The outside world –

Knowing that the "Qianling Gate" had been slaughtered, many people were taken aback, although this was a small sect, but the ancestor had a famous and powerful man? I heard that the things left by that predecessor were enough to kill a four-star Qingbai, but now, it seems to be useless.

Was the raid too fast, or was the Misty Illusion powerful enough to be ignored?

No one knows.

In short, after getting the news of the slaughter of Qianlingmen, almost all the sects within a radius of eight million miles could not be closed, and even if there were, it was a terrible sect that had been famous for many years, and even a thousand years ago.

It is estimated that now, only this kind of sect can deal with him.

"Misty Fantasy is really going to be killed?" the people of Beiling Yuan were all very panicked, "If there is a war here, maybe it will be another massacre." ”

"Tsk, who knows? Anyway, we can just take care of ourselves. ”

In the tavern, a bunch of people from all over the world are talking about what they know, and they can be regarded as sharing them with each other.

"The Great Competition of the Sect starts today, and all the disciples from the Seven Veins are invited to prepare for the competition. ”

A majestic voice is heard here.

An old man appeared with the elders.

Dare to do their own thing in this turbulent era, and it is estimated that there is only a super sect like them.

The dense crowd of people are all preparing here, and they are all disciples from the seven peaks, so many people are very concerned about this competition.

"Anno, it's up to you this time. ”

A bunch of women gathered around a person, talking anxiously and a lot.

"Eh, look, look, those guys are really, my little junior brother is also the one who won the Xiaomai Martial Arts, and he is so unrighteous that he went to their Yunfeng to see the girl. Several men gathered around a young man who was still a little immature.

He is the youngest contestant today.

Today is the day of the big competition held once every five years, and after each small competition, there will be a large number of Tianjiao who have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Slowly, a total of seventy-one people from the seven veins also converged.

Big Burning Peak, Small Burning Peak, Yu Peak, Tianfan Peak, Cloud Peak, Sea Peak, Shengtian Peak.

A total of seven veins.

"Among this year's disciples, the most outstanding ones are the disciples of the Holy Heaven Peak, even if it is the Great Zhuo Peak led by the senior brother, it is slightly inferior. Yufeng's peak master said.

"Shengtian Peak has been the main vein since ancient times, if Senior Brother hadn't abdicated back then, this position would not have been Senior Brother's?" Yun Feng's old woman opened her mouth to argue.

Speaking of which, the sect master is a person who doesn't like to be lively, and he didn't want Shengtianfeng directly back then, which also came from his personality.

Moreover, if it weren't for the recent turmoil caused by the mysterious things, it is estimated that he would not have appeared today and came to such a mixed place to preside.

He stood forward for a moment and pressed his hand down, "Alright, silence!"

The sound was loud and shook the sky.

Nearly 10,000 disciples were quiet at this time.

After everyone quieted down, the sect master opened his mouth and said: "Today, it is the day of the big competition, the big day that all the people of my Qingshan sect are paying attention to, starting today, the twelve-day competition is the beginning!"

As soon as the words fell, he flashed with a big hand, and a full seventy-one tokens flew out in unison, which corresponded to the seventy-one disciples who participated in the competition.

At this time, they showed their skills, and each of them was making a move.

In a short time, seventy-one tokens had owners.

"Who's the number one in the ranks?"

The first person has a bye and will directly enter the second round of the competition.

"Who's the number one in the ranks?"

The man asked again.

Just when everyone was looking around, a small hand slowly rose, "Elder, I, I'm the first in line." ”

Seeing that it was this child, the elder walked over to confirm it, and then said, "Yu Feng, Zhang Tian, enter the next round." ”

"Wow, this luck?!"

"Zhang Tian was pushed out to top the thunder, right?"

"His strength can also participate in the competition, I heard that he has always stayed in the bronze realm?"

"It's supposed to train him, right? Hasn't the Yufeng Peak Lord always been like this?"

“......”

Many disciples were talking about it, and they were deeply impressed by Zhang Tian, because he was the only one who couldn't cultivate, but was kept until now.

He is not very old, only fifteen years old, so it can be said that it is a good time to cultivate.

However, since people have drawn the first place, no one will say anything.

"Whoever draws the same number will be opponents, so please match each other. The elder loudly announced, "If someone wants to cheat, this peak will not participate in the next competition, I hope you disciples will treat it well and participate in every competition seriously!"

"The disciple is enlightened. ”

The seventy-one disciples said in unison.

And after the corresponding opponent was found, they each started the competition in the wide ring here, after all, this is a big competition, and the first two competitions are almost nothing to care about, as long as they have a little strength, they will pass.

However, just as they were about to compete, a black cloud suddenly appeared.

The Qingshan Sect Master suddenly felt bad, and as the other six Peak Masters brushed up, he immediately shouted angrily: "Sect Master of the Lost Heaven Illusion, I, Qingshan, can't ask myself about the affairs of the world, why did I come to visit today?"

At this moment, everyone was a little panicked.

More than seventy disciples stopped moving and looked at the situation above with solemn faces.

- "Dark clouds, that's a large number of black-armored troops!"

All the disciples looked at the army on the heavenly dome, and the oppressive feeling was like coming from the soul, which made people tremble.

