A school yard on the east side of the outer gate.

Several people walked and chatted there, led by a young man of about twenty years old, dressed in black, carrying a black war knife on his back, with a resolute face, a sharp scar on his left cheek, and a faint iron-blooded killing aura on his body.

"Senior Brother Fu Jian, this time the outer door competition, the champion will be you!"

The young man who spoke seemed to adore the man in black very much, and smiled.

Fu Jian said lightly: "I was born in the extreme north of the Great Yan Empire, where the forces are chaotic, the beacons are everywhere, there is never a day of peace, and it is also a place of sin, where countless people who have committed heinous crimes and have no way out live in seclusion. ”

Fu Jian's expression became serious, and he continued: "Even if it's just a child there, you know how to survive, pedestrian weapons on the street are necessary, the first time you kill people at the age of five, and you have been killing people for a long time!

"Arrogance! A minion like you in a wild land dares to dream of winning the championship of the outer gate competition, it is simply unbelievable!"

In the distance, two slender men in white walked out, with extraordinary temperament, and an arrogant aura on their faces was even better than Fu Jian just now.

"Feng Ming, Xiang Shaoyun, you two are imaginary guys. ”

Fu Jian's eyes looked indifferent and mocked.

The few people behind Fu Jian were almost shocked, and they didn't expect that the three of the five giants of the outer gate would meet here.

The identities of these two people also have a lot of backgrounds, Feng Ming is from the Xiuxian family, and the strength of the outer gate ranks fourth, and Xiang Shaoyun is also from a family, with an extraordinary identity, and the outer door ranks fifth.

"Haha, do you think that you have killed a few people, and living in a chaotic environment at the bottom can be compared to the children of a big family like us? There are dozens of people who have died at my hands for such a thing!"

Xiang Shaoyun said disdainfully.

"What you call killing people is bullying those slaves who dare not resist and can't resist! Do you have the feeling of life and death? Do you have the experience of turning defeat into victory? Do you have the experience of fighting with all your might?"

Fu Jian's series of rhetorical questions made Xiang Shaoyun and Feng Ming speechless, and Xiang Shaoyun retorted: "It's useless to say anything now, it's just a lowly slave!

After Feng Ming and the others left, a young man beside Fu Jian said, "Senior Brother Fu Jian, I support you, the two of them will definitely not be your opponents." ”

Fu Jian shook his head, "These two jumping clowns are naturally not to be afraid, the key is Hengming and Luo Yu, these two are the ones I care about the most, but I have at least an eighty percent chance of winning!"

"By the way, what happened to Long Jianfei recently can be clarified?"

Fu Jian asked.

"We tortured a kid named Duolong, and we learned from him that it was Zhao Xin who fought Long Jianfei to the death that day. ”

The one next to him said to himself.

"Zhao Xin!"

Fu Jian was furious and said, "Is it the Zhao Xin who killed Han Feng?!"

"It's him!"

One of the disciples nodded.

"Hmph, that's good, this time the new and old hatreds will be counted together!"

A grim smile appeared at the corner of Fu Jian's mouth.

"He fought Long Jianfei and the others alone, and killed them all! ”

A teenager cautioned.

Originally, Fu Jian thought that Zhao Xin was just a chess piece, and the person who really fought with Long Jianfei and killed them would be Ming Heng's subordinates, but he didn't expect it to be Zhao Xin!

"Oh, that's even more fun!"

There was a hint of bloodthirsty madness in Fu Jian's eyes.

"He's dead!"

When the teenagers next to him saw Fu Jian's expression, those who were familiar with him knew that this was a sign before going crazy.

In the early morning of one day, the sunlight sprinkled like broken golden fragments, bathing in the warmth of people's bodies, the bell tower in the center of the small city rang one after another, and the outer disciples in the street walked out one by one, and everyone's expressions were more solemn than before.

They all concentrated on the school field in the center of the small city, and soon the school field was crowded with people, and it was very lively, and almost all the idle outer disciples came, which was much more lively than the previous outer gate, because this time there were big people on the stage.

A seat of crimson clothes, a handsome face, and long black hair fell down, slightly scattered.

At this moment, Zhao Xin is in a remote place, and he has made a lot of breakthroughs in the past ten days, which will definitely surprise everyone.

He looked around and didn't see a single friend, Zhao Angxing was not qualified to participate, only the outer disciples above the innate were eligible.

As for Wang Xiaoer, who is still in retreat, Duolong was violently beaten by unknown people and is still lying in bed.

Directly north of the school field is a viewing building, the shape is elegant and peculiar, there are 30 zhang high, divided into three layers, the appearance is made of seemingly ordinary bluestone, showing a simple style, there are hundreds of formations engraved inside, and there is a small bell tower at the top.

