Chapter 3213: The Power of the Law Domain, Victory without Fighting

Cangxuan Sect's meeting hall, as the most powerful place of Cangxuan Sect, this majestic and majestic hall stands at the highest point of Cangxuan Peak. It is shrouded in clouds and mist, and ordinary elders are not qualified to step into it.

"I don't think it's appropriate to be here at Saint Origin Peak for this chief battle. Lu Hong's lineage was originally airborne from Jianlai Peak. The other two lines stayed at Saint Source Peak for so many years. They have no merit but hard work, so I suggest that Saint Origin Peak Postpone the battle for chief this year and wait for next year.”

In the main hall, the master of Snow Lotus Peak, Liu Lianyi, frowned slightly, looked at the list of Saint Origin Peak, and said.

Saint Origin Peak's list records the quotas of all the bloodlines participating in the battle for chief. Among them, Lu Hong's bloodline has an absolute numerical advantage, surpassing Shen Taiyuan and other two bloodlines combined.

Upon hearing this, Master Lingjun of Jianlai Peak frowned, with a look of dissatisfaction on his handsome cheeks. He glared at Fairy Lianyi and objected.

"It was a joint decision made by us and others to let Lu Hong's troops parachute over. Now you raise objections. Isn't it a bit too much?"

"And if Lu Hong's lineage acquires the chief disciple, it will naturally speed up the process of breaking the seal of the main peak. Once the seal of Saint Source Peak is broken, more disciples will be able to enter Saint Source Peak in the future, thus making Saint Source Peak stronger again. "

Liu Lianyi sneered when he heard this, faced each other head on, looked directly at the Lingjun Peak Master with cold eyes, and said sarcastically.

"I'm afraid that this Saint Origin Peak will turn into the second Jianlai Peak by then."

Peak Master Lingjun's handsome face instantly turned gloomy, and he slammed his slender and powerful palm on the table and said angrily.

"Liu Lianyi, don't go too far!"

Peak Master Lianyi's eyes were cold and unafraid, and he said coldly.

"What? I touched on a sore point, so you became angry. Who doesn't know your good plan?"

The eyes of the Lord of Lingjun Peak became sharp, and the source energy between heaven and earth seemed to be restless at this moment. There were actually visible fluctuations spreading out, and wherever he passed, a huge realm seemed to be formed. There was a huge concentration of sword energy in it, flashing with silvery cold light. For a moment, the void seemed to be plunged into the ocean of sword energy. The master of Jianlai Peak was like a king of swordsmanship, controlling the entire world of heaven and earth.

The master of Jianlai Peak has shown the power of a strong man in the realm of law. A strong man in this realm can already begin to transform the laws of heaven and earth, transfer tens of thousands of people with a flip of his hand, open up the world, and change everything.

A strong person in the Dharma Realm can sense the heaven and earth, and can tear apart the void hundreds of thousands of miles apart, transmitting his great power. Wherever his power reaches, the space will turn into nothingness. A strong man in this realm can use his source energy to activate his own legal domain. The place covered by the legal domain is the master and the god here. Those who fall into the legal domain will not only have their own source energy greatly suppressed, but also the source energy of heaven and earth will be cut off. It cannot be replenished, and most of the source techniques will be directly annihilated like igniting a fire on the bottom of the sea.

Once the legal domain is opened, unless it is broken by other legal domains, the life and death of all living creatures within the hundreds of thousands of miles covered by the legal domain will be controlled by it. The number of powerful people in the Legal Realm determines the sect's right to speak in a world. They are already qualified to establish a sect and are among the top existences in Cang Xuantian.

In the realm of sword energy, Peak Master Lingjun is like a god, able to control the life and death of any living creature in it. The entire Cangxuan Sect's source energy of heaven and earth became violent and full of edge at this time.

"Well! Do you still dare to use force with me?!"

Fairy Lianyi felt the envelopment of the sword energy domain, her face was cold, her starry eyes flashed with cold light, her bare hands were slightly raised, and the snow-white source energy light rose into the sky and quickly spread in the void. .

Frost and snow were flying, and the entire Cangxuan Sect was covered in silver. It was the cold winter season, and the temperature dropped sharply. All the disciples couldn't help but shudder, and looked at the highest point of Cangxuan Peak in surprise.

Two terrifying and powerful realms collided with each other. Countless source traces emerged between the sky and the earth. The void was shattered. Powerful energy fluctuations could easily destroy the entire Cangxuan Peak and plunge the world into destruction. The sound was terrifying and the scene was extremely terrifying.

Fortunately, the two peak masters had some restraint and did not really expand their legal domain. Otherwise, a hundred thousand miles away would be reduced to ruins due to the confrontation between these two powerful people in the legal domain.

boom!

