Chapter 514: Santos Seal

In front of Xuanyuan Palace, a huge pitch-black arena slowly emerged from the clouds, and within the sect, a few murderous auras suddenly rose.
"boom!"
The huge arena shook abruptly, and accompanied by a roar, a mountain rose slowly from the center of the arena, and it continued to rise, and gradually penetrated into the Zheng Zongmen of the clouds, one line of sight, following the slowly rising mountain, fell At the tip of the mountain.
On the top of the mountain, there was a large seal that was only half a foot long and wide. The large seal was wrapped in a thin air film, emitting a dazzling light.
"That's the city lord seal?"
Looking at the big seal, a series of repressed heavy breathing suddenly came from the sect.
Standing in the Yuntai Palace, Wang Haochen's eyes fell on the city lord's seal, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and a powerful fighting intent rose up suddenly in his body.
King Wu and the others looked at the big seal, and their eyes were full of enthusiasm. As long as they got the seal of the city lord, they could truly gain a foothold in the Xuanyuan Domain. Otherwise, they would be nothing but rootless duckweed.
"This seal, I am bound to get it!"
Wang Haochen squeezed both fists abruptly, and a powerful force suddenly surged in his body.
On the top of the Xuanyuan Palace mountain, a figure suddenly flew out, stepping across the sky, walking on the clouds, only three or four steps, he had reached the sky above the huge arena.
It was an old man in a white robe, with white hair, but his complexion was ruddy, without a trace of wrinkles, but between the opening and closing of his eyes, there was a strong breath of time radiating away, and his eyes seemed to hide the vicissitudes of the sea.
"Our Xuanyuan Palace has established a sect for thousands of years, with a growing momentum and holding dozens of cities. Soon, we will build a city and increase our strength by one point. Today, under the common witness of everyone, we will decide the master of the city."
The old man stood up and lifted up, and a wave of momentum on his body, like a wave, suddenly spread in the Xuanyuan Palace, covering thousands of miles.
"This opportunity to build a city is the result of the bloodshed of countless disciples in the sect. It is extremely precious and naturally cannot be lost. Only strong strength can protect it. It is also our Xuanyuan Palace's choice to determine the city lord by strength. Tradition, the rules remain the same this time, and the strong get it."
The elder is the great elder of Xuanyuan Palace. Generally, he is practising hard in retreat. It is rare to miss his face. However, he is the only one who has the qualifications except for the six palace masters in the sect. Host.
"Participate in the contender for city building qualification, show up!"
The elder's eyes swept toward the Xuanyuan Palace, with a soft sound, the sound was not loud, but after the exit, it was like thunder, which exploded in the clan and spread to any corner of the Xuanyuan Palace.
In the Yuntai Palace, Wang Haochen turned his head slightly, looked at the people beside him, and said:
"I'm past."
He was shocked, strode forward, and gradually a powerful fighting spirit rushed up from him.
Almost as soon as Wang Haochen's feet moved, in the upper part of Xuanyuan Palace, there was a huge figure that jumped down without any help, like a mortal stone, whizzing down, his sturdy body passed. Everywhere, the void is slightly distorted, it is hard to imagine how strong that power should be.
"boom!"
He did not bend or bend, carrying an extremely fierce momentum, smashed down on the ring, and the huge ring was suddenly shocked.
"What a powerful body!"
Yuntai Palace, King Wu and others looked at the figure, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Such a terrifying body, I am afraid that ordinary holy realm powerhouses will not be able to break through his defenses.
"Young Palace Master's body has become stronger again."
Inside the sect, there was a sound of exclamation everywhere.
As soon as the figure of the strong man fell, there was a sword light bursting up in Yunteng Palace, and it just flashed, and fell on the ring. When the sword light flashed, there was already an extra piece of clothing on the ring. The figure of Qingpao was wrapped in sword light, and it was difficult to see the true face.
"It's just that I have practiced some brute force, but I still show off everywhere."
In the sword light, there was a faintly ridiculous voice.
"Jianyang, what are you?"
The sturdy figure suddenly turned his head, staring at the figure wrapped in sword light, a scarlet color appeared in his eyes, and a fierce air in his body, like a storm, went towards the person.
"Hahaha... you two guys can only pretend to be guns, and if you have the ability, you will really fight."
A loud laugh came, and among the ten states below the sect, a figure suddenly rushed up, carrying a billowing heat wave on his body, even if it was still hundreds of feet away, he could feel a breath rushing toward his face.
Zongzhong's disciples felt the breath, they all frowned and couldn't help but let go.
"Yue Yan, are you not fast enough to die?"
The two on the ring turned their heads together and looked at the man, with a touch of coldness in their eyes.
