Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

Three days later.

Cangyun Immortal Palace welcomed many distinguished guests, and the martial arts field was already crowded with people.

More than a thousand inner sect disciples were present, standing in array on the periphery of the martial arts arena, white-robed Shengxue with extraordinary bearing and extraordinary talent.

Behind the inner disciple, there are tens of thousands of outer disciples, standing solemnly and quietly, the gray long clothes are immortal, and there is no immortal immortal that mortals expect.

Any one person can be called the proud son of the sky that is hard to look up to.

Ordinary scattered cultivators here, I am afraid it is difficult to raise their heads, and they are overwhelmed by this terrifying battle. Even standing still, they will feel ashamed.

This is the strength of Cangyun Immortal Palace, and it is also the foundation of Tianjie sect.

But today, these tens of thousands of arrogances are also difficult to shine.

The focus of the audience was on the two people standing still in the martial arts field.

As a contemporary senior sister, Zhong Limeng naturally stood on the right side, while Fu Haotian was holding a cloud fan and opposed to the left with a calm and confident face.

This man and woman attracted tens of thousands of eyes. The chief disciple of the Cangyun Heavenly Palace will be born among them, and the future master of the Heavenly Palace will be right in front of them.

The two of them were like the sun and the moon, the light covering the stars behind them.

The chief ceremony has not yet begun, and countless eyes have been attracted by these two people. A depressing and tense atmosphere spreads silently in the martial arts field.

Clouds and mists curled up, and the rays of the sun reverberated.

It is clear that there is a peaceful scene around, but many disciples behind them are already apprehensive, and their breathing has become more and more cautious.

Wait a long time.

A young disciple withdrew his gaze and made a nervous voice transmission to the senior brother beside him.

"Senior brother, do you think that Senior Sister Zhongli is better than Fu Haotian?"

The middle-aged man frowned upon hearing the sound, not daring to sympathize.

"The outcome is unpredictable..."

"Our senior brothers did their best to search and hunt demons to the death, but Fu Haotian invited many experts to help. If we can't compare, we can only do our best to obey the destiny."

Hearing the sound, the young man's face became more solemn, and worries began to appear.

"Senior brother, we are not even afraid of death. Those masters of the sky may not dare to scatter the demon hunters. I believe that our results are no less than theirs!"

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, Fu Haotian, a hypocrite, is doing something in secret."

The middle-aged man nodded when he heard the sound, his face sank a little.

"It's possible."

"However, the palace master is here today, and there are other high-level officials of the Tianzong present. Fu Haotian's family background is extraordinary, and he has not yet reached the point of covering the sky with one hand."

"Win or lose, I believe in my own public opinion!"

"Everything is determined by the number of demon corpses!"

The young man nodded when he heard the sound, secretly clenching the fists in his sleeves.

When they were transmitting their voices, several figures appeared in the void, and the tyrannical aura was extremely terrifying. Once they appeared, the atmosphere was even more tense and solemn!

Numerous VIPs came to the stage, exuding extraordinary bearing, with an unfathomable aura escaping all over their bodies, and even their faces were shrouded in a dense air, which was difficult for ordinary people to see clearly.

Even if it only appears to stand still, it is like several gods, and the eyes overlooking it, exude a terrifying and terrifying pressure.

Immediately.

Countless disciples watched with reverence, and there were many surprises in the whispers.

"That senior is dressed in fire robes, and is surrounded by the power of the Yangdao Dao, is it the legendary Jiuhuo Daoist?"

"In the legend, Jiuhuo Zhenren was the second-rank Tianjie cultivation base ten thousand years ago, and he was in charge of the Lihuo Tianzong's South Litian Realm. I didn't expect even this senior to come!"

"Is that beautiful senior next to me, my number one expert in the Nanli Heaven Realm, Xuanji Longyue?"

"Look! There is also the senior Yuan Zhenzi, the head of Wanhai Daomen!"

"That one is the great elder of Qianyuan Tianmen, the old senior Jiang Xuran, the real master of heaven!"

"Hey! The high-level officials of the seven major Tianzongs of Nanli Tianjing have already attended. It is a rare event in a thousand years!"

The outer sect disciple looked surprised and shocked, and couldn't help but transmit the sound again and again.

Although they are disciples of Tianzong, their cultivation base and knowledge are relatively limited. They have never seen such a battle, and they are already in awe when they meet the elders of this sect on weekdays.

At this moment, witnessing the demeanor of many of the rumored predecessors, the honor has overflowed my eyes.

In contrast, the inner disciples are relatively calm, but there is a bit of excitement in their eyes.

Occasionally, a few people looked back and sneered, and the sound was transmitted in a cold voice.

"Your honored guest is in front of you. Wouldn't it be disrespectful for you to disgrace the reputation of the Heavenly Palace?"

"My Cangyun Tiangong has been inherited for tens of thousands of years. It's natural for the chief ceremony to attract many VIPs. What's the fuss?"

After a few arrogant words, he immediately suppressed the expressions of the outer disciples.

