"Good!" When I stepped out of the ring, the Great Elder cherished his words like gold.

The five elders next to him smiled and said, "Zhang Chuxiong, after you go back, you will be a disciple of my Thousand-Faced Poison Emperor!"

"This guy is shit lucky!"

"Shit luck, let you face an opponent who is thirty times higher than you, I'm afraid you will have been slaughtered by the opponent long ago!" In fact, everyone knows very well that I can win the praise of the elders, and it is all based on strength.

If the strength was a little worse, I'm afraid I would have died eight hundred times.

When they called me before, they thought that my death was certain enough to speak for themselves.

I killed the master of Zoroastrianism, and the face of Zoroastrianism was naturally not good-looking.

"I really didn't expect that his strength could be comparable to the Upper Heavenly King Realm!"

The last time we met, Black Fire didn't take me seriously from beginning to end.

The gap between the two is too big, and if Black Fire wants to kill me, it will be easier than crushing an ant.

The draw of lots for the inner disciples began again, and we were the six elders who went up and drew the thirty-second number, while the Zoroastrian sect drew the twenty-fifth number.

The gap between the two was not very large, so after a dragon fight, the Zoroastrian master was seriously injured and killed the disciple of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

The Great Elder's face was slightly gloomy, but at this time Zoroastrianism still had the upper hand.

Now it's the turn of the True Disciples.

It's just that the sixty who was killed earlier is no longer in the lottery.

When the Zoroastrian elder drew a lot, his expression was a little strange, and of course, it was more of a sneer.

"I've drawn number ninety!"

The Zoroastrian elder held up the sign in his hand, and it was engraved with bold letters: Ninety!

The surroundings are as quiet as death, and I'm stunned, grandma, I just went up to fight, why is it still me?

"This guy is too weak, he has a very small chance of being drawn in a row, for hundreds of years, only once or twice. "Someone with a strange face.

"If he's lucky, if he draws below sixty, he can still be killed, and the reward will probably be even greater. ”

Some people are full of envy.

"That's a good thing you say, if you draw fifty, forty or something, wouldn't you be killing yourself?"

Everyone understands that it is useless to say anything, only the lottery can decide my fate.

I was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, but unfortunately, I couldn't help it, my status and status didn't have any power at all.

"Drawn out, how many?"

On our side, the five elders are in charge of drawing lots.

"Not good!" Just looking at the face of the fifth elder, my heart suddenly sank, and I knew that it must not be good.

The other two elders also looked at each other, obviously realizing that the lottery was not good.

"Thirty!"

At this time, it was useless to hide it, and the five elders were full of bitterness.

"No. 30?" There was an uproar all around, No. 30, at least the Upper Heavenly King Realm, such a realm, compared to No. 60 just now, I'm afraid it is much stronger.

In between, it's not on the same level at all.

"Zhang Chuxiong is dead!"

"It's a pity, the fifth elder still plans to accept him as a disciple, which is an empty joy. "The disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect are extremely sorry one by one.

The fifth elder also smiled bitterly.

All of this was pulled out by him, he thought he would accept a good disciple, but now the disciple is completely gone.

"Remember, I want you to let No. 90 not survive, I can't die!" Previously, No. 60 was killed, which made the Zoroastrian boss resist me.

Now that he finally has another opportunity, how could he miss it?

"Elder, don't worry, I will definitely let him not be able to survive, he can't die!" The thirty disciple's eyes suddenly lit up.

With his ability, he can definitely kill the ninety with ease, and if he can win the favor of the elders, it will naturally be a great thing.

Needless to say, the 30th walked directly to the stage.

The conversation between him and the elder just now was heard by all the people in my Ten Thousand Poison Sect, so everyone's faces were ugly.

Normally, the people of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect can fight each other, but when they are outside, they are extremely united.

If Zoroastrianism humiliates me, it is tantamount to humiliating the Sect of Ten Thousand Poisons, and everyone is extremely angry in their hearts.

The gap is so great that the elders don't know how to comfort me?

"Zhang Chuxiong, if you really can't support it, you can choose to commit suicide, and you must not be bullied by him. "As soon as I stepped onto the stage, the five elders suddenly burst out of nowhere.

I almost choked to death with this sentence!

