In an instant, Su Xuan sensed a mysterious force coming back from somewhere.

Gradually, a gravel-like light shone in front of Su Xuan's eyebrows.

The ten directions mysterious crystal! Nourishes the first layer of heaven! The first layer of heaven nourishes the ten directions mysterious crystal.

Su Xuan's pupils shrank.

"This place is very beneficial to my practice of the Five Spirit Fusion Techniques!"

Su Xuan was surprised.

"And...the Shifang Xuanjing here can indeed improve physical fitness, but it's just too subtle to detect!"

The gleam in Su Xuan's eyes kept flashing, and the power of the imperial pattern continued to spread.

Find out this.

Su Xuan did not act rashly.

He must first understand how the ten heavens operate! Time passes quietly.

Ten days go by in a blink of an eye.

The beginning of January.

Jin Wunian suddenly woke up from his practice.

Or rather.

Many people open their eyes slowly.

"At the beginning of every year, the Lord will give a mark in each heaven.

This mark is comparable to five ten-square mysterious crystals, for first-level monks to compete for!"

"Grab the mark, and you can use it to listen to the guidance of the Lord!"

"This is a gift from the Lord, and it is also the first great fortune for those of us who have just arrived in the tenth heaven!"

Jin Wunian's eyes showed excitement and determination to win.

"I must get this mark of the first heaven!"

There was a golden light flickering between Jin Wunian's eyebrows.

This is the condensed blood of the emperor, extremely powerful.

"Junior Brother Jin, this mark belongs to you!"

Feng Qingshu chuckled and said, although she also wanted to get it, she knew she was hopeless.

"Haha, Senior Sister Feng, I will let you feel it when the time comes."

Jin Wunian laughed.

"Really?"

Feng Qingshu's beautiful eyes showed surprise.

"nature."

"Then senior sister, I would like to thank my junior brother first."

Feng Qingshu's eyes moved, and she looked a bit charming despite her pure nature.

Jin Wunian's heart moved, but he suppressed it.

This is not the time for distracting thoughts. There will be plenty of time to subdue this little hoof in the future.

Time... passes slowly.

Suddenly.

"boom!"

It was like thunder roaring from the sky.

The monks in the ten heavens all raised their heads.

Their pupils contract violently.

In a trance, an ancient holy figure towering over the sky appeared in the highest place.

The majesty and majesty made them tremble all over.

"Heaven is kind and the saints preach."

"Get my mark and honor me as a saint!"

The sky rumbles loudly.

All the monks in the ten heavens bowed deeply.

Later.

"Boom boom boom!"

It seemed like meteors had fallen from the tenth heaven and scattered in the lower heavens.

A stream of light shines straight into the sky.

Jin Wunian and many disciples' eyes were burning.

"Haha, I have been waiting for a year in the first layer of heaven just for this moment!"

"This mark is mine!"

Many disciples shouted loudly.

"Shut up, this mark belongs to me!"

Jin Wu Nian drank in a low voice, his blood was like a dragon, and his golden light shot into the sky.

"boom!"

He overwhelmed all the disciples at once, causing them to tremble wildly.

On the first level, the strongest one is only Half-Step Spirit Emperor! But here, Jin Wunian is undoubtedly the strongest.

"Hahaha..." Jin Wunian laughed, not caring about the angry gazes around him, and reached out to grab the stream of light.

But... "Whoops!"

The stream of light that was supposed to fall into his palm turned around and missed Jin Wunian.

Jin Wunian's face stiffened.

Everyone froze.

"who!"

The low roar echoed, and Jin Wunian couldn't help but see the anger in his eyes.

He turned his head sharply.

Everyone's eyes also turned with the flow of light.

Under their gaze.

The stream of light flew towards a small mountain peak and turned rapidly above the head of a young man.

"It's you!"

Jin Wunian was furious.

The young man...is none other than Su Xuan.

He opened his eyes slightly and looked at the mark in the stream of light.

That mark... is the word "Zhao"! "Respect you, Zhao Yanque, as a saint?"

Su Xuan sneered and slapped the mark far away with his palm.

Brilliant like fireworks.

The marks began to fade away quietly.

Everyone was stunned.

Hit...dispelled the mark?
Chapter completed!