Chapter 1160

Ji Xuan stared at the desolate crystal suspended in the air, and her heart trembled slightly.

He had heard some elders mention before that the master had a supernatural object against heaven. It was precisely because of that supernatural object that he was appreciated by the former famine Lord and accepted as his own disciple.

Is this the divine thing?

The famine Lord glanced over their faces and saw the shocking color on their faces. He smiled: "this is the crystal of desolation."

"I once heard the master mention that there are some extremely extraordinary gods between heaven and earth, which are bred by heaven and earth. Shenjing is one of them!" Murong Guangzhao looked excited and looked a little fanatical in his eyes.

Qin Xuan looked at Xiang Mu Rong Guangzhao. On weekdays, Mu Rong Guangzhao's temperament was arrogant, as if he regarded everything as nothing. He didn't expect to show such an attitude, but it was also very normal. With the temptation of Shenjing, even saints could not resist, let alone a person in the realm of Yuan emperor.

"The crystal of desolation is the key to this secret place." The famine Lord said, and then his palm pushed forward. He saw the desolate crystal floating towards the statue as if under the action of an invisible force.

I saw a wisp of gray light diffuse from the desolate crystal and constantly pour into the statue. Then a scene that surprised everyone appeared. The statue seemed to be alive. The dark color on the surface disappeared and replaced by a dazzling golden brilliance, which was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

"This is..." Qin Xuan looked shocked, and the statue seemed to resonate with the desolate crystal, so that the strength of the desolate crystal could be transferred to the statue and let the statue reproduce its light.

Gradually, the light emitted by the statue became more and more dazzling and powerful to the extreme. A vast force poured out of the statue and enveloped all areas on the ninth floor.

"Bang." A light sound came from the statue. At the next moment, the eyes of the statue lit up, as if they were opened, showing a dark gray luster. Staring at Qin Xuan, Huang Zhu and others, those eyes seemed to come from the ancient past, containing the meaning of endless vicissitudes, and people would fall into them at a glance.

Seeing this, Ouyang Huang was startled and quickly bowed down and said, "the 17th famine Lord Ouyang Huang paid homage to his ancestors!"

Seeing this, Qin Xuan bowed to the statue one after another. They looked respectful, but their hearts were quite restless. Did the ancestors who had fallen for countless years still have ideas in this world? This is terrible.

The statue's eyes showed a confused color. After a long time, it spit out a hoarse voice: "has it been the 17th term?"

"Exactly." Ouyang Huang said.

Then the three of Qin Xuan felt an invisible idea sweeping over them. The statue asked, "why do they only have the cultivation in the realm of emperor yuan?"

"These three people are the best among the descendants selected by the wasteland. They have infinite potential in the future. Therefore, I want to send them to the wasteland to understand, understand more stable and powerful rules and prepare for the future." Ouyang Huangdao said that people who have entered the wasteland are the peak of the imperial realm. He entered the wasteland to find an opportunity to become a saint. His practice can be said to be unprecedented.

"The best three." The statue whispered, and then his eyes seemed to look at Qin Xuan and said again: "in the past, those who entered the wasteland were the peak of the emperor's realm. However, since he called you unparalleled in talent, he showed one or two. Let me see if you are qualified to enter the wasteland."

When the voice fell, Qin Xuan, Murong Guangzhao and Ji Xuan all stared. They didn't expect to be tested, which was completely beyond their expectation.

The statue in front of him existed countless years ago. How high should his eyes be when he was the first wasteland owner in the wasteland? How high should he reach before he could get into his eyes?

Ouyanghuang looked stunned. He didn't expect to do this, but soon he calmed down. He believed that with Qin Xuan's talent, it would be no problem to pass the pass.

"Who will go first?" Ouyanghuang looked at the three and asked.

"I'm third, so I'll throw a brick to attract jade first." Ji Xuan said. He stepped forward, walked to the front of the statue, bowed and said, "younger Ji Xuan, the four-tier realm of the Yuan emperor."

After the wild field competition, Ji Xuan also made a smooth breakthrough and reached the fourth level of the Yuan emperor.

Ouyang Huang looked at the statue and said, "Ji Xuan is my own disciple. He has won the third place in the ratio of barren regions. Every hundred years, xiangtian palace promulgates a list of the top Tianjiao in the nine regions, and he ranks 22nd."

Obviously, Ouyang Huang is introducing Ji Xuan to the first famine Lord.

"Let's go." The tone of the statue was so bland that it didn't seem to care about Ouyang Huang's words.

Ouyang Huang's face was a little embarrassed, but he could understand that the era of the first famine Lord was too far away from now. He didn't know how far the current martial arts developed. Therefore, it was meaningless to say that the ranking could only be proved by strength.

"Do well." Ouyang Huang looked at Ji Xuan and encouraged him.