Headmaster Qingyang slapped his palm on the table with a loud noise. He changed from his usual gentleness to become extremely majestic and said angrily.

"Stop, this is the meeting hall, not a place for you to act arrogantly!"

As the eldest disciple of Patriarch Cangxuan, Headmaster Qingyang has a respected position and is also the master of a sect. Naturally, Fairy Lianyi and Peak Master Lingjun had to give some face. After looking at each other, they put away their own legal domains and groaned angrily. With a cry, they were dissatisfied with each other.

The mountain wind was freezing, Xiao Yuanyan tightened his tight clothes, looking at the frost and snow in the sky, the sword energy, a faint look on his face, his deep and bright eyes with faint ripples, feeling the two monstrous momentums Under the pressure, a complex and extremely complex source pattern appeared on the smooth and white forehead, shining with light, and murmured.

"Is this the realm of law? He can change the world and control life and death. He is worthy of being a Cang Xuantian giant. It seems that I need to work harder!"

Xiao Yuanyan watched the fight start and end, and finally took a deep look at the meeting hall at the highest point of Cangxuan Peak. He turned around and entered the Spirit Pattern Hall again to study the ancient spirit patterns collected by Cangxuan Sect to increase his strength.

Time flies, the autumn colors are lonely, and the forests of Cangxuan Sect are also dyed with orange and yellow. As time approaches, the competition for the chief disciple has become the hottest topic in Cangxuan Sect. Countless disciples discuss and analyze, summarize the information of the participating disciples from each peak, comment and analyze, and calculate the winning probability of these disciples. There are even disciples with deep pockets, setting up bets based on the winning rate, which attracts countless disciples to place bets, hoping to make a fortune.

As the atmosphere in Cangxuan Sect becomes more and more heated, the competition for the chief disciple finally arrives in the expectation of everyone. The disciples of each peak and each lineage are ready to fight, and the fighting spirit is high. The chief disciple represents the only way to advance to the Son of God.

"Ding!"

As a heavy and ancient bell sound echoed among the mountains of Cangxuan Sect, the competition for the chief disciple finally began. All the participating disciples shot out bright light in their eyes, and the fighting spirit rose, making the whole world become restless.

Lights and shadows flew out from the mountains, converging into a bright torrent, converging around seven towering and steep peaks.

These seven peaks are surrounded by clouds and mist, with dense forests and waterfalls. They are extremely spectacular. They are the chief peaks of Cang Xuan Sect, and are the places where the chief disciples of each peak fight.

In front of the seven chief peaks, it was very lively, with countless disciples gathering here, noisy and bustling.

Suddenly, the source energy in the sky was vast, and it gathered to form six huge lotus platforms. Six powerful figures sat on them, shining with divine light, majestic and majestic, emitting magnificent source energy fluctuations.

Everyone fell silent, looking up at the six figures, with awe in their eyes, bowing and saluting, and saying in unison.

"Welcome to the headmaster, the peak master!"

As the most important event of the Cang Xuan Sect in a year, the chief disciple competition was naturally not absent from the Qingyang headmaster and the five peak masters, and they gathered here.

The headmaster of Qingyang nodded slightly, his expression was gentle, deep and majestic, like a towering mountain, firm and steady, standing tall and upright, with a sense of majesty without anger. Gentle, deep and majestic, with a sense of calmness that ordinary people can hardly achieve, as if the sky is collapsing without being startled.

"In this competition for the chief disciple, I hope all disciples will do their best to meet it, show their own strength, and set an example for many disciples of my Cangxuan Sect."

The gentle and grand voice of the headmaster of Qingyang resounded through the world and echoed in the ears of every disciple, but there was no sense of harshness and noise, and the grasp of power was subtle and mysterious.

"Yes!"

All the disciples who participated in this competition for the chief responded respectfully, with a gleam in their eyes, amazing fighting spirit, and gradually rising momentum, connecting into one, shattering the clouds in the sky, and the white clouds turned into flying catkins, scattered and broken.

After the six giants of Cangxuan Sect appeared, ten smaller lotus platforms condensed in front of them again. Ten figures flew in and sat cross-legged on them. They were the ten saints of Cangxuan Sect.

On weekdays, the ten saints practiced and did tasks on their own, and rarely gathered together. Now they appeared together in the competition for the chief disciple, which shows how much importance Cangxuan Sect attaches to this.

The appearance of the ten saints caused countless disciples to exclaim. Compared with the head of Qingyang and the five peak masters, they are the idols in the hearts of all disciples and the goals they strive for.

Xiao Yuanyan stood quietly on the top of the mountain, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the ten figures, with a faint smile on his face, his eyes slightly fluctuating, and said with great confidence.

"It's a pity that one of them will be removed next time!"

