"It's still power!"

The sect leader spit out two extremely simple words.

"Most of the powerful people in the Great Perfect Emperor Realm have only mastered one of the magical powers in the perfect realm and condensed a divine seal, but some have mastered the two heavenly-level magical powers to the perfect realm, and two divine seals have been condensed in their bodies, and even three divine seals have been condensed!"

"The power of different divine seals is also completely different. These two forces are clearly distinguished. Under normal circumstances, it is absolutely impossible to merge, but once they are integrated, a new and more powerful force will be born!"

"The Legend Emperor Realm is an existence that combines at least two powers!"

"It is a legend to do what was impossible to do, and it is a legend!" When he said the word "Legend", the sect leader Gu Jingbubo suddenly showed a look of longing on his face.

"So, maybe you still don't understand how difficult it is to merge two different forces. The legendary Emperor Realm powerhouse has not been born in the Holy Yuan Continent for tens of thousands of years."

"Although there are not many Great Perfect Emperor Realm, in the past ten thousand years, the human race, demon race, and barbarian beast race have been born in the total Great Perfect Emperor Realm without 10,000 or 8,000."

"In the 10,000 Great Perfect Emperor Realm, no one can merge two different forces!" The sect leader sighed, and two divine seals were condensed in his body. He has been pursuing how to merge the two forces in his body over the years, but hundreds of years have passed, but there is still no progress.

"Any legendary emperor realm is the darling of the heavenly way. Without the luck of defiance, it is absolutely impossible to succeed!" The sect leader shook his head, and suddenly a hint of envy emerged from his eyes when he looked at Jian Wansheng.

Wan Jiansheng listened quietly, not daring to interrupt, but he just didn't understand why the sect leader told himself this: the Great Perfect Emperor Realm and the Legend Emperor Realm are too far away from his current self.

"You merged 81,000 divine patterns in the Guiyuan Realm. You have the potential to become the Great Perfect Emperor Realm. This is very rare, but what is more rare than that is that you have sword bones in your body!"

"The power of sword bones is your innate power. Once your cultivation level has entered the Great Perfect Emperor Realm and condensed the divine seal, you can easily merge two completely different forces to do things that were originally impossible to do, and become a legend!"

"In other words, as long as your cultivation level enters the Great Perfect Emperor Realm, you can become a legendary Emperor Realm powerhouse in less than ten years!"

The sect leader's eyes suddenly became hot and shining with light. It seemed that he was about to melt the void.

"Sect Master, you, do you mean I have the hope of becoming a powerful person in the Legend Emperor Realm?" Hearing this, Jian Wansheng finally understood why the Sect Master told himself that the power of the Legend Emperor Realm was hidden.

Jian Wansheng's voice trembled and his heart was beating wildly. He could even clearly hear the sound of his blood flowing, so excited that he couldn't help himself.

Anyone who hears that he has the hope of becoming a legendary emperor may not be able to calm down!

"Marbles cannot be made into tools without carving, iron cannot be made into steel, swords are born. The sect has high hopes for you." The sect leader said slowly, and every word was like a morning bell and evening drum, which was shocking.

"Jiansheng understands!"

Wan Jiansheng took a deep breath, suppressing the surging inner fluctuations, and said heavily.

"The catastrophe is approaching, and there is not much time left for you. You have to grow up as soon as possible. This exchange meeting of the top ten sects is extraordinary. The Holy Academy has been trying hard to survive and the rewards given are ten times more abundant than the previous exchange meeting. It even gave five places to enter the secret realm of the Little Universe."

The sect leader carries his hands on his back. Looking at the endless void from afar, his voice is a little low. A total of thirteen Saint Realm powerhouses, including the human race, the demon race, and the barbarian beast race, disappeared at the same time, without the checks and balances of the Saint Realm powerhouses. The second tribe battle is inevitable!

"The catastrophe is coming? The secret realm of the small universe? The secret realm of the rumor that the flow of time is ten times slower than that of the outside world?" Wan Jiansheng's face showed a look of horror, very surprised.

He didn't know what the catastrophe was referring to by the sect leader, but he had heard of the secret realm of Xiaoqin. The time elapsed by the secret realm of Xiaoqin is ten times slower than that of the outside world.

Three years outside the world, and thirty years in the secret realm of Xiaoqiun!

"In three or five years, the second tribe battle will begin. Even in the secret realm of Xiaoqin, you will have only thirty or fifty years. Before the tribe battle begins, I hope your cultivation can enter the upper emperor realm." The sect leader looked at Wan Jiansheng with a shocked face and spoke.

"What!"

Wan Jiansheng was extremely shocked.

"With your current strength, you will definitely have no problem getting a place to enter the Secret Realm of Little Qiankun. Don't think so much, and don't be burdened. Try to become stronger!"

"Let's go, it's time to participate in the exchange meeting of the top ten sects!" The sect leader waved his hand, and a Taoist cart with golden light appeared in the air.

