King of Gods

Zhao Feng’s expression on his face changed momentarily, which was just captured by Liu Yue’er. The indifferent expression obviously did not put the presence of genius in his eyes.

Even when I glanced over the genius of the Martial Path Ninth Layer, it was still the same, even slightly disdainful.

Hmph!

Liu Yue’er frowned, and lightly snorted. The flickering discomfort in his eyes was undisguised.

The geniuses present were very young. Any one of them, in the original forces, was Heaven’s Chosen Child, confident and never defeated.

Zhao Feng found Liu Yue’er’s hostility and dissatisfaction, and realized that he had just lost his self-control.

This time enters into the sect. In the eyes, he only sees Bei Mo as the real opponent, and the others really don’t take it into account.

“Lord Guangjun, what is your disciple’s innate talent, and what is the level of Spirit Physique?”

Lord Cangtie tentatively.

The object he asked was Zhao Feng.

As soon as this remark was made, Nangong Fan’s mouth can’t help twitched a little irony.

Lord Guangjun startled, and soon shook the head: “Just a very ordinary innate talent.”

For Zhao Feng’s natural talent, he is reluctant to mention more.

However, this made Cang Tiehou and Liu Yue’er more curious.

“Hmph, I don’t believe his innate talent can beat me.”

Liu Yue’er pretty face, with a touch of transcendent self-confidence.

Late night.

At the entrance of the mountain road, the youngster genius of each road whispered and whispered.

Due to the sect assessment, everyone will wait at the entrance of the mountain road until tomorrow morning.

Long nights have to wait for a few hours.

Occasionally, one or two youngsters do not agree, with swords drawn and bows bent.

“Xiao Yun! Don’t be mad, don’t think you are promoted to Martial Path Ninth Layer, you can despise me and wait.”

There was a sound of disputes not far away.

When everyone looked at each other, they saw a black clothed youngster from Martial Path Ninth Layer, who was in conflict with several other youngster genius.

That black clothed youngster is “Xiao Yun”, the only super genius of Martial Path Ninth Layer on the field.

“A group of rabble!”

Xiao Yun faced a few youngsters of Martial Path Seventh Layer and 8th Layer, and his eyes were indifferent.

Aura of Martial Path Ninth Layer, a strong Qi Field oppression.

The youngsters who confronted him suffered stagnation of blood and dyspnea.

“Afraid, let’s go together!”

Two of them Martial Path Eight Layer youngster, one left and one right, rushed to Xiao Yun.

Suddenly, three youngsters fought in a group.

Every youngster present here is cultivate brilliant martial art, and strength is rare in the same rank.

The two 8th Layer youngsters, the combined strength, are enough to rival the general Martial Path Ninth Layer and should not be underestimated.

But the “Xiao Yun” is not good, cultivate a Holy Grade Body Movement and a Holy Grade attack martial art. In a few rounds, the other two youngsters were beaten.

“Xiao Yun’s strength is close to Bei Mo before leaving.”

Zhao Feng said in his heart.

Bei Mo left for twenty days, and then strength was likening Half-Step Holy Realm.

Now, he joins sect and becomes Elder disciple. I don’t know what kind of encounter?

“This Xiao Yun comes from Hunan Cloud Country’s largest hidden world Clan ‘Xiao Family’. This Clan, inheritance is thousands of years old, and has a strong history, which is much stronger than a County City.”

Lord Guangjun whispered.

Zhao Feng was the first time I heard that there is such a powerful force in Hunan Cloud Country, stronger than Guangling Jun City.

But even if it is such a hidden Clan, it is necessary to do everything possible to send Clan’s genius into the sect and enters into the vast sect world.

thump! thump!

Soon, Xiao Yun beat two 8th Layer youngsters down.

“Ha Ha Ha … this sect assessment, the first place belongs to me!”

Xiao Yun laughed.

Fighting for first place?

His remarks caused hostility from some of the top geniuses on the field, including Liu Yue’er, Princess Yun Xiangmeng, and other genius.

Broken Moon Sect’s entry examination adopts a ranking system.

According to Zhao Feng’s knowledge, there are three levels of entry examination.

Each level has a sect master score.

Finally, combined with the comprehensive score of the Sanguan score, a ranking is listed.

For example, Broken Moon Sect only recruits twenty disciples, so it only records the top XNUMX genius.

Correspondingly, the higher the ranking, the greater the advantage of enters into the sect, which is likely to be regarded by a middle or senior level of sect and reused.

These details were mentioned by Lord Guangjun to the three of Zhao Feng.

Now, Xiao Yun’s goal is straight to the top, and many youngsters are dissatisfied.

Of course, no one challenges Xiao Yun.

Because of the cultivation base, Xiao Yun is indeed the first on the scene, and the strength is estimated to be the first. No one can shake it.

But the problem is that Sect’s entry examination focuses on innate talent, strength, and perception.

Among them, innate talent accounted for the highest proportion, reaching 60%.

In other words, strength is the strongest, which does not mean you can win the first place.

“The hmph! Sect assessment, innate talent is King Dao.”

“That’s right! Whatever strength is high, innate talent is not enough, sooner or later will be To surpassed.”

Some youngster genius present were not convinced, but did not challenge.

The entrance examination pays attention to the comprehensive results, which emphasizes innate talent Physique more.

Regarding the juniors, the experts of the older generation smiled and didn’t care much.

“Xiao Yun, Yun Xiangmeng, Liu Yue’er, Kong Yuanhao …”

Zhao Feng’s eyes, pay attention to some prominent youngster genius present.

Among them, the highest cultivation base is Xiao Yun.

Secondly, Yun Xiangmeng and Liu Yue’er, as women, are innate talents with superb beauty.