This is easy to understand. After Xiao Yuanyan became the chief disciple, he would inevitably challenge the ten saints. When someone rises, someone will naturally fall. Zhao Zhu, the tenth saint, is afraid that he will live up to the name of the saint.

After the appearance of the Ten Saints, many elders appeared one after another. The lineup was extremely luxurious, which further highlighted the importance that Cang Xuan Sect attached to the competition for the chief disciple.

When the head of Qingyang waved his sleeves, the ancient bell sounded again, echoing in the ears of everyone, indicating that the competition for the chief disciple had officially begun.

"Ding!"

"The competition for the chief disciple begins now. Disciples, show the results of your one-year hard training to your heart's content!"

"It's finally started!"

Xiao Yuanyan retracted his gaze, and the source energy in his body surged out. A cloud appeared under his feet, shining with a red-gold light, carrying his body towards the chief peak.

Just as he approached the chief peak, Xiao Yuanyan's face changed slightly, and he felt a heavy pressure. Even the speed of the source energy flowing between heaven and earth slowed down a bit.

Although Xiao Yuanyan was shocked, he understood in an instant that the chief peak should be engraved with a source pattern barrier, which could increase gravity. When the source master entered it, he was burdened with a mountain. The closer he got to the top of the mountain, the heavier the pressure. This was the first test of this selection.

In this environment, if a battle occurs, the consumption of source energy will certainly increase. If the disciples are not strong enough, they will not be able to support it at all and will not even be qualified to climb to the top.

Xiao Yuanyan sent down the source energy cloud and landed at the foot of the chief peak. Stone platforms were opened up one after another, like huge stone steps winding up to the top of the peak covered by clouds.

Xiao Yuanyan ignored the gazes of other purple-belt disciples of Lingwen Peak, his figure flashed, and he jumped onto the first stone platform. The pressure around him increased sharply, but he could not stop his figure. Like a stream of red-gold light, he kept running towards the top of the mountain.

The other purple-belt disciples of Lingwen Peak showed a few bitter smiles on their faces. They looked at each other and knew that there was no suspense at all in the competition for the chief disciple of Lingwen Peak this time. It must be Xiao Yuanyan. At most, they came to feel the tense atmosphere and prepare for the next competition for the chief disciple.

"Let's go, this one should soon become one of the top ten holy sons. By then, our spirit pattern will add another holy son, we can get more training resources and recruit more new disciples, which can be regarded as an honor. "Yan!"

The purple belt disciples who participated in the chief support of Lingwen Peak were very wise and did not choose to join forces to stop Xiao Yuanyan. It was not that they had not thought about it, but they understood that Xiao Yuanyan's strength had already reached the level of the top ten saints and was not something they could shake. .

"It's just that Jianlai Peak is miserable. This person is so powerful that he will become the Holy Son. Zhao Zhu is afraid that he will fall into the ranks of the Holy Son!"

These veteran purple-belt disciples of Lingwen Peak all have the strength of the seventh or eighth level of Taichu Realm, and are also considered outstanding among the inner disciples of Cangxuan Sect. However, when facing Xiao Yuanyan, they have no fighting spirit and are willing to admit defeat, which fully shows Xiao Yuanyan's strength. How tyrannical and capable of subduing others without fighting.

Xiao Yuanyan ignored the comments of the disciples behind him, rode Juechen, and turned into a red-gold torrent. Ignoring the heavy pressure in the chief mountain, he rushed to the top of the mountain easily, arrogant among the heroes.

At this time, the fastest disciples from other peaks had just reached the mountainside. Everyone tried their best to prevent others from climbing to the top first. Fierce battles took place on the other six chief peaks. On the mountain, only Lingwen Peak is harmonious and quiet, which is a bit unreal.

Xiao Yuanyan stood quietly on the top of the mountain, arrogantly looking down on the heroes and all living beings. His eyes swept over the peaks and figures, and finally stopped in the direction of the Holy Origin Peak. At this time, Zhou Yuan actually broke through and entered the fifth level of the Taichu Realm. , beating Yuan Hong, the biggest favorite in the battle for chief executive of Saint Origin Peak, and attracted everyone's attention.

"As expected of the protagonist, his luck is sky-high. Breaking through in battle is as easy as drinking water. He shows himself as a saint in front of others and earns enough shocked looks!"

The corners of Xiao Yuanyan's lips were slightly raised. He was very confident that Zhou Yuan would become the chief disciple of Saint Origin Peak. He even bet on Zhou Yuan's victory before the battle for chief disciple began. He should be able to win a large amount of source jade, which would make him rich. One stroke.

Zhou Yuan fell from the sky, with a violent aura around him. He blasted out his iron fist and hit Yuan Hong on the top of the mountain. His origin energy was agitated and the attack was fierce. He directly smashed the most promising disciple of Saint Origin Peak into the mountain.

