1318: C1318 Dao Sect Disciple

C1318 Dao Sect Disciple

Kong Qinglei turned his body and swept the cutie with his leg, sending several Heaven's Pride flying at the same time.

"You're pretty good to be able to break through my defenses while I'm distracted. You'll stay." Kong Qinglei smiled slightly.

That way, it would mean that he had settled on the cutie.

The heaven's pride level experts present did not object to Kong Qinglei's importance.

This was because the cutie's strength was indeed tyrannical.

Powerful!

Furthermore, Xiao Chen and his two wives were also extremely talented.

It was no surprise that he was able to stay.

Of course, there were also many other geniuses present.

At this moment, the hands of one of the Heaven Chosen was burning with boundless flames. Behind him, a divine bird appeared, its entire body vermillion red and resplendent. As the flame flickered, the power of laws was also embedded within, capable of incinerating everything.

His name was Zong Yu, and he was at the peak of the Eighth Heavenly Layer.

At this moment, his eyes flashed with a fiery light, as if a fire god had descended from the heavens.

The flames swept across the sky as they charged towards Kong Qinglei. The surrounding space cracked under the tyrannical flames and as Kong Qinglei's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth raised up into a smile.

There was also another Chosen, Han Jiangxue, who also performed well.

In his hands, the gigantic blade circulated, capable of slashing down any enemy.

It was a blade cultivator.

Kong Qinglei was known as the Lord of the Myriad Swords. As someone who cultivated the way of the sword, he was naturally able to feel that Han Jiangxue's blade intent was that pure, without any impurities.

At the same time, Dugu Sheng's demonification was also incomparably powerful.

This batch, the heaven's pride level experts were not inferior to the previous batch that had swept past them.

The more they fought, the more Kong Qinglei laughed.

The incense was about to burn out. At this moment, there were still over three hundred and fifty heaven's pride level experts on the stage.

These were truly powerful people.

No one had ever used all of their trump cards.

It was unreserved.

After entering the Dao Sect, they were determined to win!

Rumble rumble rumble!

The celestial spiritual energy on the stage became a tempest that engulfed everyone.

The intensity of the battle was spectacular.

Below the stage, the Dao Sect disciples were all staring with widened eyes.

"So powerful!"

They couldn't help but cry out in alarm.

Initially, they had thought that they would be beaten up by their Sixth Martial Uncle Kong Qinglei, but now, it seemed that they would definitely be beaten up. However, at the same time, they had endured to the end and could be considered to have passed the Dao Sect's test on them.

A smile appeared on Casanova's face.

Xiao Chen and the others actually had such strength. It seemed that they worried for nothing.

However, from the looks of it, they had steadily entered the Dao Sect.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face.

"Third senior brother is smiling very happily. Is there something to be happy about?" A disciple by his side said. He looked towards Feng Liu's direction and immediately smiled with ill intentions.

"Third senior brother has good eyes!"

The other disciples also revealed smiles.

Hearing this, Feng Liu lifted his hand and slapped the back of the disciple's head.

"You brat, if you don't cultivate properly, you will only think about those who don't get anything. Is your Third Senior Brother that kind of person?" Elegant and righteous speech.

Beside him, many Dao Sect disciples nodded their heads.

"Yes sir!"

They spoke in unison.

Windflow: "..."

It seems like he hasn't been strict enough recently.

"All those who came to watch today, after the freshmen assessment, all of them will enter the Dao Sect's trial grounds and cultivate for a year. I will personally supervise."

Instantly, many disciples gasped.

His face was pale.

The trial grounds was a place where Dao Sect disciples trained. It was filled with dangers everywhere and was extremely difficult. Although disciples who trained there could be tempered, they would still have to shed a layer of skin. That was one of the nightmares of Dao Sect disciples.

A year of cultivation was terrifying just thinking about it.

"Third senior brother …"

Many disciples pleaded with pitiful expressions.

However, Casanova did not lie. "There's no need to discuss."

The Dao Sect disciples felt like dying at this moment.

For a moment, the disciple who had been joking had become a public enemy. He was afraid that he would be beaten to death in the trial grounds.

On the stage, Xiao Chen's recovery ability was very strong. With the dual effects of the Nirvana Pangu and Phoenix Meridians and the supreme bone, Xiao Chen instantly recovered to his peak. He walked beside the cutie, and with the assistance of Xiao Bai and the ten others, he battled Kong Qinglei.

Immortal light sprayed out, and the power of natural law was unleashed.

The arena was like a battlefield of destruction.

The incense stick was about to burn down.

It only took a moment to burn it all, which made Zhu Tianjiao even more determined to fire it all at Kong Qinglei, it was a terrifying scene to behold.

Let's get to know each other in the Hundred Regiments Battlefield.

A minute later, the battle ended and Kong Qinglei forced Zhu Tianjiao to retreat. Without a speck of dust on his body, he landed in the middle of the stage and at the moment, Zhu Tianjiao had expended a lot of energy.

Shen Lei and Luo Qianyu's small faces were extremely cute.

cutie was also panting a little.

Xiao Chen was the only person with a calm aura. Standing with his hands behind his back, he was extraordinary.

This scene immediately attracted the attention of many female disciples.

"Aiyo, this junior is a bit handsome!"

"The eyebrows are like swords, the eyes are like stars, and the handsome man is extraordinary. He is dressed in magnificent white clothes, like a goddess. He is my dish!"

"Suddenly move a little carefully."

"..."

Many of the female disciples were attracted, and the Dao Sect male disciples nodded their heads in secret. This Xiao Chen was indeed strong.

Absolutely hot.

"Stop being so infatuated, you all have no chance." Third Senior Martial Brother, a man of unyielding character, spoke up based on his strength alone. He looked at his juniors and smiled. "Just look at the two girls by his side and you'll understand."

Sure enough, it looked like Shen Lei and Luo Qianyu had stopped talking.

"Men are all big pig's feet!"

"Exactly!"

"I still like to be alone."

The Dao Sect disciples immediately laughed. The scene was lively.

Zhu Tianjiao who was on the fighting stage also revealed an excited and excited smile. Although more than half of the people had been eliminated, they were still standing on stage.

At this moment, they were Dao Sect disciples!

This news was truly exciting!

Xiao Chen's gaze also landed on Shen Lei and the other two, smiling, "We succeeded."

Shen Lei and Luo Qianyu nodded as they laughed.

When Xiao Chen saw the small appearances of the two girls, he could not help but scratch their noses. After that, he wiped their sweat gently. His expression was doting, as though he had never changed.

On the side, the cutie snorted.

"With this book, how could I not succeed?"

Her arrogant and delicate appearance was like that of a child.

Kong Qinglei looked at the crowd and said, "Not bad, not bad, not bad at all. I am very satisfied with your performance.

"Yay!"

Zhu Tianjiao said with a face full of smiles.1

As for the Heaven's Pride below the stage, their expressions were somewhat dejected.

"Xiao Chen, Chen Lei, Shen Lei, Luo Qianyu, Luo Qianyu, Dugu Sheng, Han Jiangxue, Zong Yu, Wu Chengzi, Yang Mao, Tian Lin, come with me. Everyone else is looking for your Third Senior Brother."

"Yes, Sixth Martial Uncle!"

After saying that, Zhu Tianjiao left.

At this moment, the eyes of the remaining ten people on the platform flashed brightly.

pqdm.com