Finally, there is a “Kong Yuanhao”.

Zhao Feng noticed this person because the other party was only XNUMX or XNUMX years old, younger than himself, even owning a Martial Path Eight Layer cultivation base.

Kong Yuanhao has a doll, which is very clean, and shorter than other youngsters.

From this little youngster body, Zhao Feng felt an aura similar to Bei Mo.

It seemed that Zhao Feng’s gaze was felt, and Kong Yuanhao turned his eyes suddenly, the two of them facing each other.

Kong Yuanhao blinked and smiled at him, innocent.

Time is slowly moving.

A few hours later, a distant sky showed a faint glimmer.

At dawn, everyone watched the long-arrived sunrise, a faint glow, projected into the fog on the opposite “Sky Moon Mountain”, reflecting the blurred silver glow.

Sun rises, the silhouette of Sky Moon Mountain is faintly visible.

But all around the mountain range, there is a strange fog, naked eye can hardly see the situation in the mountains.

Zhao Feng is an exception. Between the contraction of the left eye, his eyes become sharp, as if there is a penetrating force, staring at the situation in the mist.

Vaguely, Zhao Feng saw an isolated scene: in the mist, there were streams, lakes, mountains and even plain fields, with some strange flowers and plants medicine ingredients.

On that lush mountain range, there are towers and pavilions. The more it is centered, the more luxurious it is.

When the left eye was urged to the limit, Zhao Feng saw a deep cyan palace floating in midair, all around a layer of thick cyan Lightning Glow with thick thumbs, mysterious and majestic, exuding an ancient desolate aura …

“That’s What! The whole great hall floats in the midair and dances with the rain and fog lightning arc.”

Zhao Feng was shocked.

The scenes and things in the Sect world are full of strange concepts and patterns, different from the outside country.

Especially the floating great hall, dancing with Lightning Glow rain and fog, gives the illusion of being in Mythological Era.

Zhao Feng couldn’t calm down, feeling that the frequent beating from the left eye seemed to have some kind of induction.

However, he is not good at asking other people.

Because the great hall is far away, and it is in the mist and blocked by a mysterious strength. Even outside the Mountain Gate, you ca n’t see even the extraordinary Expert of Holy Realm.

咻 weng!

A bright white light rose at the other end of the cliff.

Zhao Feng’s left eye, seeing the end of the winding mountain road, a massive Stone Door, flowing a trace of white glow, intertwined with all around the mist, slowly rising.

“Mountain Gate is open!”

There was no sound in the crowd, and there was a lively cheer.

Teng! Teng! Teng …

Some silhouettes, quickly jump on the winding U-shaped blue stone mountain road.

“The entrance examination is about to begin.”

Lord Guangjun reminded three disciples to take the lead and lead the way.

After walking through the winding, steep green stone mountain road, everyone arrived in front of the massive stone door.

This Stone Door is the entrance to Broken Moon Sect.

At the entrance of the Mountain Gate, there are four youths guarding, and the body exudes a powerful and shocking aura, which is enough to make Martial Path Ninth Layer tremble.

Zhao Feng opened his left eye and found that the strength of four youths was in line with Lord Realjun and other Holy Realm experts.

Lord Guangjun’s cultivation base is Ascended Realm Second Sky Layer, and the four goalkeeper youths are also roughly equivalent to.

On the outside kingdom, this is a giant figure of heavenly ascension of force, but in sect, they are just guards of the mountains.

Lord Guangjun and other senior experts took out a special command token from the body, and one after another passed.

“Meet Deacon Qiu!”

At the entrance of Mountain Gate, another team of sect members appeared. There were even more than a dozen people, sending out a powerful choking aura oppression.

These sect members are wearing uniform black-striped green garments, the Ascended Realm expert, which is the Holy Realm expert of aloof and remote in the eyes of the outside world.

Headed by, a middle-aged man with good looks is the deacon Qiu saluted by everyone.

“Meet Deacon Qiu!”

Lord Guangjun and the others, stepped forward, saluting respectfully.

The genius youngsters below dare not take it lightly and follow saluted.

Zhao Feng felt that the “Deacon Qiu” body aura was deep and never bottomed out.

His left eye turned on for a moment, and felt the strength of the other person within the body, which made him tremble with blood and left eye beating frequently, uneasy.

“This ‘Deacon Qiu’ strength is probably a few times larger than Master’s stronger, and you can kill ordinary Holy Realm experts at your fingertips.”

Zhao Feng’s heart trembled, and her left eye opened. She concluded that she didn’t dare to look at it and was worried that she would be noticed.

“Everyone, follow me.”

Deacon Qiu’s gaze was a faint glance at the crowd, it was a kind of indifference overlooking the ants.

After a moment, a group of people came under a tall stone platform.

On the stone platform, there is a Crystal Column up to ten zhang, with a diameter of half a meter, and crystal brilliance flickering in the sun.

“The first level, ‘Spirit Sky Pillar’, everyone gets the number plate.”

Deacon Qiu instructed the people below to ask each elder, with youngster, to go forward to register, enter their basic information, and receive the corresponding number plate.

“Zhao Feng, number 49.”

“Yang Qingshan, number 50.”

……

When receiving the number plate, Zhao Feng found the stone platform all around and came to see some lively sect members.

Among them, a handsome young man in a black-stained green garment with a cozy look, looked at Lord Guangjun with a smile and said, “Martial Uncle Xu Ran, we met again.”

Yang Qingshan, looking at each other, suddenly showed hostility and alertness.

This handsome youth was the uninvited guest who broke into Guangling Mansion and took away Bei Mo that day, Quan Chen.