The personnel in the first layer are some law enforcement disciples and disciples who spend a lot of contribution points to buy tickets, the second layer is mostly some elders, and the third layer has only two figures, one is the ninth elder who runs the tavern, and the other is the Xuan Bin elder in the Hidden Scripture Hall.

Soon after.

The bell rang slowly, containing a certain rhyme, and everyone who heard it was in good spirits, knowing that the game had begun.

There are tens of thousands of disciples from the outer sect, but there are only one hundred and eight people who are really qualified to participate in the outer sect competition.

You must meet three conditions to participate, first of all, you need to cultivate to reach the congenital level or above, this alone is to eliminate fifty percent of the players, then to improve the cultivation to not use illegal drugs, and finally to cultivate to the rank of fifty also need to participate in the qualifiers, eliminated to only fifty-eight people.

Therefore, all those who can participate in this outer door competition are the best members.

All the contestants came to the school grounds, and everyone looked solemn, and then they had to carry out the ceremony of burning incense and worshiping their ancestors.

Rows of elders and law enforcement disciples stood up and came to the front of the disciples, and a huge purple gold incense burner was placed on the clearing, and a faint cloud of smoke swirled out of it.

When the Chaos Immortal Gate holds some special or important events, it will always sacrifice to the ancestors first, burn incense and pray.

The elder standing at the front was an elderly man with white hair, a slender white beard, deep eyes, a solemn expression on his face, and a black dress commonly used by the abbot for sacrifices.

"The sacrifice begins!"

The loud voice of the sacrificial elder came, and this voice seemed to directly penetrate the entire heaven and earth, and suddenly some strange dao marks appeared in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the entire sky was intertwined, and the area where the outer gate was located was also constantly shaking, and a huge formation was activated!

Every moment that this formation covering the entire outer gate area is maintained, it consumes endless spirit stones, how can it be activated under normal circumstances?

In the sky, the natural texture of these marks gradually turned into a cold and dark moon and a hot and peaceful sun, the moon's body is like a huge black hole, devouring all the light around it, making everything dark, and the sun is emitting endless light, each light is peaceful and warm.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

A vague figure suddenly stepped out of the void, and then a chaotic qi surrounded it, as if it had broken through the ancient world, this figure was boundless, and the body seemed to be about to stretch open the entire sky, transcend this world, and break through the dust.

Powerful and mysterious, this is the feeling of every heart.

"This is the founder of my Chaos Immortal Gate, the ancestor of the Immortal Gate, the Chaos Dao Ancestor!"

The sacrificial elder revealed the identity of this figure.

All the disciples were shocked and shocked.

Without a pause, the sacrificial elder continued: "All my immortal sect disciples, perform three bows and nine bows to see the ancestor. ”

After saying that, every elder and disciple had a respectful face, and they knelt down one after another to bow down.

This is respect for the ancestors and respect for the teacher.

In the Heavenly World, the first major sin is not to commit boundless killing, nor to cultivate the Demon Dao, but to deceive teachers and destroy ancestors!

In the great world of heaven, it is natural to regard teachers as fathers and mothers, and the importance of teachers is very important.

After the people had finished their prayers, the second sacrifice began.

"Incense!"

The voice of the sacrificial elder** sounded, and a holy white light emerged around his body, becoming more and more sacred.

The only disciples who can offer incense are Zhao Xin, one hundred and eight disciples who participated in the outer gate competition, and under the envious eyes of everyone, Zhao Xin and them came to the purple gold incense burner one by one to respectfully incense.

Each incense is one inch in diameter and nine feet nine inches long, and the material is made of the flesh and blood of various desolate creatures, but it reveals a special fragrance, which has been passed down from ancient times to the present.

The sacrificial elder looked solemn, his eyes were deep with vicissitudes, and he was holding a scroll of worn-out wooden tablets, and he began to read aloud: "At the beginning of ancient times, the way of heaven first appeared, everything has a fate, mortals are ants, the number of lives is not more than a hundred, just like floating between heaven and earth, it is fleeting, but our predecessors are not willing to do this, go against the sky, peep at the fate of the heavens, and finally seize the great creation of heaven and earth, and be able to change their lives against the sky! My generation of cultivators, when you seek up and down, you have the determination to die when you hear the Tao!"

After saying this, the sacrificial elder's face was still serious, but there were more wrinkles on his face, his eyes were a little red, and his whole body was bathed in a golden light, which looked particularly sacred!

"Pray!"

This is the last sacrifice, and it is the most important one. With blood as an oath, he made a grand wish to the ancestor and asked for the blessing of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

There were still only one hundred and eight disciples who could pray, pulling out the long sword on their bodies and cutting their palms, leaving the blood, the blood with the fragrance of youth, dragged and fluttering in the void by a mysterious force, each disciple closed his eyes and silently initiated a grand wish in his heart, and the sound of the Great Dao sounded, as beautiful as the music of the gods.

