Above the North Sea.

Thousands of miles away from the coastline, there is a snow-white palace suspended in the water, as sacred and majestic as the palace in heaven.

Outside the Heavenly Palace, layers of walls of laws appeared, and these walls of laws formed a complex maze.

Inside the maze.

There are various mechanisms, hidden weapons, formations, and even phantoms of monsters transformed by the power of laws, with bared fangs and claws, and amazing attack power.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

"roar--"

"kill!!"

"Break it for me!"

"Purple Cloud Academy, I must go there!"

In the maze, a large number of geniuses were fighting and bleeding, it was extremely tragic.

But it is obvious that this maze is very difficult and not everyone can pass it.

In fact, this maze is the treasure of Ziyun Academy for recruiting students in the Jiucang Main Continent. It is applicable to the Jiucang Main Continent where there are many strong people, but for the Fragment Continent, the difficulty is simply abnormal.

In the passages of the maze, people were bleeding everywhere, and some people were even lying in a pool of blood, with no one knowing whether they were dead or alive.

The cruelty of the road to becoming strong is fully demonstrated at this moment. This is not an army crossing a single-plank bridge, but an army walking on a tightrope. In the end, perhaps everyone will be buried here.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

Suddenly, the clouds in the sky boiled violently, as if burning, and then the clouds evaporated directly.

Rays of bright light roared in from the horizon, like the sun roaring in from the sky, emitting vast divine power.

Especially the front.

The two suns were moving almost in parallel, as if they were competing with each other, and their light even rubbed against each other, producing golden arcs.

One of them was Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan didn't expect that there was someone hidden in this fragmented continent who could compete with him.

This person's cultivation level is that he is a seventh-level saint who has become an emperor, and has now reached the fifth calamity, which makes him much stronger than Wu Qiong!

"Haha, Emperor Qin is indeed extraordinary, worthy of being the Overlord of the Eastern Region!"

This is a burly bald man who seems to be a monk, and he has a thin little monk with him.

This little monk looks somewhat similar to him - not really similar, just almost exactly the same.

"Is this the Master's son?"

Qin Chuan looked at the big monk and asked with a smile.

"Exactly!"

The big monk smiled without any hesitation.

"Looking at the master's attire, he should be a Buddhist monk from the Western Regions. Buddhism advocates abstinence from sex, but you..."

Qin Zi couldn't help but interrupt.

“Hahahaha, I’m practicing the Laughing Buddha!”

The monk smiled proudly, "Of course, I have been practicing Buddhism for thousands of years, and I have already broken all the Buddhist precepts. I cannot do without wine, meat, and women!"

"No one cares about you?"

Qin Zi's face looked a little unnatural.

"Oh, who dares to control me? Who can control me?! I have a pair of iron palms, and I am invincible in the Western Regions. If you make me angry, I can tear down the Buddha statue and sit on it myself!"

The big monk laughed and patted his strong chest: "Anyway, this is me. Even if they don't like me, they still have to worship me!"

"Amitabha, Master, these words should be said in private. It is not convenient to say them in front of outsiders..."

The young monk next to him looked a little embarrassed and reminded him in a low voice.

Then the little monk was hit on the forehead with a roasted chestnut.

"Why call me Master? I've told you so many times, call me Daddy!"

The big monk widened his eyes and scolded sternly.

However, the little monk covered his head, said nothing, and his face was full of confusion.

"Ah, you unfilial son! With someone like you, how can I pass on my profound Buddhist teachings?"

The big monk sighed.

Now, even Qin Chuan couldn't help himself - your Buddhist inheritance relies on pipeline transmission, right?

The Buddhist Dharma inheritance is the most mysterious.

With a chant of the Buddha's name, hundreds of millions of runes gushed out, explaining the mysteries of reincarnation, cause and effect, and destruction of fate vividly.

While the two sides were chatting, the competition continued.

“Shhhhh!”

The light blooming outside the bodies of the two people condensed to the extreme, like two gears rubbing against each other, emitting fierce sparks.

Soon, they arrived above the maze.

“Huahuahua!”

