Ultimate Martial Divine King

Chapter 1592: Qishan, Lingbi Peak

North Mountain Qishan!

The towering giant peaks soared into the clouds and stood in the long river of eternity.

Qishan's unique demeanor and charm are particularly stunning. It is like the vast mountain of God standing in the world, the lingering giant peaks, and the northern region, which is admired by the world.

The beautiful scenery in Qishan is like a paradise on earth, which is fascinating and fascinating.

Looking from a distance, there is a crane crane in the sky above Qishan, there are spectacular stone roads connecting the pillars, and a suspension bridge over the sky.

Among the mountains, the waterfall hangs for nine days.

Zhong Ling Qixiu is beautiful.

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Qishan is the most famous sacred mountain in the northern region.

Located in the northern region of Inner State, and covers an extremely large area, this area is also known as the nearest shrine to "Heaven."

Today, Qishan can be described as unusually lively.

Because it is the place where the holy tribe conference is held, holy tribe geniuses from all major states and territories are gathered like stars, gathered at Lingshan Peak in Qishan.

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"That's Qishan!"

After passing through various state-of-state teleportation formations, Chu Chen, Luo Mengshang, Li Wushou, and the others finally set foot on the northern territory.

For the sake of the sacred congress, the large teleportation array that connects the major states is also fully open unconditionally.

No need to wait!

People from the major saints can use the teleportation array between the states to go to the northern region anytime and anywhere.

This greatly shortened the travel time between several continental boundaries.

Moreover, the eastern and northern regions are two adjacent land regions, and Chu Chen and his party spent less time.

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"Lingfeng Peak is the largest martial art in charge of Qishan, and it has the strength comparable to ordinary saints."

Li Shangju casually recounted.

The crowd nodded.

Looking from afar, Lingbifeng Mountain is high in the sky and the mist is fascinating, which is really amazing.

The mountain gate near Lingbi Peak originates from all directions, and the teams like the rivers that flow into the sea continuously flow into Qishan.

In the sky above Qishan, there are even more powerful giants pulling cars, as well as mounts that swallow the world and people passing by, and even more sword-piercers who take the wind to this end. Countless imposing young strong men are like gods gathering. , The way of playing alone is particularly different.

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"Are there too many people? Are there so many saints?" Ye Yao exclaimed.

Li Shaoju shook his head slightly and calmly replied, "Although it is a saint meeting, in fact, as long as it is a younger generation of practitioners who are at the limit of the blood of the Eucharist, they can also participate in this ceremony ..."

"Oh?"

Everyone's eyes lighted up.

"So, my sister Xuan Shuang and my brother Qingyang can also participate in the saint meeting?" Ye Yao continued to ask.

"Yes ..." Affirmation from No Injury.

"Do you want to try it? You can be counted in the" Strange pupil "group." Chu Hen said.

Ye Yao looked at Long Xuanshuang, who hesitated a little and shook his head, "There are many strong saints, and we still don't mess with you ..."

As the most important festival in the human race.

The saints from all walks of life gathered together.

There are even more top ten Eucharists who rule the roost. As for those who are at the limit of the blood of ordinary Eucharist, most of them only came to the wave of heat with the attitude of “focus on participation”. The saints and those powerful communities.

In normal times, everyone around Chu Hen can also feel the atmosphere of the saint meeting with a "playful" mentality. However, this meeting is not friendly to the "monk pupil saint" where Chu Hen is located and the situation is so tense In the case of others, there is no need to reconcile them.

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A large number of people entered the Lingbi Peak one after another as if they were birds and beasts.

Chu Chen and his party climbed directly into the mountain gate along the main ladder of the ladder.

The gate of Lingbi Peak, which was particularly magnificent, opened wide, and over several thousand meters above the ground, everyone set foot on the front yard square on the main peak.

The first thing that caught the eye was a ten-foot-tall stele.

At the top of the stele, there are two arrows indicating road signs.

Eastern District!

West End!

"What does it mean?"

Looking at the two signs on the stele, Chu Hen and others were a little puzzled.

Is there a division for the saint meeting?

At this moment, two young men dressed as "leaders" came to this side.

"You can choose between the two preliminary venues ..." one of the young men said.

It was still an arbitrary choice!

"Why?" Long Qingyang asked casually.

"That's it ..." The young man paused and explained clearly to everyone, "Because this holy race is likely to be the last one, and the number of people coming to participate is much larger than before. Therefore, in the preliminary round, it was divided into two venues, so that it would not look too chaotic. "

As we all know, before this, the saint saints have won nine championships.

If this time they won the tenth crown, they would think that the ultimate ownership of the "Tiandi Order" fell into the saint saints, and naturally there would be no need to hold a "saints meeting" in the future.

