The hall made of black metal was cold and forbidding, exuding an air of indifference and ruthlessness.
Two rows of giant pillars without any pattern extend from the main entrance of the hall to the depths of the hall. The giant pillars can be as thick as a hundred people hugging each other, and are about a million feet high. There are torches stuck on the pillars, and the swaying firelight shines from high places. Going down, the hall becomes even more profound.
Between the two rows of giant pillars, there is a spacious corridor with a width of a hundred miles. The ground is paved with black jade tiles. The black square floor tiles also have no pattern decoration, and there is a dark and inexplicable forest. Cold pressure.
Under each pillar stood a varying number of Holy Spirit Heaven cultivators. They all came from the seven gates, major sects, and major families of Holy Spirit Heaven. Everyone was staring at Chu Tian and others who were walking in formation on the corridor. Their eyes were either cold or fanatical, full of various indescribable complex emotions.
Two rows of giant pillars extend deep into the hall. At the end of the corridor, seven black iron thrones are lined up. Seven old men with auras as ordinary as mortals, without any aura leaking, sit quietly on the thrones. , looking at these young heroes who survived the battle of destiny with a smile.
Chu Tian, King Qi, and Wu Wudi were walking at the front of everyone. Master Shu squatted on Chu Tian's left shoulder, his eyes flashing with silver light, and he squinted at the seven Hedao realm saints from the seven gates.
Still more than a hundred feet away from the seven saints, a low scolding sound came from under a giant pillar: "Stop!"
Chu Tian and others stopped and stood there quietly, letting the seven great saints and countless masters from the Holy Spirit Heaven around them look up and down at their group.
Among the young handsome men following Chu Tian and others, dozens of young men with terrifying auras also strode up and stood shoulder to shoulder with Chu Tian and the others. Several people turned their heads and looked at Chu Tian disdainfully, and suddenly let out a clearly audible sneer.
Chu Tian turned around and smiled at the disdainful guys: "What's the matter? Can't I dig your ancestral grave?"
Among the seven saints, the old dragon man with two golden dragon horns on his forehead. The tops of the multi-branched dragon horns were polished extremely sharply. He waved his hand and said calmly: "Surely... How can you be so young at such a young age?" Very violent? Huh? How did Holy Lord Qinglian teach you?"
A terrifying soul thought turned into an invisible mountain and crushed down on Chutian.
A clear light lingered between Chutian's brows. He looked at the dragon old man with cold eyes and smiled calmly: "You always take action yourself. Isn't it a bit disrespectful to show dignity?"
The Wuxiang Qinglian poked out from between Chutian's brows, and wisps of clear light surrounded his body. The huge soul pressure quickly disappeared in front of the wisps of clear light. The expression on the face of the old man of the dragon clan suddenly became a little ugly. The robe on his body moved automatically without wind, and it was faintly visible. He heard the dull thunderous sound of muscles and bones hitting inside him.
In front of so many people, he failed to convince a junior who had just debuted, which made him feel very humiliated.
"Elder Ao, let's get down to business first!" An old man with a clean and elegant appearance waved his hand and said softly: "The first round of this battle of destiny is over. Can you learn from this battle of destiny?" It’s not easy to survive.”
Shaking his head, the old man said calmly: "However, in the battle for destiny, as long as you survive by relying on your own strength, you have passed the first level. Therefore, the waste in Qinglian Sanctuary is a natural must. Those who are eliminated, you must be clear about this.”
Chu Tian smiled and nodded. The trash in Qinglian Sanctuary obviously couldn't be him, King Qi, and Wu Wudi. This was enough.
The old man gave Chu Tian a deep look, a cold light flickering in the depths of his eyes, and he said coldly: "Now, anyone who is qualified to stand in this hall can participate in the second round of the competition. Of course, it will be the same as the first round. It’s different. In the second round of the competition, your respective tasks are different. Whether you can complete them alive depends on whether you are the true sons of destiny.”
The other six saints did not say anything, and only the old man's voice echoed in the hall: "However, based on your performance in the first round, we have circled the forty-nine top performers, and we will give them to you. award."
The seven saints waved their hands at the same time, and forty-nine terrifying auras suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of them. Waves of terrifying mana fluctuations were like tsunami waves, sweeping across the entire hall.
The void in the hall twisted and swayed violently, and the pillars, ceiling, floor, and walls of the hall simultaneously lit up with dazzling runes. All the defensive restrictions in the hall were activated at the same time, barely keeping the hall from being crushed by the terrifying aura emitted by the forty-nine spiritual lights.
Wuxiang Qinglian trembled slightly, and Wuxiang Qinglian's voice sounded in Chu Tian's mind: "It's incredible, they are all heaven-opening artifacts, and... they are probably the heaven-opening artifacts that were conceived by heaven and earth when the Holy Spirit Heaven was opened. It is infinitely stronger than the artifacts used when other worlds were born..."
After sighing with emotion, Wuxiang Qinglian smiled with a hint of self-confidence: "However, compared to primitive treasures like me that were born at the beginning of the opening of the ancient infinite sky, these little guys still lack some fire, and owe a lot of fire. ah!"
Chu Tian took a deep breath, such powerful forty-nine Kaitian artifacts!
The shapes are different, but they are all beautiful. The auras they emit have different attributes, but they are all powerful and powerful.
These are forty-nine treasures that are more powerful than Chutian's Sun Creation Bell, Taiyin Wanhua Wheel, Infinite Divine Pearl, and Heaven and Earth Furnace... There is no way, after all, the world where Chutian's four treasures were born is too weak, and These forty-nine secret treasures are all artifacts bred by the Holy Spirit. They are completely different from each other in their fundamentals!
The old man of the Dragon Clan laughed "Jie Jie". He clapped his hands vigorously and quickly read out the names of forty-nine people.
Ao Ba, Gong Yang Sanxiu and others were all among the forty-nine people... but there was no Chu Tian, no King Qi, and no Wu Wudi!
King Qi and Wu Wudi took a deep breath at the same time, and their faces turned red as if they were burned by fire. There is no doubt that these forty-nine reward places are the rewards determined by the seven gates. Look at the one who stepped forward. Forty-nine people, most of them are direct descendants of the Seven Gates. There are sixteen who are not direct descendants of the Seven Gates. The families and sects behind them are also inextricably related to the Seven Gates.
The old man Qinghui chuckled softly and said: "In this competition, the forty-nine of you performed the best. We unanimously determined that the final candidate for the Holy Spirit Heavenly Lord must be among the forty-nine of you, so we will give you a heavy treasure to help you." Complete the second round of competition better and more smoothly.”
The old man of the Dragon Clan looked at Chu Tian, King Qi, and Wu Wudi with cold eyes, and said coldly: "You must work hard to avoid losing your reputation."
A cold snort as dull as thunder came, and Wu Wudi suddenly took a big step forward. He pointed at Ao Ba, Gong Yang Sanxiu and others and was about to speak when Chu Tian grabbed his shoulder and turned back. With one pull, he was pulled behind him.
With Wu Wudi's strength, he was actually unable to resist Chu Tian's casual pull!
The pupils of the seven saints shrank at the same time. They all knew that Wu Wudi had the inheritance of the Jade Clan, and his physical strength was unrivaled among the younger generation. With such strength, he couldn't stop Chu Tian from pulling him
Old Man Qinghui exhaled and said calmly: "Now, you come to draw the questions for the second round... Life and death are determined by destiny. This time, it also depends on your destiny and your luck!"