.

With Mu Bai's mighty voice swirling down!

Seven colors of divine light suddenly erupted from the Ninefold Holy Altar, and the divine light turned into a colorful cloud bridge, extending from the sky and landing on the ground.

One time!

In the entire Golden Dome, thousands of people focused their eyes on the bridge of divine light. They were shocked, stunned, and unable to understand...

"All Emei disciples can step on this divine light bridge to reach the first floor of the Ninefold Supreme Holy Platform and start the assessment."

Mu Bai's voice is clearer and darker, like a dragon's chant.

"Master, this bridge is formed by the condensed energy of the seven elements of heaven and earth. How can it carry our bodies?"

A group of disciples of the Emei Sect stared at the Seven-color Cloud Bridge in front of them, facing each other.

"Don't use your thinking to measure the supernatural powers of immortals, immortals are omnipotent."

Mengqianqian Wushuang's pretty face showed determination, she lifted her lotus steps, stepped onto the Seven-color Shenguang Bridge, her white figure slid along the path, and reached the first step of the Nine-fold Holy Platform in an instant.

"Look, everyone, that young lady with a fairy-like temperament has already stepped onto the Seven-color Shenguang Bridge and arrived at the stairs safe and sound."

"Shenguang shines on the world, and clouds make bridges to carry the weight of our human bodies. This completely violates physics..."

"Why all the fuss, how can an immortal's methods be described by common sense?"

In the webcast room, countless water friends were dumbfounded again.

"What are you waiting for? Why don't you quickly follow the steps of your big sister!"

Seeing the disciples around him standing still, Master Liu Feng urged in a deep voice.

Brush brush!

The other [-] or so disciples of the Emei Sect who were present came to their senses and rushed up the Seven-color Shenguang Bridge one after another to reach the first staircase.

This opportunity for the immortal to preach is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The Wudang School and Shaolin Temple disciples present were all envious, and some of them were unwilling to give up, intending to step on the Seven-color Shenguang Bridge.

But the moment their heels touched the Shenguang Bridge, they stepped on nothing and fell to the ground in a very indecent posture.

"Hey, it seems that this time we Wudang and Shaolin are not destined for the fairy fate this time."

Seeing this scene, the Compassionate Host and Daoist Lei Xu sighed.

Chapter 50 Martial Arts and Shaolin Envy!

As more than [-] female disciples of the Emei Sect climbed to the Jiuzhong Holy Platform, many reporters from different regions present raised their shooting equipment high and aimed at them.

"Senior Sister..."

The girl who arrived at the stairs later hurriedly greeted Meng Qianqian who was at the front.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Originally, the first step was less than ten meters away from the second step.

But at this time, the space of the stairs began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye, instantly becoming dozens of times larger, which also made them farther and farther away from the second staircase.

"Sister, what's the matter?"

Three hundred or so female disciples of the Emei Sect face each other.

Mengqianqian's brows were tightly frowned, and before she could answer, thousands of green qi descended from the sky, landed on the stairs, and turned into wooden puppets several people tall.

Click click!

Thousands of puppets held sharp sickles in their hands, and moved towards a group of female disciples with stiff movements.

"Do it, rush to the second ladder."

Meng Qianqian shouted coquettishly, pulled out the spirit sword at her waist, and took the lead to charge towards the wooden puppet.

At this time, many cameras also captured this scene.

"These blue-colored monsters look so powerful! I don't know if the young ladies of the Emei Sect can break through."

"The aura of the earth star has been revived for a hundred years, and there has never been a story of an immortal preaching. We really hope that the Emei Sect can persevere until the end and obtain the inheritance of an immortal!"

"Not bad, come on ladies and sisters, you are the best."

In the live broadcast room, countless water friends boiled again.

At the Golden Summit scene, Daoist Lei Xu said in a deep voice: "The combat power of each of these wooden puppets is at least not inferior to that of ordinary innate seventh-rank warriors, and there are roughly a thousand of them. Mrs. Liu Feng, this first hurdle I'm afraid half of your three hundred disciples in Emei will be eliminated."

A group of Shaolin disciples, including Chen Xing and other members of the Secret Realm Bureau, were deeply convinced.

Although Emei is one of the seven major sects in China, there are definitely not many disciples in the sect who have reached the level of innate warriors.

Under the premise that the number of each other is several times different, even if they really break into the second ladder, they will definitely suffer heavy losses.

"Since it's a fairy preaching, it can't be judged by common sense. It should be more difficult."

The compassionate host stroked his long beard and said calmly.

at the same time!

On the first step, there has been a fierce battle.

Swords and swords filled the sky, mixed with the panting sounds of the girls.

Since it is an assessment, there must be no death.

All Emei female disciples who unfortunately died at the hands of the wooden puppet will be sent directly to the Golden Summit.

In the ten-minute battle, more than half of the three hundred or so Emei disciples were lost, and the puppet also lost one-third.

Meng Qianqian rushed to the forefront. No matter her moves or body skills, she was beyond the reach of other female disciples.

Dealing with a dozen wooden puppets alone, he did not fall into the slightest disadvantage.