"Boom!"

The hard mountain of Chief Peak collapsed, gravel flew, dust flew, and the whole place was in a haze.

When the dust settled, Zhou Yuan stood in the sky, with blood drops dripping from his fists, looking down. Yuan Hong lay completely in the rubble, his arms bent in half, extremely miserable, his whole body was weak, his face showed a look of horror, his mouth kept opening and closing, and he let out an unwilling roar, hoarse and desperate, and there was a long sword next to him. Embedded in the rocks, the sword trembled and let out bursts of whining.

"I don't accept it, how can you defeat me!"

Xiao Yuanyan looked back, feeling very happy. This time he bet Zhou Yuan's 20,000 yuan jade, which was his entire net worth. Because no one was optimistic about Zhou Yuan, the odds reached an astonishing five times. He suddenly became rich. .

Xiao Yuanyan finished watching the excitement and then remembered the business. Looking at the disciples of Lingwen Peak who had arrived at the top of the mountain, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he asked them with a strong aura.

"Are you going to take action?"

All Spirit Pattern Peak disciples shook their heads and answered in unison.

"I've met the chief!"

When Xiao Yuanyan heard this, he nodded slightly and was satisfied with the knowledge and interest of these disciples. Although it didn't take much effort to send these disciples away, it was a joy to be able to save worry and effort. He looked up with piercing eyes, looking at Master Qingyang in the sky. His powerful and clear voice resounded throughout the world and echoed in the ears of all his disciples.

"The battle for the chief of Spirit Pattern Peak is over, please give me the title as headmaster!"

The figure of Headmaster Qingyang stood in the void, overlooking the proud and independent Xiao Yuanyan below, nodding slightly, his eyes flickering with a hint of appreciation.

"The battle for the chief disciple of Lingwen Peak is really too dull. The other disciples don't dare to compete with Xiao Yuanyan. His strength is enough to rank among the top ten saints!"

When the old man from Tianshu heard this, his long white eyebrows raised slightly, and he said with a bit of pride.

"This kid is too immature. Senior Brother is so complimentary!"

Hongyafeng Gu Tianhong's face was a little ugly, he glared at the old man Tianshu and said very unhappy.

"You old boy got a huge advantage for nothing, Lingwen Peak is about to add another Holy Son!"

Although Fairy Lianyi of Snow Lotus Peak is a beauty-controller, she still expressed her admiration for the unrivaled Xiao Yuanyan, while feeling a little sigh in her heart.

"It's a pity that he's just not that good in appearance, otherwise I would have included him in Snow Lotus Peak!"

Fairy Lianyi's words made the corners of Tianshu's mouth twitch slightly. For the first time, he was glad that his junior sister was a face-controlling person, otherwise the plain-looking Xiao Yuanyan might have been abducted into Snow Lotus Peak.

Fairy Lianyi then turned her eyes and fell on Ling Jun, the master of Jian Lai Peak with an ugly face. She was in a very happy mood. Zhou Yuan defeated Yuan Hong, which resulted in the failure of Jian Lai Peak's plan and required one-fifth of the cultivation resources. , this was the agreement made when Lu Hong’s lineage transferred to Saint Origin Peak.

"Zhou Yuan showed up halfway, causing some people's plans to fail!"

Fairy Lianyi's cold face showed a bit of joy, her eyes narrowed slightly, she continued to stimulate the master of Jianlai Peak, and stabbed him again.

"Moreover, if Xiao Yuanyan enters the top ten Saint Sons, Zhao Zhu will probably fall into the ranks of Saint Sons. Jianlai Peak has been hit repeatedly, losing his wife and losing his troops!"

As soon as these words came out, the expression of the Lingjun Peak Master changed drastically, and the sword energy around him surged, tearing the surrounding void apart, and the aura was extremely terrifying and oppressive.

"Hmph, I'm willing to admit defeat. I, Lingjun, am not someone who can't afford to lose!"

"As for the battle of the ten saints, it's too early to say!"

The head of Qingyang looked at the two people facing each other with a headache. He coughed lightly, looked at Xiao Yuanyan and Zhou Yuan, and spoke loudly.

"The battle for the chief of Lingwen Peak is over. Chief disciple, Xiao Yuanyan!"

"The battle for the chief of Shengyuan Peak is over. Chief disciple, Zhou Yuan!"

A stone chair rose from the top of the chief peak, with the two big words "chief" engraved on it. Xiao Yuanyan sat down without hesitation, and Zhou Yuan did the same on another peak.

"Congratulations, Chief Xiao Yuanyan!"

"Congratulations, Chief Zhou Yuan!"

Countless disciples bowed and clasped their fists, congratulating at the same time, and the sound was vast and resounded through the mountains. (End of this chapter)