There Is A Dragon In My Well

After subduing the Black Dragon King, Chu Qiu stood up with a sword and took this opportunity to announce the founding of a sect!

He planned to recruit a group of casual cultivators first and build a foundation as soon as possible.

After all, the inheritance he mastered was different, and the level of cultivation was not very important to him in the early stage.

Only by recruiting many disciples can he have enough monks to practice formations.

You must know that the methods he uses to practice formations are all the methods used by the ancient heaven to train heavenly soldiers and generals, and the ancient prehistoric dragon tribe to lead hundreds of millions of water tribes in battle.

When he was on Earth, his sailors were all scum, and they couldn't even exert one thousandth of the divine power of the formation to suppress and capture the master of transformation.

Now in the world of cultivation where there are as many golden elixirs as dogs and Nascent Souls everywhere, once the foundation is established, he will be able to gather considerable strength in a short period of time!

"It turns out that he wants to establish a sect, and he came here to subdue the Black Dragon King just to act as a front."

"But is it true that he said he would accept disciples? Can he also accept us casual cultivators and teach us our skills and magical powers?"

A large number of casual cultivators were talking about it, with some hesitation and excitement.

In the world of cultivation, masters who have basically reached the stage of becoming gods are already qualified to recruit disciples and establish a sect.

Chu Qiu is at the level of refining the void!

Even the Black Dragon King, who was able to subdue a great demon who was at the peak of Void Refining, was able to subdue him. With his cultivation level and combat prowess, everyone felt like a mirror.

So after hearing the meaning of Chu Qiu's words, even casual cultivators were willing to accept it, and many people present were immediately ready to take action.

Because the world of cultivation is very cruel!

Without a powerful sect to rely on, and without profound skills and magical powers, if anything happens, you will definitely be cannon fodder!

Now that there is an opportunity to join the sect and learn advanced martial arts and magical powers, who would be willing to miss it?

At that moment, many people signed up and wanted to join Chu Qiu.

As for those casual cultivators who were in a wait-and-see attitude, Chu Qiu didn't care.

He believed that after his golden body battled with Ren Changfeng and demonstrated his magical powers, they would definitely come enthusiastically.

"Ren Changfeng!"

Chu Qiu looked at Ren Changfeng, the tyrant sword, and one person played two roles and said: "My brother is making a murderous knife. When the knife comes out, there will be blood. If you really want to learn from each other, how about we add a bonus?"

"Additional gift? What kind of gift?"

Ren Changfeng asked with some confusion.

Chu Qiu smiled calmly, raised his hand and took out his Xiuchun Demonic Sword. His domineering and fierce aura suddenly rose to the sky, making Ren Changfeng's eyes widen and he almost drooled.

This Xiuchun Demonic Knife, regardless of its shape and temperament, is strange and domineering, and its aura power is far superior to the knife in his hand several times.

Even a fool can see that this is a terrifying magic knife with top potential!

"What a sharp and domineering knife!" Ren Changfeng swallowed his throat, and when he looked at the long knife in his arms, he suddenly felt that it didn't smell good.

Chu Qiu was not surprised by his reaction, and just said lightly: "This magic sword is the bonus I want to add. If you beat my brother in the competition, I will give you this magic sword! "

"What are you talking about? As long as I defeat your brother, I can get this magic knife?"

Ren Changfeng looked anxious and said: "Brother, are you serious about what you said?"

He wants this knife so much!

"Of course I take it seriously! But..."

Chu Qiu changed the topic: "If you lose, you have to follow me honestly!"

"I guess you heard it just now. My two brothers want to start a sect and are short of men. I think you are quite good!"

"How about it? Do you dare to take a gamble?"

Chu Qiu looked indifferent, flicked the blade, and let out soft moans.

Ren Changfeng narrowed his eyes and became surprisingly silent.

He is reckless, but he is not stupid!

If he could go from being a coolie chopping firewood to becoming the famous person he is today, if he were really stupid, he would have turned into ashes long ago.

Chu Qiu did not rush him, and lightly stroked the Xiuchundao, as if stroking his lover's skin.

The Xiuchun Magic Sword hummed and trembled, and circles of dark magic light flickered and shrank as if they were breathing.

Many casual cultivators also watched in silence.

They had already seen that Chu Qiu wanted to recruit Ren Changfeng.

But knowing that the other party will not be easily recruited by any force, so he uses the method of adding bonus and does what he likes to motivate him!

At the same time, he also showed his strong confidence in his brother!

"The swordsman, the king of a hundred soldiers, march forward indomitably!"

"I bet!"

Ren Changfeng suddenly had a flash of light in his eyes, and a domineering and wild energy burst out, like a beast waking up and coming out to look for food.

"good!"

Chu Qiu raised the corner of his mouth, grabbed the magic knife with his big hand, and deliberately said to his golden body: "Beat him, the sect needs a stronger shit shoveler!"

After saying that, he stepped on the Black Dragon King's head and sat on it with a stern look.

The Black Dragon King shook his body and did not dare to resist.

The big green snake also appeared beside the Black Dragon King at some unknown time, entrenching himself obediently.

When Ren Changfeng heard the word "shit shovel officer", he was a little dazed at first and didn't know why.

But when he saw Chu Qiu sitting on the head of the Black Dragon King, he immediately reacted and felt a suffocation coming out of his body.

"Chu Dong! Let me learn your sword skills!"

Ren Changfeng took a deep breath, let out a muffled roar, and burst out with wild energy. The long sword in his arms was instantly unsheathed.

An astonishing sword intent, exuding a cold aura, locked onto 'Chu Dong'.

Chu Dong took out the Buddhist sword and waved it, his whole body was covered with golden light, and he smiled and said: "Come on!"

A large number of casual cultivators and other sect cultivators held their breaths and concentrated on watching the battle between the two.

Ren Changfeng and the others all understood that within the Yan Dynasty, there was a powerful casual cultivator known as the Tyrannical Swordsman.

In just over ten years since his debut, he has gone from a mere mortal coolie to a realm of virtual refining that countless monks dream of.

He was even praised by the major sect forces for his ability to overcome calamities and become a supreme figure.

And Chu Dong suddenly appeared, with fierce methods and shocking killings. His origins are even more mysterious. No one knows how strong he is!

But from his eldest brother Chu Qiu, at least some clues can be seen, but I am afraid he will never be inferior to Ren Changfeng!

"war!"

A loud shout came from Ren Changfeng's mouth.

A wild, domineering, and unruly momentum suddenly broke out.

He was seen taking the lead in launching an attack, directly slashing towards Chu Dong with his sword and man as one.

In everyone's eyes, Ren Changfeng turned into a shocking sword light and slashed down in the air. The terrifying momentum seemed to split the earth.

Before the light of the sword arrived, a violent wave of air had already set off in the void, and the ground under Chu Dong's feet cracked and cracked.

As soon as he made a move, he was so powerful and domineering, without any intention of testing.

"Good to come!"

Chu Dong shouted low and looked at the huge sword light coming from the sky, and suddenly and fiercely raised the Buddhist sword.

A simple tease, but it unleashed the astonishing power of a six-foot-long golden body.

Just listen to a loud bang.

All the casual cultivators couldn't help but change their expressions, blocked their ears with magic power, and looked uncomfortable for a while.

Some casual cultivators with low magic power even groaned, their ears and noses were stimulated by the loud sound and blood overflowed, and they quickly flew back after reacting.

Looking between the two of them, one gold and one white, two bright rays of light confront each other crazily, and countless electric sparks crackle around them.