Chapter 521 Divine body and ancient bloodline get together

Author: Beginning of Summer Rebirth

Chapter 521 Divine body and ancient bloodline get together

The people in front were brushed off one by one, until the eighth one, a girl with a delicate face, stepped forward to hold the purple spar, and the stone wall on the left lit up "Second Grade".

The colors of the five elements on the right are all bright, which means that the woman has all five elements of her true energy.

The old man finally showed a sincere smile on his face: "Not bad, congratulations on becoming my disciple of Zhuxian Sect!"

The woman smiled a little cautiously and stepped onto the mountain platform.

Thousands of people on the "Broken Bridge" were inspired, and their worries became intense again.

Then one after another came forward, with an average of three to five choosing one, all of them were people with the Five Elements or Shinto Ice, Thunder, Wind, Yin and Yang, and there were also those who only had three or two types of Five Elements Qi, but claimed to be good at business, blacksmithing, farming, etc.

The old man will then take out the spar and test it. Once it passes the test, he can enter.

By noon, there were 70 to 80 winners and over 1,800 losers. The success rate was really low.

Finally it was the turn of Mr. Sima Daozong. This man put away his fan, smiled lightly, stepped onto the passage of the stone monument, stretched out his fair right hand and pressed the purple crystal stone.

The stone tablet on the left lights up "First Grade"!

In the Earthly Fairyland, it is still more than five turns.

The stone tablet on the right lights up with the blazing True Yang, the Shinto Yang True Qi. Not to mention this, there is also the shadow of a small pocket sword appearing next to it.

"On the Broken Bridge" the crowd looked at each other, not knowing why, this Master Sima's talent seemed to be... different!

The old man's eyes suddenly widened and his body trembled slightly. A dozen masters of the Zhuxian Sect on the mountain stood up together, all of them looking surprised.

"Boy, who is your last name?" the old man asked urgently.

Sima Daozong smiled calmly: "Sima Daozong of the Sima family of the Northern Han Dynasty!"

The old man immediately looked around, with a strange look on his face, and exhaled loudly, sounding like thunder: "Sima Daozong, the great master of Zhuxian, Jinyang Sword Body!"

Eighteen sects from all surrounding peaks can hear it at this moment.

This seems to be a supreme honor, and it is also a capital for showing off and comparison. Moreover, if you are a bachelor, you can directly sign up and you are not afraid of others being jealous and committing assassinations. This is self-confidence and fame!

There was a faint sound of low-pitched curses coming from various peaks near and far.

The old man was very proud and grabbed Sima Daozong's hand: "Junior brother, hurry up to the peak!"

His attitude is extremely enthusiastic, and he has become an equal immediately. People who have not yet passed the "Broken Bridge" movie are envious.

Sima Daozong pretended to be reserved and bowed his hands shamelessly: "Brother, you're welcome!"

Walk slowly towards the mountain.

Next, one after another, continue the boring testing.

A moment later, an excited voice of Hong Zhongdalu came from the distance: "Xuantian Sword Sect Ji Jiuwei, of the ancient Jiufeng bloodline!"

Another burst of yelling came from far and near.

The old man in front was startled for a moment and then sighed. It seemed that the Golden Yang Sword Body was no match for the ancient Nine Phoenix bloodline.

Bai Xuanji's eyes lit up: "Master, Madam seems to be very talented!"

Xin Zhuo rubbed the center of his eyebrows. She had known about my bloodline for a long time, and Taiping Palace also knew about it. However, I wonder if some of it has been passed on to me?

And I’m from the same family as Gongsun Li?

I was stunned when the distant voice said again: "Xuantian Sword Sect Chanyi, innate sword body!"

The shouts and curses from the mountains near and far became more frequent.

The face of the old man opposite looked better. It seemed that Chanyi's "Innate Sword Body" was similar to or worse than Sima Daozong's "Golden Yang Sword Body".

Xin Zhuo's face looked a little strange, so is Chanyi inherently talented, or was she trained twice by Wangyue Jingshui?

"Haotian Sect Jiang Nuying, innate Taoist body!"

At this time, an old voice in the distance could not conceal the excitement in his tone.

"Damn it, you don't deserve to be your son!"

The old man in front finally cursed angrily. It was obvious that Jiang Nuying's "innate Taoist body" was very outstanding.