"Is it an encouragement to me?" Perhaps in the eyes of the elders, it is better to die than to be tortured by others, and to make the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect lose face, it is better to commit suicide cleanly.

"Lie down for Lao Tzu!" The game has begun, and No. 30 really showed mercy and did not intend to kill me.

He blasted his fist at me, trying to wreak havoc on me and ravage me!

"Eight-faced Buddha, the five elements are combined!" I will not be polite, he has all the reservations, and I burst out with all my strength.

One is cold, one is hot, one is sharp, and the rest is the Overlord Fist, and the Qiankun Wuji Hand...

Five attributes, representing five different powers, different attack styles.

If you don't make a sound, it will be a shocking shot.

"How is it possible, three attributes, he actually comprehended three attributes?"

"It's completely impossible, being able to master the three attributes is a peerless genius!" someone exclaimed, and several elders were also extremely shocked.

Earlier, I burst out with the fire attribute, and they thought I was good.

Now, in the eight-faced Buddha, in addition to the attribute of fire, there is also the attribute of water, the incomparably cold attack, and the attribute of gold, which is domineering, and the three attributes are combined with each other, and the attack is naturally crazy to improve!

If it weren't for the fact that the attributes of earth and wood have no attack power, I would have merged into the Buddha's phantom shadow a long time ago.

Even so, the eight-faced Buddha, three realms are extremely crazy, and five realms are extremely weird.

The alternation of hot and cold makes people unguardable, and with one more main attack of the power of gold, everything is perfectly integrated, making my combat effectiveness soar.

"Flutter—"

The other party is the upper heavenly king, but he was still shot out by me.

"Damn!" the Zoroastrian elders all looked extremely ugly.

As for the 30th that has just landed, I don't give the other party a chance at all and attack again.

"Flutter—" It is worthy of the realm of the upper Great Heavenly King, if it is replaced by a slightly lower cultivation, I am afraid that I will have been knocked down by me a long time ago.

It took hundreds of moves before he was smashed to the ground by me.

"Devour!" I grabbed him suddenly, frantically absorbing the great Xuan Qi in his dantian, which was simply a great supplement.

The battle just now made me consume a lot of my essence and spirit, and now it has been replenished, allowing me to cultivate to a higher level.

"Die!" I slammed Thirty to the ground with a sudden force, and the other party's body twitched a few times, and finally died of anger.

"Good, good, happy, worthy of my good apprentice!"

Seeing this scene on the stage, the five elders were in very good shape.

I'm quite speechless, I haven't apprenticed yet, how did I become his disciple?

When he came to power before, this old man also told me that if he didn't work, he would commit suicide, and he didn't think well of me at all!

The faces of several Zoroastrian elders were extremely ugly, and they could naturally see that my cultivation was only in the middle of the Great Heavenly King Realm, and I was not hiding my strength.

If I had hidden my strength, I might have been identified as a thief and trickster of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect!

In fact, they also understand that even if they want to cheat, it is difficult to do it, after all, everything is decided by lottery.

Even if a peerless master is arranged to enter the hundred, if it can't be drawn, it will be useless, not to mention that it is their Zoroastrianism who is responsible for drawing lots, not the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect!

"Little one, come here!" the Fifth Elder suddenly beckoned to me.

"Master!" I honestly walked in front of the five elders, as well-behaved as a rabbit!

"This is the best Great Heavenly King Pill to restore your strength, you hurry up and take it to nourish your body. "The Fifth Elder handed me a box directly.

When I opened the box, a smell of elixir came to my nose.

"The best Heavenly King Dan!" Whether it is an inner disciple or a true disciple, it is extremely envious.

Because this is not a simple Great Heavenly King Pill, after taking this Great Heavenly King Pill, it can make people break through in all directions.

In short, with their energy, it may be barely possible to refine a low-level Great Heavenly King Pill, but if you want to refine the best Great Heavenly King Pill, it is as difficult as ascending to the sky!

"Thank you, master!" "With my current condition, there is too much great Xuan Qi in my body, and I haven't completely digested it, if I swallow another top-grade Great Heavenly King Pill, even if I don't explode and die, I may be half dead. If you want to talk about "One Billion Heritage" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~