Chapter 1073: Ten Seats!

Changsun Tianyu's expression fell into Chu Yan's eyes, and he frowned slightly...

"What kind of fruit is this!? It seems that Changsun Tianyu attaches great importance to it!"

Chu Yan glanced at Changsun Tianyu, pondered for a while, and suddenly sent a sound transmission with his spiritual consciousness, and asked Shen Shengjie beside him.

As the young patriarch of the Dizong, Shen Shengjie's understanding of the world's most precious treasures is far beyond his own, so it is likely that he will not be unaware.

"This... this is the star-picking fruit! It can make warriors achieve a star body and cultivate the power of stars. It is said that Tianzong's sect suppression technique requires the power of stars in order to practice! Unexpectedly, this day In the lotus road, there is such a rare treasure!"

Hearing Chu Yan's question, Shen Shengjie glanced at the purple fruit, thought for a while, then showed surprise, and explained.

"This star-picking fruit has not appeared on the Haotian Continent for more than three thousand years. Moreover, according to our Dizong's news, there are less than three Tianjiao in Tianzong who can practice their sect-restraining skills!"

"Picking star fruit!? Astral body!?"

Hearing this, Chu Yan's expression froze, and he suddenly remembered that Mo Xiong's martial soul was exactly a star martial soul...

"It seems that Tianzong's sect-restraining technique, find a time..."

Just as Chu Yan was thinking about it, Boss Hai waved his hand, and on the Qinglian altar, the lights of all kinds of treasures were instantly extinguished...

"Everyone, don't get too excited. As long as you are talented, you can get these treasures. However, before that, you must first comprehend the eight ways of heaven. Every time you break through a level, you can harvest a treasure!"

"Tell me about the rules!"

"There are a total of thousands of geniuses present, but there are only eight kinds of heavenly ways. Whoever wants to get the qualification to understand the eight kinds of heavenly ways depends entirely on their ability, there is no limit, hehe..."

Speaking of this, Hai Lao stopped immediately, and with a big wave of his hand, under the eight steps of the Qinglian Altar, seats appeared one by one, ten seats on one side, eighty sides, a total of eighty seats...

There are nearly 8,000 warriors, but there are only 80 positions, that is to say, only 1% of them have the opportunity to comprehend the eight ways of heaven.

As for how to get the seat among the eighty seats, I said that it all depends on ability and there is no limit. The meaning couldn't be more obvious, that is, let the eight thousand warriors fight directly, and whoever can grab it will be his.

because,

Around the eighty seats, there are extremely terrifying defensive spirit formations. As long as one rushes into one of the seats, the defensive spirit formation will be activated to protect the genius who enters the seat, and others will have no chance to attack or stop them.

Therefore, melee is inevitable!

"Okay, without further ado, I'll give you a stick of incense time to familiarize yourself with the eight ways of heaven and make a good choice. After the stick of incense, the assessment will officially begin!"

When the voice fell to the ground, Hai Lao's figure immediately blurred, like stardust, swaying thousands of stars, and slowly disappeared on the spot!

When Hai Lao's figure completely disappeared, the entire martial arts arena was completely silent!

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the eighty seats on the eight sides of the Qinglian Altar, and their eyes were full of greed and desire...

This Qinglian altar is indeed a ladder to the sky, eight ways of heaven, ten steps, one step up, one step straight into the sky!

From then on, under the Dao of Heaven, above tens of thousands of people!

The eerie silence lasted for less than three breaths, and the entire martial arts arena exploded!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The figures of eight thousand warriors rioted together, rushing madly towards the Qinglian altar, and began to explore the differences between the eight ways of heaven...

There is only one stick of incense time, and it is possible to choose the one that suits you best. There are more steps to climb, and even reach the top of the altar!

Chu Yan, Situ Yang, and Shen Shengjie also headed towards the Qinglian Altar, and began to get familiar with these eight completely different eight ways of heaven...

Soon, Chu Yan, who walked around the Qinglian altar, fully understood the content of the eight ways of heaven.

