Chapter 2586

Feng Tiangong finally selected tens of thousands of saints from various sects and races.

These saints are not instant versions, they all have deep foundations, solid Taoism, and have the opportunity to cultivate their origins.

Of course, it's just a chance.

The holy one who can understand the source, and then break through to the ancient sage normally, is often one in a thousand.

In addition to tens of thousands of holy venerables, more than 300 ancient sages from Fengtian Palace also enthusiastically participated in this grand event.

Naturally, it includes Brother Cheng's acquaintances, such as Lan Ning, Ming Tong, Bai Luozhen, and Yu Chang.

10,799 people followed Jiang Cheng into the Tianfeng Stone, and appeared directly on the silver-gray disc.

Looking at the 10,800 passages around, everyone was amazed.

"What exactly is this place?"

"It shouldn't be dangerous, right?"

"It's hard to say, but in order to help Jiang's head, we are obliged to do so!"

"Maybe there is a chance in it?"

"Don't worry, everyone."

This time it was rare for Brother Cheng to find someone to help out. Although the role was to find the way, he still had to show what he should.

"No matter how dangerous it is inside, I, Jiang, will try my best to revive everyone who falls inside!"

If someone else said that, everyone would definitely not believe it.

After all, the weakest of all present is the Holy One.

No matter how well the rules of life are cultivated, it is still difficult to resurrect creatures of this level, not to mention there are many ancient sages here.

But it would be a different matter to replace it with the promise of the head of Jiang, who is recognized as the most powerful in the Yuanxian world.

"With Senior Jiang's words, we can feel more at ease."

"I didn't say anything, I will go all out this time!"

Soon, everyone arranged the passage for everyone to enter.

Jiang Cheng said a temporary farewell to Lan Ning, and after watching her disappear, he also entered the last passage that was not selected.

As soon as he stepped into it, he quickly felt the breath of blood and fire, mixed with chill, rage, heaviness and cruelty.

Looking as far as the eye can see, the sky ahead is heavy, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

It seems that it must be vented in order to get carefree.

Not far away, many figures appeared in the field of vision.

After Cheng Ge entered here, he regarded it as a secret realm with many levels. When he saw these figures, he took it for granted as monsters blocking the way.

But when he took a closer look, he realized that he seemed to have guessed wrong.

Ahead are two armies of the secular world.

There are tens of thousands of people on each side, and they are fighting each other at this moment, not for him.

But seeing the battle flags fluttering, the battle formations circling and criss-crossing, people turned their backs, and blood and stumps splashed wantonly.

The dust and ash all over the sky seemed to be dyed the same color as fire.

"what's the situation?"

"I can feel the power of the world's origin here. It stands to reason that there should be immortals everywhere. Why are there still battles in the secular world?"

He watched in mid-air for a while, and gradually lost interest.

After all, for him, this kind of battle doesn't mean much.

Continue to fly forward, and after crossing several mountain ridges, you see another city.

The first scene that came into view was three or five people fighting each other.

The two sides drew their swords out of their sheaths, and the fight was lively.

And there were no crowds of onlookers nearby, because all the people in the entire city, regardless of men, women, young or old, regardless of their clothes and occupations, were all fighting.

Some are singled out, some are gang fights.

Moreover, Jiang Cheng could clearly see that these people should all be scattered, not a battle between two or several big forces.

It was purely a personal and spontaneous battle.

"No?"

He stopped in mid-air, looking down at the city below, as if looking at a pot of porridge boiling.

Broken streets and collapsed houses can be seen throughout the city, and these people seem to be crazy.

"Are these people under the bloodthirsty curse?"

"Is this necessary?"

But soon, he was attracted by another detail.

All the people fighting in this city are cultivated, ranging from Juyuan state to Dao palace state.

Compared with the previous two secular armies over there, their strength is vastly different.

"Isn't this too strange?"

"It's just a few mountains away, like a world away."

"Huh? The world?"

He suddenly remembered something, and then continued to fly forward.

Along the way, he saw more people.

These people are either fighting or on the way to fighting.

It was as if they had nothing else to do but fight.

You don't need to live, you don't need to practice, you just need to chop everyone you see.

Their battles are also varied, some are more formal, and there are rings and arenas. Others are not purely fighting with swords, but adopt some more complicated methods.

And their cultivation is also rising step by step.

Jiang Cheng soon saw True Immortal, Immortal Emperor, Venerable, Daoist...

As he continued to deepen, he gradually saw something.

"Is this a world where fighting is everything?"

In order to confirm this guess, he stopped.

Standing on the cloud, he watched the scuffle between the four holy masters in the distance.

These four holy masters all have holy realms, but apart from the slight difference in strength, their holy realms are almost like carved out of the same mold.

All are derived from some kind of fighting Tao.

In the fierce confrontation, Jiang Cheng still noticed something strange.

Although they are all fighting holy worlds, the styles of the four holy masters are different.

Some are extremely violent, while others tend to be deep.

After all, they are both fighting types, and everyone has different moods and understandings.

Jiang Cheng waited patiently until they decided the winner.

When one of them was defeated, his figure turned into flashing light spots all over the sky.

This also made Brother Cheng more certain of another guess - this is not the real plane.

It was more like the simulated plane he had encountered when he participated in the Road of Flowing Gold before, and these people were not real creatures.

Light spots all over the sky sprinkled on the person who just won.

Afterwards, the aura of the winner increased rapidly, and soon reached the level close to the peak Holy Master.

"You still have this?"

"Is this the way of cultivation in this world?"

"Will you be able to improve your strength by defeating your opponent?"

Jiang Cheng is also well-informed, and he quickly accepted this strange plane rule.

He waved his hand forward, and the power of turbidity easily killed the three holy masters.

The three of them turned into light spots all over the sky, but they didn't shine on him, the 'winner', as he thought.

Instead, it dissipates in mid-air and becomes invisible.

"I thought that under the rules of this plane, my strength could also improve a little bit, but it turned out that there was no benefit at all."

Brother Cheng was disappointed.

But before he flew further forward, a fierce light burst out in the void.

Countless light spots converged in midair, and then condensed into the silhouettes of three human figures.

When the light dissipated, three saints holding long swords appeared in front of his eyes.