Chapter 460

what?

Competing for the position of inner door elder?

Lin Changgong thought he had heard wrong.

"You are only in the later stage of ningdan..."

before he finished his words, Chen Yang condensed a lightsaber with an arc in his hand!

The energy contained in the lightsaber makes Lin Changgong astonishing.

He can't stop this lightsaber!

Don't even have the qualification to resist!

If you can compete with the elders of the inner gate, the worst is the perfection of the yuan God.

Lin Changgong was only a monk in the later period of Yuanshen.

"Don't blame me, Daoyou. It's me."

I'm afraid the young man is also a big man of practice. As for the information on the stone tablet, it's not true.

As for Ning Dan's later cultivation, he must have practiced some skills, which covered up the real cultivation.

In the world of practice, there are still many monks who play the role of pigs and eat tigers.

It's hard to see people who jump up and down with a little cultivation. The grass on the grave is two meters high.

Chen Yang smiles, "those who don't know are innocent."

"Since Daoyou is here to compete with the inner door elder, please leave your message."

Lin Changgong took out a book and handed it to him.

Chen Yang takes a look and writes down his message.

After taking the pamphlet, Lin Changgong looked at it, and his eyes suddenly showed a strange color, "Diao... Blow up the sky? Yuanshen is perfect and has two hundred years of life. "

The others are OK. That's the name. It's too much.

"Daoyou Diao, please turn left at the beginning!"

Lin Changgong closes the book and hands Chen Yang a token with identity information.

"Thank you very much."

Chen Yanggong arched his hand and took the three demons to the entrance.

I thought that the outside of the three great saints was already very big, but I didn't expect that there was heaven and earth inside.

This can't be called big, it should be called small world.

In the small world, there are all kinds of mountains and rivers, and the aura is also very abundant, dozens of times more abundant than the outside world.

There is a huge martial arts arena in front of us. There are many people standing outside. Without exception, they are all big men of Yuanshen Yunshen.

This wave of people is divided into two sides, one side is Yuanshen, the other side is Yunshen.

"Your token!"

A sword eyebrow star purpose handsome man, looking at Chen Yang, tone a little impatient.

Chen Yang took out his token. The handsome man said, "Yuanshen is perfect. Come to draw lots and remember your number."

He reached into the box and grabbed a random number, "1080.".

"All right, you go over, remember to stand on the right side!"

The man threw the token at will. Chen Yang's eyes were slightly awe inspiring. He didn't say anything after taking the token. After all, it's a long time.

When Chen Yang walked away, the pretty woman beside the man said, "elder martial brother, isn't that good?"

"What's wrong? This time, there are only 50 elders in the inner gate. There are more than 100 of them who are strong in the inner gate. Even those who are strong in the inner gate will be eliminated by half. How can they win? Those who have been eliminated will probably put their eyes on the elders of the outer gate. The elders of the outer gate have only 100 places, and those who have been eliminated will occupy at least half of them. "

"There are more than one thousand yuan gods coming this time, one out of twenty. Even if he is lucky enough to join the outside elder, he is just an idle elder. What can he do for me?"

The man's name is Jian Changxing. He is an elite disciple of inner sect of Wuji sword sect. The elder of outer sect doesn't have the right to control him.

Moreover, the elders of the outer gate are free thugs of the clan. There are tens of thousands of such elders of the outer gate. Everyone knows what their purpose is.

There are three people behind Chen Yang. I'm afraid the seven or eight year old is the purpose of his visit.

"What elder martial brother said is, I don't know what he thought. These wild cultivation, with different levels of strength, have made the clan a mess."

The woman wrapped her hair, pouted her mouth, and looked puzzled.

Chen Yang took the three demons to the challenge arena, and everyone was absorbed in it.

The two consummate monks fight in the dark. They have all kinds of cool skills. People are interested in them.

Many of the novices who follow in practice are even more starry eyed.

"Go, don't stand here!"

"Get out of the way, don't blame me if you dare to be next to me again!"

Three demons feel the malice of the general repair.

"Come back!"

Chen Yang light way, looking at those two friars, like looking at the dead!

"You'd better hope that you won't run into me in a fight!"

Chen Yang said something to them, then turned around and watched the fight.

On the arena, regardless of life and death, so they fight very fierce, means out.

"Boom!"On the challenge arena, which Dharma practitioner recorded a thunder and directly cut the opponent into coke.

"Victory on the 70th!"

A voice of indifference rang out in the sky, "the next 71 and 72 come on stage!"

The rules of this duel are simple and rough. It takes at least three rounds of fighting to decide the position of one hundred elders.

