The clouds of colorful smoke over the huge White Hanyu Square finally had a tendency to dissipate, and all the monks raised their heads and looked up, all with a look of anticipation, and a quarter of an hour was approaching. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Who will end up with the seven attractive rewards? Which monk will be able to win more than one prize in one fell swoop?

"Come out!" someone exclaimed, and everyone on the field saw a tower-like dark figure walking out of the clouds.

After all the monks saw the figure clearly, there was a lot of commotion in the audience! Tamu left his upper body, revealing his muscles that were extremely strong, and his fierce aura was undiminished, but what was even more puzzling was that Tamu had a big mouth and a smile when he left, even though the smile seemed chilling.

"He must have won the reward!" Seeing Tamu's expression, someone said firmly.

"The Great Yuan explosion just now was so intense, this Zhenyuan Sect monk didn't look like he was injured! Immediately after, some monks were surprised.

"Look, someone is coming out again!"

Everyone quickly turned their eyes away from Tamuli, and saw a cyan figure swept out of the clouds. Tamu seemed to have noticed the figure behind him, and slowly turned his head to look back, grinning widely, and then smiling.

Facing Ta Muli's "honest" smile, the green-shirted monk's face suddenly froze, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his angry eyes, but then he pressed it down.

The moment he saw the figure of the green-shirted monk, a trace of joy flashed on the originally calm Xu Liang's face, and when he found that what he was looking forward to was a pair of iron-blue faces, Xu Liang was dumbfounded, with an incredible look in his eyes: "Could it be Senior Brother Xu Kun..."

"Impossible, impossible!" Xu Liang shook his head, unable to believe it.

A quarter of an hour has finally arrived, and it's time to reveal the final puzzle.

As Ta Muli and Xu Kun flew back and forth and landed in the center of the venue, the square became even more agitated, and the eyes of all the monks outside the venue carried a trace of excitement and a trace of heat.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

One purple and one silver flashed in everyone's sight at the same time, Zong Ming first glanced down at the square below, and then looked at the large cloud of smoke overhead, a deep helplessness flashed on his slightly immature face, and then his figure flashed downward.

Lei Jin, who was wearing a silver robe, glanced at the colorful clouds and smoke that gradually dissipated above his eyes, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and then his figure disappeared in place, falling down as a silver light.

At the moment when Lei Jin disappeared in place, a black-clothed figure quietly appeared outside the smoke cloud, this person was wrapped in a black robe, only half of his slender cheeks were exposed, it was the brown-clothed monk of the Shenxing Sect, but he didn't know when he changed into a black robe?

The figure in black only paused, and then quietly disappeared in place, and in a flash, the figure had already appeared more than ten feet below.

In the most expectant eyes of everyone outside the field, a beautiful shadow finally swept out the colorful smoke cloud, like a fairy in the sky descending to the world, fluttering towards the field, and suddenly many devouring monks on the field drooled.

Shui Qinglan looked at the dusty figure with wide open eyes, and a trace of envy flashed on her pretty face. Suddenly, Shui Qinglan gently covered her small mouth, with a hint of incredulity in her eyes: "Sister Xue Ning likes white the most, why did she change her pink clothes, and the green yarn that covered her face was also replaced by a white gauze?"

Huang Fuming and Liu Cheng noticed the strange appearance of the water and blue beside them, and after the two glanced at each other, they stopped at the pink figure, and a trace of incomprehension flashed on their faces at the same time.

The flowerless saint Xue Ning fell into the middle of the field, her eyes first stayed on the black figure opposite, but the black figure didn't seem to notice her gaze, and the complicated look in Xue Ning's originally cold eyes disappeared in an instant.

Zong Ming turned his head to glance at Ta Mu Li and Xu Kun not far away, and then glanced at the mysterious black-clothed monk and the pink-clothed flowerless saintess, and a smile of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Six of the seven monks had already appeared, and the square gradually fell silent, just the gray figure was missing.

Huang Tianxing looked at the purple figure in the field, and there was a hint of expectation in his eyes. Zong Ming's strength is best known to him, he is the best genius monk of the Five Elements Sect in recent decades, not to mention the five spiritual roots of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the Five Elements Technique is even more than the younger generation of the Five Elements Sect, and he is even more faintly superior than him.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Tianxing glanced up at the smoke cloud above, and said secretly in his heart: "I don't know how many rewards that freak snatched?"

In the clouds and smoke, Han Zhonglin's two-handed magic tricks appeared, and he heard a few sounds of "whoosh" and "whoosh", and five spirit dragons came in response, with a dragon's mouth, and two exercises, a long sword, and two pills flew out respectively.

Looking at the five items in front of him and the long whip and short knife in his hand, Han Zhonglin showed a satisfied smile on his face, first put the spirit dragon into his body, and then rolled up the sleeves of his robe, and the seven items were put into the storage bag, and then Han Zhonglin stepped out and swept away the clouds.

