C1910 Situ Qiuzui

If such a powerful being were to have a massacre in his heart, he could definitely be called the most terrifying demon.

Fortunately, they were respected by tens of thousands of people. They were the righteous ones in the Holy Dawn Palace!

To be able to obtain his approval so easily, it was definitely not easy. With such a sharp gaze, eagle eyes and violent strength, no one dared to approach him easily!

Once again, like the tides, the crowd madly attacked! Shua! In that moment, this gigantic Void Battlestage actually released this extremely strange and mysterious power from Dugu Kuangxiong's body. This power controlled at least a hundred thousand people's movements, because in that moment, everyone's movements actually slowed down, and the speed at which they were running at slowed down by half.

The lonely Martial Saint's palm was like it was filled with a huge suction force. As soon as it opened and closed, three out of a hundred thousand warriors were instantly divided into three parts. Once again, they were divided into that halo of light — a total of thirty thousand people.

In an instant, with his perception, he had already made a huge judgement on so many people. However, what was his standard? There were so many people, and 70,000 people had already been eliminated.

It was because Long Yan saw that there were also many younger Second Stage of Divine Martial Spirit warriors that were thrown out of the martial ground inexplicably, meaning they were eliminated. It seemed like this had a lot to do with Gudu Kuangxiong's mood as well.

But even so, who could change anything? With this person's powerful strength, even if he did not use any martial skills, he was like a battle god that blotted out the sun, furthermore, he had trained for over ten thousand years. Such a strong senior, Long Yan was extremely respectful of him!

A million people, 20 million people will participate, and it will be held once a year, with a time limit of two months, a total of twenty selections. These one million people, equated to only fifty thousand people being selected every single time, and there were already over thirty-seven thousand people who had succeeded in becoming the new generation of Heavenly Palace disciples. There were still over thirteen thousand people left.

The Holy Dawn Sect was indeed extraordinary. The powerful martial artists had all gathered here, in the south, south, and north. If you think you're an expert, you might as well come here and challenge the Martial Dao Sovereign.

That kind of understanding of martial arts, that many years of comprehension and training, he had already gone through hundreds of battles. Any random punch or kick had already been formed, surpassing any offensive combat skill.

Long Yan's martial soul had only been open for two hours, and had already been closed. In his mind, he had already comprehended a whole level, and even closing his eyes was just the constant swinging of a sword, which was extremely helpful.

This halo of light in the sky actually had a blue restriction. As long as warriors stepped into this restriction, they would all be the targets of the Lord Gudu Kuangxiong's attacks. Hence, no one would dare to step over this blue restriction without being prepared in their hearts.

Long Yan's mind quickly spun. Such a strong warrior, when he attacked, how could he possibly attract his attention?

"Ha ha-ha ha, it's great, it's great! Come, let's all attack together. You guys are already doing very well. Continue working hard!"

suddenly turned into a thirty meter tall giant, his hands on his waist as he stood there. All his attacks were useless against him, like an ant hitting the body of an elephant, causing him to not even frown.

That powerful energy, that surging sound, had formed into a current of air which caused Long Yan to deeply feel the ringing of his ears, and his body to tremble.

Just by standing there and allowing others to freely attack, the halos on Venerable Lord Lonely's body were able to cause those martial artists that attacked him to be sent flying backwards!

No one could really get close to him. All the battles felt like tickling!

"Big brother, big brother, this is great! You've been selected! You've actually been selected! This time, you've truly brought honor to the clan!"

Long Yan followed the excited gaze of the young man beside him and looked at the other young man, whose face was already covered in tears.

"Brother, is that your brother?"

The young man nodded at Long Yan: "That's right, my brother was extremely talented, at the age of seventy he had already broken through the eighth level of the Sky Martial Spirit and became an expert at the First Stage of Divine Martial Spirit at the age of two hundred. He was the young genius with the strongest talent in our family, and as expected, he succeeded."

As he said this, this youth also began to rub his hands together, crossing the blue boundary and rushing towards the Solitary Blademaster!

It seemed that Venerable Lord Lonely did not mean that he would blindly like anyone. Rather, he used strict control to meticulously select a true genius. With just a glance, he could already determine that person's potential value.

At this time, Long Yan was already at the other area of the halo, and saw another person. That person's entire body was also filled with a terrifying aura, and as he walked, with a shake, he unleashed a set of drunken fists, and as the fist grew larger, each punch was able to make the hundred people around him dance in the air. The only thing that could be seen was that the expert's figure, was dancing in the air, and his entire body rolling about while separating the people around him.

Long Yan's eyes were sharp, adding on the fact that he had the powerful Divine Dragon Soul's soul power, it would be difficult to catch his shadow, fast, simply too fast, and on the drunkard's waist, there was a huge bottle gourd!

He rolled and thrashed around, pulling off the lid of the gourd from time to time and gulping down a few mouthfuls of wine!

He was actually wearing a hat with a round collar, and the white silver hair could already be clearly seen by his ears. It seems like the rumors were most likely true, that he had been stuck in love for his entire life, and even his hair had turned white.

Long Yan shook his head: "This old man is rather interesting too, he has a story."

In fact, his clothes were already very dirty and had some holes in them. Moreover, this old fogey also looked rather slovenly. If it wasn't for the grand aura he exuded, he probably would have been abandoned by others on the street!

Such a person actually gave Long Yan a very warm and intimate feeling. Not only did Long Yan not have any thoughts of detesting him, he even wanted to rush forward and grab the jug of wine to drink with him.

Maybe Long Yan felt that he had a similar temperament to this person. If Long Ling left him one day, wouldn't he become like this as well? He would be addicted to alcohol and live in a muddled state every day.

Long Yan saw Senior Situ Qiuzui, and was startled, but right at that moment, a shadow appeared in the sky and smashed down towards him. Long Yan's reaction was extremely fast, the tip of his feet touched the ground, and with a swoosh, his entire body shot up like an arrow leaving the bow, successfully grabbing the shadow in the sky. Receiving the huge force from his body, Long Yan roared, the primordial spirit erupted, and stabilized his body, before landing safely on the ground.