"Now that the years have changed, although the twelve altars of red maple are lonely and divided, we have never forgotten the spirit and rituals left by our ancestors.
In fact, the real twelve altars of red maple are one, but the Emperor Cao Feiyang (the second person in the Southern Immortal Court) has poor means of controlling people, coupled with Emperor Shakti's obstruction, resulting in the eleven red maple twelve altars of the Southern Immortal Court fighting separately and chaotically.
Lei Zhenxiong was in a dantian, and his voice was like Lei Zhenxiong, so big that even the people standing at the back of the field could hear it clearly.
After a pause, he said: "If you want to sit in the position of the Twelve Altars of Red Maple in My Nine Netherworld, you must pass three levels, life and death have their own destiny, Wen Qingye, if you quit now, there is still a chance, otherwise we will not be responsible for any danger in passing the level."
Wen Qingye said with a smile: "It's just three levels, what's there to be afraid of?"
” Thunder said well, and said to the people below: "The inauguration assessment of the altar master begins, please Master Zu" As soon as the words fell, eight masters of the twelve altars of red maple walked out of the main hall, carrying a huge portrait of more than one zhang, the person in the portrait was wearing a cyan robe, standing with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, his eyes were blazing, although it was a portrait, it still gave people a sense of oppression that was not angry but powerful.
Qingyao Immortal Monarch!?
Wen Qingye knew who it was when he saw that person, it was a powerful man of the Silky Tribe, when the Terran took the lead in the world and established the Quartet Immortal Court, the Silky Tribes took refuge in the lord of the Southern Immortal Court and became a generation of Immortal Monarchs of the Southern Immortal Court.
Back then, this Qingyao Immortal Monarch had the style of an elder, with a thick temperament and simplicity, and he could be regarded as having the grace of supporting the Immortal Monarch, but unfortunately he failed to break through the shackles in the end, and when the time limit came, he sat down.
After the portrait was carried out, the five elders of the twelve altars of red maple took the lead, and they all bowed their knees, and more than 1,000 people in the field below knelt on the ground, kowtowed three heads, stood up, sorted out the clothes on their bodies, knelt down again, kowtowed three times in a row, and repeated back and forth three times, which was considered to be the completion of three knocks and nine bows.
The scene is spectacular, ordinary people only see it in their lives, Wen Qingye looked at the portrait, with respect on his face, followed the elder and everyone to kneel and worship together, several elders peeked at each other, and their good impression of Wen Qingye greatly increased.
After kneeling, Lei Zhenxiong began to announce the first level, invincible.
This level is difficult to say, it is not difficult to say that it is not difficult, it is to test Wen Qingye's strength, Wen Qingye's current cultivation is a second-grade golden immortal, so this second level is to let Wen Qingye face the ninety-nine second-grade golden immortals, and defeat these ninety-nine golden immortals within half an hour.
The two sides can't use the Law Heaven and Earth and the Dao Body, and the destructive power after casting the Law Heaven and Earth is really amazing, so as not to cause damage to the formation.
Lei Zhenxiong finished talking about the rules one by one, then looked at Wen Qingye and said, "You understand these rules."
Wen Qingye said loudly: "Thank you Elder Lei for explaining, I have already understood."
Although his current strength is a second-grade golden immortal, even if he doesn't use qilin fire, it is easy to fight against the general fourth-grade golden immortals, and if the ninety-nine second-grade golden immortals don't form a formation, it will be easy for him to defeat.
Wen Qingye strode to the square, only to see that ninety-nine second-grade golden immortal masters appeared densely around him, and these were all good hands of the Twelve Altars of Red Maple.
The masters of the Red Maple Twelve Altars have basically been adopted by the Red Maple Twelve Altars since they were children, and since they can be selected, their qualifications are not bad, and they have been brutally trained since childhood.
There were ninety-nine second-grade golden immortals in front of him, all of them were full of anger, and their eyes were looking at Wen Qingye deadly.
"Brothers, I'll try this kid first."
One of the big men walked out slowly, a five-foot red knife in his hand as if he had just killed someone and poured a layer of blood.
Phew!
The big man raised and fell, a red sword cut through the void, and a moving technique was unfolded, and he rushed to Wen Qingye's side in an instant.
Didn't move?
Seeing that Wen Qingye was motionless, Dahan had a trace of doubt, and then suddenly exclaimed, "Everyone is small" Just before he finished speaking, a sword rushed over and hit Dahan's body hard, Dahan felt his whole body go limp, and he fell to the ground and lost his mobility.
In an instant, a second-grade golden immortal of the Red Maple Twelve Altars fell to the ground.
So fast!
When everyone saw this, they were all shocked, not because Wen Qingye didn't move, but because his speed was too fast, and they, who were also second-grade golden immortals, couldn't see through Wen Qingye's sword speed at all.
"Let's go together!"
The masters of the Twelve Altars of Red Maple glanced at each other, and they also knew that Wen Qingye was not an ordinary person, and at that moment, the magic weapon in his hand appeared, surrounding Wen Qingye from all directions.
Wen Qingye's body shook and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes again, drawing his sword and taking out his sword, the speed was so fast that it was not at all something that ordinary second-grade golden immortals could see clearly.
However, within a few breaths, ninety-nine second-grade golden immortals fell into Wen Qingye's hands.
Off-the-field, some third-grade golden immortals were shocked to find that the sword speed was not something they could see clearly.
"The Way of the Heavens?"
Wen Qingye found that a spear pierced through the void and stabbed towards him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his body was vertical, and he performed the technique of shifting, dodging this shot, and then swept away with a sword, and the three Red Maple Twelve Altar masters of the second-grade golden immortal in front of him fell to the ground again.
An elder looked at Wen Qingye's ghostly back, and couldn't help but sigh: "This kid's shifting technique is also so exquisite, and so is his swordsmanship, his true qi is not like an ordinary master, and he hasn't used any Dao techniques, I'm afraid that the dozens of people present are not his opponents."
Li Bo nodded and said: "This kid, it's a bit interesting, it seems that his strength far exceeds that of cultivation, he is a top genius, and Old Altar Master Li has a good vision."
"That being said, I can't let this kid win so easily" Lei Zhenxiong's eyes narrowed, and he made a gesture to the dozens of masters of the Red Maple Twelve Altars who were still fighting in the distance.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Suddenly, the masters of the Twelve Red Maple Altars in front of Wen Qingye gathered one after another, and the surging true qi seemed to form a trend of connecting pieces between them, as if something was constantly brewing between them.
"Combo array?"
Wen Qingye looked at it and knew that the masters of the Twelve Altars of Red Maple were formed by the combination array, and it seemed that the grade was not low, in the middle of the combination array of intermediate immortal products and high-grade immortal products.
The sky suddenly became extremely dark, and only a tall tree could be seen soaring into the sky "Leave the Dragon Monument of Tianzhen!"
Bang!
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Above the sky, only a huge light curtain appeared, and from the light curtain a huge blue stone tablet appeared, from which everyone could feel the vast, vast breath, endless.