"During the competition for new disciples, those who do not have personnel to participate in the branch hall will not be allowed to enter. This is the order of the sect master, do you dare to disobey it!" That day, the disciple of the Demon Hall was not afraid of Qin Changming at all, and he confronted Qin Changming!

"Senior Brother Qin, don't make trouble!" Zhao Gang stepped forward and pulled Qin Changming over, and said to the Heavenly Demon Hall disciple in a deep voice, "This year, one of our disciples from the Red Blood Hall will participate in the new disciple competition!

"Then wait a minute, let's go and ask for instructions. After the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Hall nodded arrogantly, they left together, without taking Xing Wuji and the others in their eyes at all.

"Bastard, the Heavenly Demon Hall is becoming more and more arrogant, and the two watchdogs dare to despise us like this!" Qin Changming said with an angry face

"Hey. Chen Tian sighed and said, "It's no wonder that others, it's our Red Blood Hall that has been too weak in the past thirty years. If Master doesn't take back the order he gave thirty years ago and strengthen the Red Blood Hall, sooner or later we will be swallowed up by other branches!"

"Hmph, when Master successfully breaks through to the Yuan Infant Stage, I think who of these dogs and powerful guys would dare to look down on the people of our Red Blood Hall!" Qin Changming turned his gaze to Xing Wuji angrily and said, "Xing Wuji, Lao Tzu was humiliated by two watchdogs for you." Even if you die this time, you have to give me a good beating, and beat the participating disciples of the Heavenly Demon Hall to death for me!"

Xing Wuji saw that Chen Tian and Zhao Gang were also looking at him with the same eyes, and he resolutely said, "I will definitely do my best!"

It was already an hour before the two Heavenly Demon Hall disciples who went to ask for instructions turned around and agreed to let Xing Wuji and the others enter the Heavenly Demon Hall.

For this reason, Qin Changming's anger was even worse, and the expressions of Zhao Gang and Chen Tian were also ugly and abnormal. Xing Wuji felt that this Heavenly Demon Gate was simply like a gang in his world, different bosses led different younger brothers, and no one obeyed anyone. The strongest boss, the younger brother under his hand is often arrogant.

And the Red Blood Hall where he is now is the weakest of the big gang of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and it is the most vulnerable to bullying.

"Because I didn't expect that there would be disciples in the Red Blood Hall to participate in the competition this year, the guest rooms were not well prepared, so I could only aggrieved the four of them to live here. The disciple of the Heavenly Demon Hall, who was in charge of the allocation of the guest room this time, pointed to the chaifang with a hypocritical apologetic smile

Qin Changming's face turned green!

He stared at the Heavenly Demon Hall disciple with eyes that could kill, and the Green Jiao Sword suddenly appeared in Qin Changming's hand, he really couldn't continue to endure such a naked insult!

He's going to chop up this guy with a fake smile on his face!

"Before you do it, you'd better figure out who I am! I am the son of Hong Xiangtian, the head of the Heavenly Demon Sect, who distributes the spirit stone elixir, Hong Ming!" That day, the disciple of the Demon Hall did not change his face in front of Qin Changming's flying sword, and coldly reported his father's name!

Hearing Hong Ming's name, Qin Changming's face decreased sharply, and Zhao Gang and Chen Tian's faces changed slightly. In the end, Zhao Gang yelled at Qin Changming with a dark face, "Qin Changming, what are you doing!" Put away the flying sword, Hong Gongzi, he has no malicious intentions, it's just that the mana on the way here is excessively consumed, and his head is confused for a while, don't be surprised." ”

Hong Ming snorted arrogantly, "What's something!" and then brushed his sleeves away.

I've seen arrogance, I've never seen such arrogance!

However, this Hong Ming does have arrogant capital, but this is not his own capital, but his father's capital.

Hong Ming's father was in charge of the distribution of the spirit stone elixir, and Qin Changming dared to touch a single hair of this kid. Hong Ming's father can cut off the distribution of the spirit stones and elixirs of the Red Blood Hall. Even if it doesn't break it all, it will definitely do something from it.

The spirit stone is the money commonly used in the Qianyuan cultivation realm, and the elixir is something that every cultivator desperately needs. Hong Ming's father controls the distribution of these two kinds of property, which is equivalent to controlling the lifeblood of all the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect Branch!

How dare Qin Changming and the others hurt each other's sons.

Qin Changming withdrew the Green Jiao Sword without saying a word, and flew to the roof of the firewood room with a jump. Then Qin Changming's suppressed voice came from the roof: "I'll keep vigil tonight!"

"Let's go inside. Zhao Gang pushed open the door of the firewood room and said in a gloomy tone

Xing Wuji silently followed Zhao Gang and Chen Tian to the firewood house full of wood and straw. Zhao Gang and Chen Tian observed the firewood room, and the two of them were silent, and one person picked up Xing Wuji and flew to the shortest pile of straw.

