Refining Immortal Divine Cauldron

"Brother Fei, the opening ceremony has ended. It seems that the World Congress will begin soon..."

At this time, Song Shilun next to him is again opened the mouth and said.

While they were talking, the list of candidates to participate in the World Talent Conference was also reported, including the Great Influence of the imperial city, the three Rank Nine Sects, and some young talents from other states and counties. There are about 500 people participating in Martial Artists.

More than 500 Martial Artists, even if it’s a one-on-one matchup, one day is far from enough to decide the winner. Therefore, the process of the entire World Talent Conference will generally last for three days until the decision is made. The top twenty Martial Artists in the rankings have also won a lot of rewards.

"Well, the Sect and Old Guy from the sect are also on stage..."

Similarly nodded, Fei Ren looked up towards the top of the central square not far away, only Seeing above the tower there, there are several powerful and strong silhouettes standing quietly at this moment, who are the top figures of the three major Rank Nine Sects.

In the up ahead of these sect bosses, a middle-aged man in a Purple Gold Dragon robe stands with his hands holding hands, his brows are like swords, and his dark eyes reveal a deep touch of his body. At the same time, the top and bottom exudes a king's posture, and even the top ranks of Rank Nine Sect next to them dare not neglect, and stand side by side.

Emperor of Chu, Chu Tianyang!

The senior figures of Rank Nine Sect can bend their knees and dare not make the next. Today, there is only Chu Tianyang alone, and Chu Tianyang is also the only one in the Great Chu Dynasty who is infinitely close to The powerhouse of Martial Master Realm has reached half the strength of Martial Master Realm.

"Your Majesty, almost ready to start."

Behind, a spirit Sword Sect Elder stepped forward, arching his hands.

"Why are you just a few of you, where are Sword Dragon's servants?" He glanced at the spirit Sword Sect Elder beside him, Chu Tianyang browsed slightly wrinkle.

Different from the other two factions of Rank Nine Sect, the Ling Sword Sect is closely related to the Imperial Court and the Imperial Family. For example, today, the next Junjie Conference kicks off, but the first seat of the Ling Sword Sect has not yet arrived. A few Sect Elder came over, which also made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Replying to his Majesty, he was delayed for the first seat because of something. He was already on the road. It is estimated that he will be able to reach the imperial city within half a day..."

Perhaps he sensed the unpleasant color on Chu Tianyang’s face, this spirit Sword Sect Elder was also like a big enemy, and immediately bowed his hands and said in a respectful voice, a drop of cold sweat fell on his forehead, apparently facing Chu Tianyang’s powerful imposing manner, I also feel a little bit of pressure.

Sword Dragon, the first seat of Rank Nine Sect Sword Sect, and Great Chu Dynasty is also one of the few High Star Realm Ten Martial Artists, the second only to Emperor Chu Tianyang, in Great Chu Dynasty Chu Dynasty is also famous, but because of its low-key behavior, except for Chu Tianyang and some high-level spiritual Sword Sect, few people have ever been able to come into contact with him.

"Let's go down."

Hearing this, Chu Tianyang shook his sleeves lightly, signaling the spirit Sword Sect Elder to withdraw.

After all, Ren Sword Dragon is also regarded as Great Chu Dynasty a side powerhouse, and it is also the ruler of Rank Nine Sect. A little late, he doesn’t have to say much, so as not to cause conflicts between the two sides, Da Chu After all, the Imperial Family still has to rely on the support of these sect forces in order to survive forever.

"Your Majesty, the guy Sword Dragon has always been slow, it’s not surprising that he will be late..."

The spirit Sword Sect Elder retreats After going down, a white robed youth also chuckled, and then the silhouette flickered, and came to Chu Tianyang's side. Bai Tian's face was very handsome, and there was even a feminine charm between his brows, which was strangely feminine. .

"Lin Feng, do you think who can win the first place in this World Talent Conference?" He glanced at the white robed youth beside him, Chu Tianyang’s imposing manner Ruyuan, and then withdrew his gaze, indifferently said.

Although the white robed youth in front of me looks only in his twenties and looks as beautiful as a beautiful woman, his actual bone age has exceeded fifty. It is just that he swallowed some medicine because of maintaining a young appearance. pill, the appearance has not changed much, just like youth.

As for the Medicine Refining Master with such ability in Great Chu Dynasty, there is only Medicine Refining Master today.

"If I say His Highness the Crown Prince, would Your Majesty feel too flattering..."

"But with the strength of His Highness the Crown Prince, if not In the event of an accident, it is really nothing difficult to win the first place."

It seemed that he was aware of Chu Tianyang's mind, and Lin Feng suddenly had a folding fan in his hand, lightly said with a smile.

"You know what I think."

When the voice fell, Chu Tianyang's face was also taken aback, and then he laughed.

"Your Majesty, more than five hundred participating Martial Artists have all arrived. This is the list of players..."

At this time, a silhouette flashed above the tower. , And then saw a dark-faced, determined-looking man in the mysterious robe landed steadily, and the next moment stepped to Chu Tianyang’s body, holding a file in his hand at the same time, no emotional fluctuations could be seen on his vicissitudes of life. .

The man in the mysterious robe named Su Tianxing is the Sect Master of Rank Nine Sect Qingyuanzong. His strength is equally deep and unmeasurable, not weaker than Ren Sword Dragon, and he is also a High Star Realm Ten Martial. Artist, but compared to the former, Su Tianxing's personality is straightforward, reserved, and more rigid in the eyes of outsiders.

"Through my instructions, the World Masters Conference will begin immediately!"

Looking at Su Tianxing in front of him, Chu Tianyang also raised his hand to take the dossier, and then waved his sleeves. road.

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Under the focal point of ten thousands, the much-anticipated World Talent Conference finally announced its start, and according to the rules of the World Talent Conference, the first day The competition is only a preliminary round. Everyone will play a match to determine the winner to advance to the second day of the rematch. As for the opponents, they are drawn randomly.

Although it is only the first day of the preliminary contest, the atmosphere and popularity of the World Elite Conference is not low at all. A large number of Martial Artists and even civilians gathered around the central square, and there are some nearby. The imperial city guards opened the protective area to prevent these people from being impacted by the aftermath of the duel.

"Each contestant comes up to draw his own number, and the next number drawn is your next opponent."

At this time, the central square , I saw a middle aged big man wearing a martial arts robe standing quietly, and beside it was a wooden box sealed on three sides with only one opening. It seemed that it was the referee of this world's elite conference.

Because the World Elite Conference adopts a random selection system and the opponents are also random, there are also some luck components in it. If it is a little bit of good luck and the opponents drawn are weaker, you can easily advance to the next day. Rematch.

If you are unlucky, you may get the genius dísciple of the top three Rank Nine Sects, or even Crown Prince Chu Jiuxing. Then the first day of the preliminary match will be eliminated, and it is even more unfortunate. Even a small life must be taken, after all, there is never such a rule that the Greatest Masters of the World cannot be killed. Everything depends on the outcome.

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In a short while, more than 500 Martial Artists who participated in the contest had their numbers drawn.

"No. 16..."

Holding a gray ball in his hand, two big characters are engraved in the center of the ball. Fei Ren's face is thinking, according to the rules, he The opponent is the contestant holding the number 17 ball.