Yunchen Immortal Venerable is widely famous in the entire Heavenly Star Sea, and has a good relationship with the masters of the major holy lands.

In addition to a magical weapon, its peak alchemy is even more difficult to deal with.

Immortal Venerable is not a certain level of cultivation, but just a title that generally refers to those monks who cultivated immortal arts to the point where they could no longer be cultivated in the martial arts era.

Such an immortal venerable has vast magical powers, and if the immortal era exists, he can succeed in the tribulation at any time and ascend to immortality.

In the entire Penglai Immortal Sea, there are only three Immortal Venerables.

Even if the Immortal Dao does not exist, there is no catastrophe to read, with a supernatural power and many magic weapons, the Immortal Venerable can also compete with the King Emperor.

It is the disciple of Yunchen Immortal Venerable, so it is a little difficult to do now.

"What, you want to move out of the name of Yunchen Immortal Venerable and scare us away?"

A cold voice sounded, and it was Chu Yang, the palace master of Zhou Tianxing Palace, who spoke. As one of the three supreme beings of the Heavenly Star Sea, in terms of strength and status, Yunchen Immortal Venerable is also much inferior.

Gongshanyu smiled: "Naturally I don't dare, neither do I, Gongshanyu, a person who doesn't know the times." Raising the name of the teacher, I just want to discuss with all of you. ”

"Beneath my feet is a sword forged from the source of despair, and whoever can pull it out. The sword belongs to that person, if it can't be pulled out, this sword will be collected by me and other junior brothers, how about it?"

"Of course, in order to ensure fairness, the seniors in the door can't make a move. ”

Many leaders, whispering, discussing with the elders in the door. I have to say that Gongshan Yu's proposal is just right.

There is only one sword, even if Gongshan Yu does not fight, the other Tianjiao will definitely not accept anyone, and they will definitely take the masters in the door to start a big melee.

Although the source of despair is precious, it is not needed, and it is so costly.

The harvest of the heart of the ocean is the biggest goal of this outing.

Gongshan Yu's proposal, although obviously in favor of him, is certainly not easy to pull out the sword of despair.

But the major Tianjiao are all proud people, and their hearts are higher than the sky, and they all feel that they may not be able to pull out this sword.

"Senior brother, can they agree to your opinion?" Above the sword mound, the two junior disciples of Gongshan Yu said in a low voice.

Gongshan Yu showed a smile on his face, Cheng Zhu in his chest, and said lightly: "Don't agree?" Hehe, if you don't agree to where to put Tianjiao's face, wouldn't you be afraid of me, a cultivator." ”

"I, the Five Poisons Sect, agree to your proposal!" The red-clothed man of the Five Poisons Sect made a decision after discussing with the two old men in the door for a while.

The elegant scholar of Tianfu Academy, not to be outdone, said loudly: "Tianfu Academy, no opinion!"

Once someone agrees, others have to agree even if they don't want to. The subtleties can be seen in the cleverness of Gongshan Jade's methods.

As for the scattered cultivators who rushed around, they were all red-eyed, and at the scene of this fight, they really didn't dare to risk speaking out to express their dissatisfaction.

If you really want to come out, if you don't do it well, several holy places will join forces to suppress it, and the gains outweigh the losses, so you can only look at the excitement and stare dryly.

"Whoever wants to come first. ”

On top of the sword mound of the black hurricane, Gongshan Yu was in the center, smiling slightly, and inviting him.

The voice fell for a while, and no one moved, and everyone knew that this sword, which contained the source of despair, was certainly not simple.

No one is stupid, Gongshan Yu will not put forward such an opinion, and let people take the sword of despair in vain.

Not only do they want to take the lead and seize this sword, but they are afraid of taking risks, and what are the bad consequences, Zhong Tianjiao's mood is quite conflicted.

"I'm coming!"

After calming down for a while, the red-clothed boy of the Five Poisons Sect flashed a touch of rebelliousness in his eyes and rose into the air.

The black hurricane roared, and the terrifying despair made people miserable.

The red-clothed man's eyes froze, resisting the invasion of despair, his figure flickered, shuttled through it, and came to Gongshan Yu and the others.

In the center of the storm, it was calm, and the wind could not be heard.

"Please!"

Gongshan Yu and the two junior disciples retreated far away, until they withdrew from the entire sword shrine before stopping.

The red-clothed man's gaze fell, locked on a black long sword with a faint streamer, and slowly came to this sword.

Everyone looked at the past, nervously looking forward to it.

But don't be picked up by this guy, or you'll lose a lot, that's what most people think.

Risks and opportunities coexist, and the first person to appear is definitely the most risky, but the opportunity is also the greatest.

The man in red calmed down, his figure fell, walked among the swords, and walked to the front step by step.

"This sword, this son wants it!"

With a soft shout, the red-clothed man reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, used the power of the law of his whole body, and lifted it up sharply.

With a move, in the sword mound, tens of thousands of long swords buzzed at the same time, and each long sword was emitting black sword qi.

The black sword qi erupted thinly, thousands of thousands, converging into one qi in the air, like countless tributaries, converging into a great river, and the momentum in an instant was churning a hundred times and a thousand times.

The sword broke through the void and rushed to it, like a meteor, like lightning, incredibly fast.

