Spiritual Furnace

“First Senior Sister, Why did First Senior Brother not come up yet!”

A Core Disciple is anxious about Hua Mengqi. –

"Don't worry, Chu Junior Brother he will catch up!"

Hua Mengqi said so, but the worry of that face was betrayed her heart.

"This guy who deserve death is doing something!"

If the cherished eyes stare at the edge of the cliff.

The top ten innate skill disciple is almost staring at the cliff, and most of them are thinking about the First Senior Brother of the Dragon Peak.

Suddenly, a slightly tired voice came out.

"Worn out!"

Chu Yan climbed up with a sweaty face, and the look at everyone was staring at herself and feeling a little hairy.

"This goods, can really be loaded, still exhausted, fake!"

Seeing that Chu Yan climbed up and Lin Feng’s heart was tickle, with the strength of Chu Yan’s metamorphosis, a Kowloon Pantian array made it possible to make it happen.

"Play the pig to eat the tiger again? This guy!"

The eyes of a single fame are also full of hate.

Chu Yan is actually very embarrassed, he is really exhausted, and he will not be tired when he rushes to the cultivation without a moment of rest.

However, the gains are still enormous. Chu Yan feels that his cultivation base has reached the peak of the Ninth Layer during the Qi Condensation period, and he can step into the Tenth Layer of the Qi Condensation.

"The Sixty name, Chu Yan! The remaining thirty people lost their qualification to participate in the next knockout."

Supervising Elder with a whisper, he pronounced the 'death penalty' of those who have not yet climbed the summit.

There are tens of thousands of square meters in the entire square of Pantianfeng. The grounds exudes the mysterious blue rays of light, which are entirely made of grade three ore.

At this time, Twenty has been built on the top of Pantian Peak, and each platform has a hundred meters square.

The most central part of the platform is full of kilometers, which is the place to compete for the first person of the young first generation of Yuhuazong.

Participate in Sect's discrimination. There are 90 people in each peak. The thirty people have been eliminated in the Kowloon Pantian, and there are still Sixty people left.

Among them, there will be Twenty seed discice that will advance directly to the next round. There are three people in Pantian Peak and Jiufeng Peak, and each of the remaining seven peaks has two people.

The remaining Forty name discipline will be a one-on-one knockout, the winning Twenty will challenge the Twenty seed discipline, decide that Sect is bigger than the former Twenty, then proceed to the next round of knockouts, decide the top ten, and finally the first ten. Battle.

Each peak has its own resting house, and the peaks are in the lounge.

Flying dragon peak side.

In the previous Kowloon Pantian, three Feilongfeng sections were eliminated.

"Well, let's look at the seven of you. If you want to compete for the top five in Jiufeng, then you will never be ill-treated. I have just had a top grade magical tool..."

Qi Tianlie faintly, several of the disc's heart immediately heated up, top grade magical tool, but it can be encountered, who does not want to get.

"Ghosts, this time you are relying on you!"

Qi Tianlie did not look at Chu Yan and looked at the ghost.

“Disciple won’t let the Master disappoint!”

The voice of the ghost was very hoarse, with a gloomy meaning, and the next few disciple subconscious bodies went towards the retreat.

"Well, well, this time I have two seeds in the dragon's seed discipline, for the ghost head and Hua Mengqi!"

Qi Tianlie faintly, while looking at Chu Yan.

Chu Yan expression has not changed, but several other disciplines are somewhat unwilling.

“Master, Chu is the First Senior Brother of My Dragon, and its strength is extraordinary...”

"Yes, Master, the last time Yun Yunfeng and Fu Hufeng came to make trouble, is First Senior Brother ..."

……

On that day, Chu Yan gave a lesson to the people of Fuhu and Yunyu, and gave the seized loot to everyone. They only left the dark green flying sword of Lin Feng, plus the power of Chu Yan, all the disciples. They are all convinced, and they have come out to maintain it.

"Take your dear to shut up!"

Qi Tianlie sang coldly snorted, everyone did not dare to say it again, listen to its faint saying: "The seed discipline has always been divided by the cultivation base, the ghost!"

The ghost's head slammed out and suddenly squeezed a few fragments to breathe.

"How, the strength of the ghost head has reached the Eleventh Layer peak in the Qi Condensation period, the Meng Qi strength also has the Qi Condensation period Ninth Layer, and Chu Yan's strength is only the Qi Condensation period Eighth Layer. I want to make such a person a seed. Disciple don't be laughed at."

At the time of Qi Tianlie's words, eyes stared at Chu Yan, but Chu Yan was a light face, not full of color.

"Master, I am willing to quit, give the position to the Chu teacher..."

"no need!"

Chu Yan's cold words interrupted Hua Mengqi, and instead he smiled and aligned with Tian Lie: "The teacher said it is!"

"Well, if that's the case, Chu Yan, don't give it to the teacher!"

"Follow the Master's Decree!"

Chu Yan smiled a little, turned and walked out of the house, but the heart was cold, how to participate in a knockout, but now it has not yet reached Qi Tianlie.

The first round of the draw was quickly over. In order to avoid the weakening of the same peak, the discipline of each peak in the first round will not compete with its own disciples.

"No. 8 Taiwan, Feilong Peak Chu Yan vs. Yunyufeng Zhou Hongwen."

The bright voice of the referee Elder spread throughout the square.

"Would you like to start?"

Chu Yan smiled a little, but the blood began to boiling. At this moment, he has been waiting for a long time!