One day, two days, three days...

Chu Chen, who was trapped in the state of selflessness, couldn’t feel the passage of time at all. Finally, on the third afternoon, all the wonderful aspects finally merged into one, transformed into a group of incomparably bright five-color light, and re-immersed in the huge green potion. In the furnace.

boom!

Amidst the earth-shaking loud noise, a bright five-color brilliance rose into the sky.

Chu Chen, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, shook, and broke away from the state of non-self, smiling freely: "Hahaha, how can you escape with so much effort on my part!"

The next moment, with a finger stretched out, a giant net transformed into a spiritual energy surged out, and instantly enveloped the five-color light group in the void, violently pulled it, and put it into the already prepared porcelain bottle. Four round and graceful pills came out.

The Elder Lingxin's figure suddenly shook, and an unconcealable shock appeared on his face again!

"That's... that's the legendary ancient spirit pill..."

Before the words were over, Senior Sister Qingyue next to her was also shocked, and an incredible look was instantly filled with her wide-eyed beauty!

The precious light emitted by the spirit medicine illuminates the entire medicine refining hall, and the elder Lingxin and Qingyue are both caught in a kind of psychedelic, and their expressions gradually become blurred.

But Chu Chen had completely different reactions from these two beautiful pharmacists. He worked hard to refine these ancient pills, and all he had to do was eat them!

The much-anticipated Biquan Xianzong annual day has finally arrived. Many people have been waiting for this day for too long.

On the square halfway up the mountainside of Biquan Xianzong, the disciples of the sect were already gathered. The light and shadow in the void are moving, and a torrent of spiritual energy gushes out, condensing continuously in the void and turning into a huge arena like a solid body, which is hundreds of meters wide, suspended in the void, like a prison. , Unpredictable.

The destructive power of the battle between the monks is amazing, which is not mortal. Therefore, it is impossible to move the giant stone casting ring from other places with great pains like the world.

The monks’ arenas are all built by the sect’s great supernatural powers in the void. They are suspended in the void. Although they seem to be crumbling, they are in fact as solid as gold. They will not be broken even if they are bombarded by disciples. And even if it was cracked and broken by a shocking and brilliant disciple, it could be repaired with aura at any time, which was extremely convenient.

Seeing a huge ring appearing out of thin air, many disciples couldn't help but admire them, feeling a huge shock for this mysterious immortal family means.

When people appeared in the sky above the ring, everyone caught their breath. Once a year, it is the flourishing age of the sect, so the heads, deputy heads, elders and others who are rarely seen in the sects will appear to observe.

This scene also made many disciples extremely excited. Everyone hopes to show their talents in the middle. If one can get the attention of someone from the upper group of people and be accepted as a direct disciple, they will be able to reach the sky in one step from now on!

After everyone appeared, spiritual power in the void spurted, condensing huge thrones, towering in the void. Everyone took their seats. The head of Biquan Xianzong in the middle nodded slightly, and an old man with a crane-haired childlike face came out and nodded: "Start! The first game, the outer disciple Yao Jinghai, against the outer disciple Chu Chen , The battle of life and death!"

Without any unnecessary nonsense, Bidou officially started. The voice of the elders of the competition rang through the sky, resounding through the entire Biquan Immortal Sect, and immediately caused an uproar.

Although the year is fierce, but after all, it is a competition between the same sect brothers. Everyone will stop at the point and divide the winners and losers.

This kind of direct life-or-death battle, one item is rarely seen. Only when two people have a deadly feud that cannot be resolved anyway, and then obtain the consent of the high-level sect, will the battle of life and death be waged.

This kind of life-and-death battle is the most dangerous, **** and hearty battle. This is the final place to understand all the grudges. In the life and death battle, no matter which side falls, his relatives and friends are not allowed to retaliate against the other side. This is an unwritten rule between sects.

"Where are the two disciples?" After the elders said, his eyes widened, his tongue fought against Chunlei, and he let out a violent roar, "Come on!"

"The disciple is here!"

A clear and long roar soared into the sky, and only to the north of Biquan Xianzong, where the "Purple Sea" was, a bright purple-red brilliance soared into the sky, as if a bright purple-red meteor pierced the sky and crashed down. Heavy bombardment on the ring!

Bang!

Accompanied by a dull explosion, the bright purple meteor revealed a handsome man, it was Yao Jinghai.

He was dressed in a purple and gold silk robe and a golden feather crown on his head. He walked out slowly, and strong purple-red brilliance quickly gathered around him, faintly transformed into a bright purple star, suspended behind him, looking extremely Miraculous.

He bowed slightly and bowed to the crowd in the stands. He was unspeakably free and easy to express himself. Although he was giving salutes, he faintly gave people a feeling of incomparable respect and nobility, as if a lofty emperor was piously facing The teacher salutes. The extravagance that leaked from his bones made people involuntarily feel impressed.

"North Star rises, the emperor's appearance!"

When the elders in the stands saw this scene, they nodded involuntarily, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

According to legend, Yao Jinghai was born in a declining dynasty in the secular world. He was the prince of that dynasty~lightnovelpub.net~ but he was born at an untimely moment. Not long after his birth, the dynasty fell apart and was affected by internal and external troubles. Off. The extremely loyal veteran traveled thousands of miles and traveled for several months before sending him to Biquan Immortal Sect and becoming a cultivator.

This declining prince bears the hatred of the country and the family, and has been extinct. In an ancient ruin, he accidentally comprehended an ancient royal family method passed down in the family, called the Zihuang Beichen Jue. Since then, he has cultivated. Thousands of miles in a day, shine in the sect.

It is precisely because of this that Yao Jinghai's cronies don't call him "senior brother", but instead call him "His Royal Highness", so that he can always remind himself that his country's enemies hate him and don't forget the shame.

Beichen is also called Ziwei Emperor Star, and it is the emperor among the stars.

This Purple Emperor Beichen Jue technique is based on this meaning, and can make the monks warm and cultivate an extraordinary imperial spirit. In addition, Yao Jinghai was born noble and was a prince of a dynasty. He had the blessing of imperial aura. Therefore, he practiced this exercise to get twice the result with half the effort, and has always been valued by the high-level sect.

Seeing him on stage at this time, seeing purple light erupting around him, quite a hint of the legendary purple gas coming from the east.