The fighting of Yuanshen realm is still beneficial to Chen Yang, and we can learn from some useful places.

After watching for an hour, Chen Yang put his eyes on the Yunshen arena.

It's very easy for an outside elder to be promoted to an inside elder. Defeat one of the inside elders.

The rules are also brutal.

Chen Yang was a little annoyed. He knew that he had written about the early days of Yunshen, so he didn't have to fight with these Yuanshen. It was a waste of time.

After a while, half of the people in Yunshen battlefield will be selected, and most of them will compete with Yuanshen.

After all, the harsh rules of Wuji sword sect gave them hope that they could be promoted as long as they defeated the elder of inner gate. All fools knew how to choose.

After thinking about it, Chen Yang understood the profound meaning of Wuji sword sect.

Compared with Yuanshen, they naturally want Yunshen to stay.

No matter how strong yuan Shen is, he can not be the opponent of Yun Shen.

The more powerful a sect is, the more prosperous it will be and the more powerful it will be.

However, Chen Yang heard a very interesting saying in Wu Mu Dao that Wu Mu Dao made the three great saints the place for the elderly of the powerful.

Chen Yang also agrees with this view.

The monk is already powerful when he steps into Yunshen. Isn't it fragrant to be king outside?

What do you want to do when you come to San Da Sheng Zong?

Figure method? Magic weapon? Pills?

These are naturally one of the reasons, but more still enjoy their old age.

A large part of them were scattered in the wild. When they were young, they offended too many people. When they were old, their path was interrupted, so they had to drag their families to the three great saints for protection.

Half of the more than 100 strong people who have accumulated gods are those whose Qi and blood are decaying. At first sight, they are five decays of heaven and man.

If you don't have great chance and great perseverance, you will have to die for 200 years at most.

Two hundred years is nothing to a friar who lives for thousands of years.

But even so, the five declining gods are worth more than ten yuan gods.

This is an indisputable fact.

The strong Yun Shen will die and disappear, but his Taoist rhyme will not disappear soon. Some powerful Yun Shen and the remaining Taoist rhyme can even survive for thousands of years.

This is such a precious opportunity. For the disciples of Wuji sword sect, these residual Taoist rhymes can greatly enhance their probability of understanding Taoist rhymes.

Chen Yang's thoughts flow, and in an instant, countless spiritual collisions, he guessed the real intention of wujizong.

It's a good calculation.

Compared with Yuan Shen and Yun Shen, the families they brought were harmonious.

In twos and threes, they get together to talk, like close friends.

For them, sooner or later, they will join the sect, and then they will be martial brothers. Naturally, they have to make good relations.

In the world of practice, contacts are more important.

In addition to the Dao, there is also the meaning of the person in the same way.

Chen Yang secretly shakes his head. The higher the monk's accomplishments are, the more lonely he is.

The road to success is never crowded.

It's better to practice more if you do what you don't have. Useless social activities are rubbish.

So Chen Yang only wants to make money and resources to improve his accomplishments.

After returning to God, Chen Yang began to concentrate on the battle between Yun Shen and Da Neng.

All kinds of Taoist rhymes can be felt even if they are isolated by Da Zhen.

The rhyme of wind, fire, thunder, light, darkness... If the strong one doesn't make a move, the mountains will fall apart.

Just like a few days ago, Chen Yang fought with Taoist Qianyu. If there was no protection, half of the seaside holy city could be beaten into powder by them.

The Taoist rhyme is strong or if, Chen Yang absorbs these fighting pictures, and the shennian villain constantly deduces and transforms them into his own things in the Niwan palace.

Daoyun is not a single shape, but also can be transformed into various weapons, even attached to weapons.

Some Taoist rhymes can even stimulate monks to burst out powerful energy.

For example, the rhyme of thunder.

The middle-aged man who practices the Tao rhyme of thunder is afraid that he is also a self-cultivation, and his physical body is strong. But what he is facing is the local Dharma practice, which has restrained him to death.

In addition, the opponent's technique was superb, and he didn't give him the chance to get close to him. He was about to lose. The middle-aged man drank loudly and swallowed thunder into his stomach.

"Ah..."

the thunder exploded in the man's body, and the thunder flickered. After enduring the intense pain, the man gained a powerful power of thunder.His cultivation even soared from the initial stage to the middle stage in a short time.

This kind of means can be used as a trump card, absolutely not as a conventional means.

"Brush!"

The man's speed was very fast, and his whole body turned into a ball of lightning. In a millionth of a second, he flashed in front of the Dharma practitioner.

With a thunderbolt, the monk was shot down from the air by a man. I don't know his life or death!