The clear voice of the Unsealer
echoed down, ringing in the ears of every young generation of Eastern Land cultivators, instantly igniting the most ardent desire and passion in their hearts!
"The Holy Way of the Heavens! The Holy Way of the Heavens! The Holy Way of the Heavens..."
In an instant, the earth-shaking shouts accompanied by endless enthusiasm and high pitch resounded through the sky.
Even the ancient gold battle arena affected the hundred great city lords, and their hearts were slightly agitated at this moment. Feeling this warm atmosphere, they felt that the Holy Son was indeed extraordinary, but just a few words mobilized everyone's emotions.
At this time, there were two people in the first row of seats whose faces changed slightly!
One of them was Murong Changqing!
At this moment, Murong Changqing frowned tightly, his eyes fixed on the tall and slender figure on the dark throne in the void, with a hint of doubt and denial in his heart, constantly interweaving.
Because Murong Changqing suddenly felt that the voice of the Son of the Holy Way of the Heavens, who was of an extremely high status, was so familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, and even in his heart, Murong Changqing already had the answer. h) Ku¤Jiang.com Yong》久er免费看小o说:
But because of this, he felt a little absurd and kept denying himself.
"No! Impossible! Although Wuque is excellent, I believe he will become a great man in the future! But in just half a year, he can't reach such a high position! I must be overthinking... It must be!"
The other one whose face changed slightly was Zhou Lieyang!
He also felt that the voice of the Son of Heaven was extremely familiar, and he had such a feeling yesterday, but Zhou Lieyang was not happy but surprised, because his intuition told him that every time this voice sounded, he felt a trembling feeling from the depths of his soul.
This feeling is hard to explain, and it seems to contain great terror.
"I must have thought too much! What kind of person is this Saint Son? How can I be qualified to offend him! Moreover, Yan'er is a genius disciple who ranks in the top three of the Saint Daoist Rankings of the Heavens. His status is also not low. With him around, I think he can still have a say in front of this Saint Son..."
Zhou Lieyang shook his head, as if to get rid of the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart.
At this moment, Ye Wuque, who was above the sky, looked down at the ancient gold battle stage through his black cloak. He could see the expressions of everyone, including Uncle Changqing and Zhou Lieyang.
When his eyes swept over Murong Changqing, Ye Wuque's heart warmed up. He could see that Uncle Changqing had recognized his voice, but he just didn't dare to confirm it.
As for the old man Zhou Lieyang, Ye Wuque raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Last night, Elder Gu had returned successfully and told Ye Wuque everything. Sima Ao had been successfully brought out, but he was seriously injured. Now, under Ye Wuque's arrangement, Lin Yingluo, Mo Qingye, Mo Baiou, and Sima Ao were staying in the flaming warship above the void behind them to recuperate. The blood ghost was also staying with them.
In this world, the deafening shouting continued, and it took a full half a quarter of an hour to stop.
Seeing this, Ye Wuque continued to smile and said, "Everyone's enthusiasm is very high, so let's tell everyone the selection method. The selection is divided into three items. The first is the qualification selection, the second is the character selection, and the third is the combat power selection. The results of each test are divided into three grades: upper, middle, and lower. Anyone who can get the middle grade or above in all three selections has the qualification to worship the holy way of the heavens."
As soon as Ye Wuque said this, the entire ancient gold battle stage was boiling again!
The next moment, Elder Zi Gu, who was standing beside Ye Wu Que, took a step forward, and appeared on the ancient gold battle platform.
Her right hand flashed, and nine huge light balls emitting rich light appeared, as big as a human head, suspended in the void!
This light ball was the Yuanling ball that could measure qualifications.
Then Elder Xue Tao and Elder Cong also took a step forward and appeared in two other places on the ancient gold battle platform.
Elder Xue Tao fluttered his sleeves, and a blue ancient stone that was a hundred feet in size appeared out of nowhere. It was mottled and fell on the ancient gold battle platform with a thud.
Only Elder Cong did not move, but on his side, there appeared several ripples and whirlpools like water waves, as if many small worlds were connected inside.
The three elders took action, responsible for the test of qualifications, character, and combat power respectively.
After all this was done, the entire Ancient Gold Battle Arena became silent again. All eyes were fixed on the three elders. Their breathing slowly became rapid. The atmosphere became stagnant and heavy again, several times more than before!
"Haha, everyone, don't be nervous. Just be calm."
Ye Wuque's voice rang out again, but this time it had no effect. The atmosphere was still very solemn.
This scene made Ye Wuque know that if the atmosphere was allowed to stagnate like this, it would definitely affect the mood of the testers and prevent them from giving their best performance, which would undoubtedly affect the final selection results.
Therefore, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, and he immediately smiled and said, "Since everyone is so nervous, I have to let everyone relax. Let's do this. Everyone can make a request to me. As long as it's not for me to kill people or set fires, I can satisfy everyone."
Ye Wuque's voice echoed down from the sky and fell into everyone's ears, which made them slightly stunned. After laughing, suddenly a trembling but extremely excited daughter's voice sounded from the Ancient Gold Battle Arena!
"I... I want to see what you look like, Holy Son!"