The scene finally calmed down, but the excitement was hard to suppress.

Tens of thousands of Tianjiao looked forward with anticipation, and all turned their attention to the VIP seats on the stage.

The seven VIPs just stood still, still giving people an extremely terrifying sense of oppression, surrounded by the power of the mysterious Great Dao, even the elders of Cangyun Tiangong could only stand quietly under the jade steps, not daring to stand side by side with these eight.

Sudden.

The seven masters raised their eyes in unison, and the sky was full of radiance.

Immediately afterwards, the ripples in the void spread layer by layer, and the rays of light in the sky swayed like lake water.

Witnessing such a vision, the eyes of the seven people shone brightly.

The fire-robed old man stroked his beard and laughed, and the terrifying Dao power swept the audience like a wave!

"Hahaha!"

"I haven't seen it in just a thousand years. The main cultivation base of Nanli Palace is so advanced. This kind of talent, this old man is really ashamed."

With a casual smile, the power of the avenue swept like a tide.

Tens of thousands of Tiangong disciples were pale and swayed like a storm.

Only the mere hundreds of elite disciples could barely stabilize their figure.

Zhong Limeng and Fu Haotian's faces were solemn, but their dresses were lightly lifted.

Such a good performance immediately attracted the appreciation of the seven masters, and at the same time, they also turned their attention to the sky.

Finally, the void ripples ceased.

A middle-aged man in a white robe stepped out.

His appearance is handsome and extraordinary, a little younger than the masters in the field, but his expression is calm and there is no pressure at all.

step.

Step out of the void.

two steps.

On the stage, he slowly cupped his hands.

"Everyone, stay safe."

With a calm word, the power of the surrounding avenues returned to calm, and there was no more turbulence, as if everything dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

The fire-robed old man showed fear in his eyes, and also clasped his fists as a salute.

"Palace Master Nanli, it's been a long time."

Except for Xuanji Longyue who nodded indifferently, the other masters also saluted one after another with respect.

"The master of Nanli Palace is polite."

Xiantu respects martial arts.

Nanli's Qingming cultivation base is only ten thousand years old. In front of this old monster, almost all of them are juniors, but they are not inferior at all, which is enough to make the seven masters awe.

No matter how old you are, this contemporary lord of the Heavenly Palace has already been regarded as a peer, and he is faintly better than one.

Nanli Qingming smiled elegantly, without being pretentious.

As the master, he took the lead in taking the seat on the main seat, then stretched out his hand to invite him, and smiled at the masters of the Seven Heavenly Sects.

"Everyone, please take your seats."

"Today is the chief ceremony of my Tiangong. I take the liberty to invite everyone to come and be a witness. If there is any inappropriate reception, please look at Haihan."

Nanli Qingming spoke calmly, with a smile on his face, and the gesture of reaching out his hand was very elegant, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

The masters of the seven great sects were also extremely polite, and they greeted each other with face.

"The master of Nanli Palace is serious, and I am not very honored to be able to witness the grand ceremony of your palace."

"Yes, Cangyun Tiangong has an extraordinary background, and the two disciples of Guigong are very talented, and they are both dragons and phoenixes!"

"Well, being able to witness the grand ceremony this time is really a good story!"

"This is very true. I think Fu Haotian of your palace has a profound cultivation base, and he is truly an extraordinary talent."

"Indeed, Fu Haotian's future is limitless!"

Just a few words, full of meaning.

Before the chief ceremony competition began, among the seven VIPs, there were already people who favored Fu Haotian. This obvious attitude was really intriguing.

The disciples outside the martial arts venue quietly changed their expressions, and their expressions instantly overflowed their faces.

A bright light flashed in Nanli Qingming's eyes, but he smiled and nodded.

Under the jade steps.

The wrinkled Great Elder Mingwu bowed and turned around to announce loudly!

"The chief ceremony begins!"

"Today, witnessed by the palace master and the seniors of the seven major sects, a chief ceremony will be held in the martial arts field. The number of hunted monster corpses will determine the winner and loser, and the position of the chief will be decided!"

"The three-day period has come, Fu Haotian and Zhong Limeng will each present their demon hunting achievements!"

"If there is no objection, the two of you will start!"

The loud voice echoed, and everyone looked at the martial arts field with bated breath!

Just when Zhong Limeng gave a solemn salute, Fu Haotian suddenly spoke out with confidence.

"Wait a minute!"

"The Great Elder Mingjian, the disciple has to add a bet!"

A deep voice sounded, and the audience was shocked.

The seven masters on the stage stared silently, attracted by the arrogant figure, all the disciples around the martial arts field, the heartstrings were even more tense!

Zhong Limeng also raised his eyes in amazement, and a bad premonition emerged in his eyes!

Plus the stakes?

The chief ceremony is extremely cruel. Once the position of the chief is determined by winning or losing, the situation of the two competing people will be very different since then, and the consequences of the loser can be imagined.

In the face of such a severe competition, how dare you add a bet?

What a maddening courage!