I Have A Bunch Of Saint Apprentices

0When those fellows who were watching from the sidelines saw this living king of hell looking in their direction, they were so scared that their legs trembled.    

    

After staying here for so long, they finally understood.    

    

Every time this young man revealed this kind of expression, something big would happen.    

    

The first time was when the strength of the One Horned Demon King suddenly increased by several levels.    

    

And every time he snapped his fingers, he would also have this kind of smile on his face.    

    

What was the situation now?    

    

The people from the Violet Heaven Palace had already been completely wiped out. If there was a good show, who would be on the stage?    

    

Apart from them, who else could it be?    

    

They were afraid that they would really have to kill him to silence him!    

    

"Sir! Sir, I, I, I... We just happened to pass by here, and we have no ill intentions towards the Shen Royal Sect."    

    

"I was also passing by! I saw Sir's heavenly skills for the first time, and I admire you greatly!"    

    

"My Longevity Sect is located ten thousand miles east of here. We are your neighbors. We are here to congratulate you!"    

    

"My Heavenly Beast Sect is also here! I heard that the Shen Royal Sect was established, so I brought a lot of gifts to congratulate you!"    

    

In order to survive, all kinds of lame excuses popped up.    

    

What happened to passing by?    

    

They came to congratulate him.    

    

Some even said that their ancestral graves were buried here, and they came to sweep the graves.    

    

It was as ridiculous as it could get.    

    

Shen Jun also used a lot of effort to hold back his laughter.    

    

"Are you serious? Since everyone is so busy, I won't force you to watch the show."    

    

Before the crowd could celebrate, Shen Jun's next sentence came.    

    

"However, it's a pity that everyone has come all the way here. It would be a pity if you miss it."    

    

"How about this? Those who want to leave can come register here. When I have free time, I will personally go to your sect and reenact the show."    

    

Everyone: "???"    

    

"Go to our sect and reenact the show?"    

    

"When you finish, how many people will still be alive in my sect?"    

    

With just a few words, the crowd of hundreds of thousands of people was stunned.    

    

Seeing the crowd's silence, Shen Jun laughed and said, "Then if you don't have any urgent matters to deal with, you can stay here and watch the show!"    

    

"Don't worry, I'm not a devil. I am reasonable."    

    

"You guys didn't do anything to my Shen Royal Sect. I won't take your lives for no reason. You can just watch the show in peace."    

    

Hearing Shen Jun's words, the hundreds of thousands of people present heaved a sigh of relief.    

    

As long as this living king of hell could let them go, let alone watching the show.    

    

Even if they had to stand here for a hundred years, it wouldn't be a problem!    

    

"Qinglian, come out."    

    

Shen Jun shouted without turning his head.    

    

"Disciple is here!"    

    

A handsome young man dressed in a green robe and carrying a sword on his waist rose into the air from the group of the Shen Royal Sect and landed behind Shen Jun.    

    

His face was angular and sharp like a blade.    

    

His sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes were exceptionally sharp.    

    

Lee Qinglian, the fourth disciple of Shen Jun, specialized in the Sword Dao.    

    

Before today, Lee Qinglian had been cultivating in the ninth floor of the Time White Tower and focused on cultivating the Sword Dao. Not to mention fighting, he had not even come out from the outside world a few times.    

    

When he heard that the Violet Heaven Palace had come to invade, he, who had just broken through to the Peak of Emperor, wanted to use these guys who didn't know life and death as a sacrifice.    

    

However, after standing in the crowd for a long time, not to mention fighting, he didn't even have the chance to draw his sword. His master had swept the entire place clean.    

    

"Qinglian, you have been in seclusion for so long and have already broken through the bottleneck of the Peak of Emperor. You should be able to summon the heavenly tribulation at any time and break through to the False Immortal, right?"    

    

Shen Jun's voice was neither loud nor soft, but it was enough for everyone to hear it clearly.    

    

"Yes! Disciple has indeed broken through the bottleneck."    

    

Lee Qinglian half-knelt behind Shen Jun and replied without hesitation, "I originally wanted to wait until I finished dealing with the people from the Violet Heaven Palace before preparing for the heavenly tribulation."    

    

"With so many people protecting you, what are you going to prepare?" Shen Jun laughed out loud and pointed to the hundreds of thousands of people below. "Now, hurry up and transcend the tribulation and prepare to break through to the False Immortal."    

    

"This... Yes! Disciple will obey Master's orders!"    

    

Lee Qinglian was stunned for a moment. Although he did not understand Shen Jun's intentions, he still nodded heavily and agreed.    

    

Without further ado, he sat down cross-legged on the ground and placed the long sword at his waist on his lap. Then, he closed his eyes and started to circulate his cultivation technique, preparing to trigger the heavenly tribulation.    

    

In an instant, sword qi overflowed into the sky.    

    

A large black cloud quickly gathered in the originally clear sky.    

    

Shen Jun looked at Lee Qinglian in front of him with an indifferent expression.    

    

The heavenly tribulation below the False Immortal Stage could be completed in the Wasteland Small World.    

    

With the blessing and protection of the Power of World, there was basically no possibility of failing.    

    

Even if he failed, he could be resurrected and immediately come back again.    

    

However, if he broke through to the False Immortal Stage, it would be better to break through in the outside world.    

    

After all, the small world was a small world. The strength of the World Rule Force was not comparable to a real matured plane.    

    

Especially in the Upper Realm, where the heavenly tribulation was to be experienced, it would be even more beneficial for the cultivator to experience the powerful Rule Force.    

    

Seeing Lee Qinglian sitting under the rolling black clouds, the upper echelons of the Shen Royal Sect, as well as the disciples of Shen Jun, were all puzzled.    

    

The show that Master was talking about, could it be this?    

    

Although the heavenly tribulation of the False Immortal Stage was powerful, to most of the people present, it was not a rare thing.    

    

As he had said before, those who dared to come and watch this great show were almost all strong.    

    

Among them, there were the most Second Grade Factions, and there were also a few A-grade Factions.    

    

As for those rogue cultivators, most of them had the cultivation of Great Emperors.    

    

Even if it was the most ordinary Second Grade Faction, there would always be one or two False Immortals.    

    

Not to mention those few A-grade Factions.    

    

Forget about the False Immortal Stage Heavenly Thunder, even the lowest level servants in the sect had seen it twice.    

    

To them, a mere False Immortal Stage Heavenly Tribulation was not something rare.    

    

The only thing that they were worried about was that the distance seemed to be a little close.    

    

The Heavenly Tribulation did not have eyes. If it was too close, it might be implicated by the aftershock.    

    

But it didn't matter.    

    

There were hundreds of thousands of people present, and there were also quite a few True False Immortals. Everyone channeled their energy to block it. Not to mention blocking the aftershock of the Heavenly Thunder, even if they were struck by the real Heavenly Thunder, it would not be a big deal.    

    

The hundreds of thousands of onlookers immediately heaved a sigh of relief.    

    

Although they did not know why this mysterious youth wanted them to stay and watch their disciple's tribulation.    

    

But... It was not a big deal anyway. They just had to watch.    

    

Perhaps it was as he said, he wanted so many people to guard his disciple.