Twenty hours fly by.

The entire Qingyun Thirteen Peaks have become very lively, the three main peaks, Qingyun Peak, Ziyun Peak, and Cloud Peak, the three immortal clouds of different colors are slowly dispersed, revealing the true face of the three main peaks.

On the three main peaks, although the immortal clouds disappeared, there were three huge immortal locks of blue, white, and purple across the sky, intertwined between the three main peaks.

At the end of the intertwining of the three immortal locks, there was a huge and incomparably huge ring, almost connecting the three main peaks, and slowly appeared in this world.

The ring was condensed by the power of the three major immortals in the Qingyun Immortal Sect with the power of the Immortal Venerable, and the power of Ci Haohan made many elders and disciples in the sect look shocked, and there was also no lack of yearning.

At this moment, there were already many disciples gathered in that ring, going up to the Daluo Realm and down to the Jindan Realm.

There are many people, and the heads are moving.

"Today, it's the year of the Qingyun Immortal Sect!"

Qingyun Immortal Venerable appeared in the ring, he slowly spoke, but the sound was like thunder, and the immortal qi scattered between the ground hooked, like a shaking sound slowly sounded in the thirteen peaks of Qingyun.

"This year coincides with the opening of the Qingyun Festival, and there are naturally many new disciples among them!"

"So again!"

He looked at the many upright disciples in the ring lightly, "The score of the year is two battles, the battle of the same realm and the battle of roll call!"

"The battle of the same realm is naturally a duel between the monks of the same realm, mainly defending, the monks of the same realm can all go to the ring to challenge, and the winner is the champion, accepting the challenge of the rest of the monks of the same realm!"

His voice was long, resounding in the ears of all the disciples, "As for the battle of roll call, it is not divided by realm......

"Jindan Realm disciples are still likely to be subject to the Yin Yang Realm disciples' roll call battle, of course, if the high realm launches a roll call battle against the low realm, the low realm has the right to refuse this battle!"

"So, do you have any objections?"

When the sound fell, many disciples were stunned, looking at the extremely majestic man in Tsing Yi.

"Sect Master, no objection!"

"We have no objections!"

Another vast voice slowly sounded, answering Qingyun Immortal Venerable's question.

"Okay!" Qingyun Immortal Venerable glanced up at the dome and glanced at the sun above the dome, "In that case, the New Year will start now!"

He pointed out, as if a vast force was condensed in one finger.

As soon as he pointed out, the entire ring changed in an instant, and the vast immortal power seemed to be the catalyst of the ring, and I don't know how many high platforms slowly uplifted, and each high platform was ten zhang large.

All the disciples present stared at the scene in front of them, not provoking the high platform, but just faintly looking at the high platform slowly rising.

Everyone knows that this is the ceremony of the Qingyun Immortal Sect's New Year's Pass!

Named, Denglongtai.

Once guarded, one twilight ascended to the dragon!

Whether it is a worm or a dragon, they are all seen on this dragon platform.

It was almost thirteen breaths, and the dragon platform climbed directly to a height of nine zhang, and slowly stopped with a bang.

In just the next moment, a disciple flew sideways and landed directly on the dragon platform.

"Jindan Realm top-grade, Yao Yu, Jindan Realm disciples can all come forward to fight!"

"Yang God Realm, Changyun, Yin Yang Realm Three Realms True Immortals, all can come forward to fight!"

......

Almost as soon as the dragon platform stopped climbing, many disciples went straight to the dragon platform, and long cheers gushed out from their mouths.

At the next moment, every time he ascended the dragon platform, there were disciples who fell into his Zheng

Between the fists, there was already a continuous vibration of immortal power, and between the four eyes, he shot directly.

For a while, on all the dragon platforms, there was a roar, and completely different immortal powers flew everywhere.

In contrast to the constant roar of the dragon platform, there is a hiccup that is incompatible with this scene.

On the dragon platform, Qin Hao stood with his hands in his hands, he was such an indifferent and seemingly invincible figure, and no Jindan Realm disciple dared to climb the dragon platform at all.

Without him, one month.

Almost all the Jindan Realm disciples in the entire Qingyun Immortal Sect were aware of the white-robed figure with flying black hair.

The thirtieth place on the Yin God List, now the only disciple who is a disciple who is a high-grade cultivator in the Jindan Realm but stands majestically on the Yin God List, even if many of them are able to cultivate in the Jindan Realm as a true immortal in the One-Faced Yin God Realm, but the one-faced and victory or defeat are two completely different things.

They're not stupid either, and no one is going to look for a bad one.

In this way, for a long time, Qin Hao has been standing alone on the dragon platform, although no monk dares to climb the dragon platform, he is not allowed to fight. But Qin Hao didn't do anything wrong, his perception and even his gaze had slowly fallen on the other dragon platforms.

Every disciple's movements, immortal power and even immortal dao, Qin Hao is watching Zheng

Not only that, but in his consciousness, he was constantly deducing, and in his mind, it was as if thousands of one-inch people had appeared, each of whom was no different from those disciples on the dragon platform, fighting, attacking, and defending......

Everything is in Qin Hao's own calculations

I don't know how long it took, but the color was almost dark.

"The battle of the same realm is over, and all those who are on the dragon platform are out!" Qingyun Immortal Venerable's voice slowly sounded in this place, and the next moment, the power of the cyan Immortal Venerable soared straight into the sky, turning into a green sun, so that the increasingly dim color actually bloomed in an instant.

Although the light is different, it also makes the entire Qingyun Thirteen Peaks a bright white.

In the eye, there are 999 dragon platforms.

In other words, the disciples who can participate in the roll call battle are among the nine hundred and ninety-nine people.

Qin Hao's eyes swept casually, and in his perception, there were more than four hundred disciples in the Jindan Realm, and as for the disciples at the True Immortal Level in the Yin and Yang Realm, there were also as many as four hundred, but in the Great Luo Realm, there were only a few hundred.

But with such a quantity, Qin Hao couldn't be surprised.

This is the three-product bulk!

In Qin Hao's view, those Daluo Cities that are not ranked on the list of Da Luo Wan Cities, among them, there is only one Golden Immortal in Da Luo Realm, and one Qingyun Immortal Sect, a three-grade Great Sect, the number of True Immortals in Da Luo Realm alone has already exceeded a hundred, not only that, but this number of 100 is only a disciple of Da Luo Realm, and as for the elders of Da Luo Realm, I don't know much.

Qin Hao stood quietly, his eyes were calm, and he already had a trace of conjecture in his heart.

At this moment, among the nine hundred and ninety-nine people, a figure slowly took a step forward.

"Immortal Venerable, under the Xuanyue Elder Throne, Long Yang!"

A man with gloomy eyes and a long-distance runner clasped his fists slightly at Qingyun Immortal Venerable.

"Since none of them have taken the lead in starting the roll call battle, then this first stop will be opened by me!"

The corners of his mouth tuckled, and he looked at Qin Hao: "I want to fight with that disciple named Qin Hao!"