Emperor of Taikoo

Three days later, the blink of an eye passed.

This morning.

Bang Bang Bang ...

There was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

Lu Chen opened his eyes and went to open the door.

The eye is a middle-aged man in a gray robe, his breath is not weak, and he is probably about two or three times in the Yuanyuan.

"Is there something?" This person Lu Chen didn't know.

"Lu Chen, right, the Sect Master ordered me to lead you to the Star Hall!" The middle-aged man politely said.

"Star Hall?" Lu Chen was puzzled first, even if he wanted to understand, three days had passed, and I wanted to give out a reward.

"Thank you, brother, please lead the way." Lu Chen said.

After that, Lu Chen followed the middle-aged man and went to the Star Hall.

Entering the hall, Lu Chen realized that Chu Feng and others had already come to him one step before. His eyes were swept away. In addition to the elders and the patriarch, nine magnificent young men stood in front of the hall.

Looking closely, he was a little surprised that the breath of these nine people was quite weak, and all of them were strong in breaking the realm.

"I want to come to these core disciples." Lu Chen guessed in his heart.

"The disciples have seen the suzerain and elders."

Lu Chen bowed his fists at the overlord and the elders, and then moved to stand beside Chu Feng.

"Okay, since everyone is here, I will also talk about the reasons why you are here this time." At this time, the overlord said.

Lu Chen wondered, didn't he come to award this time? But listening to the meaning of the suzerain seems to have another important thing.

Seemingly seeing the doubts of Lu Chen and others, Sect Master Xiao Muran continued to say: "Calling you, the first is to issue rewards for ranking matches; the second is to inform you that Kunwu Mystery will be opened again in January Ten of you can decide to stay on your own. Zongmen will not forcefully interfere with your decision. "

Just as Sect Master Xiao Muran's voice just fell, a cry of exclamation sounded from the crowd below, "Kunwu Secret Realm!"

Looking at Lu Chen, it was Li Han who spoke. Others, although restrained, were still excited by the look on their faces. Upon seeing this, a trace of doubt flashed in Lu Chen's eyes, and he was the first to hear about Kunwu's secret realm.

"Kunwu's secret realm is a space secret realm on the northwest grassland of the Kingdom of the Song Dynasty. It is opened every 100 years. Every time you enter, you can get a lot of magical soldiers and genius treasures. Chu Feng whispered aside, seemingly talking to himself, but actually explaining to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen's heart couldn't help but jumped violently, with a large number of magical soldiers, this Kunwu mystery seemed to him to go.

After taking a deep breath, he cast his grateful eyes on Chu Feng, and he naturally knew that Chu Feng was deliberately explaining to him.

This kindness was small, but he remembered it.

"Sovereign, I chose to go to Kunwu's secret realm!" Ba Dao stepped out and said aloud.

Almost at the next moment, the few remaining disciples, including Lu Chen, took a step to indicate their intention to go.

"Good ..." The suzerain was overjoyed and said immediately: "After one month, Kunwu Mystery opened, and you wait for ten people and nine core disciples to go to Kunwu Mystery together."

"Yes!" Lu Chen and others including the nine core disciples bowed down and said yes.

The next step is to issue rewards.

The reward for the first place is a piece of 70% one-star magic soldier, 100,000 points, plus the qualification to enter the martial arts pavilion to select a low-level martial art.

Even the core disciples were jealous of this reward. With Lu Chen's keen perception, he noticed a few wicked eyes mixed with greed in the direction of the core disciples.

Xuanjie low-level martial arts are to be selected in person at the martial arts pavilion.

Out of the star hall, Lu Chen swallowed the 70% one star warrior that had just arrived, and washed the limbs and eight pulses with an energy.

A moment later, Lu Chen opened his eyes and sighed: "The energy required to break through the Yuan Realm is too large. A 70% star soldier is just a cup of water. To take advantage of."

Thinking like this, Lu Chen was ready to march towards the martial arts pavilion.

"Boy, stop!"

But at this moment, there was a light voice behind him.

Lu Chen, who was about to leave, raised a brow, and naturally heard a hint of unfriendlyness from this sentence with his perception.

Stopped and turned to look at the speaker.

I saw that a young man of twenty-four to five came slowly, wearing a Tsing Yi, wearing a long sword in his waist, and brought a strong momentum in his walk.

This person, Lu Chen had seen, was one of the nine core disciples in the Star Hall.

"Anything?" After looking up and down,

Lu Chen asked coldly.

"Boy, your name is Lu Chen, is it the first place in this year's interior ranking?" Qingyi Youth asked in a tone that looked down on the inferior.

"How is it?"

Lu Chen frowned. I don't understand what is going on in the Tsing Yi youth, but I feel something in my heart.

The youth in Tsing Yi continued to say with command: "Yes, boy, now I order you to enter the Wuji Pavilion to exchange a Lingyang sword!"

"Lingyang swordsmanship, I don't need it."

Lu Chen said lightly.

"Boy, you seem to have misunderstood ..."

Lu Chen shook her head with a smile, but only after a closer inspection, the smile became cold.

"No, I understand what you mean, but I will give you a word now."

"roll!"

As soon as the word came out, Lu Chen's cold breath was not concealed, and the disciples nearby who had not walked away also gathered up with interest.

Among them, Lin Feng and Zhao Ye saw this scene, and they squeezed their fists in excitement. They were naturally happy to see Lu Chen confronting people.

In the distance, several people stopped and cast their eyes.

The cold light flashed in the eyes of Tsing Yi Youth, "Hey ... kid, do you know who you are talking to?"

"I know, isn't it the core disciple. Don't come to provoke me, otherwise, I will make you regret it." Qingyi Youth's Xiu Wei has already found out clearly, breaking the ground is a heavy one, and his strength is even indistinct.

Lu Chen's guess is that this person is probably the ninth or eighth core disciple.

This kind of strength, he is not afraid, naturally will not give a good face to the person in front!

This is not arrogance, but self-confidence brought by strength.

Qingyi Youth's face sank, threatening: "Sorry? Boy, give you another chance ..."

Tsing Yi Youth's words were just normal, but they were interrupted by Lu Chen's cold voice.

"roll!"

After the word fell, Lu Chen turned and left directly, leaving Tsing Yi youth with a lonely back.

"Okay ... Okay kid, I'm going to see what you are qualified to let me go!"

The voice fell, and the fierce color appeared in the eyebrows of Tsing Yi youth. His palms shook, and a cyan-like force like flowing water appeared. Then, he stepped out and shot the landing dust brazenly.