Above the void, the phantom of the Chaos Patriarch slowly faded, forming small points of light, and finally turned into a rain of light scattered down, and Zhao Xin, who was bowing his head and praying, showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, bathed in the light and rain, and gained a lot.

The bottleneck of his cultivation is loosening, and he is about to break through, and the rain drops on the bare skin will directly integrate into the body and enter the blood, and even go deep into Zhao Xin's blood, breaking the power of the curse, but the light and rain are too little, and the effect is minimal.

Half an hour later, the prayer was over, and the sky was clear again.

"Who's that?

"Mana shock, he has stepped into the secret realm of supernatural powers?!"

"Not yet, only half a foot!"

"That man has a slave mark on his left cheek, how can this be!"

Some people exclaimed that this was undoubtedly a genius, and that he could be a slave.

"That's the sword slave of a certain big man in the Chaos Heavenly Palace!"

Someone revealed his identity.

"That man has a slave mark on his left forehead, how can this be!" someone exclaimed, this is a genius boy, and he could be a slave.

"He's so small, he doesn't look very old, what kind of genius would this be!" someone exclaimed, his expression slightly lost, maybe he sighed to himself.

Zhao Xin got up and looked up at the sky from afar, today's fog was as usual, covering the boundless sky, gray, and I couldn't see any beauty.

Suddenly, a cold wind hit, the pale red clothes blew up, and a piercing chill hit, Zhao Xin's pupils shrank slightly.

"Whose murderous spirit is this?"

Zhao Xin muttered to himself softly, raised his head and looked around, looking for its source.

Suddenly, he was slightly stunned, and his eyes fell on a teenager.

The boy was very short and thin, and his tattered gray linen clothes were casually caged around his body, his bare skin was as yellow as autumn leaves, and his body was very thin, and the wide linen clothes fluttered in the wind, so thin that the sternum and spine were faintly visible.

Zhao Xin's heart was not turbulent, there was no surface relaxation, he had no contact with this young man at all, why should he be hostile to him, but his expression was not dazed, nor angry, but his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the whole person was calm and calm, probably because of experience.

There have been many times of hostility and killing intent for no reason, and after coming to this world, everything has begun, one after another.

Zhao Xin looked at the young man's frost-white sideburns, the resolute outline seemed familiar, and asked softly, "Have I ever seen you?"

"See you a few days ago. ”

The young man's voice was slightly low and hoarse, and there was an inexplicable sadness when he heard it.

"A few days ago?"

Zhao Xin thought silently, his left hand stretched out and scratched his head, and suddenly, his eyebrows stretched out, and he smiled: "I remember, you are the lobbyist." ”

"You laugh when you know what I mean. ”

A shallow smile appeared on the young man's indifferent face, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye, and then he said coldly, "I'm here to kill you." ”

Zhao Xin's face did not change: "Because you can't kill me, you can naturally laugh." ”

The pupils of the sword slave tightened for a moment, his face instantly became hideous, and his teeth were clenched tightly, as if he wanted to devour Zhao Xin alive. Zhao Xin's eyes revealed his shame nakedly, and when people admired him, someone reminded him that he was just a slave, that kind of arrogant eyes, he couldn't be more familiar with it, and couldn't be more disgusted!

The gaze between Zhao Xin and the Sword Slave had already attracted the attention of the people around them, and these disciples took a few steps back, leaving an open space.

In this way, the positions of Zhao Xin and the sword slave became more obvious, and the disciples in the stands also looked at them, and then the elders of the second layer looked over, and finally the big people of the third layer glanced over from the corner of their eyes.

The scene was a bit depressing, it was a much-anticipated scene, and it was really unexpected that it evolved like this.

The two people who were concerned didn't seem to know what was going on, on the school grounds.

The sword slave's eyes were fierce, with ferocity, staring straight at Zhao Xin, and the mana on his body surged out, as if he would burst out and kill at any time.

Zhao Xin was indifferent, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was mocking.

The sword slave was unbearable, feeling that this person was not easy to deal with, under the suppression of his own momentum, he was still so indifferent and confident, this expression was so similar to those big shots, he tried to take a few deep breaths, and finally he stared at Zhao Xin for a few seconds, without losing his mind, he turned around and walked away.

The people around were also embarrassed and expressed regret, thinking that a duel would be staged, but the result was just anticlimactic, but everyone also expected that if the two of them were competing next, it would be so exciting.

Zhao Xinqing was not happy with the departure of the sword slave, and his mood was even worse, and his brows were already inadvertently furrowed.

Recalling that ten days ago, the sword slave stood in the wind and snow, his face was still very green, a immaturity was still melting, and now his temples have turned white, and his whole body is filled with an indescribable sadness, and his strength has advanced greatly, from the innate realm to the half-step supernatural secret realm!

What did he pay for it?

Zhao Xinzhong's confidence sank, and he saw this immortal cultivation world a little more thoroughly.