They are gold, wood, water, fire, earth, military solution, killing, and universe, the eight mysterious ways of heaven, the first five places are basically the way of five elements, relatively speaking, most of them practice martial arts, so it is relatively easy to do it. The latter three are fundamentally special ways of heaven, and the difficulty is much higher!

The time for one stick of incense passed quickly, and at this time more than 8,000 warriors had been divided into eight groups, standing in front of the eight sides of the Qinglian altar.

They all chose a kind of mysterious way of heaven that is most beneficial to them, preparing to grab seats, comprehend the way of heaven, and climb the ladder, expecting to harvest the treasure and at the same time, try their best to climb to the top of the Qinglian altar!

Chu Yan thought for a moment, and after discussing with Situ Yang and Shen Shengjie, the three chose their own suitable way of heaven and separated temporarily.

Of course, Shen Shengjie chose the way of the earth, Situ Yang chose the way of the universe, and Chu Yan chose the way of gold.

The time for a stick of incense will soon pass...

Hum...!

After a space tremor, all directions of the altar were opened at the same time, the eighty seats were all lit up, and the eighty defensive spirit circles lingering around the seats were in operation at the same time...

"Come on! I must grab a seat!"

"Kill! Don't rob me!"

"Get out of the way, I belong to Tianlongzong, get out of the way!"

"..."

Almost at the same time that the Qinglian altar was opened, eight thousand fighters rioted at the same time like a flood, rushing out towards all sides of the altar.

boom! boom! boom!

At the same time as the figures moved together, attacks all over the sky also erupted at the same time, all kinds of sword lights, sword shadows, palm prints, and fist lights, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, bombarding and killing the enemies they were aiming at...

In an instant, all directions of Qinglian Altar, a piece of melee broke out in an instant...

Chu Yan stood with his hands behind his back, standing on the side of Jin Xingzhi Dao, instead of making a direct move, he waited with peace of mind.

The battle at this time had just begun, and he was going to make another move when the melee was about to end, so that he could win with one move. Otherwise, although there would be no danger in getting caught in this melee, it would also consume a lot of energy.

Chu Yan's goal is only those arrogances from the Eight Ancient Sects. The one who chose the way of gold with Chu Yan is one of the four disciples of Tianzong, named Yan Sheng!

Like Chu Yan, Yan Sheng also chose to wait. Unlike Chu Yan, he didn't join the battle now because, in his opinion, these ordinary sect arrogance and casual cultivators in front of him are not worthy of him at all!

He is the head of the eight ancient sects, the elite Tianjiao of the Shenwu Xiaotianzong, how could he fight these ants casually!

In less than a hundred breaths, the battle is coming to an end. At this time, there are less than a hundred warriors who can still stand on the martial arts arena.

Seeing this scene, Chu Wei narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Yan Sheng who was not far away, raised the corner of his mouth lightly, and strode out, walking towards the ten seats of Jin Xing Zhi Dao!

Clang!

The Ten Absolute Sword landed in his hand, and a resounding sound of the sword piercing through the sky pierced the earth. As the sound of the sword whizzed past, hundreds of warriors gave way one after another...

They naturally know the name of Chu Yan, and they dare not stop it at all. Moreover, even if one of the ten seats is occupied by Chu Yan, there are still nine, which is enough!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Three men in black robes rushed out from the crowd of warriors and charged towards Chu Yan...

"Huh!? The Black Blood Temple... courts death!"

Chu Yan's face darkened. Unexpectedly, among the hundred warriors, there were still people from the Black Blood Temple. However, the strength of these three people was only at the ninth level of the Heavenly Realm, so it was nothing to worry about!

call out!

Infused with true energy, the Ten Absolute Sword burst out with a soaring sword light, and swung out with a single sword, the bright sword light slashed straight at the three people in the Black Blood Temple!

"What!? So strong..."

The moment the three men in black robes saw the sword light coming, their faces changed drastically. Unexpectedly, Chu Yan's strength was much stronger than what they had heard in the Black Blood Temple!

"break!"

"break!"

"break!"

The three of them roared violently, and while dodging quickly, they shot at the same time, trying to resist this move of the five-color sword glow!