The whirlpool channel buzzed, turned into pieces of light and rain and disappeared, the desolate world is still wandering in the depths of time and space, in the depths of the distant void, a hazy figure, one after another, these immortals come and go without a trace, very mysterious.

The disciples of each sect who participated in the trial went to the sect elders and began to report on the situation of the trial. After Wang Qian and Qinglian separated, a group of disciples of the Taibai Sword Sect stepped on the Taibai Sword Boat.

Soon Wang Qian was summoned by the thirteen elders of the sword and entered the depths of the sword boat.

This is the first time Wang Gan has seen the elder of the Sword Thirteen, this elder, with gray hair and sharp eyes, flashes layers of sword light from time to time, it seems that he can see the infinite depths of time and space, surrounded by sword intent, standing there quietly, like a peerless divine sword, which can be torn and cut at any time, and the aura of indifference makes people shudder.

This is the peerless Golden Immortal, and Wang Qian also knows that this Sword Thirteen Elder has cultivated to an unfathomable level, and has walked a long distance on the Golden Immortal Avenue, cultivating to the world, and his combat power is outstanding.

"You are Wang Qian, very good, I already know your appearance in this trial, yes, very good, suddenly rising, you actually have the combat power of the Holy Son level, after returning to the sect, you can be directly promoted to the Holy Son of the sect!"

Sword Thirteen laughed long, the laughter was like gold and iron, sonorous and powerful, shocking the soul.

"Thank you, Elder!"

"Well, this is what you deserve, you don't need to thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid that my Taibai Sword Sect would have to suffer a big loss in this trial, this must be rewarded, and the identity of a holy son is nothing. ”

Jian Thirteen waved his hand and quickly let Wang Qian leave.

In the room deep in the sword boat, only Jian Thirteen was left, his eyes were deep, and there was a faint sword light.

"This kid is amazingly talented, and he has the combat power of the Holy Son level in a short period of time, which is also a great blessing for my Taibai Sword Sect, but the holy soldiers on his body are a big trouble, this level of treasure, I'm afraid that many people in the sect will be restless again, hmph, I hope you don't go too far, otherwise it will ......"

The faint voice of the Sword Thirteen Elder sounded, and a murderous aura was stirring.

However, he said that Wang Qian left from the thirteen elders of the sword, returned to his room on the sword boat, and sat cross-legged and meditated, constantly thinking in his heart.

"It seems that this Sword Thirteen Elder, with a strong heart and pure swordsmanship, should not be unfavorable to me, but it is not easy for others in this Taibai Sword Sect to say, I got the news of the holy soldiers, I can't hide it at all, it will soon spread all over the world, and the reputation is there, but I'm afraid there will be no less trouble." ”

Thinking about this, Wang Qian also had a bit of a headache, in the Taibai Sword Sect, the forces are complicated, the Holy Son, the elders, and other high-level people gather, there are all fish and dragons, in this case, once the news of his own Holy Soldier spreads, what will these people think, what actions will they have, these need to be carefully considered.

"Hmph, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, I hope these people from the sect don't go too far, otherwise, my Wang Qian will not be handled casually. ”

After thinking about it for a moment and not getting a result, Wang Qian's heart moved, killed a qiē negative emotion, snorted coldly, and prepared for the worst, his eyes were cold and calm, deep as the sea.

At the end of this trial, the various sects gathered the surviving true disciples, and there was no more competition, they left one after another and returned to the sect.

The speed of the Taibai Sword Boat is unparalleled, like a vast long sword, tearing through the void air current, a moment is thousands of miles away, in less than half a day, it has returned to the Taibai Sword Peak, and landed directly in a space in the depths of the Sword Peak.

Many true disciples who participated in the trial can finally breathe a sigh of relief now, in the past month, they have been on the verge of life and death all the time, even true immortals, they are also full of exhaustion, at this time they returned to the sect, dispersed, returned to the cave, restored their spirits, and sorted out the harvest.

Wang Gan was left behind by the Thirteen Sword Elders.

"Wang Qian, you and I will go to the Holy Son Temple. ”

"Yes, Elder. ”

The thirteen elders of the sword took Wang Qian, stepped out, and a misty sword light appeared under his feet, forming a long avenue and probing into the depths of time and space.

The next moment, Wang Qian found that he had arrived in a quaint hall, and at this time, there were already several Golden Immortal Elders waiting in this hall.

There are three elders here, all of them are amazing, shrouded in a cloud of misty divine light, it seems that the ontology exists in the depths of time and space, it seems to be close in front of you, but in fact it is far away from the end of the world, Wang Gan's eyes flashed, and he could see that these golden immortal elders, all of them have cultivated to the sky, I am afraid that they are already at the level of the golden immortal void golden immortal.

These three elders, a young man, an old man, and a middle-aged beautiful woman, had blurred faces, and Wang Qian could only see a rough idea.

"Sword Thirteen, this is that Wang Qian? Sure enough, he is extraordinary, has a deep Dao foundation, and is a good seedling, according to his table in this trial, there should be no problem in promoting the Holy Son. ”

The golden immortal in the center smiled faintly, and his tone was relatively gentle.

"Elder Mingkong is right, Wang Qian, this trial has made a great contribution to my Taibai Sword Sect, the identity of a holy son should be, since this is the case, then it is decided, my Taibai Sword Sect will add another holy son today. ”

Elder Sword Thirteen's cold, sword-like voice sounded, obviously very satisfied with Elder Mingkong's statement.

"Slow, two elders, I think I have to discuss the matter of Wang Qian's promotion to the Holy Son, right?"

The young golden immortal on the left, the immortal light around him flickered, and his tone was a little gloomy.

Wang Qian raised his head suddenly, his eyes shrank, he knew that trouble was coming.

"Elder Qingjian, what do you mean by this? Could it be that with Wang Gan's merits and cultivation, what is the problem with the promotion of the Holy Son?"

The Sword Thirteen Elder's tone was even colder, and a sharp momentum erupted from him, crushing towards the Green Sword Elder.

A faint blue sword light flashed in the void, the crackling sound continued, the space in the main hall was distorted, and countless small black cracks suddenly appeared, hideous and terrifying.

"Why is this Blue Sword Elder targeting me?"

Wang Gan's spirit was completely concentrated, and he didn't understand the purpose of this Green Sword Elder.

"Hehe, Sword Thirteen, as far as I know, although this Wang Qian has also made a little merit in the trial, his ability to cause trouble is also not small, how can I say that my disciple is also a true immortal overlord in the sect, his talent is amazing, and his achievements in the future are limitless, but he was killed, and not only my disciple, but also many true disciples of my Sword Sect, also died at his hands, such a mad man, is it really appropriate to be promoted to the Holy Son?"

Elder Qingjian's tone was calm, and Wang Qian felt a faint wisp of murderous intent drown towards him.

"I see, that little sword saint is actually the apprentice of this green sword elder? It's really a narrow road. “

Wang Qian finally understood a little, it was not for nothing that this Green Sword Elder was targeting himself so much, and the Little Sword Saint of the Taibai Sword Sect was the root.