When he stepped out of the seven-colored smoke cloud, Han Zhonglin found that all the eyes in the square were shooting in unison, surprised, envious, angry, and admired, as if he wanted to nail Han Zhonglin there. Han Zhonglin smiled slightly, put his right hand behind him, and stepped out, and his figure appeared ten zhang away.

The silence in the square was incomparable, and everyone stared at the ordinary gray figure, and their hearts were a little shocked! That gray figure may not be considered clever, but between the gestures of that person, his clothes fluttered, calm and calm, and his bearing was extraordinary and unearthly, which made people feel ashamed. In terms of this powerful aura alone, I am afraid that there will be no second one in the audience.

Seeing Han Zhonglin pretending to be like this, Xu Kun's face turned cold, and as soon as he snorted coldly on his front foot, he heard a sullen voice coming: "Good demeanor!"

Ta Muli deliberately glanced at Xu Kun, his voice was deliberately three points higher, and his big face was full of admiration, looking a little nondescript.

The black-clothed monk and Lei Jin of the Shenxing Sect did not move, pretending not to see it, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Zong Ming looked at the gray figure that came slowly, but he showed a look of admiration, which was extraordinary, as if he had no intersection with Han Zhonglin, as if Han Zhonglin had not robbed him either.

Xue Ningmei stared at the gray figure, a complicated look flashed in the depths of her eyes, and the scene that made her ashamed just now appeared in her mind, and the beautiful face under the light veil was slightly hot for no reason.

After five or six breaths, Han Zhonglin stepped on the square with his feet, and after his eyes swept over the six monks in the center one by one, his eyes closed, and he didn't know where he had gone.

On the high platform, Phantom Ion stroked his beard with a smile, and said to the remaining ten or so monks of the same level on both sides, "What do you fellow Daoists think of this Ten Sects Conference?"

The True Rock Daoist in a yellow magic robe first glanced at the phantom ion, and then glanced at Qingyu Zhenren not far away with a deep meaning, and said with a smile: "There are many participating disciples in this Ten Sects Conference than in the past, and there are a few good seedlings who stand out from the crowd, all of them are extremely talented, and there are successors of each sect, which is really gratifying to our generation!"

Hearing this, the real person of the Flower Holy Land shook the dust lightly, and then said: "What Zhenyan Daoist said is extremely true, these good seedlings can be described as "demons". The purple-clothed boy of the Five Elements Sect has cultivated all five elements, and it is difficult to find it for a hundred years, and the Black Mountain vein was born again, and I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse. ”

When Tang Yun Zhenren mentioned the "Black Mountain Lineage", a worried look appeared on his pretty face, and he didn't know whether it was true or not, which made the rest of the monks present all look pale.

"This time, the Five Elements True Man did not come to this Ten Sects Conference, but only sent disciples to come, it is already a broken rule, I don't know what I want? Three hundred years ago, the "Five Elements Venerable" and the "Black Mountain Divine Envoy" both came to the world, and how much bloody rain and rain were brought to my Southeast Cultivation True Domain, our sects have to learn from it!" Tang Yun Zhenren said worriedly.

A fine light flashed in the cloudy eyes of the phantom ions, but then it flashed away, and said indifferently: "The words of the Daoist friends of Tangyun are not unreasonable, but I am afraid that some alarmist words, now that the sects have been recuperating for two hundred years, they are already extremely strong, and they will not be as vulnerable as three hundred years ago." ”

"Illusory Daoist Friend's words are wrong, can't the "Death of Junshan" a hundred years ago explain everything?" The man in Tsing Yi, who was next to the True Rock Daoist, raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice.

Phantom Ion looked stunned for a moment, and then a flash of grief flashed on his old face.

A sneer flashed at the corner of Qing Yuzhen's mouth: "Yuanfu Daoyou, how can we talk about the big war a hundred years ago, not to mention that there is another hidden secret!"

"Secrets?" Yuanfu Daoren smiled coldly, and then said: "Your Immortal Sect gained the most in that war, of course, there is a secret in it!"

"It's just a matter of ability, just like the melee just now, the capable live in it, and the incompetent bark!" Qing Yu Zhenren looked at the ordinary gray figure in the field and said with a faint smile.

"You..."The three corpse gods of Yuanfu Dao's popularity jumped violently, their sideburns and muscles were exposed, and their expressions were blue and white, but they couldn't attack on the spot, and they were extremely embarrassed.

A purple-clothed, long-faced middle-aged man sitting next to Phantom Ion saw that Yuanfu Daoist was angry, and persuaded with a smile: "Yuanfu Daoist Friend is angry, why don't you leave a little thin noodles for Phantom Daoist?"

Yuanfu Daoyou waved the sleeves of his robe, couldn't help but snort coldly, and hurriedly got off the donkey down the slope to save face.

Qing Yu Zhenren glanced at the man in purple, then turned his head back, closed his eyes, and went quietly.

"Phantom Fellow Daoist, this Ten Sects Conference is almost over, why don't you announce the results?" A strange arc flashed at the corner of the purple-clothed man's mouth.

"Xuanye Daoyou said yes, how did the old man forget this stubble!" Phantom Ion forced out a smile and slowly stood up.

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