Chapter 742 Chaoyang Sacred Sect

Chaoyang Shengzong is located in the east of Kunlun Sanctuary.

There are red sun stones growing all over the place, and red peaks stand up one after another. Sometimes there is a vision of three days across the sky, and the essence of thousands of suns hang down, which can forge the flesh of the living beings. It is an extremely rare holy place for practice.

On the Taoist robes of Chaoyang Sacred Sect monks and immortals, there will be three suns tattooed on them. This is a sign of identity and a sign of the Holy Land. They also mainly practice the way of the Yang system.

Qinghai Xuanxian led An Bulang and others, and began to visit this famous holy land Dazong.

Wang Feng and Wang Wenjun of the Wentian Clan looked at the incomparably rich aura and immortal energy in front of them. It can be said that they were so excited that they couldn't contain themselves.

There are many monks in Hongmeng Continent who are still hesitating whether to go up. They are the first group to decide.

Almost all the members of the Langmeng came up, but they were randomly assigned to many holy sects in the four great sanctuaries.

An Bulang is not worried about Langmeng and others, he believes that they can make a fortune in various sects.

"The Hongmeng universe is vast and boundless, with countless galaxies. In this vast world, there are thousands of races competing for glory. And in the central star field, the practice power is the strongest, with ten practice sanctuaries. They occupy the essence of the universe, inherit It is the holy land of practice that every strong person yearns for..."

"The ten sanctuaries are the Yin-Yang Sanctuary, Flowing Gold Sanctuary, Purple Star Sanctuary, Kunlun Sanctuary, Zhenwu Sanctuary, Dream Soul Sanctuary, Flying Immortal Sanctuary, Wild Sanctuary, Light Sanctuary, and Void Sanctuary."

"Among them, there are millions of cultivation forces in the Kunlun Sanctuary, and countless strong ones. Even the immortal-level forces have more than a thousand immortal-level forces, and our Chaoyang Sacred Sect ranks ninth!"

While leading the crowd to visit the holy land of the sect, Qing Hai explained the division of power.

Wang Feng and Wang Wenjun of the Wentian Clan can also imagine how powerful the Chaoyang Sect has in the universe among the ten holy domains.

In their eyes, there are actually many immortals who are high above them in the Chaoyang Sacred Sect? Not only are there immortals, but there are also real immortals above the immortals, and even those who can traverse the starry sky?

Such a behemoth? If they have the opportunity to join, how would they choose?

Of course I want to join! !

They respected the disciples of Chaoyang Shengzong and Elder Qing Hai more and more, and their attitude became lower and lower.

Let alone them? Even Zell, Junshi and Nalan Jinli felt a little hot in their hearts.

The change in attitude? It made the disciples feel a lot more comfortable? But looking at An Bulang who was still disapproving next to him, he felt a little displeased.

A cultivator from the lower realm? Why are you pretending to be so forceful here?

"The holy patriarch of our sect, Yuanyang Tianxian? Daofatongshen? He has a high status, and has some relationship with the legendary Golden Crow Empress standing on the top of the universe. To some extent, our The hidden backer? It is the Golden Crow Empress!" Qinghe said suddenly from the side.

A great emperor as a backer!

Everyone couldn't help exclaiming.

The two big brothers of the Wentian Clan? They almost knelt down for this sect.

Now they? After understanding the world view of the Hongmeng universe? They are very clear about the weight of the emperor in this universe. That is the real supreme, the big man standing on the top of the universe! To be able to let a great emperor take care of it, this kind of background is undoubtedly extremely terrifying.

Hugging Chaoyang Shengzong? That is undoubtedly hugging an incomparably huge thigh!

The Great Emperor is too illusory for them, but their determination to join Chaoyang Sect is already extremely firm.

Even Mo Shi, Ze'er, Jun Shi, and Nalan Jinli were all moved by it.

Qing Hai glanced at Qing He with some satisfaction, these slightly boastful words actually won his satisfaction.

