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Chapter five hundred and eighty-ninth the prestige of the quasi-sage

Three days later!

As the stars change, the sky changes the earth, the Chaos Temple rises again after thousands of miles of miles of chaos, and great masters from all sides come from all directions and stand in the starry sky in all directions.

"Please advance to the top four to draw lots." The rumbling of the Chaos Dojo in Thousand Miles rumbled, which also means that the battle for the top four is about to begin.

Shentu, Huangquan Taoist, Ye Xuan, Wandu Ancestor, these are the four strongest people. Who can marry the Nine Heavens Xuannv as his wife will stand out from these four people.

However, in the eyes of all the great masters, there is no suspense in the last two rounds of battles, because the ancestor of Wanpo is a quasi-saint of one side, and the so-called peak of Daluo cannot be his opponent at all.

Quasi-saint!

The two simple words represent another level of life, which is not something that Daluo can resist at all. This is also an everlasting iron rule that no one can change.

The world begins to open, and all things are born, and the quasi-saint is supreme. It is not impossible to defeat the quasi-saint, but it is by no means reflected in cultivation.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation of the Tongtian Sect, the twelve Divine Evil Formation of the Dutian tribe, the Hunyuan Zhoutian Star Formation of the Ancient Sect, and some legendary innate treasures can all be defeated in the Daluo realm.

But without exception, whether it is these killing formations or innate treasures, most of these things are owned by saints, so it is difficult to defeat the quasi-saints.

Of course, there are also differences among quasi-saints. The ancestor of Wanpopoids has just become a quasi-saint. Regardless of his foundation and cultivation, he is the weakest existence among quasi-saints. However, quasi-saints are quasi-saints after all, and are definitely not comparable to immortals.

In the eyes of all the great masters, the final winner of this event was only the ancestor of Wanpo, and the other three were just foils, and there would be no exception.

Of course, there are also great masters who are secretly paying attention to Ye Xuan, and they all speculated that the sword weapon behind Ye Xuan was Jue Xian Sword, because everyone knew that Ye Xuan could ascend to the position of Emperor Tian, ​​which played a great role in the Tongtian Sect Master, and even gave the Jue Xian Sword to Shen Gongbao to protect Ye Xuan.

If Ye Xuan had the Zhuxian Sword Formation in hand, the remaining two rounds of battle would be full of suspense.

In the Chaos Temple, four people began to draw lots, and the ancestor of Ten Thousand Poisons Wubo Wulan was the first to draw lots. When he showed his number of draws, it was exactly "one", which means that his opponent was "four".

Ye Xuan calmly drew lots. As he expanded the number of draws in his hand, it was "three", which just allowed him to avoid a battle with the ancestor of Wandu.

As the two of them opened their signs, the faces of Taoist Huangquan and Shen Tu looked ugly. It was obvious that this battle with the ancestor Wandu would appear from the two of them.

When the two of them drew their own number of signs, Shen Tu's face instantly pale, and his eyes were extremely unwilling. When he slowly showed his number of signs, it was the word "four", and his opponent was the Ten Thousand Poisons Ancestor.

clang!

The sound of the starry sky bell echoed from all directions, and Ye Xuan and Huangquan Taoist withdrew from the Chaos Dojo. Obviously, the first duel was Shen Tu fighting against the ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, which also attracted the attention of all the great masters from all sides.

Shentu, one of the Five Emperors of the Underworld, is definitely not a weak person. He is even more indifferent to life and death at this moment. Although he is facing a quasi-saint, he is not without any resistance.

The ancestor of Wanpo, frosty black clothes, has a very handsome face, like a Confucian scholar. If he was in the mortal world, no one would believe that this person was a quasi-saint, and even a quasi-saint in the evil way.

Attention from all directions, the breath is stagnant.

Not only were the great masters of all parties watching this battle, but Ye Xuan and Taoist Huangquan were also watching intently, obviously wanting to see how terrible the quasi-saint's methods are.

The center of Chaos Dojo.

The ancestor Wanpox was carrying one hand, and there was no breath all over his body. He just looked at Shentu with indifference, as if he was looking at an ant.

"Get out."

The ancestor Wandu whispered, as if he was talking about something very casual, but it was heard in Shentu's ears, but the face of the ghost emperor in the underworld changed.

"Ancestor Wanpox, although you are the quasi-saint, I, Shentu, is one of the five emperors of the underworld. If you can make a good relationship with me today, when I step into the quasi-saint, I will definitely not forget my grace today. My underworld lineage will also regard you as a close friend."

Shen Tu lowered his figure very low and even lifted it out of the underworld lineage, hoping that the ancestor of Wanpox could withdraw from this battle.

As Shentu's words fell, the great masters from all walks of life nodded secretly, and the eyes of looking at Shentu showed a look of amazement.

Obviously, Shen Tu is very smart. He knows that even if he has a life-and-death battle, he is no match for the ancestor Wan Du. As the ghost emperor of the underworld, he can use the general trend of the underworld to put pressure on the ancestor Wan Du, and give the other party a great face. This practice also shows that Shen Tu's mind is definitely not ordinary.

Unfortunately, the ancestor Wandu was not moved, but just sneered at Shentu, and his voice said indifferently: "Are you taking the underworld to suppress me?"

"I dare not! I just want to make a good relationship with fellow Taoist Wandu."

Shen Tu's expression changed slightly, and he quickly bowed. After all, what he was facing was a quasi-saint, who was afraid that he would suffer a great disaster.

"It's hard to say whether the Ghost Emperor can step into the quasi-saint. What qualifications do you think you have to make a good relationship with me with your current cultivation level?" The ancestor Wandu smiled contemptuously, and his expression was extremely disdainful.

The realm of quasi-saint is not just a saying. Looking at the three realms of heaven, earth, man and man, I don’t know how many Daluo peaks are shackled here, and they have no chance of being the position of quasi-saint.

Although Shen Tu is one of the five local emperors, it is difficult to become a quasi-saint. How could the ancestor Wanpoisons take him seriously?

Moreover, the ancestor Wandu was very convinced that even if he killed Shentu, no quasi-saint would stand up for Shentu, because the cause and effect of forming enemies among the quasi-saints was too terrible. This is a stupid thing that has harmlessness but no benefits.

The center of Chaos Dojo.

Shen Tu looked at the contemptuous smile on the face of the ancestor Wandu, his facial expression became increasingly ugly, and his eyes were turning slightly. I don’t know whether to retreat or fight against the ancestor Wandu.

In fact, Shen Tu attended this grand event, which seemed to be marrying the Nine Heavens Xuannv, but the real reason was to break through the Nine Heavens of the Great Luo and enter the supreme quasi-saint realm.

The reason is very simple. The Nine Heavens Xuannv Zhong Tiandi was born with a beautiful and beautiful world, and it is also an innate Taoist body. If he can practice dual cultivation with the Nine Heavens Xuannv, there is a great chance that he can help him break through the realm of Daluo. This is also the real purpose of Shentu, let alone the saint Nuwa behind the Nine Heavens Xuannv, which will add great help to him invisibly.
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