C988 In front of the Martial Spirit Monument
C988 In front of the Martial Spirit Monument
A moment later, the Sword Soul withdrew and a bright, translucent stream of light flew down from the Inner court's Third level Mountain.
After the brilliance dissipated, a tall figure walked out from within.
"Mingyue, you're here!"
This person was Ling Tian. He walked forward, held Qin Mingyue's hand, looked at it, and laughed: "Looks like it's better than I expected."
"Of course."
Qin Mingyue smiled sweetly, "You're not bad too!"
"That's a must!"
Qin Mingyue looked at the time, "However, I don't know if I'll make it in time."
"Don't worry, we'll make it in time!"
Ling Tian smiled, then extended his hand out. In the next moment, a shining golden war horse appeared out of thin air.
"This is ?" "Xiao Qing?!"
Qin Mingyue looked at the dignified golden warhorse in front of him. For a moment, she was also a little surprised.
The body of this war horse was resplendent like a golden cast. Its muscles were lined with lines and it was extremely handsome. The pair of golden wings on its back was especially dazzling in the dark of the night.
"Hur hur, that's right. How is it? Isn't the appearance pretty good?"
Ling Tian patted the Xiao Qing's head and the latter roared towards the sky with a voice as loud as a dragon's.
"Not bad, not bad. It seems that after the Xiao Qing advanced, its speed would increase even more."
Qin Mingyue nodded.
"Hurry, let's see if he can make it to Julong Mountain!"
Ling Tian got on the horse and pulled Qin Mingyue up. In the next moment, the Xiao Qing flew out of the horse's body, turned into a ray of golden light and rushed into the sky.
High up in the sky, the Xiao Qing was moving as fast as lightning, its speed almost twice as fast as before!
Everywhere they passed, streaks of golden light and Shadow were left behind, causing all the passersby and Martial Cultivator below to be dumbstruck!
In the blink of an eye, two days passed.
The Longmen Large Scale, which was held once every three years, officially opened today.
Before dawn, the Dragon Gate Plaza was already filled with people. As far as the eye could see, it was filled with people's heads. The entire Southern Gate's Forbidden Army moved out, under the command of the Four Great s, maintaining order.
Martial Cultivator from the various great Palace Courtyard s rushed over one after another.
Amidst the guards and the envious looks of the Martial Cultivator, they slowly walked into the Dragon Gate Plaza.
At this time, at the plaza's entrance stood an extremely towering stele.
There were thousands upon thousands of different colored totems engraved on the stele. If one looked carefully, they were all diagrams of the Martial Soul.
This was no different from the Martial Soul Monuments erected in the Palace Courtyard s. It was just that, it was even more majestic.
And all the participating Martial Cultivator s, before entering the Spring Dragon Square, had to once again inspect the Martial Soul and record the records.
This was also the first match that the s would compete for before they reached the Longmen Large Scale s.
"Look, Kunwu Academic Palace, as the number one school in Southern Tang, has entered the stage first!"
At this time, a clamor suddenly came from the crowd, as they all stretched their heads out to look at the Martial Soul Monument.
At this time, a group of student dressed in their robes entered the stage.
As the number one school in Southern Tang, Kunwu Academic Palace had a large number of participants, numbering thousands.
Moreover, they were all imposing and vigorous.
Standing at the front of my group, shockingly, is Shen Tianlian, Lin Feifan and the others.
The three of them were the current heaven's pride level experts of the Kunwu Academic Palace's Heaven Battling List.
", please come forward and test your Martial Soul!"
The Martial Officer shouted, and Shen Tianlian was the first one to step forward.
Now that he was the leader of the Heaven Battling List, Shen Tianlian was the focus of everyone's attention. Seeing that he was about to go up and inspect the Martial Soul, everyone held their breath, watching the spectacular scene that was about to occur.
Shen Tianlian stood in front of the Martial Soul's monument and chuckled. His face was filled with the arrogance of a ruler descending upon the world.
He reached out his hand and slapped it on the stele.
Weng! *
In an instant, the stele buzzed, and a ray of black light flew out of Shen Tianlian's palm, charging straight up.
in an instant, he had directly broken through the eighth floor of the stele and stepped into the first nine layers!
The jet black light did not slow down, and continued to rampage within the nine layers. In the end, it directly charged to the center of the nine layers!
"Hiss!" It is indeed the Martial Soul of the Black Qilin, one of the ninth grade! "
"This level of Martial Soul is simply inferior to that of the royal family, it's too strong!"
"Yeah, just by relying on this level of Martial Soul, he, Shen Tianlian, can be placed in an invincible position!"
Everyone looked at the black Qilin totem on the stele and exclaimed.
The height of Shen Tianlian was simply too difficult to reach.
"Haha, seeing the Martial Soul of the Eldest Brother again today, truly makes one revere it! "Junior brother, you are not as good as me!"
Lin Feifan laughed.
"Haha, no need for Junior Brother to be modest. Once I obtain chief of Longmen in my hands, the second place will depend on you!"
Shen Tianlian retreated, and laughed.
"Don't worry senior brother, leave it to us!"
Wearing a green robe, Lin Feifan stepped forward, and with one hand, he placed his also directly on top of the stele.
In an instant, a hint of green fluorescent light shot up to the sky, instantly piercing through the eighth floor, and only stopped at the end of the first nine layers.
"Tsk tsk, a ninth grade Azure Scaled Horned Dragon!" "It really is extraordinary!"
"That's right, although this green scaled horned dragon is only a low level dragon, no matter what, it is still a dragon's Martial Soul! "Your talent is terrifying!"
Seeing Lin Feifan's Martial Soul, everyone praised him without holding back.
After Lin Feifan, it was now the turn of the third place holder of Kunwu Academic Palace, Yang Guang to step forward.
This Yang Guang was tall and sturdy, his face was like a jujube, and he looked big and tall.
He stepped forward in a muffled voice, and without saying a word, pressed down on top of the stele.
A ray of wooden light soared into the skies, finally landing on the top of the eighth floor.
"Although there are no Grade Nine Martial Spirit in the Yang Family now, this twenty-three meter long Kui Wooden Golden Ape of Yang Guang's is actually extremely powerful, and is catching up to the divine body!"
"Un, that's right. This time, the Yang Family values the Longmen Large Scale quite highly as well!"
With Shen Tianlian and Lin Feifan's Grade Nine Martial Spirit in front of them, Yang Guang's Martial Soul would not be able to cause a sensation.
Immediately after, all the student s finished recording and retreated to the back of the stele, waiting for the rest of the Palace Courtyard s to go up on stage.
"Xuanji Monastery, please enter the Martial Soul!"
Following the chorus, the academies of the Mystery also came forward.
Although in terms of numbers, they couldn't compare to Kungwu, there were still more than two thousand.
And Cui Zhan who was walking right in the front, wearing a purple gold python robe, had an imposing appearance.
He stepped forward, and with a warm smile on his face, he directly slammed the Martial Soul Monument!
Weng! *
This time, the Martial Soul Monument shook violently once again, and a beam of resplendent golden light shot out explosively. It shot into the sky, past the eighth level, and directly stopped at the highest point under the nine layers.