Chapter 1425

Jiang Cheng didn't know that when he killed the first dreamland, the immortals outside all screamed.

From the outside, we can't see the fairyland or what happened to them.

But I haven't eaten pork and I've seen pigs running.

Everyone knew that they had been attacked differently.

The expression in their eyes is that everyone is shrouded in clouds after entering the arena.

In fact, it's a fantasy attack.

Among all the "contestants" scattered in the division, the first one to dispel the clouds around him is the Yunting Taoist saint.

In the first two seconds, with his unfathomable strength, he forced through the illusion shrouded in himself.

The whole audience was screaming.

"It's really an old Taoist saint!"

"Antiques are antiques!"

"This old monster, won't he go beyond the holy level?"

"Too strong!"

At this time, the second person who dispelled the clouds also appeared.

He is also an old strong man - Ji Feng Dao Sheng.

He was only a second slower than Yunting Daosheng.

"Another old Taoist saint!"

"Their details are amazing!"

"That's for sure. Many God kings here are not as qualified as them."

"In the most chaotic period of the yuan fairy world, the silence of the Taoist saint was already a powerful force in the vertical and horizontal side!"

Although even if the clouds are broken, they can't pass the first round of competition immediately.

After Yunting and Jifeng dispelled the first cloud, a second cloud appeared on their heads soon.

But the first to break through the first dreamland is the embodiment of proper strength.

For many people, this is a distinction.

Almost all the "audience" present were immortal officials of the heavenly palace. Seeing this scene, I felt a little uncomfortable.

Yunting and Ji were canonized. They had not joined the heavenly palace before, but acquiesced in the rule of the heavenly palace.

For the immortal officials present, they are outsiders.

Two outsiders took the "top two". What about the Taoist saint of the heavenly palace?

Fortunately, when they floated the idea, the third strong man who dispelled the clouds also appeared.

"MengWu Daosheng!"

"It was the first big dream division in Tiangong!"

"It's finally our turn to the people in the heavenly palace!"

"Great!"

Seeing this scene, many immortal officials were excited and cheered more than the first two.

"MengWu Daosheng has long had the strength and qualification of the God King, but he didn't have a position before."

"This time, there are 20 Taoist saints and 30 superior star masters. It's hard to say who can win those seven positions, but these three are certain."

"Must!"

"Their strength is higher than other saints."

If someone is outstanding, someone is pulling his crotch.

Dozens of immortals who could not even reach the supreme state were quickly swallowed up by the dark cloud after the opening.

Then he was eliminated.

This first round of audition will not kill them, but after being defeated by the illusion, dozens of people who were eliminated did not die.

Just one by one, pale and frightened.

"It's terrible."

"It's terrible."

After they were eliminated, many immortals gathered and soon knew what the dark clouds inside meant.

For a while, the discussion became more heated.

"Lying trough, this is only the first round of audition. Is it so difficult?"

"There's no hope until daozun?"

"Even Tao Zun may lose!"

"That's not true. It's a battle between God and the king. There's no hope under the Taoist priest."

"Fortunately, I didn't sign up..."

After that, the fourth, fifth and sixth strong man who dispelled the clouds soon appeared.

They are Lingyin Daosheng, Qingque Daosheng and moqian Daosheng.

These three are all from the lower yuan fairy world, which makes the immortal officials present very lose face.

"Why are they all from below?"

"What is the face of our heavenly palace?"

In fact, this is normal.

These old Taoist saints from below are famous before the establishment of the heavenly palace.

The real old Taoist saint of Tiangong became the God King when Tiangong was founded.

Such as king Yun and King Jing.

If they also play next, their performance will not be worse than Yunting and Jifeng.

Now, the people who fight in the heavenly palace are a new group of Taoist saints who grew up later.

The inside information is naturally inferior to those old Taoist saints.

"Although this is only an audition, breaking the first fantasy is not a result, but it's really not very good-looking."

"Your faces are black."

"That's for sure. This conference was held in our heavenly palace. As a result, all the publicity was taken away by outsiders."

"At present, we only have one of the six people who break up the clouds."

"The number of seven gods corresponds to seven people. At least we have to make two top seven in the speed of breaking the illusion?"

"Hang, no accident, the next one is from below..."

While they were talking, the seventh person who broke the secret realm and dispersed the clouds finally appeared.

Who is it if it's not brother Cheng?

This brother could have been faster. If he wanted, he could even be the first.

As soon as the perfect Kendo comes out, the dreamland can't hold on for half a second, and it will be pierced in an instant.

Even the entire assessment space will be destroyed.

He just didn't bother to work so hard.

Even thirteen fold Kendo is useless.

After all, the use of Kendo and Dharma Realm is to burn the power of immortals and spirits.

He just found the loopholes in the dreamland and used the most labor-saving and easy way to crack it.

It's just an audition. As a forced king, you need to be a master. You don't have to work so hard.

But people outside don't know these details. They're boiling over.

The whole audience reached the peak in an instant, easily surpassing the momentum when Yunting Daosheng passed through.

"Jiang Cheng!"

"It is the first ginger city of Tiandan company!"

"Wogou wogou! The seventh is really the immortal official of our heavenly palace?"

These ordinary immortal officials don't know what to bet on. In their eyes, Jiang Cheng, as an immortal official, must be his own.

Just now, everyone was guessing that the seventh person was still an outsider, still sighing for the decline of the heavenly palace.

At this time, chengge suddenly emerged and occupied the seventh place

Win glory for the heavenly palace and give everyone a long face.

Many people even waved their arms and began to call chengge at the top of their lungs.

"The head of Jiang is mighty!"

"Long live Jiang shouzuo..."

"How did he do that?"

"Yes, there are twenty Taoist saints participating in the war this time. It's incredible that he can break through the first fantasy before more than a dozen Taoist saints?"

Many immortals feel that this is too untrue.

"How else could people become the hidden emperor? I knew that the first seat of Jiang was by no means ordinary!"

"You know shit. You've mocked him before."

"Isn't that young and ignorant before? From now on, Jiang Yinhuang is my idol!"

"It is worthy of being a hidden emperor! The Taoist priest can compete with the Taoist saint and have a proper posture of the Heavenly Emperor!"