"Yes." Ji Xuan nodded confidently, and then he looked directly into the eyes of the statue. A spirit of all living beings bloomed from his body. The bright and incomparable space light shone around him, as if bathed in the brilliance. At the moment, he is incomparable in beauty and unparalleled in the world.

He knows that this is not only to prove himself to his predecessors, but also to prove the style of today's later generations. We must not disappoint our ancestors.

Qin Xuan saw a ripple in Ji Xuan's heart. This was the first time he saw Ji Xuan fully bloom his own light. Even on the stage of wasteland Dabi, he felt that Ji Xuan had reservations and didn't really use all his power.

"Huh?" The statue gave a light hum, and her eyes showed a different color. It seemed that she was a little interested.

"Space, twist." Ji Xuan vomited a sound in his mouth. His palm shook forward, and the space seemed to be held by an invisible big hand. It twisted wildly and made a clicking sound.

"Space, shuttle." Ji Xuan added, the voice just fell, and the bright light of space wrapped his body. A strong wave of space filled the air, and his body disappeared out of thin air. The next moment, he appeared in another space.

"Space, hanging." Ji Xuan didn't stop and continued. He pointed forward and heard a puff sound. The space in front of him trembled violently. There was a terrible force of space raging in it, cutting the space like a sharp blade, and a continuous stream of sharp breath filled out from it.

Then Ji Xuan's breath converged and her eyes looked at the statue again, waiting for his response.

At this time, Ouyang Huang looked at the statue with a dignified look and felt a little nervous in his heart. In fact, he was not sure that he could satisfy this ancestor.

Similarly, Qin Xuan and Murong Guangzhao also looked at the statue and wondered how he would evaluate Ji Xuan.

"Yuan emperor has four levels of realm, understands the space rules of great fullness level, and master the application of three space forces. His talent is good." The statue spoke slowly, and the tone was not urgent or slow. Qin Xuan, Ouyang Huang and others looked sluggish when they heard the speech. Are these talents just good?

Ji Xuan's heart trembled slightly and his eyes flashed a lost color. Obviously, his performance did not really impress his ancestors.

Murong Guangzhao also had some changes in his look. He was very puzzled. With Ji Xuan's talent, he only got a good evaluation. The vision of the ancestors of the wasteland was too high.

"But being able to do this is enough to prove that your talent is indeed extraordinary." Another voice sounded, and the statue continued, "you have the posture of becoming a saint. You can enter the wasteland to practice."

This voice fell, which made the people look stunned. Then they all showed a smile on their faces and became saints. This evaluation is enough.

"It seems that in the era of this ancestor, there were many figures at the sage level." Qin Xuan whispered.

"Well, indeed." Ouyang Huang nodded in agreement and said, "at that time, the civilization of martial arts and Taoism was very prosperous, and many unrivalled figures emerged, which can be called a hundred flowers bloom, and opened up many schools. There were countless powerful magical powers and Yuan skills. It was at that time that the eight sacred palaces were established in Tianxuan."

"Unfortunately, with the passage of time, many precious traditions have been lost, and martial arts gradually began to decline." Ouyang Huang sighed again with some regret.

Qin Xuan heard ouyanghuang's words, but another strange idea came into his mind. Perhaps the decline of martial arts civilization is also related to the war in ancient times. Many powerful characters fell, leaving no inheritance at all, so martial arts will naturally decline.

Of course, this is just a guess of Qin Xuan.

"Murong Guangzhao, you go." Ouyang Huang's eyes fell on Murong Guangzhao.

Murong Guangzhao nodded gently, didn't say much, stood up directly and said, "younger generation Murong Guangzhao, the five-tier realm of the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty."

"This son is the second in Dabi of the barren regions. He ranks 19th in the list of nine regions. He is the holy body of light. He understands the two rules of time and space. He has reached the point of great success and has infinite potential." Ouyang Huang said that he praised Murong Guangzhao in his tone.

"Let me see your ability." Statue road.

Murong walked forward with bright steps. At the moment when his steps fell, a bright light burst out from the soles of his feet, and then spread on his body. There were light rules flowing all over his body. He seemed to be incarnated as a king of light, emitting a sacred breath, which made people dare not blaspheme.

"Good." The statue opened his mouth and said with a rare trace of surprise: "what about space-time ability?"

Murong's eyes flashed a strange light, his eyes turned, and the space was solidified directly. The time seemed to stand still, as if it didn't exist at all.

"Very good." The statue stared at Murong's light, as if with some strange brilliance, and said, "your innate advantages are very good. Although the holy body of light has some defects, its future achievements will not be low. You can also enter the wasteland for cultivation."

Murong Guangzhao's eyes coagulated when he heard this, and his fists could not help but clench slightly. The master was right. His bright holy body was not perfect, and there was a trace of defect, which doomed him to be unable to reach the highest level in the future.

However, he is unwilling to do so. Since God has given him such an extraordinary physique, he will bloom the most dazzling light, so that the sky can't cover his eyes!