The Misty Heavenly Illusion walked out of the void, followed by Shi Yun, Shi Yun Ancestor, Yu Luo, Tianwu Hall Lord and other super powerhouses.

He looked at the Qingshan Sect Master and smiled coldly, "Now within the realm of eight million, except for those family forces, if you want to talk about anyone's boss, it's you." "If you don't die, I won't be able to sleep." ”

Today, one is to force Fan Yu to appear, and the other is to kill this sect.

The Qingshan Sect is the first sect in the Eight Million Earth Realm, since the Misty Heavenly Illusion wants to dominate the mountains and rivers, it must be dealt with, he didn't fight here before, and now that he has arrived, how can he let them go like this?

"Dog, we Qingshan are not those soft persimmons, do you want to pinch them, be careful to break your white and tender hands!" a peak master shouted angrily.

His temper is the hottest, and he has long been tired of this thing slaughtered everywhere.

"Presumably you are the peak master of Xiaozhuo Peak, Ao Jue?" he seemed to know Qingshan well, "I have long heard that Xiaozhuo Peak has a secret technique, but I don't know, as the master of the first peak, will you be this secret that is not passed on? Or can you only look at it?"

"Get out, my little Zhuofeng's things, how can a dog defile them?" Ao Jue snorted coldly.

For Ao Jue's words, Misty Fantasy didn't care at all.

He turned his eyes to look at the disciples below, pretending to understand something, and said, "So you are competing? Otherwise, I also have a group of the same children here, let's learn from you, and I should be familiar with the future enemy, how about it?"

- "Future, enemy?"

The seven people looked at him strangely, and for a while they didn't know what he was planning.

After all, the Qingshan Sect Master is the master of a faction, and now that the enemy is present, he still has some measures.

So, he waved his hand and said, "Since the Mystery Sect is mainly competing, then let's compete, how about it?"

"It's better to be respectful than to obey. ”

Misty smiled and went down with seven people, as if he had come prepared.

On the occasion of the seven-vein competition, the misty heavenly illusion brought people over.

But at this time, Fan Yu also took this opportunity to touch the mysterious nest under great danger.

Cheng will not bring much loss to the Misty Illusion, because he doesn't care at all, but Fan Yu doesn't know, thinking that once his nest is damaged, the Misty Illusion will suffer a great loss, but in fact, no, many people who arrange it are just for the sake of looking good.

This is what Misty Fantasy learned from Fan Yu.

No, for Fan Yu, it is fatal.

If you can kill them, it is naturally not a bad thing, but if you can't kill Fan Yu and others, there will not be much loss, on the contrary, Fan Yu will have to bear a lot of responsibility.

Misty Fantasy does not have the ability to reach the sky, but with the ability to take precautions and absorb the means of the strong from all sides, Fan Yu was a tricky enemy for him at the beginning, but his advantage expanded, and this danger was slowly reduced.

......

In the ring, the chief disciples of the Seven Veins stood together, looking at the seven people opposite, their faces were a little solemn.

This is a battle related to the dignity of the sect, they can't lose, they can only win.

Misty Heavenly Illusion sat on a throne under the ring, he looked at the seven old guys opposite, and smiled coldly, "We will win the battle, if I win, this sect will belong to me, if I lose, your Qingshan sect will survive safely." ”

"Hmph, with wild words, a small Heaven and Earth Alliance, still dare to determine the life and death of our first sect?" Tian Fan Feng's wind bones sneered, disdainful of this: "Don't say it's you, even if the first sect came out that year, you have to bow down to us." ”

The first sect of the year was called "Heavenly Illusion Maze", and it was a super sect that had been strong for nearly a thousand years, that is, because of the emergence of Qingshan, which led to the decline of this sect, and in the end, even a shadow could not be found.

"Heavenly Illusion Maze?" he smiled coldly and said, "You guys are really pig brains, think about me and the name of the sect." ”

"Lost Heavenly Illusion?" A disciple muttered, "Backwards?" wait a minute, could it be that he is...!?"

With such an obvious reminder, Misty Heavenly Illusion also stood up, a black chain wrapped around his hands, he looked at the seven old men, and his face suddenly became cold: "Back then, my father died tragically at the hands of your old sect master, and now I am back, but I never thought that he died, so that only the blood of your generation will come to pay tribute to my father." ”

Feng Gu, Ao Jue and the two stood together, they looked at the "senior brother" in front of them, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

"No wonder you are so familiar with Xiao Zhuofeng? I see, it's like this. Qingshan looked at the misty eyes and said, "Since you came prepared, then I have nothing to say, but the cultivation world is the law of the jungle, since you are here for revenge, then please don't embarrass the juniors." ”

He stepped out in one step, the momentum was magnificent, the pressure of the green platinum four-star swept in all directions, countless trees were directly bent down, and the originally cloudy eyes burst out with two rays of fine light, only to hear the sound of "boom", he was shooting towards the misty illusion.

Seeing this, the misty illusion didn't say much, the chain in his hand was directly wound into a fast shield, only to hear a "boom", and suddenly, the smoke and dust were everywhere, and the misty illusion retreated half a step.