Celestial Venerable's Rebirth

Chapter 283

The super elder of Wanbao Shenzong's eyes were frozen and then shook his head. Obviously, he didn't notice the group of long Qingtian just now and didn't see how long Qingtian shot.

Song Zhen, who fought against Han Chen of the ninth emperor of Taiqing Dynasty, couldn't help but turn his head and look over. He was shocked when he saw the tragedy of iron hunting on the ground.

At this time, long Qingtian walked slowly over and looked at the unparalleled iron hunter who was lying on the ground with constant convulsions, seven orifices bleeding and screaming. He said indifferently, "what's the taste of good luck?"

Iron Hunter screamed and twitched while glaring at Dragon Qingtian with his eyes. He shot an amazing killing intention. In the scream, he shouted intermittently: "boy, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

"Kill me?" long Qingtian sneered and slowly raised his right hand.

Just as long Qingtian wanted to clap his right hand and thoroughly understand the iron hunting, suddenly a cry rang out: "stop!"

Long Qingtian saw that the person who spoke was Fang Quan, the great elder of Wanbao Shenzong. When Fang Quan spoke, long Qingtian sneered in his heart. He wanted to see what Fang Quan wanted to say.

"Sir, he has lost. There is no need to start again," said Fang Quan, the great elder of Wanbao Shenzong.

"There's no need to do it again?" long Qingtian sneered. If he were lying on the ground now, Fang Quan, the great elder of Wanbao God sect, wouldn't say so.

How could it be such a coincidence that I joined the iron hunting team?

Long Qingtian naturally knows that Fang Quan, the great elder of Wanbao Shenzong, is the ghost.

Long Qingtian ignored each other, raised his hand and slapped the iron hunter on the ground.

"Bold!" Fang Quan, the great elder of Wanbao Shenzong, saw that long Qingtian ignored his words. His eyes were angry, he flew and slapped long Qingtian.

Long Qingtian's left palm greeted him, and his right palm continued to beat the iron Hunter lying on the ground.

A figure rolled in the air, fell on the hall and retreated. At the same time, the scream of iron hunter before he died rang in the hall.

Fang Quan, the elder of Wanbao Shenzong, looked and saw that iron hunter's chest was deeply depressed by a huge palm print and had not moved!

He looked at the Dragon Qingtian in surprise and anger.

He didn't expect that the strength of long Qingtian was so strong that he was infinitely close to the strong man of the ancient god. If there was no accident, he could break through in a hundred years, but he was shocked back by a small God level four strong man!

In full view of the public, he watched iron Hunter die in front of him, which was a great shame to him!

"You!" Fang quannu pointed to dragon Qingtian.

Dragon Qing said coldly, "why? People of Wanbao Shenzong can intervene in the competition?"

Fang Quan wanted to say more. At this time, Wu Cheng, the supreme elder of Wanbao Shenzong, shouted, "Fang Quan."

"Supreme elder!" Fang Quan turned his head and said hurriedly.

"Get back!" Wu Cheng continued.

"Yes, the supreme elder!" Fang Quan could only respectfully answer yes. He stepped aside and looked at long Qingtian with vicious eyes and strong hatred.

Long Qingtian's face was indifferent.

"The elder of our sect didn't want to interfere in your competition just now. Don't be surprised, my friend." Wu Cheng, the supreme elder of Wanbao Shenzong, said to long Qingtian.

Since Wu Chengdu, the supreme elder of Wanbao Shenzong, said so, long Qingtian didn't say anything.

After a while, the first round of competition ended.

Song Zhen, the young leader of the golden tiger sect, also defeated his opponents and entered the next round of competition, but he stepped back and looked at long Qingtian with strange eyes when he came to long Qingtian.

"How?" dragon Qingtian said.

"Oh, brother longchen hid it so hard for me. I didn't expect that brother longchen was so strong. I was worried earlier." Song Zhen, the young leader of the golden tiger sect, smiled awkwardly.

Long Qingtian said with a smile, "your strength is also good."

Song Zhen's opponent, Han Chen of the ninth emperor of Taiqing, is also very strong. He is also the seventh peak of God level, but Song Zhen can still defeat this Han Chen. From this point, we can see Song Zhen's strength.

Song Zhen was embarrassed when she heard the speech.

After the first round, there is the second round of competition.

In the second round of competition, long Qingtian's opponent was a strong man who stepped into the seven peaks of the ancient god level. It can be said that he was one of the strongest people in many God levels.

Is this a coincidence?

Long Qingtian looked at Fang Quan, the great elder of Wanbao Shenzong, standing on the hall with a proud sneer on his face, and his face was indifferent.

Finally, naturally, long Qingtian still easily defeated his opponent.

Looking at the second round, long Qingtian still easily defeated his opponent. Fang Quan, the elder of Wanbao Shenzong, naturally didn't look so good.

After the second round, followed by the third round, long Qingtian also easily defeated his opponent.

The third round ends with the fourth round.

Finally, 28 places were released.

Long Qingtian and Song Zhen, the young leader of the golden tiger sect, both entered.

In addition to long Qingtian, Song Zhen, the leader of the golden tiger sect, is twenty-seven people. They are all the strong seven peaks of God level. Long Qingtian enters and makes everyone look at him.

"What's the strength of the young man of longchen? Do you see?" Wu Cheng, the supreme elder of Wanbao Shenzong, looked at longchen among the 28 people and said to Xuanye, another supreme elder.

Xuanye, the supreme elder of Wanbao Shenzong, pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "it can only be said that it is unfathomable!"

Wu Cheng took a deep breath and nodded secretly.

In the four competitions, long Qingtian was a strong man who easily defeated those who stepped into the realm of ancient gods, and there were no more than two moves in the four competitions!

Although he can also do it, he is the double peak of ancient gods, and long Qingtian is only a god level quadruple, which is shocking.

In the Chicheng star region, there is not a genius like long Qingtian who can defeat his opponent across levels, but the strong man who stepped into the ancient god can be counted with a slap.

"Congratulations on your passing the competition." after a while, Wu Cheng withdrew his mind and said to the crowd: "however, although I believe that your weapon refining level is above the middle level of the great master of weapon refining, next, I'd like to invite you to show your skill on the spot and let us see your weapon refining level."

In fact, this time, when recruiting 49 Keqing elders, the divine level strength is only the second, and the most important thing is the level of refining tools.

"I'll present the ugliness first." it was the ancestor of the green snake who said that. With a flash of light in his hand, a black tripod appeared. On the black tripod, an ancient picture was painted.

"Is this the black king tripod?!"

"The 73rd black king tripod!"

Seeing heiding, someone exclaimed at the scene.

In the Chicheng star region, the alchemy tripod furnace also ranks. All the tripod furnaces that can enter the top 100 are the best tripod furnaces in the Chicheng star region, and the evil god tripod obtained by long Qingtian ranks seventh.

Hearing the exclamation of the people around him, the old green snake looked proud. Then he held his left hand, and the black king tripod rose into the air. The old green snake drank, waved countless materials, and fell into the tripod furnace. Then he pointed to the tripod furnace with both hands. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)