Chapter 505 The real master is here!

Early morning.

Dawn.

The sun rises in the east, and the sky is a little pale.

Of course.

Martial Arts Cliff.

It has long been crowded with people, and this former martial arts holy land has also ushered in a glory that does not belong to it. The reason why Martial Arts Cliff is famous is that a cultivator in the human emperor realm left a legacy here in the past, waiting for the destined person, so that the geniuses from the land of hundreds of countries rushed here.

Moreover, because of the battle between Chu Xun and Ye Wushuang in the past, the reputation of this place was completely resounding, resulting in it being hot in recent years, but never as hot as it is today.

Looking around.

On the top of each mountain.

There stood powerful cultivators, who were far beyond the human emperor realm. Some of them were filled with sacred luster, some exuded Buddha light, and some drove terrible monsters. Although they restrained their breath, the pressure made people feel trembling and panic, and made the people who were born and raised here tremble.

So many strong people.

All came here together.

It made people tremble, and at the same time, this place that did not belong to the Martial Arts Cliff ushered in its unprecedented glory.

Martial Arts Cliff Place.

Yuzhou Saint.

Zhanzhou Zhanzi.

Chenzhou Saint.

They had already arrived here, and they were not alone. Behind them were a large group of cultivators, including young geniuses, middle-aged and elderly pillars, and strong middle-class people from their respective forces. Now they looked around and exclaimed in amazement.

"Terrible!"

"So many people from various forces gathered together." A white-haired old man behind the Yuzhou Saint saw a group of Confucian scholars from Ruzhou not far away, dressed in white. They were dressed in Confucian robes and looked arrogant, as if they had a natural contempt and underestimation for other cultivators.

Next to the Confucian monks were a group of rangers from Jianzhou. Before, the wandering rangers from Jianzhou were despised by these Confucian scholars, but the events of Huangzhou also made them respect the rangers a little, and they were able to be ranked beside them.

On the left was a group of people from Daozhou, led by the leader of the Shenxiao Sect, who was waiting here with a large number of Taoist disciples to watch the battle!

Then he looked over.

Those ancient forces.

Some people also came.

Yinyang Family.

Jietian Sect.

The Ninth Peak.

Liuli Palace.

These were all major forces in Zhongzhou, especially when they saw the Saint Son of Jietian Sect, who had never appeared in the turmoil of Jiuzhou before, and who had come here in the world, surrounded by the terrible charm of the Great Dao, which was obviously a sign of a breakthrough to the Quasi-Emperor.

In addition to them, these people were even more shocked to see that several strange old men with childlike faces and white hair suddenly appeared. At first, no one recognized them, but as they gradually stared at them, some people woke up belatedly and couldn't help but say in horror: "Isn't that Taoist Nanming? Didn't he die a long time ago? How come he is still alive?"

And as they looked over, they found that there was more than one such strong man, but several of them were rumored to be dead, but suddenly revived and came here to watch.

This made people tremble.

This fight.

What is the reputation for?

It is too shocking.

"Wow!"

Some cultivators sensed the strangeness between heaven and earth, looked up, and saw a towering Dharma image suddenly descending from the sky. The Dharma image was huge and boundless, as if it was as high as the sky, stepping on the wild land, with the vast starry sky above its head, and appeared in this world.

"Who is that?"

"Martial God!"

People exclaimed, recognizing this powerful Martial God who had long been famous in Jiuzhou, especially the one who almost hunted down the ancestor of Tianyan Holy Land alone some time ago. Although he worked together with Ye Wushuang, ordinary cultivators still thought he did it alone.

Therefore.

The Dharma image descended.

It caused such panic.

"Buzz!"

Another Dharma image fell from the sky in the sky. This time it was a middle-aged man in purple robes. He had a square face, firm eyes, and a majestic aura on his body. People couldn't help but exclaimed: "The leader of Jietian Sect!"

This is a big shot.

A real Jiuzhou giant.

"Pop!"

Another powerful Dharma image descended, and this time, people looked at it and saw only a savage man with a naked upper body and armor covering only the important parts. His blood was boiling like the ocean, and every move was filled with the most primitive tyranny and brute force. He was an out-and-out warrior, the Quasi-Emperor of Zhanzhou!

After him.

Yuzhou Holy Land.

Jianzhou Holy Land.

The Quasi-Emperor-level strongmen of these two forces also dropped their Dharma images here, making the people watching the battle below feel trembling. The strong men who were rarely seen in the past appeared at this moment, dropping their Dharma images here, making them, who were already full of expectations, even more excited and unable to restrain themselves.

"Swish!"

Abruptly.

A Buddhist Dharma image chanting Buddhist Sanskrit and surrounded by sacred Buddha light descended. It was the Buddhist Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. Behind the Dharma image's head, a big sun rose slowly. Its brilliance was so bright that the strong men of the level of Jianzhou Quasi-Emperor and Yuzhou Quasi-Emperor were slightly dimmed.

The only ones who could stand side by side with him and still shine were the leader of the Jietian Sect, the head of the Yinyang Family, and the head of the Ninth Peak.

"Buzz!"

I thought it was over, but a group of Dharma images with a hazy light blue glow descended, making people realize that a real big shot has arrived.

The Ji Imperial Clan.

This supreme imperial clan.

There were also quasi-emperors watching the battle.

"Swoosh!"

As another magnificent Dharma image descended, suppressing all the brilliance in an instant, even the Dharma image of the God of War was eclipsed by it, people just revealed their shocking emotions, looking at the majestic man with the imperial crown on his head and the imperial robe in disbelief, and seeing a pair of eyes that were indifferent to the common people from under the imperial crown.

This made people tremble in the soul.

He said in horror: "The Qin Emperor actually came to the Dharma image in person. Is this battle really so terrifying?"

He looked up again.

They knew.

The Qin Emperor had come.

The others.

The dean of the academy.

The old Taoist priest of the Taoist sect.

The emperor of the Yuhua Dynasty.

will also come.

This made their thoughts surge, and they were shocked by the arrival of these supreme figures, and looked forward to this duel. At the same time, they also secretly hoped that the Zhenwu Great Saint Ye Wushuang would not be defeated so quickly. Even if these top giants praised Ye Wushuang, the low-level cultivators did not know it.

They only thought.

Under the saint.

Chu Xun is invincible!

Zhenwu Holy Land.

That day.

A tremendous change took place, and the dilapidated sect turned into a supreme and magnificent holy land in one day. Above the Zhenwu Holy Land, there was a black-robed man sitting cross-legged. He had been meditating here for three days with his eyes closed, and now he opened his eyes faintly.

Black eyes.

Dark and deep.

The black robe on his body floated with the wind, stirring up some waves, and the hair on his temples was slowly blown away. He opened his eyes faintly and said softly: "Three days have come!"

Huangzhou.

Wudao Cliff.

A pair of eyes looked over and saw the black-robed young man slowly walking out from the direction of Zhenwu Holy Land. Everyone held their breath and whispered to themselves: "The master is here!"