Chapter 359

When Jian Wushuang stayed in the ancestral land for a year, the Nanyang 6 was quite calm. Although the battle between Jian Wushuang and Ertian Zun made the whole Nanyang 6 boil over, but after Jian Wushuang disappeared, The boiling also subsided slowly. 1 novel ≥ ﹤

Although the Holy Palace suffered a big loss in Jian Wu's hands, it was still the undisputed overlord of Nanyang Continent.

The palace gate of the Holy Palace is on a huge island, which is also named Holy Royal Island.

In the past few days, in the many cities and towns around Shenghuang Island, it was very lively, and geniuses and powerhouses from all directions of Nanyang University gathered in succession.

In a restaurant in one of the cities, a large number of warriors gathered here, most of them were young people with good strength.

At a table, two men and a woman gathered there, one man and one woman had expressions of anticipation and excitement.

"I'm going to set foot on Holy Emperor Island soon!"

"I'm really looking forward to the location of the Holy Palace of Nanyang Overlord."

The man and the woman complimented from time to time, and their eyes were extremely hot. The only remaining young man, Zi Junyi, was quite calm.

"Brother Ji Chen, what's wrong with you, you're going to the Holy Palace soon, aren't you excited at all?" the woman in green asked in surprise.

"Holy Palace?" Ji Chen, a young man of Zi Junyi, raised his mouth slightly and shook his head, "The Holy Palace is strong, and the ability to train disciples is indeed very good, but the constraints are also greater. Compared to going to the Holy Palace to cultivate, On the contrary, I am even more yearning to go to the world alone."

"Just like that Jian Wushuang?" A voice suddenly sounded.

Ji Chen and the other two immediately looked at them, and when they saw the person who came, they immediately bowed slightly, "Old Qu."

The person who came was an old man with a fiery red messy head. This old man had an ancient complexion and an ethereal aura. He was a peak powerhouse who had reached the holy realm.

The fiery red messy-headed old man Qu Lao also sat down at the table at will, poked his ears, and said casually: "Ji Chen, I know that you admire that Jian Wushuang very much, indeed, that Jian Wushuang is very good, the whole Nanyang University 6 is recognized by all the powerhouses, he is the first genius in the history of Nanyang University."

"However, only one genius of that kind has been born in the entire Nanyang University 6 in the long years. Although your talent is extraordinary, you are still far behind him, or even incomparable at all!"

"so,

What you have to do is to be down-to-earth, step by step to improve your strength, and don't be too ambitious! "

Ji Chen listened respectfully.

The old man said again: "The Holy Palace is the first sect of Nanyang University. Only the real top geniuses are qualified to enter the Holy Palace and become the disciples of the Holy Palace, and those who come out of the Holy Palace are all A real strong man!"

"The three of you are the most outstanding geniuses in the era of my desert dynasty, especially you, Ji Chen. Today's selection for the palace, the three of you have to fight hard, and don't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"Yes." Ji Chen and the other three nodded immediately.

At the same time as Old Qu and Ji Chen were talking, there was a young man with a long sword in front of a table next to them, sitting alone drinking wine. He was not far from Ji Chen and the others. In the distance, the words Ji Chen and Na Qu Lao said, he stopped in his ears one by one, and the corner of his mouth slowly evoked a special arc.

"I came from the Forest of Darkness and arrived at Sacred Emperor Island today, and I just happened to meet the election of the Sacred Palace. It's a coincidence." Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, his expression rather strange.

Jian Wushuang also knew about the election of the Holy Palace's entrance to the palace.

It is held every five years.

Every time it is held, a large number of geniuses and powerhouses from all corners of Nanyang University will flock to it with only one purpose. They have been screened many times to become disciples of the Holy Palace, and they can have the opportunity to practice in the Holy Palace.

The Holy Palace, but the overlord of Nanyang, even the strength and background are faintly superior to Danmen, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the first sect in Nanyang. , how lucky that is.

Just like Jian Wushuang was hunting in the Tianzong Dynasty and the Twelve Dynasties in the Northwest.

The hunting in the extreme east is just the arrival of some ordinary ancient sects, but as a result, a large number of geniuses from the Twelfth Dynasty are still fighting for their heads. It is conceivable that the election of the Holy Palace, which is held every five years, will be like what it will be like. The competition is over.

Jian Wushuang was thinking about that, but in vain...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The low and ancient bell came from the distant void, and also spread to this city and this restaurant.

"It's about to start!"

At the moment when the bell rang, a large number of young strong men in the restaurant stood up one after another, like that Ji Chen and others also stood up one after another.

"Walk!"

Without much hesitation, these young powerhouses swarmed directly towards the source of the bell.

In an instant, the originally bustling restaurant became particularly deserted, and only Jian Wushuang was left alone, still sitting in front of the table, but in no hurry. After drinking the pot of wine on the table, he finally Slowly headed towards the Holy Royal Island.

On the Holy Emperor Island, an ancient and majestic palace gate crawls there, like a sleeping dragon.

When Jian Wushuang came to Shenghuang Island, what he saw was a sea of ​​people, countless young powerhouses from all corners of Nanyang University, some came alone, some came under the leadership of some elders, at this moment They all stood on the open space at the foot of the palace gate.

In front of them, in addition to the magnificent palace gate, there is a long and towering staircase.

The steps are one after another, and they have spread all the way to the top palace gate. At first glance, there are hundreds of stairs.

"Is that the famous holy ladder of the Holy Palace?" Jian Wushuang looked at the hundreds of stairs with a light smile.

That ladder is very famous in Nanyang University. Every five years, the election of the Holy Palace requires this holy ladder.

There are a total of 108 floors in the Holy Ladder, and each floor will have a strong coercion and oppression. The higher you go, the stronger the coercion will be.

The first stage of the Sacred Palace's entrance election is to pass the Sacred Staircase. Only those young strongmen who have stepped on the 108th floor and actually walked to the gate of the Sacred Palace Palace are eligible to accept the next stage of the entrance test. .

At this moment, those young powerhouses who came from all directions were quietly waiting under the holy ladder, waiting for the real start of the palace election.

Jian Wushuang shook his head and smiled when he saw this scene.

"The election of the Holy Palace usually lasts for a long time, and I have no time to wait until their election is over."

The corners of Jian Wushuang's mouth were slightly raised, and he followed his figure, but he had already appeared under the holy ladder.

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