Chapter 1465

few dozen seconds, at least hundreds of people knelt down!Their eyes looking at Zhao Ping'an were even more worshipful and devout than a wild chicken looking at another wild chicken!"What... what is g...Chapter 1465

As soon as they appeared, the noisy square fell silent.

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Everyone turned to look ahead.

Before Zhao Ping'an, a crowd of people watched him with an ambiguous gaze. This fellow was too monstrous, simply not human. He had resisted the middle stage of the Nascent Soul realm with his peak Golden Core cultivation, and after the great battle, he killed the nascent soul realm cultivator with his martial arts prowess.

This is unprecedented!

Chang Jin took a step forward, his voice full of authority: "Listen carefully, you sixteen. Standing before you is the venerable master who guides and points aspiring disciples towards the path of becoming saints in Changbai Sacred Land."

"Their magical arts and domains are diverse!"

You should choose a companion according to your own strengths, so that you can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Shi Lao Da and the others excitedly nodded. They were about to become disciples of the Saint, truly belonging to the Changbai Holy Land. This identity didn't just mean having a guide, it represented something far greater.

From now on, I have someone to rely on!

Changjin introduced again: "Master Longfeng specializes in wind magic."

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Chang Lei Venerable, who specializes in thunder magic.

"Reverend Changyun, who specializes in condensing clouds and bringing rain, drawing water from the heavens."

"Furthermore, venerable Changning is unwell today and unable to attend. He also specializes in water magic."

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The last one is Nan Qianhua... Senior sister, she majored in... everything!der, lashed through the air towards Zhao Ping'an. There was no whistling sound as they cut through the air; instead, the surroundings grew eerily silent, as if all sounds had been absorbed by the whip...