The walls of the maze seemed to be sensitive to something and rose rapidly, blocking the way forward.

Anyone, no matter how high they fly, will be blocked by this maze, and the only way to get through is to break through.

But for the emperor... just crash into it!

“Bang, bang, bang!”

“Bang, bang, bang!”

Neither of them slowed down, like raindrops hitting the surface of a lake, causing violent ripples, and then directly penetrating through the walls.

These walls did not break after being penetrated, but seemed to be elastic and healed quickly.

“Bang, bang, bang, bang!”

Soon, the emperors behind also arrived. Like Qin Chuan and the others, they penetrated through the walls.

That kind of scene.

It was as if large meteor showers were constantly crashing into the atmosphere, creating ripples and even producing brilliant flames through friction.

This scene was undoubtedly a fatal blow to the geniuses fighting bloody battles in the maze.

"why is that!!"

"They cheated, and I won't accept it!"

“Heaven is so unfair!!”

"No--"

These people roared to the sky with their arms open, and it seemed that the entire maze was spinning, and the camera kept moving higher.

Of course, not all geniuses collapsed. There were also a few who were truly mentally strong and remained calm. They continued to fight, hoping to pass the test with their own strength.

There was even a mysterious young man in black who didn't even raise his head and even had a mocking sneer on his face.

"Haha, it's hard for flowers in a greenhouse to grow big..."

However, before he could finish his words, his head flew out - it was cut off by a sword light emitted by the formation.

It turns out that flowers outside the greenhouse are more likely to be smashed to pieces by hail.

On this side, Qin Chuan and the big monk crossed hundreds of walls in succession and finally passed through the maze.

The majestic snow-white palace appeared before our eyes.

In front of the palace, there is a huge white jade square, on which stand hundreds of white jade pillars with a diameter of more than three meters.

"Boom! Boom!"

The two rays of light fell on the two white jade pillars almost at the same time, but Qin Chuan was a little bit faster after all.

"Master, it seems that I won."

Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"Haha, if I win, then I win. I am a monk and I never compete with others."

The elder monk smiled disdainfully, then took out a crystal bottle and handed it to the younger monk next to him kindly, saying with a smile:

"Ruoyu, you must be thirsty after flying for so long. Here, this is the Brahma Pure Bodhi Water. Drink it! Although this thing is a holy object for enlightenment, and only one drop is produced in a hundred years from the Bodhi tree, it is hard to find in the world, but for Dad, it is nothing."

Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment.

Some didn't react.

Or rather, it was unbelievable - there was actually someone who openly showed off his father's power in front of him and his son?

Showing off your sword in front of Guan Gong? ?

But the key point is that the current situation is that he, Guan Gong, seems to be unable to defeat others when wielding a sword!

This time it’s a competition of financial resources.

And this flower monk is obviously very rich!

Buddhism is good at making money, not to mention that this guy seems to have lived for thousands of years and is a tyrant of Buddhism in the Western Regions, so naturally he is even richer.

"father……"

Qin Zi looked up eagerly.

"this!!"

For the first time, Qin Chuan felt a lot of pressure. If he was outdone, the lofty image in his son's mind would at least be half destroyed.

This is not an exaggeration.

No matter how strong you are, once you are labeled as a poor bastard, no one can keep his image intact.

Critical moment!

The cold voice of the system sounded.

"Ding! Someone has been detected bragging about his father in front of the host. This has already offended the professional field of this system and must be slapped in the face!"

"Ding! Congratulations, you have obtained the exclusive sponsorship from the system for the money you need to fight with your father and slap his face - two buckets of Brahma Pure Bodhi Water!"

Suddenly, Qin Chuan felt that there were two buckets of crystal clear water in his little royal world.

The fragrance is very nice.

It seems that just by smelling it, you can forget all your worries and enter a state of enlightenment.

Suddenly, he smiled.

“Boom!”

A wooden barrel slammed into the ground with a dull thud, and the water inside splashed up, even some of it spilling onto the ground.

"Xiao Zi, you must be tired after flying for so long. Here, this is the Fanjing Bodhi Water. Wash your feet first..."