Fantasy: Obtain the Huangtian Emperor template at the beginning

"There are Long Hao and Runtian!"

At this time, Li Xuan also said in a low voice to the masters of the Spiritual Academy next to her. At the same time, her face couldn't help but become more and more serious.

The three people just mentioned are Mo Yun. The three people with the most terrifying strength in the sect's spiritual sect, each of them has extremely unfathomable cultivation. At least now, they are absolutely unable to see it at all. I am afraid that even if these three people are not at the peak of the Immortal Emperor Realm , there is not much difference.

And just when the crowd was bustling, Ye Wushuang and Lin Qing also walked out side by side, and at the same time, they were followed by this golden lion with an extremely ferocious face. Ye The appearance of Wushuang and Lin Qing certainly caused a stir among the crowd in the venue, but among the top ten masters of Lingyuan and Lingmen, Ye Wushuang did not seem so exciting.

"Well, what's going on?"

Suddenly, Ye Wushuang's brows suddenly raised, and he looked deeply in a direction in the distance. He could clearly see a mysterious young man staring at him intently, and at the same time, his eyes were twinkling. His body was shining with a strange light, and the fierce fighting spirit on his body was also fluttering.

It turned out to be Zhong Qi!

Ye Wushuang smiled calmly and gently. He could clearly see that during this calm time, this person Zhong Qi has changed a lot, and the progress he has made seems to be extremely terrifying, but how can Ye Wushuang be afraid?

So, Ye Wushuang clenched his fighting fist and gave Zhong Qi an extremely powerful blow. response!

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

The meaning expressed by clenching his fists is the strong attitude Ye Wushuang showed to Na Zhongqi. Then he looked around at the thousands of disciples gathered around him. The competitive blood in Ye Wushuang's body also It's starting to boil

"Zhong Qi, Mo Tu, and those mysterious masters of Mo Yunzong, let's have a hearty battle on the battlefield of this Mo Ling battle!"At this time, Ye Wushuang roared extremely excitedly in his heart, and at the same time, a breathtaking light suddenly bloomed in his eyes, which was as bright as the rays of sunshine.

"Disciples from all major colleges, the long-awaited battle of Moring officially begins now!"

At this time, Wang Jie, the dean of Kongming Academy, stood on one of the huge battle platforms and said in a high voice to the thousands of young monks present. His voice was blessed by the surging power in his body. It became like thunder, resounding in the spiritual courtyard of Kongming Academy, and instantly spread to the ears of all the monks present, causing the originally loud crowd to slowly quiet down and quietly wait. Following the next words of Dean Wang Jie

"For these four competition areas located in the Spiritual Academy, let’s use the simplest way of drawing lots to determine your respective opponents. Next, I hope you can use your full strength and do your best to carry out the following battles!"

This kind of grand event does not require too many words to exaggerate people's emotions. These two sentences spoken by Dean Wang Jie are enough! Then Dean Wang Jie gradually faded out of the sight of many disciples.

And At this time, the victorious fighting spirit of all the monks was ignited. Some young monks even let out a burst of wolf-like cheers in extreme excitement. It can be clearly seen that every one here The monk's face was already flushed with excitement, and even his breathing became more rapid.

"In this battle of Moling, we will definitely continue our own glory, and the throne of champion will always belong to us!"

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These extremely domineering cheers were shouted out by many disciples of the Mo Yun Sect. Each of them had tightly clenched their fighting fists, and their eyes also revealed a confident light that they would win. After all, In their eyes, every Mo Ling Battle is a stage for their Mo Yunzong to show off their skills, a battlefield that truly belongs to them, and the strength of Kongming Academy is obviously not qualified to compete with them. Superior

"We will definitely be able to wash away our humiliation in this year's Moling Battle and win the first place in this competition! Glory will always belong to us"

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At this time, every monk in Kongming Academy was shouting loudly. After all, they had been defeated by Mo Yunzong for so many times, and they could not be willing to just suppress Mo Yunzong like this all the time. Yes, so they must completely unleash all their strength and try their best to defeat the Mo Yunzong.

In the following time, all the disciples of the two major forces, Kongming Academy and Moyun Sect, all walked onto the huge battle stage, and then started from the bamboo tube as huge as a millstone in the center. Each one draws the bamboo sticks inside, and each unique bamboo stick inside is engraved with the competition area and number corresponding to each person.

It was obvious that the first one to step onto the battlefield was Leng Yue, a mysterious disciple from Mo Yun Sect's Ling Sect. His eyes looked extremely gloomy, and he was dressed in white and was gently moving toward that person. With a wave of the huge bamboo tube, a burst of extremely powerful energy suddenly flew out of his sleeves, causing the huge bamboo tube as big as a stone mill to tremble slightly. Thousands of exquisitely made bamboo sticks also made a violent noise, and then a slender bamboo stick quickly flew out from the huge bamboo tube, and then drew a beautiful arc. It fell steadily into the hands of Leng Yue, who was three feet away.

"It says the first division, and then the eighth game!"

Leng Yue glanced at the bamboo stick in her hand indifferently, and said with an extremely calm expression. Then Leng Yue quickly put the exquisitely made slender bamboo stick into her long sleeve.

However, with that The arrogant Leng Yue's long words spread, but the faces of all the disciples of Kongming Academy suddenly turned gloomy. As we all know, Leng Yue is one of the three great masters of the Ling Sect, and his cultivation strength It makes people feel that it is particularly unfathomable. Even the equally powerful monks such as Dugu Wu Yue and Ao Yi in the Spiritual Academy cannot see through it.

And such powerful Lingmen masters have been classified into The first division here. If this is the case, the academy disciples who are drawn into the first division again will have no choice but to pray for themselves. After all, if they are ordinary monks, they might encounter someone as powerful as Leng Yue in the first battle. The opponent will most likely not be able to survive the first meeting and will be disappointed and defeated.