The moon sets and the sun rises.

The long night died in the light that was gradually coming, and I saw that I had been standing in place for a long, long time, and even with dew on my body.

The surroundings soon became lively, and the monks came back to the foot of Kunwu Mountain in twos and threes.

"See Senior Sister Sorrow!"

Nie Xiaowan's voice sounded again.

Seeing sorrow turned around and looked over, this time she finally saw Nie Xiaowan, Zhou Mad and Zhang Sui completely, these are the friends she met when she had not yet arrived in the Nineteenth Continent, and now the three of them walked side by side from a distance, and they were a little inexplicably moved by the sorrow.

Zhou Mad and Zhang Sui approached, and they also hugged their fists together and said, "See Senior Sister Worried." ”

"You're pretty early. ”

Yesterday, I went directly to the stage without saying a word, but I don't know what happened to the people below.

She looked over curiously.

Nie Xiaowan's face was red, and although she didn't look high in the chest, she could vaguely see the beauty of the country and the city in the future, she said: "Yesterday, I originally wanted to wait for Senior Sister Jian Chou to finish her cultivation before leaving, but we saw that Senior Brother Qu from Yashan was also here, so we didn't come to disturb." Senior sister won't blame, right?"

It turned out that they saw Qu Zhengfeng coming, so they didn't dare to come up.

It seems that this murderer is famous.

Seeing that I felt funny in my heart, I only asked them: "I went up yesterday and only cared about cultivation, what about you?"

"I haven't gone up to the rooftop yet, after all, it's only the first day, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to plan well today. ”

But anyone who shot yesterday was either a person with super strength, or someone with very weak strength who went up and had a good time. In fact, there are still most people who have not made a move.

Nie Xiaowan is very clear about these situations.

Zhou Yan also carried the axe and said with a smile: "I have also calculated, among the top ten monks this time, only two have made a move, and the remaining eight have either fallen out of the ranking, or they are not here, or they have not shown up at all." A few of us, if we are lucky, we may be able to enter the small meeting, and if we are unlucky, we may be thrown outside. ”

Zhang Sui listened, thinking of the strangely strong genius in the Demon Sealing Sword Sect, and he also nodded slightly, as if he was extremely agreeable.

He raised his eyes, looked at the sorrow, his eyes flashed slightly, and he did not speak.

Seeing that he was worried, he also glanced at him, and only said, "I don't know what Senior Brother Zhang is planning?"

"Each monk has ten chances, and our ranking is also in the top hundred, so we won't be able to win one of the hundred and two rooftops, and you don't have to worry about entering the small school, but you have to stay one level at a time, but it is not necessarily. ”

Zhang Sui was very rational and said his judgment lightly.

He was carrying a long sword, which gave people a very calm feeling.

The top 100 monks also have ten chances, unless there are too many dark horses, otherwise under the big waves, everyone is real, so that they won't even get a chance to enter.

What's more, Zhang Sui, Zhou Maan, and Nie Xiaowan are not from bad sects.

Seeing sorrow, she glanced back at her rooftop, and found that there were already many people guarding below, talking about something in a low voice, presumably curious about who would challenge her, right?

Suddenly sighed, and said worriedly: "Actually, it's better to go up later." ”

"Poof", Nie Xiaowan laughed: "Senior sister is afraid that she will be too tired from fighting, right?"

"No way, self-inflicted. ”

Seeing sorrow, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Zhou Mad and Zhang Sui glanced at each other, but they both smiled.

That's the real wry smile.

Although Senior Sister Yashan was inexplicably ranked first, which made many people completely unintelligible, it was an indisputable fact that she defeated Kunwu Xie Ding, and how many people really dared to challenge and see sorrow?

Moreover, there is also a tacit understanding between geniuses and geniuses: at the moment it is just an entry selection, and it is completely unwise to expose all their hole cards at this time and play against the strongest opponent.

So maybe some people will be dissatisfied with the ranking of the worries, but it is also a matter after the real entry into the small meeting.

As for the current battle for the rooftop, it can already be said that there is 100% of the place to enter.

After all, the one standing in front of them was the elder sister of Yashan.

Zhang Sui once thought that she would become an untouchable name for them, but he didn't expect that it would come so quickly.

The huge gap is already in front of him, and the sentence he once asked, "Can there be a Taoist couple" has become a complete joke.

Zhang Sui's eyes flashed a little dim, and gradually drooped, but few people noticed.

Nie Xiaowan is the highest ranked cultivator among several people now, she also looked at those rooftops, and said, "Master Zun explained, my cultivation is not top-notch, but it's time to go up and pick a rooftop, and it's just right to temper and temper yourself." Therefore, I am afraid that I will not be able to see Senior Sister Chou compete with others today......"

Between the words, there was a kind of regret.

Seeing that I was only amused, I couldn't help but reach out and touch her head, and I didn't care: "I'll meet later." ”

As she spoke, she also looked at Zhou Mad and Zhang Sui.

Zhang Sui nodded, which can be regarded as agreement.

Zhou Mad sighed and said, "You are all like this, this is forcing me to work hard, and I can't be left behind." ”

"Senior Brother Zhou's ranking is not low, why bother to be arrogant?"

Where is it so difficult to get the opportunity to enter?

Seeing that he smiled slightly, he wanted to say something, but the corner of his eye flashed, but he suddenly saw a figure not far away.