The rest of the sect's Tianjiao disciples also had a bit of arrogance on their faces, obviously extremely confident in their sect.

"Now you know how our sect exists? Your previous pride is not worth mentioning here!"

"However, we have also been ordered by our superiors to meet here... If you are willing to join the Chaoyang Sect, our sect is willing to give you a chance, a fortune."

A few haughty smiles appeared on Qingxue's delicate face, especially when she cast her clear eyes on the boy, wanting to see how the boy's pride was shattered by the impact, licking his face and begging to join Chaoyang Sacred Sect .

However, to her disappointment, the boy's expression was very calm from beginning to end.

"Hmph, it's come to this point, why are you pretending?" Qingxue felt displeased, and crossed her arms.

"Xiaoxue!" Qing Hai frowned and stopped softly.

Qingxue rolled her eyes, showing her displeasure on her face.

Qing Hai could only helplessly rub his brows.

Even if he was Qingxue's uncle, he couldn't control such a delicate girl.

Qingxue has excellent cultivation aptitude. She is a bright new star in the sect, and she is even expected to compete for the position of the sect's saint. Her father is also the great elder of the sect, the famous Jiuming True Immortal, and strictly speaking, she is still a fairy second generation.

Such a proud girl of heaven naturally has arrogance in her heart, and now she sees a young man from the lower realm who does not pay attention to Chaoyang Shengzong and does not lick her Chaoyang Shengzong, she is not happy.

Now it can be seen that the two Du Jie of the Wentian Clan clearly want to join the Chaoyang Sect, but

At this time, everyone had already passed by Chaoyang Shengzong's Martial Arts Dojo.

On it, the major disciples were practicing martial arts internally, and all kinds of powerful and miraculous techniques emerged one after another. Everyone in the Langmeng and the Wentian clan were amazed after seeing it.

Qingxue rolled her eyes and said with a slight smile: "Why, are you interested? You can compete with the various talents of my sect, and experience the demeanor of our Chaoyang Sacred Sect's talents."

Both Wang Feng and Wang Wenjun of the Wentian Clan showed hesitation.

At this time, Qinghe came up, with a kind smile on his face, and said: "Why don't you let me practice with you, we are all in the period of crossing the catastrophe, and let you experience the cultivation skills of Chaoyang Shengzong."

"Qinghe, you..." Qing Hai's face changed slightly.

"Don't worry, Elder, I will know the severity." Qing He replied with a smile on his face.

Qingxue responded with a smile on the side: "Everyone is going through the tribulation period, it's fine."

Everyone who came up from the lower realm was a little ready to move when they heard the words.

They also want to feel what the Heavenly Chosen of the Upper Realm looks like.

At this time, Qingxue became extremely friendly and encouraged everyone to join the battle. Even though she said that, she kept sneering in her heart, thinking that Qinghe would severely train these monks who came up from the lower realm through the battle.

Qinghe is the most powerful tribulation arrogance of the Chaoyang Sacred Sect. Wouldn't it be easy to abuse these bumpkins who came up from the lower realm? Just knock down their arrogance, let them respect Chaoyang Shengzong, and thus become submissive!

How could Qinghai not know Qingxue's plan.

But Qing Hai did not give strict orders to stop it. In fact, he saw that there were a few monks who seemed to be headed by the white-clothed boy, and he wanted to take this opportunity to stimulate these monks and let them understand how terrible the Chaoyang Sacred Sect is. , it is an honor for them to join.

The monks of the Wentian clan couldn't bear the instigation of others after all, and agreed to compete in the dojo.

The dojo is extremely wide, with large mountains, rivers and lakes inside, and there is a large array of immortals to maintain stability, allowing creatures below the immortal level to fight in it and sharpen themselves.

The arrival of Langmeng and others also attracted the attention of many arrogances in the dojo.

Some of these arrogances showed contempt, some looked curious, and some expressed friendliness. But it's as if the city people look at the country people. Although some country people have higher cultivation levels than them, they still can't hide their invisible arrogance.