The Eucharist genius of each major state mainland also wants to seize this last opportunity to participate, even if you feel the atmosphere, it is also great.

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"Are all the ethnic groups arranged like this?" Chu Hen asked.

"Yes, the major saints can choose Eastern or Western ... the opponents of the preliminary round are random ..." the other side explained.

"Can that saint contestant go to the two zones separately?"

"Yes, you can compete separately."

...

Chu Hen nodded.

In this way, he does not have to wait for the other members of the Saint of the Demon pupils, and Luo Mengshang does not have to accompany the team of the Jiuyou Saints.

"Which district shall we go to?" Luo Mengshang looked at Chu Hen.

A moment of hesitation, a strange light flashed in Chu Hen's eyes.

"Eastern District!"

Everyone was stunned, and then they couldn't help but smile at each other.

"Arise again, a good moral ..." Long Zhan laughed loudly.

The others nodded again and again.

"I don't know which saint's young handsome man?" One of the inductees asked.

"Demon pupil holy tribe!" Chu Hen answered calmly.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing these four words, the two guides could not help but stare at each other, with a faint flickering of forceful concealment.

"Please ..." A leader raised his hand and motioned for Chu Hen and others to walk along a wide avenue in the east direction.

Chu Chen slightly agreed, and everyone behind him headed for the Eastern District.

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"Hey, it's the demon pupil tribe. Is that tribe no one? There are only so many people here."

The low laughter of the two followers with a joke behind them was introduced into the ears of Chu Chen and others like mosquitoes.

"It would be nice for them to have the courage to come. If it were me, the holy tribe conference would not come, and the province's shameful eyes."

"Be quiet, don't be heard."

"What are you afraid of ... I'm just afraid that in two days, the top ten strongest saints will no longer have" Fairy pupils. "

...

Although the two of them lowered their voices, these words were still clear and harsh for the practice of Chu Chen and his party.

"These two **** ..." Ye Yao gritted his teeth and was about to turn around to settle accounts, but was pulled by Chu Hen.

"Brother Chuchen?"

"It's okay." Chu Hen smiled and shook her head. "No need to worry about them."

Ye Yao forced down the fire in his stomach. "Brother Chuhen, this time you have to keep the honor of the" Holy Pupil Saints "anyway, let them all shut up ..."

"I will!"

Chu Hen nodded and said nothing.

However, the next second when Chu Hen turned around, his deep eyes quietly turned dark, and the frost and coldness hidden in the depth of the pupil quietly surging.

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After walking across the vast square in the front yard of Lingjiufeng, after Chu Chu, Luo Mengshang and his party set foot on a wide hanging iron bridge.

The iron bridge, which is more than several kilometers in length, traverses between two giant peaks.

The steep peaks and cliffs form a vast canyon.

In the gorge below, the winding and rugged river flows like the corner of the river, the waterfall cascades and the sky is accompanied by the cranes and birds flying together. The picturesque scenery is very dreamy. Under the bright sunshine, The gleaming light inside the canyon seemed to be dotted with countless star diamonds.

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Walking on the suspended iron bridge, you can see the beautiful scenery in Lingbi Peak.

In the sky above the mountains, there are other iron bridges, and there are even peaks and buildings suspended in the void.

Those ancient and majestic buildings, as if out of gravity, rise up in the air, such as the temple of the imperial palace, which is amazing.

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"It's spectacular!"

"How did those do it?"

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The people in Kunliu Mountain were all surprised to see the particularly shocking aerial building.

No wonder the holy tribe conference is to be held here. Qishan Lingbi Peak is worthy of the name of "Shenshan".

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Walking across the long Hengtian Iron Bridge, a square with a wider area appeared in front of everyone.

The level of the square is clear, and there is a podium in the middle.

Above and below the platform, there are many strange sculpture buildings such as the Quanchi Arch Bridge and the supporting pillars.

Although a large number of people have already gathered in the square, for this wide site, instead of looking crowded, it looks a bit loose.

Chu Chen's group just entered the square ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The surrounding area suddenly cast a pair of sharp eyes.

And accompanied by a low voice.

"Which race is this?"

"Holy pupil of the demon pupil! That Chuchen who destroyed the God of War Palace, don't you know?"

"Oh? He's Chuchen?"

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Some time ago, the great turmoil that broke out in the land of Chu Hen, and his name has long been known to people in the Midland.

Of course, the crowd didn't seem to be too surprised at the arrival of Chu marks. On the contrary, most of them looked closely and cast contempt.

"Hehe, I'm a little daring! Didn't he know that the Honghuang saints could justly kill him at the saint meeting?" (Https: //) "Wu Ji Shen Wang" only represents the author's love of shrimp fish Opinions, if it is found that the content violates national laws, please delete it. The position of https: // is only dedicated to providing a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!

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