Before it was over, more than a dozen black hurricanes floating in the sky above the sword mound seemed to be full of spirituality, and they attacked at the same time.

Even if he could block the fierce and incomparable sword qi, but the dozen or so desperate hurricanes behind him that were almost condensed into substance, under the flanking attack, he would have to lose half his life if he didn't die.

There was a complicated look on his face, he didn't expect that he had just touched the hilt of the sword, and before he could exert his strength, he would encounter such a choice.

In the flash of light, the man in red made a decision to let go of his hand to avoid the sword qi. The figure flickered, found a gap, and dodged out of the enveloping hurricane.

Bang!

Who would have thought that the eighteen hurricanes were close together, producing a terrifying black air wave, and the man in red avoided it and was swept away by the air wave.

Spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out, falling into a vision of despair, his face full of horror.

The master of the Five Poisons Sect hurriedly got up and woke up the man in red from the illusion.

Challenge Failure!

Gongshan Yu's face showed an expected expression, and the corners of his mouth outlined a faint smile.

With his cultivation in the Divine Realm, he couldn't draw his sword alone, so he didn't believe that this group of Tianjiao could do it.

Even if it is the existence of Emperor Xiaocheng, if he wants to draw his sword strongly, he has to weigh it again and again in the face of this series of attacks.

The difficulty of drawing the sword is so high that all the Tianjiao are silent, and they are all secretly thinking about it.

Even if this sword is drawn at the cost of serious injury, it is not worth it for the sake of a source of despair.

Once you get hurt, you will be in trouble in the heart of the ocean behind.

"I'll try!"

The elegant scholar of Tianfu Academy stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

The Five Poisons Sect is famous for its poisonous attacks, and its combat effectiveness may be very high, and it is not difficult to even challenge by leaping over the level.

But in the face of the current situation, it is still necessary to rely on basic skills, and it doesn't matter how useful it is.

An elegant scholar, asking himself about his basic skills, is much stronger than the boy in red, and he should have a chance.

For a very small price, you can successfully capture the sword.

As long as you disperse that desperate sword qi and still have spare strength, with your own body method, it is enough to draw the long sword and quickly escape.

Its graceful form easily avoided the scattered hurricane and landed next to the Sword of Despair.

Reaching out, holding the sword, the sword qi came out, the storm was close, and the same scene appeared again.

Elegant scholar, as soon as the folding fan is closed, the majestic qi in the body, like a great river, is boundless, and it turns into a ray of light along the folding fan, and meets the desperate sword qi.

Bang!

The two collided against each other, making a violent noise, which was beyond the person's expectations. Under his five successful strengths, the desperate sword qi was only scattered for the most part, and the rest still flew towards him quickly.

Frowning slightly, the elegant scholar decisively let go of the hilt of the sword.

The man ascended to the sky like a goshawk, circled three times, flew thousands of meters high, and then dived and fell outside the sword mound.

Avoiding the air waves generated after the storm converged, the challenge failed, but it was also unscathed.

After the storm of despair dispersed into small groups, several more people came to grab the sword one after another.

But the desperate sword qi and the storm on the opposite side, attacking at the same time, are a little difficult to parry, and under hard resistance, it will only be injured lightly, and it is not cost-effective.

"Big brother, go and give it a try, with your strength, you can definitely get it easily. "Ten Thousand Demon Island Mu Qingyun, agitated.

Di Xinhan shook his head: "My hole cards can't be exposed here anymore, it's not worth it." ”

The Holy Maiden of the Moon Palace stood on top of the golden chariot and looked around, her eyes looking as if she was searching for someone.

But after looking around several times, I didn't see the person I was thinking about, and I couldn't help but show a puzzled look.

Yi Ling, the young treasure master, knew who she was looking for, and her eyes swept out, and her eyes looked quite strange.

On such an important occasion, why didn't you see that person's figure, don't you care about this sword?

Ignoring these for now, Yi Ling retracted his thoughts, shook his head, and most importantly, chose to give up.

The remaining few strong characters who didn't make a move, Chu Yang, Leng Shaofan, and Tong Susu, each considered it for a while, and they all chose to give up.

The reason is the same as Di Xinhan, who is unwilling to expose his hole cards here.

Gongshan Yu smiled slightly, and said loudly: "You are all from extraordinary backgrounds, and you must all be people who speak their word. If no one is willing to try again, then I have to accept this sword with the two junior brothers. ”

Looking at his smug appearance, the Tianjiao leaders present were quite unhappy and looked extremely depressed.

was put on a public display, and no one would feel good.

No one speaks, no one comes to try.

Gongshan Yu said with a smile: "Since there is none, then I will thank you for the beauty of the Holy Son's adulthood, and I reluctantly accepted this sword." ”

Just when the three of Gongshan Yu were about to make a move, a discordant voice sounded out of thin air.

"Since it's difficult, then I think it's better for you not to accept it!"

The sudden sound made people feel a little surprised, who was so bold and dared not to give Yunchen Immortal Venerable face.

Tianxinghai, most of the people who have the confidence to say this are already here, who is coming?

Following the sound, I saw a person, with a white robe, and the blood on it had not dried, as if he had just experienced a battle, and rushed over before he had time to rest.

The delicate face, with a blue turban tied on his forehead, walked step by step, his cold face was ruthless, and he couldn't find a superfluous look in his eyes except for the cold and deep look.