This time in the Forgotten City, the Martial God Sect only has three places to compete for the opportunity to become a first-class Mortal Saint, but there are hundreds of people in the periphery.

In any case, this is also the hope of Wushen Sect to stand up again, so the leader of Wushen Sect also plans to personally escort these one hundred sect disciples there.

The hope of the sect should be treated kindly!

"Sect Master, is there anyone who has become a saint in Linzhou?"

While waiting, the great elder suddenly asked such a question, but this question will The leader of the Martial God Sect was stumped.

Because there is no precedent for this record in Lin Zhouzhong, that is, there is no trace to follow.

How does he know?

"Probably... no!"

The leader of the Martial God Sect said solemnly, as if this answer was the result of careful consideration.

　“...”

The great elder was silent for a while, and then couldn’t help but ask: “But the guest Feng Haoran who broke the Heart Refining Forest has no cultivation in his body. Although he exists, his right hand... has a power comparable to that of a second-grade Martial Emperor. If he takes a step further, wouldn't he become a first-grade mortal saint? Is this considered physical sanctification?"

Martial God Sect Sect Master: "..."

"Sect Master?"

Seeing that the Sect Master didn't speak, the great elder thought he hadn't heard anything, so he couldn't help shouting.

"Shut up, Feng Haoran can't reason with common sense!"

The leader of the Martial God Sect felt that the great elder was out of his mind. He was unwilling to answer because, as a leader of the sect, Lord, when faced with uncertain things, speak less.

The purpose of remaining silent is to increase your authority.

It is better to say less than to say the wrong thing.

The great elder shut his mouth knowingly, but he really wanted to know whether physical sanctification existed.

If he existed, this Feng Keqing would definitely be the number one person in the sect.

And he... is the second person.

Because he also majored in the physical body, but because there was no precedent for the sanctification of the physical body, he felt very confused.

But the power Feng Hao showed a few days ago felt like he was about to break through from the second-level Martial Emperor to the first-level.

…

At the same time, Feng Hao, Yang Jian and the big black dog appeared at the mountain gate.

Subsequently, other disciples of the Martial God Sect under the elders also gathered at the gate of the mountain, a total of one hundred people.

InsideThere are disciples from both the outside sect and the sect.

But most of them are definitely the best of the best.

Of course...except for Yang Jian, the disciple that Elder Xuan Tianji has just accepted, this guy is a special one, and his cultivation level is only at the sixth level.

"Are you all here?"

The leader of the Martial God Sect swept through everyone with his spiritual thoughts, and there were exactly one hundred and one more. The extra aura was naturally Da Hei. dog.

"Why are you bringing a dog?"

The leader of the Martial God Sect stared at Yang Jian and frowned.

This big black dog looks similar to the Lin Zhou alien, very delicious... ah no, very fierce looking.

"Sect Master, he is the disciple's partner. With him, the disciple will be sure of this opportunity." Yang Jian said seriously.

There was no fear in his eyes.

Nonsense, Feng Hao around him is like a god, not to mention the master of Wushen Sect, even if Lin Zhou’s Emperor is here.

Let’s see if we can make him afraid...

Of course, it is impossible to be afraid once, at least a dozen times.

"This dog is so delicious..."

The leader of the Wushen Sect realized that he had said the wrong thing, but he didn't know how to change it for a while, and he froze at that time.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Woof woof!

The big black dog grinned. After all, it was also the roaring dog of heaven. At its peak, it could beat ten Martial God Sect leaders at once.

"Ahem, don't worry about these details... let's go!"

The leader of the Martial God Sect coughed twice and did not explain anything.

He wants to eat dog meat, can Yang Jian still refuse him?

Therefore, there is no need to explain at all.

Feng Hao did not intervene, just looking at the scenery by himself. For him, Lin Zhou's trip was just his journey.

A lot of things happen during the journey.

But for him, these things will be within control.

Because he is the Lord of Daqian and the ancestor of Dao...

The Forgotten City of Daxia is located in the north. The Forgotten City was once the capital of Daxia .

With a population of more than 100 million, the imperial palace was located here. However, because of one person, Daxia re-selected a new place as the imperial city.

ToAs a result, the original imperial city became a forgotten city.

This time, the opportunity of a first-grade mortal saint was born in the Forsaken City. Until now, it has attracted second-grade strong men from more than ten sects, including disciples who participated in the peripheral competition. .

The Human Emperor of Great Xia issued a total of eighteen dragon talismans, representing eighteen sects and fifty-four second-level Martial Emperor experts.

One thousand eight hundred fourth-grade Wuzong disciples.

The Forgotten City is still prosperous today, but in a certain place, it has become a ruin.

That is where the imperial city is.

In the past, the ruins and ruins were forbidden areas, and no one could enter them, not even the second-grade Martial Emperor.

But things are different now. The ruins emit glowing light from time to time, and auspicious signs begin to appear in the sky above the Forgotten City.

That is a sign that a martial arts saint is about to be born.

The leader of the Martial God Sect, together with the First Elder and the Second Elder, led a hundred disciples into the Forgotten City. The first thing they did was to stay at the restaurant closest to the ruins of the Imperial City.

Of course, the closer you are to the ruins of the imperial city, the more terrifying the price will be at this time, so except for the leader of the Martial God Sect and the two elders, the other disciples are staying in small inns far away from each other.

There is still some time before the ruins are opened, as if they are waiting for the eighteen sects to gather together.

When the last sect arrived at the Forgotten City, thousands of rays of light suddenly bloomed over the city.

It was auspicious.

The strong men from all the major sects cheered for me. This represents the chance birth of a first-class mortal saint.

If you get it, you can immediately become a first-class mortal saint.

From now on, the sect can command the whole world and who can compete with it.

Boom!

At a certain moment, a deafening sound came from the direction of the ruins of the imperial city, as if the ruins that had been covered in dust for a long time had opened the city gate that had been forgotten by history.

The powerful men from eighteen sects gathered outside the ruins of the imperial city.

I witnessed with my own eyes a huge palace door in the ruins. It slowly opened, and an ancient aura suddenly hit me.

But for the strong men of the major sects, this is the taste of mortal saint opportunity, so without waiting for anyone to give orders, almost at the moment when the city of ruins opened, fifty-four second-level strong men Then he rushed in.

The more than 1,800 sect disciples who came from behind also gathered like a torrent.

At the same time, amidst the exclamations of everyone, a figure in the crowd turned into a bolt of lightning and entered directly into the palace gate of the ruins.

When Yang Jian looked at Feng Hao who had disappeared beside him, he knew that he had entered the ruins of the Forgotten City.

Think about it, will Feng Emperor play house with them in the periphery?

Definitely go inside to find out!