Emperor of Nine Suns

One day, two days, three days...

Chu Chen, who fell into the state of selflessness, couldn't feel the passage of time at all. Finally, on the afternoon of the third day, all the wonderful images finally merged into one, turning into a ball of extremely bright five-color light, which was submerged into the huge green magic potion again. In the furnace.

boom!

With an earth-shaking loud noise, a bright five-color brilliance shot into the sky.

Chu Chen, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, was shaken and broke away from the state of selflessness. He smiled casually: "Hahaha, I have spent so much effort, how can I let you escape!"

The next moment, he stretched out his finger, and a huge net transformed from spiritual energy surged out, instantly covering the five-color light group in the void. He pulled it fiercely and put it into the porcelain bottle that had been prepared. Four round and beautiful elixirs came out.

The figure of Elder Lingxin suddenly trembled, and a trace of shock that could not be concealed appeared on his face again!

"That's...that's the legendary ancient elixir..."

Before he finished speaking, Senior Sister Qingyue next to her also trembled, and an incredible look instantly filled her wide-open beautiful eyes!

The precious light emitted by the elixir illuminated the entire medicine refining hall. Elder Lingxin and Qingyue fell into a kind of hallucination, and their expressions gradually became confused.

But Chu Chen had a completely different reaction from the two beautiful pharmacists. He had worked so hard to refine these ancient pills, and all he had to do was eat them!

The much-anticipated day of the Biquan Immortal Sect's annual **** has finally arrived. Many people have been waiting for this day for too long.

The square halfway up the mountainside of Biquan Immortal Sect was already filled with disciples from the sect. The light and shadow in the void are phantoms, and torrents of spiritual energy spurt out in a mighty way. They continue to condense in the void and turn into a huge arena like a solid body, hundreds of feet wide, suspended in the void, as powerful as a prison. , vast and unpredictable.

The battle between monks is so destructive that it is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Therefore, it is impossible to take the pains to move huge rocks from other places to cast the arena like the world does.

The monks' arenas are built by the void creations of the sect's great supernatural powers. They are suspended in the void. Although they look shaky, they are actually solid and will not break even if the disciples bombard them at will. Moreover, even if it is cracked and broken by some amazing and talented disciple, it can be repaired at any time with spiritual energy, which is extremely convenient.

Seeing a huge arena appear out of thin air,

Many disciples couldn't help but marvel, and were greatly shocked by this mysterious and unpredictable method of the Immortal Family.

When silhouettes appeared above the ring, everyone held their breath. The annual **** is held once a year, which is the heyday of the sect, so the leader, deputy leader, chief elder and other people who are rarely seen in the sect will show up to observe.

This scene also made many disciples extremely excited. Everyone expected to show off their talents in the ****. If they could get someone from the high-ranking group to look at them and accept them as their direct disciples, they would be able to do so from now on. Reach the sky in one step!

After everyone appeared, spiritual power surged in the void, condensing into huge thrones that stood in the void. Everyone sat down one after another. The head of the Biquan Immortal Sect in the middle nodded slightly. An old man with gray hair and a childish face stepped out from the crowd and nodded: "**** begins! In the first game, the outer disciple Yao Jinghai will fight against the outer disciple. Disciple Chu Chen, a battle of life and death!"

Without any unnecessary nonsense, the competition officially began. The voice of the competitive elder reached the sky and the earth, resounding throughout the entire Biquan Immortal Sect, immediately causing an uproar.

Although the annual competition is fierce, after all, it is a competition between brothers of the same discipline. Everyone points to the point and wins or loses, that's it.

This kind of direct life-or-death battle rarely occurs. Only if there is a mortal feud between two people that cannot be resolved no matter what, and with the consent of the sect's top leaders, will they engage in a life-and-death battle.

This kind of life-and-death battle is the most dangerous, bloody and hearty battle. This is the final place to understand all grievances. In a life and death battle, no matter which side falls, his relatives and friends are not allowed to take revenge on the other side. This is an unwritten rule between sects.

"Where are the two disciples?" After the elder of the competition finished speaking, his eyes glared, and he immediately let out a violent roar, "Come up quickly!!"

"The disciple is here!"

A clear and long roar rose into the sky, and in the north of Biquan Immortal Sect, where the "Purple Sea" was located, a bright purple-red brilliance rose into the sky, like a bright purple-red meteor piercing the sky and crashing down, Heavy bombardment on the ring!

Bang!

Accompanied by a dull explosion, the bright purple meteor manifested into a man with outstanding grace, it was Yao Jinghai.

He was wearing a purple gold silk robe and a gold feather crown on his head. He walked out slowly. Strong purple-red brilliance quickly gathered around him, and faintly transformed into a bright purple star, floating behind him, looking extremely... Miraculous.

He bowed slightly and saluted everyone in the stands. His demeanor was indescribably free and aloof. Although he was giving a salute, it gave people a vague feeling of incomparable respect and nobility, as if a high-ranking emperor was devoutly bowing to him. The teacher salutes. The nobility leaking from the bones makes people feel a little impressed involuntarily.

"The North Star rises, the appearance of an emperor!"

When the elders in the stands saw this scene, they couldn't help but nodded, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

According to legend, Yao Jinghai was born in a declining dynasty in the secular world and was the prince of that dynasty.

It was just that he was born at the wrong time. Not long after he was born, the dynasty fell apart and was destroyed by internal and external troubles. The extremely loyal old minister traveled thousands of miles and traveled for several months before sending him to the Biquan Immortal Sect and becoming an immortal cultivator.

This declining prince was hated by his country and his family, and his talent had expired. In an ancient ruins, he accidentally understood an ancient royal Taoist method passed down in his family, called the Purple Emperor Beichen Jue. From then on, he cultivated He was making great strides with each passing day, and he was shining brightly in the sect.

It is precisely because of this that Yao Jinghai's cronies do not call him "senior brother", but instead call him "your highness", so that he can always remind himself that he is the enemy of his country and his family, and he should not forget the shame.

Beichen is also called the Ziwei Emperor Star, the emperor among the stars in the sky.

The Purple Emperor Beichen Jue technique is derived from this meaning, and it can help the monks cultivate an outstanding imperial aura. In addition, Yao Jinghai was born into a noble family. He was a prince and blessed with the luck of the royal family. Therefore, he practiced this set of exercises to get twice the result with half the effort and was always valued by the sect's senior officials.

Seeing him on stage at this time, seeing purple light erupting around him, there was a hint of the legendary purple energy coming from the east.