Chapter 316: The Rolling of Strength

On the pier, two young disciples from Shanhai Divine Palace in white robes were waiting there. They didn't show any hostility when they saw Song Yan, but rather politely said: "General Song, Senior Sister Qin, please come with us. ."

Song Yan nodded, followed behind the two disciples, and climbed up the stone stairs behind the pier.

Then, came to a wide martial arts field.

However, there was a martial arts field in Nuoda, and there were only nine young men and women wearing white star robes and carrying long swords standing there.

But when Qin Xin saw these nine people, her expression changed slightly, and she reminded Song Yan in a low voice, "Brother-in-law, be careful, these nine people are the secret disciples of Shanhai Divine Palace, and their cultivation has reached the sixth level of the realm. The long swords on his back are all top-level magic weapons.

Before I went to the mainland of China, they started to practice a set of ancient sword formations taught by the God King Fusang. "

Although the spiritual energy of this world is far beyond the real world, the level of development of cultivators is far less than that of the real world.

First of all, the fact that they cultivate the middle dantian greatly restricts the number of cultivators. Therefore, it is impossible for too many cultivators to appear in this world. After all, the lower dantian is born to be naturally open, but the middle dantian is unobstructed.

Secondly, their condensed energy is far weaker than that of real-world warriors.

The energy cultivated by warriors in this world is a little more frivolous and a little less pure, not to mention the true energy of immortal cultivators, even if it is compared with the true energy of warriors in the real world, it is slightly inferior.

Of course, the world also has advantages.

People in this world will refine and use magic weapons, even if they can only exert 20% or 30% of their strength, but with magic weapons, under the same realm, their comprehensive strength will exceed that of real world warriors.

However, according to Song Yan's knowledge, the highest rank magic weapon in this world is the third rank magic weapon.

A third-grade magic weapon that can only exert two or three percent of its power is not as good as a second-grade magic weapon that can exert its full power.

In addition, there are only two types of magic weapons in this world, one is defensive magic weapon, the other is attack magic weapon, and the performance of magic weapon is very simple.

In front of the bronze mirror, Dong Huang, Fusang God King, Ji Yuxi and others all stared at the bronze mirror, because at this moment the bronze mirror was showing the scene of the martial arts field.

Seeing Qin Xin reminding Song Yan in a low voice, the God King Fusang smiled and said, "Brother Donghuang, it seems that Qin Xin under your command has defected to Song Yan!"

"Humph!" Dong Huang let out a cold snort, very dissatisfied in his heart: "Elder Yi, you go and send orders to let that slut Qin Xin come to see me."

There are only five true disciples in Shanhai Divine Palace, of which Qin Nongyu and Qin Xin are the most outstanding, and their cultivation bases have reached the sixth level of the realm.

Unexpectedly, these two best disciples betrayed the Shanhai Divine Palace and joined Song Yan's command. What's even more irritating is that the pair of Linglong sisters also died, and the five true disciples went to four.

Fortunately, he has also secretly cultivated a group of secret disciples, otherwise, there will be a fault between the fourth level and the sixth level of the Shanhai Divine Palace.

Elder Yi led the way.

On the martial arts arena, nine young men and women pulled out the long swords behind them, all the sword tips pointed at Song Yan, and one of them said coldly, "General Song, if you want to see the palace master, please pass our level first. "

"Wait a minute."

A sturdy black-robed old man walked over with steady steps.

"I have seen the elder."

The nine secret disciples all bowed and saluted.

"Don't be too polite." The black-robed old man nodded majestically, his eyes slowly swept over Song Yan, and finally fell on Qin Xin: "Qin Xin, come with this elder, the palace master will see you."

Hearing this, Qin Xin's face couldn't help flashing a look of embarrassment.

Song Yan smiled faintly, and wrapped his arms around Qin Xin's waist: "Qin Xin is my woman now, how can I be called to and fro by Er et al."

Seeing Song Yan's hand around Qin Xin's waist, several men among the secret disciples showed jealousy and hatred.

Qin Xin and Qin Nongyu are the most beautiful women in the palace.

Before they knew that Qin Nongyu had married Song Yan, they were very angry. Now, Qin Xin has also become his woman. These male disciples all have the urge to want Song Yan to break into pieces.

"Song Yan, you are arrogant, this is the Shanhai Divine Palace, not the Qi Kingdom!" The black-robed old man shouted coldly.

Song Yan, however, pouted his lips lightly: "There is no king in the world, and there is no king on the coast of the land. From now on, the Shanhai Shengong will be subordinate to the state of Qi, so, in this general's opinion, is this the capital of the state of Qi? Same."

"What an arrogant madman! Don't you think that when you come to Shanhai Divine Palace, you can stand and go out!" The black-robed old man said angrily.

Song Yan waved his hand somewhat dullly: "Okay, old man, this general has no interest in wrangling with you. Go back and tell Na Donghuang that from now on, Qin Xin is his mistress, let him hurry over and kowtow!"

"You bastard, how dare you disrespect the palace master, the old man killed you!"

During the explosion, two black daggers appeared in the hands of the black-robed old man. As his body swayed, he approached Song Yan. Then, the two daggers turned into two black lights, one slashed towards Song Yan's throat, and the other The sword pierced his heart as fast as lightning.

This black-robed old man is the Great Elder of Shanhai Divine Palace, his name is Yi Tianlong, his cultivation has reached the peak of the seventh level of the realm, and he is only one step away from entering the eighth level of the realm.

The two short swords in his hand are two offensive magic weapons.

Both of these two magic weapons possessed invincible destructive power, and even the masters of the eighth level did not dare to compete with him holding two swords.

"I really don't know how to live or die!"

Song Yan said indifferently, the light in his eyes flashed, and the stormy waves immediately shot the first two styles in series.

"Boom! Boom!"

As soon as the stormy waves came out, there seemed to be a huge wave behind Song Yan, and during the tumbling, it swept away towards Yi Tianlong and engulfed his figure in an instant.

When the cultivation level was raised to the eighth level of the innate, Song Yan already had enough skill to mobilize all the moves of the stormy waves.

Especially after he was in danger in the sea this time, he saw the real waves rolling, and his understanding and understanding of the stormy waves rose to a higher level. Therefore, even if it was only the first two styles, it was not something Yi Tianlong could resist.

"boom!"

The huge wave suddenly disappeared, but Yi Tianlong's body was thrown flying, and fell heavily more than ten meters away. His robes were tattered and his hair was scattered.

In front of the bronze mirror magic weapon.

Seeing that Yi Tianlong was defeated by Song Yan with one move, the expressions of Dong Huang and the God King Fusang were stunned.

On the other hand, Ji Yuxi's expression was a little elusive, and the figure of Song Yan in the bronze mirror staring at the bronze mirror was so bright.

"Thieves, dare to hurt Elder Yi, and die!"

On the martial arts field, seeing Yi Tianlong being sent flying, the nine secret legends couldn't help being furious.

"Idiot, didn't you see that he did it first?" Song Yan retorted with a sneer.

"Dare to argue, let's go up together, take him down and hand it over to the palace master!"

As the figures of the nine disciples swayed, they rushed around Song Yan, forming a rather mysterious combined attack formation.