The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 1701 Calculations!

Chapter 1701 Calculations!
Ling Hantian asked about the trial of the Martial God. He came to the Real Martial World this time, and he was a little cautious about the trial of the Martial God.

But at Qianji Pavilion, Ling Hantian only vaguely knew that Zhentian Haicheng released the news that the Martial God trial was about to start.

When Situ Jinhong heard the word Martial God Trial, a look of fiery worship appeared on his face, and then he met Ling Hantian's gaze, organized his words a little, and then opened his mouth slowly.

"The Martial God Trial is extremely mysterious. It is held by Tianhai City, the most powerful force in the Zhenwu world. Its holding time is not certain. Sometimes it will be held only once in thousands of years, and sometimes it will be held in hundreds of years."

"Why is the time uncertain?"

Ling Hantian frowned slightly. It is said that the trials held by a certain force are held regularly, but this Martial God trial is very different.

Among them, I am afraid there is something secret.

"I am not very clear about this, but it is said that it is related to the place of trial."

Situ Jinhong shook his head, Zhentian Haicheng was tight-lipped about why the Martial God Trial was not started regularly.

However, the most difficult thing to do in the world is to wrap fire in paper, so no matter how conservative Tianhai City is, the major forces in the Zhenwu world will also have guesses.

The reason probably lies in the trial ground.

"The place of trial?"

Ling Hantian looked contemplative, this place of trial might not be easy.

Situ Jinhong nodded, "The place of the trial is said to be the Great Thousand World left by Zhentian Martial God. According to rumors, the opening of the trial is not controlled by Zhentianhai City."

"Oh?"

Ling Hantian narrowed his eyes slightly, what kind of a huge world will the Great Thousand World left by the Martial God Zhentian be?

Ling Hantian became more interested in the Martial God's trial. His cultivation was supported by the Heaven-Suppressing Martial God's Purgatory Suppressing Body Technique in the early days.

He has a deep understanding of the power of Zhentian Martial God.

The Martial God of Suppressing Heaven, is the existence of the same honor as the third emperor of heaven, and even tore apart the destiny of the emperor of reincarnation.

So this Martial God Trial, just the vast world left by Zhentian Martial God, is worth looking forward to.

But now, Zhentianhai City has not fully confirmed the opening time of the Martial God Trial.

What's more, if you want to participate in the Martial God Trial, you need to obtain a qualification, and the basic requirement for this qualification is to be ranked on the Tianwu Ranking.

However, Ling Hantian quickly put this matter aside for the time being, and the first thing to do now is to go to Zhentianhai City.

As for the Martial God trial, after reminding Zhentianhai City of the terrifying existence and finding Li Moxuanyang, make plans.

Thinking of this, Ling Hantian smiled slightly, and then his figure gradually disappeared.

In the Promise Temple, Ling Hantian opened his eyes, and then looked at Qiu Chuji and Meiji's retreat.

He is the master of the Wuji Temple, and Ling Hantian knows everything in the Wuji Temple like the back of his hand, Meiji is already familiar with the Dayan Induction Sutra, and now she is just waiting for him.

"Immeasurable Celestial Venerable, Ling Xiaoyou, is that person done?"

Qiu Chuji flashed to Ling Hantian's side, and shook the Buddha dust, actually seeing the smile on Ling Hantian's face, he was already sure that Ling Hantian had dealt with Situ Jinhong.

"Totally controlled him and asked for some news. Next, let's go to Zhentianhai City."

Ling Hantian nodded, and his eyes seemed to be looking outside the Promise Temple, Tianzhenhai City, after going through many twists and turns, he finally got close.

Qiu Chuji was startled, he thought Ling Hantian was taking care of Situ Jinhong, but he didn't expect it was control.

"Hehe, little brother Ling, you are really getting better and better."

Mei Ji was full of smiles, Ling Hantian's excellence was beyond her expectations every time.

She fell in love with this little man more and more.

Ling Hantian smiled indifferently, Meiji's praise, for some reason, he felt a sense of joy and satisfaction in his heart.

The next moment, with a thought, Ling Hantian prepared to lead the two of them out of the Promise Temple.

However, at this moment, Ling Hantian frowned, and the Promise Temple turned into dust and floated in the sea water. Ling Hantian was very clear about the movements of the outside world.

At this moment, several powerful perceptions swept over, and these powerful perceptions are unique to the late-stage powerhouses of the universal sages.

Ling Hantian didn't go out immediately, the aura of the Wuji Temple was well hidden, as long as he didn't go out, the strong outside would not be able to sense it.

Not long after, several powerful and burly men crossed the sky and stopped over the deep sea where the Promise Temple is located.

One of them was Huangpu Yiyun who fled in embarrassment not long ago.

There were five people who came here, all of whom were in the late period of the great sages of the world. Four of them were wearing black robes with the word "Ming" embroidered on their chests.

These four people are all strong members of Hades Sect.

The five people stopped in mid-air, and Huang Pu Yiyun shot around with his eyes, with a look of doubt on his face.

Through the connection of Xumijie, he felt that Ling Hantian and others should be nearby, but after coming here, the feeling almost disappeared.

"Lord Huangpu, are you sure it's here?"

A strong Mingtian sect's perception swept around, but it's not that there are no creatures here, even if it is a million miles away, there is no strange breath.

"My feeling is this direction, that little bastard should be hiding somewhere!"

Huang Pu Yiyun's face was cold, and he tried his best to sense, but the feeling just now was completely cut off.

"There is no strange aura within a million miles. I think the person Master Huangpu is looking for should use some kind of treasure to isolate the perception."

Another strong Mingtian Cult thought for a while, and his eyes fell under the deep sea.

Huang Pu Yiyun nodded. He knew that Ling Hantian had the Temple of Promise in his hands. If that kid used the Temple of Promise to hide, it would be very difficult for him to pass the Sumeru Precepts induction.

"Damn it, you bastard!"

Thinking of this, Huangpu Yiyun couldn't help punching into the deep sea, and the destructive power immediately set off tens of thousands of feet of huge waves.

The huge waves were churning, and none of the five people noticed that a purple spot the size of a grain of dust drifted with the waves.

"This lingering fellow!"

In the Promise Temple, Ling Hantian saw Huangpu Yiyun coming, and immediately understood that Huangpu Yiyun might have sensed the Xumi ring he had put away to find this place.

So at the first moment, Ling Hantian threw Huangpu Yiyun's Sumeru ring into the melting furnace of the prehistoric sun. If Huangpu Yiyun can still sense the separation of the two treasures, it is really against the sky.

Although he really wanted to kill Huangpu Yiyun right now, but with five great sages gathered in the late stage, he couldn't compete with this lineup.

But at this moment, Qiu Chuji flicked the Buddha dust, and suddenly said, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Ling Xiaoyou, is it true that Situ Jinhong is completely in control?"

Before, there were only three of them, and they couldn't exert the maximum power of the Four Elephants Zhuxian Formation, but if Situ Jinhong was completely controlled, it would be completely different.

After all, Situ Jinhong alone is almost equivalent to a strong man in the late stage of the universal sage.

(End of this chapter)