Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

Chapter 246 The Eight Parts of the West (please subscribe, ask for a monthly ticket)
The clouds are transpiring, and the fairy air is lingering.

Xuan Chengzi glanced around at the juniors and sisters beside him, thinking about the candidates for the battle.

Xuandu, Duobao, Guangchengzi and others all looked at him expectantly, and they all wanted to volunteer, but none of them really spoke out.

The rules of this competition have determined that this is a competition to test the strength of the team, so obeying the arrangement is what they should do most.

What's more, none of the people present felt that they could have more leadership than Xuan Chengzi.

After all, the merits are there.

However, Xuan Chengzi secretly asked Xuandu and the others for their opinions through voice transmission.

In competitions under such rules, basically both sides will send out the most powerful disciples.

On their side, they naturally consisted of the four personal disciples who were present, and then added Qiushouxian, Jin Guangxian, and Lingyaxian, the elite of the three outer sect disciples who intercepted the teaching.

One Da Luo, three Tai Yi, and three Jin Xian.

Among them, Xuan Chengzi is a newcomer to Daluo, Guangchengzi and Xuan are both newcomers to Taiyi, and the remaining four members of Jiejiao have been immersed in their respective realms for many years and have already cultivated to perfection.

Seven people walked to the front one by one, lined up.

Xuan Chengzi bowed to Nuwa saint.

"Uncle Qi, we have already made arrangements."

Saint Nuwa nodded slightly, and turned her eyes to the Western Cult, "Ran Deng, has your Western Cult made a decision on the candidates for the competition?"

"Reporting to the saint, we have already arranged it."

Ran Deng bowed, and walked out of the array first.

Then Pharmacist, Maitreya, and Dashizhi came out.

"Huh? There are still three people left."

Duobao frowned, and looked at Xuan Chengzi puzzled, "Senior brother, what are they doing?"

Xuan Chengzi shook his head, "I don't know, just wait and see."

Under the gaze of everyone, Taoist Ran Deng suddenly took out a budding golden lotus platform and threw it on the ground.

The lotus platform bloomed, and three figures emerged from it.

"Old Dragon King?"

Xuan Chengzi was taken aback.

Suddenly, it was discovered that one of the figures was the Dragon King Ao Ping who had met once before.

At this moment, the old dragon king looked solemn and solemn.

He first bowed to worship the two saints of the West, then saluted Sanqing and Nuwa, and finally turned to Xuan Chengzi and the others, "The Dragon Gods of the Western Sect have met you fellow Taoists!"

Dragon gods!
These three words flashed across Xuan Chengzi's mind like a bolt of lightning.

That's it!

Unexpectedly, before they knew it, the Western Sect was already playing with the Eight Tribes, and it had already attacked the Dragon Clan!

Even the majestic Dragon King has been turned into a group of dragon gods.

So what happened to the other two?
Xuan Chengzi saluted the old dragon king Aoping, and looked at the other two strange figures.

The two were tall and tall, with broad shoulders, strong waist and legs, straight chest, slightly dark skin, regular facial features, a pair of sharp narrow eyes, under the eyebrows raised like swords, there was a cold light.

The other was tall and thin, with a gray and white beard fluttering in the breeze like dry grass, and withered yellow hair like stubborn weeds stabbing in all directions, looking like a bird's nest was placed on top of his head.

After saluting to the saint, the burly man looked towards Xuan Chengzi and the others, bowed and said, "Galuda, the Western religion, has met you fellow Taoists!"

The tall and thin man also bowed together and said, "Wu Chao of the Western Sect has met you fellow Taoists!"

Xuan Chengzi and the others returned their salutes one by one, but their faces became solemn.

Three big Luo!

Including Randeng, the Western Sect has sent four Da Luo Jinxians!

In addition, two of Medicine Master, Maitreya, and Dashizhi have also attained the Taiyi Daoguo.

In other words, from the perspective of realm alone, the seven people from the Western sect are far better than Xuan Chengzi and the others.

"The one who agrees to send is the disciple under the seat..."

Tong Tian stared at the Second Western Sage unkindly, "Which one of the four Daluo Jinxians was taught by you two? You two really don't want any shame in front of the juniors!"

Listening to the blunt words of this sage of the Qing Dynasty, Xuan Chengzi, Duo Bao and others almost couldn't help clapping their hands.

This scolding also vented the depression in their hearts.

On the western cloud bed, the guiding saint looked sad and lowered his head without saying a word.

The Zhunti sage on the side looked as usual, and he didn't care about the accusations of the leader of Tongtian.

He just smiled faintly and said: "Brother, what you said is wrong. The four of them are worshiping under my seat, and I will teach them the Western Dao, so why can't they be regarded as my disciples?"

"Humph!"

Master Tongtian was choked by him, and couldn't think of a rebuttal for a while, so he subconsciously looked at Yuanshi Tianzun, as if saying: It's time for you to talk about reasoning, which you are good at, and it's up to you.

However, Yuanshi Tianzun turned a blind eye to his eyes, but there was a white jade wishful handle in his right hand, and he tapped it lightly on the palm of his left hand a few times, and the Zhunti sage who was facing him felt his scalp numb, as if he heard it again. That dull and long voice——

do~

The corners of Zhunti Shengren's eyes twitched a few times, with an apologetic smile on his face, "If the three senior brothers feel that my western sect has taken advantage of this, let's call it a day."

"Hmph, don't you think you've won?"

Master Tongtian sneered, he could naturally hear that Zhunti was using the method of aggressiveness, and the most correct choice was naturally to follow the trend.

But the pride engraved in his bones did not allow him to make such a move.

"Don't dare!"

Zhunti Sage smiled slightly, "Although my western disciples have a higher overall level, at most there is only an [-]% chance of winning. After all, the three senior brothers are full of talents..."

"Eighty percent?"

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Zhunti expressionlessly, "Junior brother is too high on the 'disciple' you have worked so hard to find. In my opinion, your Western Sect has no chance of winning!"

Saint Zhunti was a little surprised, not understanding where his self-confidence came from.

After Yuanshi Tianzun finished speaking, he didn't look at Zhunti's face again, but turned his head to look at Nuwa Saint, "Since Junior Sister likes to watch operas, I invite you to be a witness in this competition between disciples."

A faint blush flashed across Nuwa's face, "Senior brother was joking...but since senior brother ordered me, how dare my younger sister shirk?"

As she spoke, her eyes flicked to the left and right respectively, and her voice was clearly urging, "Since both sides have decided on candidates for the competition, let's start the first competition."

"As ordered!"

Xuan Chengzi and Ran Deng respectfully responded, and then looked at each other.

The eyes of the two collided across a small thousand worlds, and sparks burst out instantly.

Old and new grudges, as well as the unfinished fight, let's compete in this competition!
(End of this chapter)