But at this moment, the clouds in the sky seemed to suddenly become gloomy, and a sense of coldness that penetrated into the bone marrow spread silently.
The three people on the ring were slightly stagnant, looking up one after another, a trace of fear appeared on their faces, and they no longer scolded each other.
In the air, a dark shadow remained unmoved, only two flashes, that is, like a ghost, fell on the ring, the dark shadow stood still, silent, but a body exuding The cold air caused the three people on the ring to slightly change color.
"This guy's state of immortality seems to have improved again?"
"His physical potential is not great, he probably hasn't reached that point yet!"
"I really don't know what this guy thinks. If a good person doesn't do it, he just wants to be such an immortal monster."
The three people on the ring could not help whispering softly, but their voices suddenly changed a lot.
Wang Haochen stepped into the air, looking at the four people on the ring, his eyes condensed slightly. The breath radiating from the four people was extremely terrifying and gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.
"An outstanding disciple of the Wannian Sect, I really can't be seen."
His heart tightened slightly, but there was a stronger fighting will in his heart, which was involuntarily aroused.
Wang Haochen's speed is also extremely fast, just two or three breaths time, that is, he has already approached the ring. At this time, he discovered that in the other direction, a figure flew over almost at the same time.
The man looked sad and gloomy, looking at the four people on the ring with evasive eyes. Seeing him like that, it seemed that he might turn around and give up next moment.
"Luan Zhou?"
When Wang Haochen saw that person, he couldn't help but laughed.
Although Luan Zhou also has the strength of the peak of the Saint King Realm, he is really far behind the four on the ring, no wonder he has no confidence.
"Elder Haochen!"
Seeing Wang Haochen, Luan Zhou smiled bitterly, his expression was not much better than crying.
He was the first person to apply for the qualification to build a city, and he did not expect that there would be so many freaks participating in this competition later. If he knew, he would not apply for it even if he was killed.
Wang Haochen couldn't help but smiled, nodded, and said:
"It's not that you have no chance at all. Don't do that."
"Ugh!"
Luan Zhou glanced at the four on the ring, he just sighed in sorrow, Wang Haochen's comfort did not help.
"Elder?"
On the arena, the four of them turned their heads and looked at Wang Haochen, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
"Our Xuanyuan Palace, when are the conditions for promotion to elders so low?"
The brawny man's eyes swept over Wang Haochen, his eyes could not help showing a trace of disdain.
"There are so many capable people and strangers, how can you be a bull who knows."
The figure wrapped in the sword light sneered, but his gaze from the sword light also had a hint of surprise.
"Are you the great alchemy master?"
The eyes of the person with blazing aura fell on Wang Haochen, and his face couldn't help showing a slight surprise, but he split his mouth and said:
"If you agree, help me refine a Thunder Flame Pill, and I can do it lightly later."
"What if I agree?"
Wang Haochen smiled and said.
"No promise..."
The man groaned slightly, and a fierce breath emerged in his eyes, humming:
"Then I will fight until you agree."
"As long as you are a disciple of the Zongzhong who can gather the elixir and pay the reward, I will help them refine it, but as for you, I have to consider it.
Wang Haochen shook his head and stared at the man, jokingly.
"Master Alchemy?"
On the arena, the other three people were slightly shocked, as if they didn't even know the origin and identity of Wang Haochen.
An anger flashed on that person's face. Before he could speak again, a powerful aura rose into the air again in Xuanyuan Palace, rushing towards the ring with a terrifying aura.
Feeling that breath, the five people on the ring couldn't help but have a trace of solemn death on their faces, including the person who was wrapped in black robe and surrounded by death.
That is the aura exuded by the master-level powerhouse.
Although they all have extremely strong self-confidence in their hearts, it is definitely impossible for them to use the holy realm cultivation base to face the master-level powerhouses without pressure in their hearts.
"I didn't expect that Elder Luo Peng would also participate in this competition!"
That breath moxibustion was as fierce as fire, and the disciple named Yue Yan spoke slowly, with a bitter look on his face, as if he lacked confidence.
Originally, only their five core disciples signed up, but he did not expect that Luo Peng, as an elder, would also apply for the competition, which made him feel tremendous pressure. Except for Luan Zhou, the remaining four were all retired. Cultivation, trying to break through, but how difficult it is to break through the realm of the realm master, how easy it is, otherwise, the Xuanyuan Palace will have established a sect for thousands of years, and there will not be only 18 elders.
"What about the elders, and how about the master-level powerhouses, if we try our best, we may not have no chance."
The extremely strong man stared at Luo Peng who was flying by, humming coldly.
On the ring, the four of them stopped arguing, and when they looked at each other, they seemed to understand each other's meaning.