This is a gold-level road vehicle!

The leader of the Ancient Sword Sect took Jian Wansheng and two other young geniuses, together with twenty true teachings, and ten inner disciples rode on a golden-level Taoist cart, shattered the void, and rushed towards Xuni Mountain.

The location of the exchange meeting of the top ten sects is Xuni Mountain!

Manjie Sect, the forbidden Galaxy Hall!

"Tick! Tick!"

A bald young man wearing shorts, upper body, bronzed skin, exaggerated muscles, and a fierce aura was holding a huge ancient cauldron, squatting again and again, sweat rolling down his strong cheeks, wetting a large area of ​​the ground.

The gravity in the Galaxy Hall is ten thousand times that of the outside world. If an ordinary middle-level emperor-level powerful man stepped into the Galaxy Hall, he would be instantly crushed into a meat pie by the terrifying gravity!

Even a first-class middle-level emperor-level powerhouse is difficult to move in the Galaxy Palace.

However, the bald young man held a huge tripod weighing 100,000 pounds and was doing squats again and again. His brute force was extremely powerful. It was hard to imagine that a human race would have such incredible terrifying power.

The physical brute force of this bald young man has definitely reached the peak median level of the Emperor. Normally, the physical strength of the human race is absolutely impossible to reach this level!

Looking intently, I saw countless silver divine patterns wandering under the bronze skin of the bald young man. He obviously mastered a very powerful physical magical power.

The bald young man was able to possess such terrifying power, obviously because of that physical magical power!

"Ten thousand three thousand six hundred and sixty-six, very good!" An old man stood in the corner of the hall. The old man was nine feet tall, thick joints, silver hair, and muscles were cast like gold water. His body seemed to contain the terrifying power of shattering the galaxy.

"Baoshi, your strength has been much stronger than three years ago!"

The strong old man looked at the young man with a very satisfied smile on his face.

"drink!"

The bald young man shouted softly, his arms suddenly shook, and he smashed the huge tripod weighing 100,000 kilograms out. With a roar, the entire hall trembled violently.

"Three years ago, I lost to Wan Jiansheng's little face because of one move. If I met Wan Jiansheng again at this exchange meeting of the top ten sects, I would definitely crush his bones!" The bald young man twisted his neck and let out a trembling dense crack. There was a grim smile on his lips, and his voice was like a big bell, low and thick.

The powerful force gives the bald young man endless confidence!

"Hahaha, that's natural. The Ancient Sword Sect has been the first in more than ten consecutive sessions. This time, it's my turn to be the first in the exchange meeting of the top ten sects!" The strong and white-haired elder laughed loudly, and the hall was shaken.

This bald young man is the best young man in the generation of the Barbarian Tribulation Sect, Bao Shi, and the second strongest man in the last ten major sect exchange meeting!

"The rewards for the exchange of the top ten sects in this year are ten times more expensive than the previous one, and there are five places to enter the secret realm of Xiaoqin. Hehe, as long as our Manjie Sect can get the first place this time, it will be comparable to the rewards that the Ancient Sword Sect won the first place for the next ten consecutive times!"

"The old bastards of the Gu Jian Sect are so angry that they are still arrogant. Let's go, I can't wait to see the Gu Jian Sect's defeated look!"

The strong and white-haired old man laughed strangely, like an old hooligan, without the majesty that the sect leader should have.

Tianhun Sect, in a quiet valley, the air is filled with refreshing fragrance, and glass-colored flowers are everywhere. A breeze blows, causing a rain of flowers. Countless petals fall into a clear small lake ahead. The lake water ripples slightly, and ripples are rippling. Fish swim in the water, appearing faintly among the petals.

The cranes sang lightly, and the fish swam freely, as if they were in a fairyland!

The scenery is extremely beautiful, which makes people feel like they are in a dream. By the quiet lake, a woman in white sat cross-legged, with a gentle breeze raising a petal, and the petals fell on the woman's pretty face.

The woman raised her jade hand and her muscles were as soft as fat, and she could break her breath. She grabbed the petals that had fallen from her pretty face and looked down at the petals in her hand. The corners of the woman's mouth raised slightly, and a quiet smile appeared on her beautiful little face.

"Ning'er, your illusion is even more real!" At this moment, a soft voice sounded, and ripples appeared in the void. A beautiful young woman dressed in a Taoist robe, about thirty years old, dressed in a nun, walked out of the void with a smile.

"Master!"

The quiet woman in white looked at the young woman with nun robe, flicked her jade fingers, and the petals in her hand turned into nothingness. Then the faint fragrance filled the air, the floating glass petals, the quiet little lake, the cranes, and the fish all turned into nothingness.

There was nothing but the quiet woman in white sitting upright on the bluestone.

Everything just now was actually an illusion, a real and terrifying illusion! (To be continued)
Chapter completed!