Chapter 610: Dragon King? (Second!)

　　 "Boom!"
　　 A day later, Ao Jian, who was sitting next to Wang Xian, opened his eyes, and a terrifying aura radiated from his body.
　　 When Wang Xian moved his arm, the water energy surrounded him, his eyes fixed on Ao Jian.
　　 Five imaginary long swords were spinning around him at a terrifying speed. Wang Xian saw it and found that the long sword beside him was shaking violently.
　　 "Huh? It actually made the twelfth-level spirit sword tremble. It seems that Ao Jian's strength is a bit strange!"
　　 Wang Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, a little surprised.
　　 "Dragon King!"
　　 At this time, Ao Jian looked at Wang Xian and immediately stood up and shouted respectfully.
　　 "Well, what kind of exercises are you practicing? When you break through, the energy is a bit strange!"
　　 Wang Xian looked at Ao Jian in surprise, and asked him.
　　 "Ruthless Kendo, Dragon King, I broke through to the thirteenth level with Ruthless Kendo and reached the realm of the lower fairy!"
　　 "The lower fairy? There are levels among the fairy gods?"
　　 A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Xian's eyes.
　　 "Yes, when you first enter the realm of the fairy gods, you will be a lower-ranked fairy, and you will be a middle-ranked fairy. If you turn your combat skills into supernatural powers, you will be a high-ranked fairy. As for the higher, I don't know!
　　 Ao Jian introduced to Wang Xian.
　　 "Unexpectedly, there are still three levels in the immortal realm!"
　　 Wang Xian nodded slowly: "You go back first, I will also enter the Yongchang Ding in a few days!"
　　 "It's the Dragon King, I will win this competition!"
　　 Ao Jian said to Wang Xian faintly.
"Ok!"
　　 Wang Xian smiled and nodded. With Ao Jian's current strength, the Grand Tournament champion is simply too simple for him.
　　 Except for the immortals of Yongchang World, no one is his opponent!
After 　　 Ao Jian left, Wang Xian continued to refine the spirit weapon.
　　 "Elder Wang!"
　　 Three days later, the five disciples in the peak saw Wang Xian refining a spiritual weapon and shouted at him.
"what's up?"
　　 Wang Xian asked them expressionlessly, preparing to continue refining.
"Elder Wang, today is the last day of the big competition among the three immortal disciples. It is also the day when the disciples will be announced in the first 30. At that time, it will be announced which disciples can enter the Yongchang Ding. The elder let us tell you that you must go there today. !"
　　 A disciple said respectfully towards Wang Xian.
　　 "Huh? Is it the last day?"
　　 Wang Xian nodded, and put away the materials: "Since we have to go there, let's go, wherever, you will lead the way!"
　　 "It's Elder Wang. Congratulations to hear that you can enter the Yongchang Ding, Elder!"
　　 The disciple said with envy.
　　 Wang Xian nodded faintly, followed behind and flew towards the Yongchang Immortal Gate.
　　 "Brother Gwen, come on!"
　　 "Brother Hong, come on!"
　　 "Brother Jinjian, come on!"
　　Wang Xian heard a cheer when he was still a kilometer away from the Taibi venue.
　　 Wang Xian swept his eyes, saw the location of Dahong Immortal Gate, and immediately flew towards the elders of Dahong Immortal Gate.
　　 "Elder Wang, here comes!"
　　 The elders of Dahongxianmen sat on a small mountain peak next to Dabi, and when they saw him coming, they immediately greeted with a smile.
　　 All the disciples of the entire Yongchang Immortal Gate, today is the time when the top five are separated. At this moment, every elder of the Dahong Immortal Gate will not be absent.
　　 "The Great Elder, the Second Elder, you elders!"
　　 Wangxian arched his hands towards a famous elder.
"Elder Wang, after the top five are separated, the competition of the three immortal gates will be over. At that time, you, as the place to enter the Yongchang Ding, will also be on the stage to let the disciples of the three immortal gates in the world of Yongchang know you! "
　　 The Great Elder said to Wang Xian.
"it is good!"
　　 Entering the Yongchang Ding is a great opportunity for everyone. Once in 50 years, there are only 13 people at a time.
　　 After the big match today, they will enter it tomorrow.
　　 The three scheduled disciples will also enjoy the glory of the top ten disciples.
　　 "Who is currently in the top five?"
　　 Wang Xian looked at the field curiously, and asked the great elder on the side.
　　 "Hehe, it depends on the battle between the Ao sword of Zhanxiandao and the golden sword of Zhanxiandao!"
　　 The Great Elder smiled and pointed to the two fighting in the field.
"Ok?"
　　 Wang Xian looked over, and sure enough, Ao Jian was fighting with a man with a sharp face in the field.
"Ha ha!"
　　Wang Xian smiled and looked at a flame pillar on the side, on which there was a ranking.
　　 One to six have not been decided yet, and the rankings of the remaining disciples have all been decided.
"Ok?"
　　 At this moment, Wang Xian suddenly sensed that there was a gaze looking at him, looking up and down.
　　 He raised his eyebrows and turned to look at an elder on the mountain.
　　 When the elder saw Wang Xian looking over, he didn't hide the slightest, his eyes slightly chilled.
　　 "I remember that one of the family who assassinated me that night served as an elder at Dahongxianmen. It seems that this old fellow should be!"
　　A cold color flashed in Wang Xian's eyes.
　　 "Ao Jian is going to win. It is really unexpected. Jin Jian has always been the chief disciple of Zhanxian Dao. I didn't expect to be defeated by a disciple who had just joined the Zhanxian Dao for a short time. The first five are confirmed!"
　　 At this moment, an elder exclaimed.
　　Wang Xian looked at it, and sure enough, Ao Jian's long sword made a wound on the young man's body, and the cold long sword pointed at him.
　　 Jin Jian's face was very embarrassed, and the arm holding the long sword trembled slightly: "How can you have a level twelve spiritual weapon!"
　　 He growled in a low voice with embarrassment.
　　 Ao Jian didn't pay attention to him at all, and moved back to his position.
　　If he showed all his power, Golden Sword, he defeated it with one move!
　　 "Good!"
　　 Seeing that Ao Jian ignored him again, Jin Jian almost dripped blood gloomily, and flew towards the small mountain with a move.
　　 "Unexpectedly, Golden Sword, you would have been defeated by a disciple who had just entered Zhanxian Dao not long ago. Your status as the chief disciple is not guaranteed!"
　　 As soon as the golden sword fell on the mountain, the voice of a young man playing abuse came over.
　　 "If he hadn't suddenly possessed a level 12 spirit sword, he would definitely not be my opponent!"
　　 Jin Jian said with a gloomy face.
　　 "Hehe, aren't you also a level twelve spirit sword!"
　　 The young man smiled, but there was a hint of curiosity on his face: "You said you won't let him enter the Yongchang Cauldron, and he doesn't have any friends. Where did the twelve-level spirit sword in his hand come from?"
　　 "You ask me, who shall I ask?"
　　 King Kong's face was calm, and he tightly shook the spirit sword in the handshake.
　　 "I know, it was the Dragon King, who helped him refine it!"
　　 At this moment, the voice of Ao Shuwen came from the side.
　　 He looked at the spirit swords in the hands of Hong Tianda and Piao Lingxue: "The spirit swords in the hands of Senior Brother Hong and Senior Sister Piao were also made by the Dragon King!"
　　 "The Dragon King?"
　　 However, Ao Shuwen's words surprised the two people on the side.
　　 Xiaoxiao and the sage disciple who followed her headed.
　　 When they heard the name, a trace of doubt flashed in their eyes.
　　
(End of this chapter)