Chapter 2401: Entering the Tomb of the Saint

"That person is Wu Ming, one of the twelve little kings, and his methods are extremely weird. ”

"That little girl squatting on the ground looks very weak, but don't underestimate her, she is the fifth ranked Red Luo among the twelve little kings!"

"And the ......"

Elder Wujian introduced the twelve little kings present to Jian Wushuang one by one.

In addition, there are some geniuses who are not included in the Twelve Little Kings, but are still very famous, and he has also introduced a lot to Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang also paid attention to them one by one.

He had never really walked around the Wusha Wasteland, and he really didn't know much about the top geniuses of the various sects in the Wusha Wasteland.

Like the twelve little kings, he had just met a Bai Tao before, and none of the others knew about it, but now he knew a lot.

That's when ...... Buzzing!!

A large group of figures also appeared on the plain with the help of spatial passages.

The appearance of this large group of figures instantly attracted the attention of everyone present, even the twelve little kings on the field all looked at this group of people.

"The Great Compassion Sect, the people of the Great Compassion Sect are here!"

"There are a lot of people, there must be thirty or forty people, right?"

"The number of places to enter the Tomb of the Saint is determined by many sects according to the strength of their own sects, like the general top sects, there are about ten places, but the Great Compassion Sect, it is too powerful, so the number of places to enter the Tomb of the Saint is also more, a full thirty people!"

Some whispering voices sounded on the plains, and many people looked in the direction of the people of the Great Compassion Sect, all with a faint hint of envy.

The Wusha Wasteland is recognized as the first sect, and most of the geniuses of such sects are eager to go, but they can't find opportunities and paths, so they can only join other sects.

"Good guy, there are thirty genius disciples, but among them, there are only nine first-class gods and demons!!"

"Look, look at those four people......"

A low cry suddenly sounded.

The genius disciples of the various sects on the plain were all staring closely at the first four of the disciples of the Great Compassion Sect.

The four, three men and one woman.

The four of them stood side by side, attracting all the attention, and the other geniuses present seemed to have lost their color in front of the four of them.

"Those four people are the four 'Twelve Little Kings' of the Great Compassion Sect, right?" Jian Wushuang asked.

When he was in Anjiu County, when Bai Yue, the county guard of Anjiu County, invited him, he had heard that the geniuses of the Great Compassion Sect had gathered, and the top geniuses of the Wusha Wasteland had gathered there, like the twelve little kings who were recognized as the most talented, and there were four of them in the Great Compassion Sect!

"It's them. Elder Wujian also nodded solemnly, "The overall strength of the Great Compassion Sect, as well as the level of the genius disciples under his command, is much stronger than other sects, the twelve little kings, four of them are from the Great Compassion Sect, and these four people are ranked in the eighth, sixth, third and first positions of the twelve little kings respectively!"

"The other three are better, but only the one in the first place, Tu Qiancheng, he is an amazing super genius, much better than everyone else, his edge has already covered everything, among the young generation of the current Wusha Wasteland, it is almost his own era, even though there are geniuses rising in the Wusha Wasteland, but these geniuses are compared to him, and they almost immediately lose their color. ”

"That's amazing?" Jian Wushuang's expression moved, and his gaze was firmly fixed on the stout man with his hands folded and his eyes closed.

That sturdy man is Tu Qiancheng.

At this moment, there was not only Jian Wushuang on the plain, but also many geniuses who looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, although many people had a fighting intent in their eyes, but they were quickly suppressed by reason.

Tu Qiancheng, the recognized first-day genius of the Wusha Desolate Domain, is not something that anyone can challenge at will.

If he wants to challenge, even if he is the same twelve little kings, it is estimated that he is not qualified enough.

"If I'm not mistaken, this Tu Qiancheng has now broken through to the peak of the gods and demons, right? In this case, he shouldn't enter the Saint's Tomb this time?" Jian Wushuang said suddenly.

He had already noticed the aura on Tu Qiancheng's body, and he didn't deliberately restrain it, he was indeed above the first-class gods and demons.

"Well, it is estimated that he has broken through recently, once the realm reaches the peak of the gods and demons, he can no longer be regarded as a disciple of the younger generation, this saint tomb, he naturally will not enter it, but it is very strange, why didn't he suppress the realm first, and when the saint tomb opened, he would break through?"

"Who knows, maybe people don't care about the chance in the saint's tomb at all?" Jian Wushuang sneered.

"Perhaps, but before he broke through, he had killed a peak god and demon head-on with the realm of first-class gods and demons, and now he has broken through to the peak gods and demons, and it is estimated that his combat power is difficult to find an opponent among the peak gods and demons in the Wusha Wasteland. Elder Wujian said.

Jian Wushuang's expression moved.

A level of gods and demons can kill peak gods and demons head-on?

This achievement, it is no wonder that it will be called the first day of the Wusha Wasteland.

"Jian Wushuang, don't be discouraged, your talent is definitely higher than this Slaughter Thousand City. Elder Wujian said again.

He knew that Jian Wushuang was comparable to a second-class god and demon in the early stage of the Chaos Realm, and this kind of transcendent ability was much more rebellious than that of Slaughtering Thousand Cities.

Hearing Elder Wujian's words, Jian Wushuang only smiled faintly.

On the plains, the genius disciples of all the sects have already arrived.

"It's almost time, let's open the tomb of the saint. ”

A fellow elder from the Great Compassion Sect spoke.

The strong sects led by the other sects also nodded.

Soon, under the joint efforts of many powerhouses, eight huge spatial wormholes appeared in front of everyone.

"Eight wormholes?" Jian Wushuang looked surprised.

"The Saint's Tomb is an independent space, the scope is very large, these eight spatial wormholes are all going to the outer layer of the Saint's Tomb, but they are different corners, this is also better, after all, the purple runes on the outer layer are completely dispersed, and the disciples of all sects are naturally scattered to find it more appropriate. Elder Wujian said.

"Is that so?" Jian Wushuang nodded secretly.

And with the appearance of the eight spatial wormholes, the genius disciples of all sects were already preparing to enter the Saint's Tomb.

The Great Compassion Sect is there.

"As in the past, this time my Great Compassion Sect is still divided into three teams, each entering the three spatial wormholes, three junior disciples, you each lead a team. Tu Qiancheng said in a deep voice.

"Yes. ”

The three little kings standing with him all nodded respectfully.

Subsequently, many disciples of the Great Compassion Sect were the first to step into the spatial wormhole, and the remaining top sects followed.

"Let's go too!"

Zhong Yi, the leader of Narcissus Island, said a word, and then the ten disciples of Narcissus Island, including Jian Wushuang, also stepped directly into one of the spatial wormholes.

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