Soul Devouring Sword Master

"What's going on? What happened?"

Within the sect, many disciples walked out of the practice room, looked into the sky, and exclaimed, they had never seen such a strange sight.

But when the golden light rain fell on them, everyone closed their eyes involuntarily, as if a group of believers were receiving baptism devoutly, mesmerized.

"I, I broke through!"

Not long after, several Sword Sect disciples suddenly said in surprise.

"Me too, I was trapped in the sixth level of the spiritual realm for three months. I finally broke through. Could it be the effect of this golden light?"

"I finally made a breakthrough in my martial arts skills. I finally learned the third move of Infinite Sword Technique!"

Someone ran out of the Kendo Hall, ecstatic.

For a time, the entire Sword Sect's disciples seemed to have been favored by God, and some people who had been stuck at the bottleneck for a long time had made breakthroughs.

And other people have also undergone transformation to a greater or lesser extent. Some people's bodies have become stronger, some people's comprehension has improved, some people's cultivation has become more consolidated, and some people's spiritual veins have even improved. grade.

Not only that, golden light rain fell on the ground, and some ordinary herbs glowed with brilliance and quietly changed. The spiritual veins in the sect also changed, able to condense more and richer spiritual energy.

The entire Sword Sect, from top to bottom, inside and out, is improving and transforming.

"Could it be the rain of luck... But... how is this possible!"

In the Sword Sect, the elders stood with their hands behind their hands, looking at the golden rain in the sky, murmuring to themselves, with incredible expressions on their faces.

"It is the rain of luck. Rumor has it that the rain of luck can improve the luck of that Fangrong, nourish all things, and promote cultivation. I feel that the spiritual veins and flesh and blood in my body are undergoing transformation."

A middle-aged man spread his hands, raised his head and laughed, with a hint of surprise in his smile. He was carrying a black sword on his back and a wine gourd on his waist. He was the chief elder Han Yu.

"How is it possible, isn't it? Only the sons of destiny and their sects can be baptized by the rain of destiny. Could it be——"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned and looked at each other with deep shock and disbelief in their eyes.

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The baptism of luck lasted for about ten minutes and finally ended.

As for Shilong, the light on his body gradually dimmed, and finally, he returned to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

On the battlefield, Lin Xiao slowly opened his eyes and clenched his fists. He felt that his whole person was brand new and full of strength. His perception of the world around him seemed to be much clearer. However, he could not tell what changes had taken place. Come up.

On the other side, Xue Xuan and Xiao Lie also opened their eyes and felt the changes in their bodies. A rare smile appeared on their faces.

"This is your reward!"

Elder Shang said.

Immediately, Lin Xiao and the others went over and took over a jade box, each containing a Holy-Breaking Pill.

"This golden dragon ring is a self-contained space with prohibitions. Only those who have received the baptism of luck can enter."

"You three, you can go in now and choose martial arts. However, you can only take away the martial arts according to the rewards you deserve. If you take more, you will be responsible for the consequences."

Then, Elder Shang took out a golden ring with a dragon-shaped carving on it.

The next moment, Lin Xiao and the others entered the Najie in a flash.

After a while, three people came out and each got what they needed.

After looking at the three of them, Elder Shang nodded and said solemnly, "Next, Donghuang, the four top forces, will recruit students. If you are not interested in participating, you can leave now."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was shocked.

"What, the four top forces are here too? When did they come? Why don't I know where they are..."

"At first glance, it is your first time to come to the Battle of Luck. Every time the Battle of Luck ends, the four top forces will come to pick people. It has become a tradition. In fact, from the second round until the finals, they Always watching.”

"Yes, the Battle of Luck is, on the one hand, to fight for luck, reborn, and at the same time bring blessings to one's own sect. On the other hand, it is also a platform for self-expression. The four top powers will send people to watch. , choose disciples.”

"So that's it..."

Some people talked in the stands.

boom!

The next moment, a wave of coercion descended and enveloped the entire audience, causing everyone's expressions to change and they all looked up in unison.

High in the sky, the clouds dissipated, and the space suddenly fluctuated, like water ruffled by the wind. Then, above the battle platform, several figures slowly emerged from the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest.

"What a clever method. They have been in the sky all along. They must have used spiritual barrier or other methods to hide their own aura. I didn't notice it at all just now."

In the stands, a Holy Spirit Realm warrior sighed.

"That's the Holy Gate!"

Someone shouted after seeing the first few figures.

I saw, high in the sky, a figure in a moon-white robe slowly descending. The leader was a white-haired old man, with white beard and hair, and an ethereal aura, quite a bit like an immortal.

Behind him, there were several young men and women with extraordinary bearing. At first glance, they looked like a dragon or a phoenix among people, but there was a hint of arrogance on their faces.

"That's...the Demon Valley!"

Immediately afterwards, someone shouted again.