At 700 ters, it was called the upper third-class spiritual resource in ancient tis. It was a real evildoer. Corresponding to today’s upper third-rate power, the great powers of the Lingwu Continent demanded their disciples by ancient standards. Such a genius, third-rate , Second-rate and even first-rate forces are willing to cultivate!
Those who can cross 700 ters, from ancient tis to the present, among the countless ascendants, are very few, almost every one can leave a glorious period in the history of Lingwu Continent...
At 800 ters, that is another level of genius. In ancient tis, if the third-class spiritual resources were only considered as excellent aptitudes, the second-class spiritual resources could be regarded as unique geniuses even in the ancient tis. Once a person appears, first-class forces will compete for it!
The 900-ter cultivator, no matter what the era, is the best peerless genius. With the power of this genius, almost all will usher in prosperity for thousands of years!
And the one who arrived at the end of the kiloter had surpassed the limits of Lingwu Continent, and existed in the legend, even the first-class forces did not dare to imagine the existence.
At the end of the draw, the first group of ascending immortals simultaneously stepped on the ascending avenue.
In an instant, a huge force ca, and at the sa ti, the soul shook, and the invisible evil pressure pressed the mind, as if hearing a whisper in the ear, persuading them to retreat, warning them of how dangerous their future is.
However, these people are all the best beings on the plane they belong to, and they move forward almost completely unaffected!
However, there are still so speeds and slows. A purple-clothed boy leads the way and rushes forward. The second place is almost two hundred ters behind him!
This person is the seventh-ranked existence on the ascending immortal list, nad Xia Zhu, possessing a special body of wind and thunder, and it is said that he is also proficient in the mystical technique of spiritual thoughts.
This person ran all the way, until the speed of 500 ters, the speed dropped, and the fastest behind him just passed 300 ters.
Xia Zhu reached the position of 500 ters, and there was a cheering in the field, faintly calling Xia Zhu's na.
Amidst the cheers of the mountain whistling and the tsunami, a thunderbolt in the clear sky suddenly sounded on Shengxian Avenue!
A silver-white thunder light lingered on Xia Zhu's purple clothes, and a pair of azure colors condensed behind him, exuding a phantom of pure wind and spiritual power!
Xia Zhu felt like the **** of thunder ca to the world, the phantom vibrated, and accelerated again, reaching the position of 600 ters before the speed dropped, but still relaxed and moved forward.
Behind him, most of the immortals were struggling at three to four hundred ters, and so even couldn't support them before reaching three hundred ters, unable to move forward.
650 ters, pass!
Xia Zhu's pressure increased sharply after 650 ters, and every ti he took a step forward, the thunder light all over his body flickered violently.
Six hundred and ninety-five ters!
Xia Zhu gritted his teeth, trembling all over, almost unable to take any further steps. Everyone present had already held their breath, and even so of the first-class forces had been watching Xia Zhu, obviously interested.
Xia Zhu suddenly grasped a purple-black long sword and shouted angrily: "Heaven and Earth Profound Thunder, protect my body, Thunder King's magic appearance, now!"
A black thunder light soared from the sword, tearing the space apart, and a majestic shadow of the magical image of a magic sword in his hand appeared behind Xia Zhu. At this ti, the thunder light on Xia Zhu's body also turned black!
At the sa ti, his aura changed, revealing a horrible aura. He slashed forward at the sa ti as the thod behind him, and the black thunder light turned into the shape of an angry dragon, tearing everything that was blocking Xia Zhu, Xia Zhu 'S figure moved forward again with the roar of the angry dragon!
Six hundred and ninety six, six hundred and ninety seven... Seven hundred!
Xia Zhu has passed 700 ters!
The square was still silent, because Xia Zhu was still advancing!
Seven hundred and one hundred, seven hundred and two... Seven hundred and nine, the angry dragon transford by the black thunder light finally ran out of strength and disappeared in the air, and Xia Zhu finally stopped.
There was a fierce cheers in the field! A peerless evildoer with third-class spiritual resources was born!
And Xia Zhu, at the mont he gave up moving forward, was teleported out of Shengxian Avenue, his face was full of pride!
At the sa ti, on a huge stone tablet in the square, Xia Zhu's na appeared, along with the number 709, which symbolized his achievents!
Those who have passed 700 ters, their nas will appear on this monunt.
These people, it can be said that they have reached the sky in one step, and they will be able to join the great power of Lingwu Continent imdiately and receive treatnt that ordinary people can't imagine.
Soon, in the second group, it was unremarkable, ranking sixth on the ascension list, and the eighth geniuses were all in this group, but they only passed 600 ters. Although it was good, in the face of the miracle created by Xia Zhu, But they are much inferior.
The third group is equally plain.
In the fourth group, there was one person who attracted everyone's attention, but instead of ushering in cheers, it was a boo!
This person was nad Lu Xuan, and he ca from a low-spirited world. That world ranked third in the Lingwu Continent, which was much higher than Kunlun.
The cultivation base is only the realm of God King, even a few points lower than Ye Chen.
At this ti, he is struggling hard at the 200-ter position. This is not entirely due to the realm. On Shengxian Avenue, the realm will be suppressed to a certain extent, but the cultivation realm can still see a certain level of qualification~ mtlnovel~ The slow practice may not be entirely due to environntal reasons.
"Hahaha, this rubbish, I can't walk after only 200 ters?"
"Anyone who rises to an immortal is a genius. I see my dog can go farther than him."
"Hahaha, trash, give up quickly, don't be ashad."
Huang Can looked at Lu Xuan, as if he had seen Ye Chen's future, and he felt happy for a while. He had less than 300 ters of qualifications to work as a handyman for Shengxian Pavilion. He had to consider whether to accept it.
Lu Xuan's eyes were bloodshot and he almost shed tears in countless insults. He was able to beco the ascendant of his plane, indeed, a large part of the reason was because his family, the Lu family, was the most powerful existence there.
However, he himself is indeed considered a genius. His hotown is similar to Kunlun Xu, and there are very few people who can cultivate to the Divine King stage, even in the Lu Family, but he Lu Xuan did it!
He has always been proud. When has he received such insults? At this ti, he even has the desire to die, but when his mood is shaken, it is even more difficult to move forward.
"Co on, you can do it."
A faint voice sounded, but it overwheld everyone's cursing. Lu Xuan looked at the man and saw that it was a young man in his twenties.
The young man's eyes are firm, his pupils are deep and mysterious, his hands are held behind him, as if he is proud of the world!
More importantly, this young man is also in the Divine King Realm!
Divine King Realm as shaful as him!
In the eyes of many geniuses, the humble Divine King Realm!
This young man is Ye Chen!
Although Ye Chen and Lu Xuan did not know each other, he knew what it was like to be bullied, he knew what it was like to be rejected by a huge group, and he knew the pain when a proud person's self-esteem was trampled underfoot.
However, Lu Xuan still did not give up.
Isn't this worthy of his encouragent?
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