Zhao Gang said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Xing, you go to bed first, you need to recuperate your spirits and prepare for the competition in three days! In these three days, several of us will take turns to teach you some combat skills!"

Xing Wuji nodded without speaking, fell on the straw pile and closed his eyes. Is this the demon gate for the survival of the fittest? Or is this the way of survival in the Qianyuan Cultivation Realm?

Tears are not something that men should have, Xing Wuji has always thought so.

Even if it was this devilish three days, even if his left shoulder was pierced by Qin Changming's malicious venting stab. Xing Wuji had never shed a single tear, he had been in this Qianyuan Cultivation Realm for three years. His body is someone else's, but his soul hasn't changed!

Xing Wuji's motto is "Surely you will repay!"

Waiting for him to have the ability to take revenge, he will let the enemy repay the humiliation he has suffered 10,000 times!

And Xing Wuji now not only needs to live, he also needs to find a way to gather the three true qi of the conflict between good and evil in his body or destroy them all!

Xing Wuji hopes that in the course of this competition, he can successfully find a solution. Otherwise, when Zhao Gang and the three returned to the Red Blood Hall and found that Su Xiaoya and the five had fled, he didn't know if Zhao Gang and Chen Tian would stop Qin Changming from killing him at that time.

And even if Qin Changming didn't kill him and retreated for three years, what the bloodthirsty madman who was about to leave the customs would do with him after knowing about this matter was still unknown.

Xing Wuji didn't want to sit still, he needed to find a way to solve the three true qi in his body, and he needed to find a chance to escape from here, otherwise his life would be threatened with death all the time.

Now Xing Wuji was standing in the ring of this new disciple competition, and there were thirty-nine other participating disciples standing side by side with him. Opposite the ring is a makeshift viewing stand. In the middle of the viewing platform sat the Heavenly Demon Gate Master Wentian, and on both sides of Wentian sat the Hall Master of the Heavenly Demon Gate Twelve Branches, and the position of the Hall Master of the Red Blood Hall was at the very end, because the Bloodthirsty Demon was still in retreat, the position of the Hall Master of the Red Blood Hall sat the acting hall master Zhao Gang.

Around the ring, there are disciples from various branches, and they will all cheer for their fellow students in the competition!

A white-bearded Taoist priest dressed as a Taoist priest and not wearing a Heavenly Demon Gate costume talked nonsense in the ring, similar to the flickering words of friendship first and competition second.

His age-spotted hand was magically filled with a large green bamboo stick, and the white-bearded Taoist priest would face the faces of the spectators under the ring, and turned to Xing Wuji and the others, "For the sake of fairness, we will draw lots to determine the number of matches and opponents." And the rules of the game are also very simple, as long as the opponent does not hurt the life of the opponent to win, the winner can enter the next round, and the loser is eliminated. ”

In the middle of Xing Wuji's line, when the white-bearded Taoist priest handed the stick holder to him, Xing Wuji took a deep breath and drew a bamboo stick that was off the center.

Waiting for all the participating disciples to draw the bamboo lots, he shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Next, please ask the participating disciples on my left hand to report the number of matches and the names of the opponents on the lottery." Please hear the name of the participating disciple and stand face to face with this participating disciple. ”

The disciple on the left-hand side of the white-bearded Taoist priest picked up the bamboo stick and said loudly, "In the tenth game of the competition, the opponent of the game is fierce Bai Zhanpeng. ”

A tall and strong man standing at the end of the right side of the line quickly walked up to the disciple who was counting so loudly.

The total number of participants was only forty, and soon it was Xing Wuji's turn to report the name of the opponent and the number of games, Xing Wuji didn't go to see the bamboo sign and said, "The first game of the game, the opponent of the game, Li Xiao." ”

Hearing Xing Wuji's reported number of matches and the name of his opponent, Zhao Gang's face on the viewing platform changed slightly, and Qin Changming, who was standing under the ring, Chen Tian's face became even more uncertain.

Wu Hades, the hall master of the Black Demon Hall on the viewing stage, squinted at Zhao Gang, who was sitting at the end, and said in a mocking tone: "I didn't expect that the bloodthirsty demon had actually accepted an apprentice after all these years of retreat. However, I haven't heard that there is also a disciple in the Red Blood Hall participating in the competition before, otherwise I will definitely let my disciples show mercy. After all, the Red Blood Hall has not participated in the competition for thirty years, and now it is difficult to accept an apprentice, participate in the competition, and be eliminated at the beginning. Isn't that a shame? ”

Wu Hades's obviously sarcastic and provocative words, how could Zhao Gang not understand. It's just that now he can't say or do anything except clench his fists. Because he couldn't beat King Wu Hades in the late stage of Jindan, because Xing Wuji was unlucky enough to draw the first game at once, and he drew one of the few new disciples to compete in the late stage of Qi induction.

This game has already been lost in Zhao Gang's eyes, although it is also in the qi induction period, the strength in the late stage of qi induction is still far better than that in the middle stage of qi induction.

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