"Is that a monk from the lower realm? It looks quite ordinary."

"Hiss, what an ugly lion, do the elders even want to recruit such an ugly monster into the sect?"

"What's the matter with that white-clothed boy? He's riding a dragon. He doesn't have any expression of awe. He looks like he's pulling two to five or eight thousand people. How proud of himself? It's their honor that our sect is willing to take him in. Bar?"

"Maybe he is the successor of a top clan in the lower realm?"

"Hehe, that's it? Dare to come to our sect to drag him? I really hope that Senior Brother Qinghe can teach him to be a good man."

As soon as he heard that senior brother Qinghe was going to compete with these monks from the lower realm, he chose to watch with a tacit understanding, and the voices of low-pitched discussions were endless.

Qinghe looked at the monks who came up from the lower realms, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, thinking that if he didn't tyrannize these people this time, he would be sorry for his status as the arrogant of the Chaoyang Sacred Sect.

The competition begins.

Wang Feng, the Supreme Elder of the Wentian Clan, took the lead.

He is a strong man in the eighth heaven during the tribulation period, and his cultivation base is two heavens higher than Qinghe's.

The competition between the two sides began.

Wang Feng used his unique technique, turning into a phoenix to ask the palm of the sky. Every time he hits a phoenix, a fire phoenix will burn everything.

However, Qinghe just smiled indifferently, his hands contained the pure and flawless power of the sun, and when he struck out with his palm, Huo Fenghuang bowed his head and recognized the master, as if he was the Lord of Ten Thousand Suns.

Boom boom boom!

The fierce collisions were earth-shattering again and again.

After only a few moves, Wang Feng was slapped on the chest with a palm, turned into a fireball, vomited blood and fell to the ground, losing.

"Okay! In just seven rounds, he successfully crossed two levels and defeated the tribulation-crossing cultivator from the lower realm!"

"As expected of Senior Brother Qinghe, he has practiced the Sunshine Sacred Skills to the level of transcendence and holiness! How can these monks from the lower realm resist?"

"Being defeated so easily by leapfrogging? Hehe, it's really okay to be weak, and the lower realm monks are nothing more than that. Why does the sect value them so much?"

Wang Feng's face turned red when he heard the words of the Tianjiao around him, but he had to obey.

"Fellow Daoist Qinghe's Daoism is supernatural, I'm convinced."

The white-haired old man was scorched all over, and saluted with pain.

This time he was abused terribly, but he became more determined to join Chaoyang Sect.

Qinghe smiled faintly, his eyes revealed a bit of superior indifference, and said: "Your cultivation techniques in the lower realms are extremely clumsy, and your strength is far inferior to the Tianjiao of Chaoyang Sacred Sect. But it doesn't matter, be humble, be obedient, put your own Straighten your posture, and after joining Chaoyang Sacred Sect, there will naturally be benefits for you."

As he said that, he still did not forget to cast meaningful eyes on An Bulang.

The second one to play was Wang Wenjun. Wang Wenjun was a top powerhouse who crossed the Nine Heavens of Tribulation. Seeing the Supreme Elder being brutalized, although he had great admiration for Chaoyang Shengzong, he still wanted to vent his anger.

He roared and rushed towards Qinghe.

However, Qinghe unleashed the holy power of rising sun, and transformed into the power of the sun like the sun burning the sky, and easily defeated Wang Wenjun's fairy power. In just a dozen rounds, Wang Wenjun was burned to the point of screaming and surrendering.

The surrounding sect arrogance shouted excitedly.

Wang Wenjun was overwhelmed, the difference in skills and foundations between the two sides was too great.

He was obviously a strong man who crossed the ninth heaven, but was brutally abused by the Tianjiao who crossed the sixth heaven.

At this time, Qinghe cast his eyes on Langmeng and the others, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said: "It's your turn, who of you is willing to come up and compete?"