parentshiftbook Chapter 385 The Cl1 Of The Ancient Power, The Assessment That Nangong Junchen Is About To Face
Chapter 385 The Cl1 Of The Ancient Power, The Assessment That Nangong Junchen Is About To Face
This person's strength is very strong, possibly far higher than himself.
Nangong Junchen found that he couldn't see through this person's cultivation, and guessed that this person was already a saint, maybe even stronger.
"If the Heavenly Dao Receiver appears, will you go with him?" the man asked.
Nangong Junchen was stunned for a moment, always feeling that this person's words were strange, but he seemed to mean something.
He didn't forget why he came to the second layer of Chaos Heaven, looking for the opportunity of the Holy Avenue, not discussing something with this person here.
But from another level, this person's appearance here must be related to some kind of test, or institution, etc. Maybe to break through to the realm of the Holy Avenue, you must pass this person.
"I haven't stepped into the realm of the Holy Avenue, and I'm still far away from that ascension. I don't know the answer." Nangong Junchen thought for a while and said.
"Oh? I understand. It turns out that you came here to find the opportunity of the Holy Avenue."
The man was stunned, as if he had thought of something, and said, "You came from the outside world. Do you know what the situation in the Heavenly Desolate God Realm is now?"
"Heavenly Desolate God Realm?"
Nangong Junchen was stunned for a moment, not sure what this person was thinking, and said, "The Heavenly Desolate God Realm is generally not bad, but it is isolated from the outside world due to some kind of restriction."
"Knew it!"
The man's expression was gloomy, his eyes slowly turned to the sculpture, and he sighed, "Is it worth it at the price of one world for the sake of ascension?"
The sculpture doesn't answer.
The man obviously didn't get any answers.
He turned his head, looked at Nangong Junchen and said, "Since you are here for the opportunity of the Holy Avenue, get ready."
"Um?"
Nangong Junchen was stunned for a moment, and asked curiously, "Senior did you mean, test?"
"You really should call me a senior."
The man's eyes were far away, as if he was recalling something, and immediately said, "I'll introduce myself first, my name is Chen Yi. My true identity is a clone of Chen Jiu."
"Chen Jiu is the founder of the Heavenly Desolate God Realm, which is him."
Chen looked at the sculpture with a mocking look on his face, and he continued, "Chen Jiu left my avatar here before he was about to soar, and let me guard this opportunity for him. A place to wait for someone to come.”
"For thousands of years, you are the first person to enter this place, so you are qualified to know my identity."
Nangong Junchen was shocked, he didn't expect this person to be the clone of the ancient power.
"Senior Chen Jiu, has the ascension succeeded?" Nangong Junchen asked subconsciously.
"No." Chen Yi replied.
Nangong Junchen sighed. According to the information he had previously obtained, the ancient might not succeeded in ascension, and finally fell on the way to ascension.
Now that he has been admitted by the clone of the ancient master, he still feels a little pity.
Today's Nangong Junchen, the goal is not limited to the Holy Road, his goal is to soar.
In the past, there was an ancient power, and there was a Mingyang empress. After exhausting all means, he still failed to ascend successfully, which all showed that it was difficult to ascend.
I don't know if the ancient great master left any memory, the cultivation experience of such a strong man must be invaluable.
"Chen Jiu's memory is in that temple."
As soon as Chen saw Nangong Junchen's mind, he said lightly.
Nangong Junchen's eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes also turned to the temple.
The next moment, he suddenly realized that in order to get Chen Jiu's memory, he must pass Chen Yi's assessment.
"Defeat me and you can get Chen Jiu's memory."
"And, the opportunity of the Holy Avenue."
Chen Yi opened his mouth again, the breath all over his body burst out suddenly, and the overwhelming power suddenly filled the whole world.
With a breath, I went straight to the Holy Avenue.
After a breath, he climbed directly to the pinnacle of the Holy Avenue.
Depend on!
Nangong Junchen couldn't help but burst into foul language in his heart, defeating a holy road peak, how is this possible?
This can't be played!
He looked at Chen Yi, and felt absurd. This is an impossible assessment at all!
Wait, there must be a way to break this game.
Otherwise, what's the point of the final assessment reward being the opportunity of the Holy Avenue?
Nangong Junchen quickly suppressed the horror in his heart, and his eyes quickly firmed up.
The other party's dust saw Nangong Junchen's performance in his eyes, and he nodded slightly at this moment, and there were a few hints of approval in his eyes.
But just having a strong will is not enough!
...
Just when Nangong Junchen was facing the dust.
Mingyang Tianyu, outside the Empress Palace.
More than a dozen puppets in the realm of avenues, the battle with the ghost-faced army has heated up.
Countless runes shattered, countless voids shattered, and the two sides fought until the sky was silent, as if the end of the world had come.
"Puff puff……"
Dozens of ghost-faced armies directly shattered into blood mist, and there were also several avenues of puppets that suffered huge blows, and their bodies were smashed to pieces.
"Boom!"
These Dao puppets, whose bodies were hit hard, were soon hit harder.
More than a dozen ghost-faced armies formed a huge blockade, and then they all exploded, and the immortal peak suddenly blew up together, and the entire sky was filled with dazzling flames.
Countless people were briefly blinded and covered in aurora.
In the void, Wutian smiled faintly: "Speaking of which, this trick is also thanks to the inspiration of the Burial God."
He Yan echoed: "It's just that no matter how many god-burial powerhouses there are, they can't compare to the Ghost Face Army!"
Chaos Heavenly Emperor and the others were frightened when they watched, the ghost-faced army was so desperate to play, if it was them, they would definitely not be able to retreat.
What is the origin of these ghost-faced soldiers?
It is truly terrifying that the Heavenly Desolate God Realm can cultivate so many strong men!
It seems that this action is absolutely foolproof.
Chaos Heavenly Emperor and the others have soared in their hearts, but they are also thinking that the ghost-faced army is so strong, and the credit of these people will be greatly weakened.
This is also something that can't be done, after all, strength is still respected.
Boom!
The explosion in the sky continued for dozens of breaths before stopping.
The flames of the explosion dissipated, and one after another figure reappeared in the sight of everyone.
On the Empress' side, there were only five Dao Puppets left, and the rest of the Dao Puppets were either smashed to pieces and fell to the ground, or there were no bones left.
On the ghost-faced army's side, half of the two hundred ghost-faced troops were killed or wounded, leaving only forty or so standing in the air.
In the wheel battle, kill eight hundred enemies and lose one thousand.
Wutian and the others looked cold. Although they expected losses, they were still somewhat unacceptable for the current losses.
"It seems that Empress Mingyang, these puppets, are very resistant to beating!"
Wutian's words were cold, like a volcano about to erupt.
Pavilion Master Tianji smiled indifferently and said, "After all, it is the puppet of the Empress, how can you underestimate it?"
While speaking, he glanced at Chaos Heavenly Emperor and Hailan, intentionally or unintentionally.
The two of them trembled, knowing the meaning of the Tianji Pavilion Master's look. At this time, they could no longer hide and watch the show. They had to make a move, otherwise it would be as they thought, when the Mingyang Tianyu was divided up. , they may not get a piece of the pie.
"Pavilion Master, leave these people to me."
"And I."
Chaos Heavenly Emperor and Hai Lan immediately took the initiative to stand up.
Pavilion Master Tianji nodded approvingly. He suddenly had a thought, why hasn't the next batch of ghost-faced troops arrived yet? Nothing will happen, right?