Bai Xuanji couldn't help it anymore and approached Xin Zhuo: "Our family... seems to have pretty good talents."

Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and confirmed that this ghost body and bloodline were most likely cultivated by Wangyuejing.

It doesn’t seem to be valuable anymore, so will I be a “Wang Yue Jing Body”?

Thinking of this, I laughed out loud.

The previous tests are continued, eliminated, and passed.

A moment later, two loud roars came from the distance again:

"Ling Yun Sect Bear Palm, Nine-tailed Fox bloodline!"

"Lingyun Sect Yam, Heavenly Silkworm Holy Body!"

"Hahaha, who dares to fight with my Lingyun Sect?"

The tone is arrogant and domineering.

"This...why are there so many second-class monster physiques and bloodline geniuses gathered together?"

On the mountain platform in front, a group of people from the Zhuxian Sect looked at each other.

It took the old man a long time to calm down.

Bai Xuanji was already eager to try it, and whispered: "Master, let me try it first!"

"Go!" Xin Zhuo nodded, feeling calm in his heart. Not surprisingly, everyone who had been trained by Wangyuejing three times had awakened these strange bloodlines and physiques.

Bai Xuanji nodded and pushed forward. After a while, it was finally her turn. She took a deep breath, squeezed into the middle of the stone tablet, and held down the purple stone.

"Second Grade" appears on the stone tablet on the left.

Little venerable.

The three colors of "gold, wood, and water" appeared on the stone tablet on the right, but then a shadow of war appeared on the side.

The old man didn't take it seriously at first, until he saw the silhouette of the soldier, he was startled and asked urgently: "What's your name?"

Bai Xuanji replied cautiously: "Bai, Bai Xuanji!"

The old man immediately shouted like thunder: "Bai Xuanji, the great master of Zhuxian, has an innate military body!"

Clearing her throat, she said politely: "Junior sister Bai, come in quickly!"

Innate... military body?

Xin Zhuo felt that this divine body was... somewhat strange.

Bai Xuanji had already headed to the opposite mountain peak and looked back at Xin Zhuo expectantly.

Xin Zhuo is not too anxious anymore. Now my mother and Chanyi are in the Xuantian Sword Sect, Xiongzhang and Yao are in the Lingyun Sect, Nvying is in the Haotian Sect, and Bai Xuanji is here. He is waiting for Su Miaojin.

Su Miaojin showed up in Qingyu for seven days, becoming a little master in one fell swoop. She may have good talent, but she just doesn’t know which sect she is in?

The warriors in front tried one after another. Occasionally, there were many gods and monsters of ancient blood appearing on the peaks in the four directions.

There are also a few acquaintances——

"Ji Zejun, the Holy Sect of Hehuan, has a charming body!"

"Hehuan Holy Sect Lingyi, Luanfeng bloodline!"

These two people have nothing to do with Xin Zhuo. The empress dowager Ji Zejun went to the Hehuan Holy Sect. Although she carried the word "sacred", she didn't seem to be serious. I don't know if it was her blessing or her disaster, and this

Lingyi... seems a little familiar.

One stick of incense, two sticks of incense... one hour...

When the sun was setting, a surprisingly surprising roar finally came from the distance:

"The Sea of ​​Clouds and Mists, Su Miaojin, the Holy Body of the Nine Desolations, the Divine Water from the Nine Heavens that opens the Heaven's Gate, the ancient emperor Qing Emperor's physique, who dares to fight? Which disciple can fight?"

There was total silence in all directions for a moment.

"Emperor's physique!"

The old man of the Zhuxian Sect and the masters in front looked at each other with shocked expressions. They were silent for a long time and seemed not even willing to curse.

Finally we waited for Su Miaojin.

Sea of ​​Clouds and Mist, Xuanyuan Qingqing’s fellow student!

Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief. There was only one person left in front of him, plus he had two more people. It was almost done. He raised his feet and moved forward. Suddenly, his calm mood suddenly became rippled.

In fact, he felt that the sect's selection of materials on this day was very embarrassing, very stupid, and very casual. He read eight kinds of novels in his previous life a day, but when it was his turn, he was inevitably a little worried. Will I find out that he is very awesome?

His physique? Amazing the world? Everyone bows to him?

Although it’s embarrassing, it feels great!
To be continued...