On the top of the mountain, Ling Yun looked solemnly and looked into the distance with an indifferent expression. For many people, a hundred days is just a snap of the fingers, but for Ling Yun, it is an extremely long time.

How old-fashioned it sounds to compete in martial arts to recruit a bride, but it is a real life-and-death battle. In order to choose a husband who can be used by the Shanhai Sect, she is just an introduction. More strong men came from all directions.

Ling Yun had guessed this a long time ago, but she didn't expect that the mountain master would be so decisive and even refused to see her. The outcome was obvious, just to let her accept it with peace of mind, so that she didn't need to think too much. , and at this moment, she also became a veritable canary.

I thought I could live a peaceful life, but I still cannot escape the fate of the world and the clutches of life.

Ling Yun is not an ambitious woman, she just wants to be ordinary, but the Shanhai Sect does not intend to let her go on like that. As the first goddess of the Shanhai Sect, Ling Yun is on the shoulders of , seems to be carrying an extremely heavy burden. She has to live for the rise and fall of the sect, fight for the strength of the sect, and die for the sect. It seems that this is her long-term destiny.

"This world is so big, how can there be any place for me? Haha."

Ling Yun sighed, his beautiful eyes flashed, and his heart was extremely sad, but But he is like a canary. Now even wanting to be powerful in Shanhaizong seems to have become a luxury.

Ling Yun knew that since the mountain owner had made a decision, and it was the Holy Oracle of Chrysostom who had already stated his position without personally coming forward, it was not that Ling Yun was ungrateful, but that she was against She had really lost hope in life once again. What the Shanhaizong brought to her was really an unparalleled harm.

Monster, it’s just this stinky skin that has caused chaos in the world, and the entire Shanhai Sect is flocking to it. Otherwise, Chu Juncong may not be by his side day and night.

She can only blame herself for everything. She cannot blame anyone. She can only blame her own life for being such a failure.

"Jiang Chen, I hate you and love you to the core in this life. In the next life, I hope we will never meet again."

Ling Yun stared at Looking at the thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains in the distance, it was not as good as the chill deep in her heart.

The news of Shanhai Sect spread throughout the small half of the Zhongzhou Divine Land in less than ten days. It spread like locusts flying into the sky to almost all sects. For a moment, countless people were excited. Geniuses from all major sects and strong men in various fields were all eager to try. You must know that Ling Yun is the leading goddess in the entire Shanhai Sect. Her style is unparalleled in ancient and modern times, making the disciples of Shanhai Sect, Everyone admires himThey regard her as the lover of their dreams, and there are so many suitors, like carps crossing the river, it is difficult to tell how many there are. This competition to recruit a bride, although old-fashioned, attracted thousands of powerful people. Those who want to go to Shanhai Sect, because these people want to see how fascinating the style of the first goddess of Shanhai Sect is.

This time there will be a competition to recruit a bride. There are so many young talents, it will definitely be a storm. There are so many differences that it is completely unflattering.

In the Shanhai Sect alone, there are probably dozens of masters at the Divine Emperor Realm who yearn for Ling Yun. In this battle, Chu Juncong is not the only one who is the real strong competitor. I think It is not so easy to become an absolute winner and win a beautiful woman.

The entire Zhongzhou Divine Land has even become a grand event, and more and more people are participating in it, just to get a glimpse of the beauty of the Shanhaizong Goddess.

In Dongying Mountain, a ten thousand-year-old city, Jiang Chen has stayed here for more than half a month, because the divine weapon in his hand is being refined again. This time, he wants to refine one hundred and ten thousand years old city. The eight swords have all turned into Hunyuan treasures. Once the one hundred and eight Hunyuan treasures are completed, Jiang Chen will have almost no opponent under the imperial realm. The one hundred and eight Hunyuan treasures can be almost any opponent. What no one dares to imagine is that even a master who is half-step to the Imperial realm will probably have to avoid his sharp edge.

However, it is not an easy task for him to re-melt so many magical weapons, and it may even cause him to be traumatized. An ordinary weapon-refining master can To refine a Hunyuan treasure weapon, it is estimated that it will take an unknown amount of time to be sacrificed, and Jiang Chen needs to sacrifice 108 weapons at the same time. One can imagine the difficulties and obstacles involved.

But this is the most important step for Jiang Chen. Only by completing the refining of the Hunyuan treasure can he truly dare to face the powerful people on the Zhongzhou Divine Land. Even if he faces the Pagoda, He also dared to say that he could escape unscathed.

However, Jiang Chen will not underestimate these ancient forces. They can stand on the entire Zhongzhou Divine Land for tens of millions of years. Naturally, there is a reason for their existence. Their strength and foundation cannot be underestimated. Yes, the only thing Jiang Chen can do now is to improve his strength and means to the peak, because the person he may have to face is Pagoda. Qingcheng and Sister Ning are all in the hands of Pagoda. Jiang Chen dare not take anything lightly.

Killing the pagoda and shocking the sacred land of Zhongzhou is what Jiang Chen wants to do. When he truly shakes the entire Zhongzhou, Xiaoyu should be able to see it at that moment, right? Jiang Chen felt extremely sour in his heart. Over the years, the only person he felt sorry for was Xiao Yu. He had traveled all the way from Beiliang China to today, but he had not found any news about Xiao Yu at all. He could not forgive himself. That was His failure, it was his incompetence that led to the disappearance of Qingcheng and Sister Ning at this moment. If he couldA little stronger, a little stronger, maybe the outcome will be completely different.

Jiang Chen’s face turned red, he held a heavy hammer in his hand and kept forging on the one hundred and eight divine weapons. The Green Lotus Zhan Spark kept spraying out, constantly removing impurities. Going back to the furnace and remaking it again and again, and smelting it in the Cauldron of Mother Qi of All Things, for Jiang Chen, it is not easy to reforge every Hunyuan treasure weapon. What he needs to go through is extremely painful and boring smelting. .

Finally, two months later, the one hundred and eight Hunyuan Swords in Jiang Chen’s hands were completely born. Fortunately, he had arranged the formation in advance, otherwise, it is estimated that the entire ancient city would have become It was a ruin, the shocking thunder kept falling, the tempered divine sword, coupled with the thunder in Jiang Chen's hand, was tempered again and again, and the thunder and light electrophoresis finally became a treasure!

At the same time, Jiang Chen tempered and renovated all the puppets of the Dragon Riding Heavenly Guard and the Thunder God Guard, so that the strength of all the puppets had reached the middle stage of the God Emperor Realm. , Jiang Chen gave up. By the time he finished it, he was so tired that he lay down motionless and slept for three days and three nights.