It was a young girl, with a shy and blushing face at the moment, but she mustered up her courage and had deep desire in her eyes!
As soon as these words came out, the entire ancient gold battle platform was first stagnant, and then burst into earth-shaking agreement and cheers!
"Holy Son! Holy Son! Holy Son..."
Undoubtedly, the words of this young monk were agreed by everyone, and at this moment they all shouted.
Above the sky, Ye Wuque under the cloak flashed a look of surprise on his face. Obviously, he didn't expect that someone would make such a request.
But he immediately raised his head and showed a helpless smile.
Since the words have been released, how can he regret it in public?
"It seems that everyone is very curious about my true appearance... Well, in this case, let's satisfy everyone's curiosity."
This sentence fell from the sky, and the world suddenly became silent!
Everyone looked at the tall and slender figure with excitement and expectation!
Regarding this Holy Son with endless legends, everyone knows that he seems to be very young, which makes many people curious about what this Holy Son looks like.
Under the ancient gold battle stage, Murong Changqing's eyes were already filled with tears, and his whole body was trembling slightly!
Zhou Lieyang frowned slightly, but the uneasiness in his heart was slowly magnified!
Murong Binglan raised her delicate head, revealing her fair neck, and her beautiful eyes were fixed on the figure above the sky, with deep expectation and curiosity in her eyes!
Scarface Murong Hai had a flash of doubt on his face at this moment, and he also stared closely.
Even Murong Tian was staring at the voice at this time, and there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
On the dark throne, a slender white hand stretched out from the cloak and slowly reached towards the cloak covering his head.
At the same time, a clear voice echoed with a hint of inexplicable smile.
"Originally, I was going to show my true face to everyone after the selection was over, as a surprise to everyone, but I didn't expect it to be in advance. It was really a bit unexpected, but now that things have come to this, I can say some things now."
"I have a lot of feelings for the East, and I miss it deeply. Now that I can come back, it is also equivalent to returning home, because I came out of the East..."
As soon as these words fell, the world was dead silent!
Then, the slender white palm gently pulled, and under the attention of everyone, a black cloak covering the head of the Son of God was completely pulled down!
The next moment, a fair and handsome face appeared, with bright eyes and a smile on his face, like a young man from a turbid family, full of strange and deep charm. Who else could it be but Ye Wuque?
In this dead silent world, endless cheers and incredible shouts broke out in the next moment!
That face, those eyes, that smile, no one in the whole East has forgotten it!
Ye Wuque!
The Holy Son was actually Ye Wuque, who had won the championship of the Hundred Cities War in the East more than half a year ago and worshipped the Holy Way of the Heavens!
It was him?
How could it be him?
It was him!
In an instant, everyone seemed to have endless thunder running and roaring in their hearts!
On the ancient gold battle stage, Murong Changqing stood up excitedly, laughed out loud, and two lines of tears slid down, his heart was full of excitement and pride!
Murong Hai also stood up, with an incredible expression on his face, and then slowly revealed a trace of deep admiration and amazement!
And Murong Tian, at this moment, opened his mouth completely, with an expression of seeing a ghost in broad daylight, bloodshot eyes instantly gushed out, and then completely grayed and dimmed, and there was no more life in his eyes!
"How could it be him... How could it be him..."
Murong Binglan, who seemed to be the proudest peacock, had a completely frozen expression on her beautiful face at this moment!
She even wiped her eyes subconsciously, thinking that she was dazzled, but no matter how many times she wiped them, at the end of her sight, the boy sitting on the dark throne was indeed Ye Wuque!
"It's him... he... he is actually the Holy Son of the Holy Way of the Heavens! Why... why... I... I..."
Murong Binglan murmured unconsciously with her red lips, her beautiful eyes were absent-minded, and the whole person was completely absent-minded and dejected, as if someone had taken out her spine!
Originally, she thought she had forgotten it long ago and suppressed this memory, but at this moment, the moment she saw Ye Wuque, it all burst out!
It turned out that she had never forgotten it!
Then, Murong Binglan laughed out loud, two lines of clear tears slid down, and her heart was once again overwhelmed by an indescribable deep regret!
Her thoughts kept echoing, and memories seemed to come like a tide!
The disgust and happiness of rejecting Ye Wuque's breach of contract in the past!
Ye Wuque's strength and tyranny in defeating Murong Tian!
The loss and regret after getting Ye Wuque to become the champion of the Hundred Cities War!
Until this moment, the young face with a smile on the sky!
"If... If... I had not refused in the past... I am now... I am now..."
As soon as Murong Binglan thought of this, her legs softened and she fell heavily on the stone bench, her heart as if dead.
On the other side, Zhou Lieyang's old face had already changed drastically!
It seemed that there were endless demons wailing in his heart, and an indescribable fear and terror were growing wildly in his heart!
"This little bastard! He... He is actually the Son of God!"
The silent roar rippled in his heart. At this moment, Zhou Lieyang was terrified to the limit!
The next moment, Zhou Lieyang seemed to feel something, and subconsciously raised his head and looked into the void, and suddenly collided with a bright eye with infinite chill!
At the same time, Ye Wuque's voice rang in Zhou Lieyang's ears.
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