Zhou Chengjiang.

Dressed in a dark gray robe, with a hidden sense of power, it gives people a sense of abyss. Seeing that Chou has already fought with Zhou Chengjiang, he is already extremely familiar with his breath.

It's just that when she looked at Zhou Chengjiang again today, she couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Qiē, just because Zhou Chengjiang was not happy, and even endured his impatient face.

"Senior, senior, don't go. Sign my name, shall we leave a divine imprint?"

A young man wearing an ordinary cyan robe, holding a small sheepskin book in his hand and a tube of brushes in his hand, followed Zhou Chengjiang quickly.

His cheeks were as thin as a monkey, and he had a hooligan aura all over his body, but his eyes looked at Zhou Chengjiang's figure as if they were glowing.

Zhou Chengjiang seemed impatient to talk to this person, so his steps became more and more rapid.

The young man's footsteps also sped up, and he was in a hurry: "What, senior, we also had a relationship in the Batu Cave, although I ran to the front later, but I really admire you! You were the first ...... of the second heavenly monument."

Talk somebody's ear off.

Zhou Chengjiang's face became more and more difficult to look at, and when he took two more steps, he saw the sorrow of the side staring at him with a strange gaze.

“……”

I couldn't speak when I saw the sorrow.

The young man who followed Zhou Chengjiang was like a thin monkey, and under his shining eyes was an almost burning worship, as if he had seen someone he had admired all his life.

At this moment, a sentence hundreds of feet away in the Batu Cave suddenly came to her mind, "Rogues also have spring".

All kinds of details are telling sù one thing -

This guy, could it be the monk who had no door and no faction, called himself a hooligan, followed Zhou Chengjiang into the Batu Cave but accidentally surpassed Zhou Chengjiang, right?

"Senior Zhou, aren't you running?"

The thin monkey-like monk was surprised when he saw Zhou Chengjiang stop, thinking that the other party was finally going to accept his worship, and shouted excitedly.

Zhou Chengjiang and Jianchou glanced at each other silently, then withdrew their gaze and turned around: "Left-stream Daoyou." ”

"The seniors are polite, just call me Xiaoliuzi, what Taoist friends would never dare to be!"

The thin monkey, that is, the left stream, hurriedly became modest, rubbed his hands, and his eyes were like two glowing spirit stones, which made people panic.

Zhou Chengjiang smiled slightly: "Left-stream Daoyou is talented, you don't have to be humble. Fang Cai Daoyou said that there are many people who worship, I don't know if you have heard of Senior Sister Yashan being worried?"

"She?"

Zuoliu was stunned for a moment, and a scorching light suddenly shot out of his eyes!

He quickly flipped through the lambskin book in his hand, flipped to a certain page, and said in a trembling voice, "Of course I did. Seeing that the seniors are the thirteen-hundred-and-sixty-seventh admirers of the villain!"

One thousand three hundred and sixty-seven......

How many adoring objects do you have!

The corners of Zhou Chengjiang's mouth twitched, barely maintaining a detached and polite smile on his face, taking a step out of the way, and looking towards the side of the sorrow.

"Well, the one over there is the sorrowful Taoist friend of Yashan, who treats people gently and politely, never rejects others, and must be very willing to get to know left-class Taoist friends. ”

"Huh?"

Zuoliu suddenly looked towards Jianchou in surprise, and the moment he saw Jianchou, he once again showed that expression of extreme admiration.

"God, I'm really worried about my seniors!"

When the words landed, he didn't hesitate to abandon Zhou Chengjiang and ran towards Jianchou!

"Senior, it's good to sign and leave a divine sense mark, I worship you!"

At that moment, the creepy feeling suddenly climbed up the back of sorrow!

Although I don't know why Zhou Chengjiang is impatient to deal with this guy, just looking at the other party's eyes and listening to the conversation between them just now, I have a mysterious intuition when I see sorrow: This guy called Zuoliu is definitely a difficult person!

What is the signature to leave a divine imprint......

She's not interested at all!

Zhou Chengjiang threw a cauldron over!

If you're not a fool when you're worried, where can you pick it up?

Almost at the moment when the left-hand runner ran over with his small sheepskin book, he gritted his teeth and said when he saw that he was worried: "Zhou Chengjiang pits me too!"

Before Nie Xiaowan and the others could figure out what was going on, they saw that Jianchou had already thrown away the mirrors inside and out, turned into a golden streamer, and fell back on the third rooftop platform in the south!

"Hum. ”

The Taoist sword she wore on her waist, when she entered the range of the rooftop, immediately had a burst of bright light emanating from it, accepting the sorrowful storage zài.

Take the rooftop and turn it on!

"When—"

Almost at the same time, the red sun rose and slowly emerged over the horizon.

At the height of the main peak of Kunwu, there was a long bell, covering all the noise at the foot of Kunwu Mountain, and all the fog in the early morning was washed away for a while, and there was a light in the mountains and forests on all sides!

It's dawn.

In the isolated island of the world, Zhang Tang, a death row prisoner, opened his eyes calmly.

The jailers took him and knelt on the guillotine, a decree was thrown, and the executioner had already wiped a large knife clean, and the hand was up, and the knife fell!

Blood splattered five steps, and the head fell to the ground.

The few people piled up the paper men and paper horses outside the execution ground, and suddenly there was a cry.

In the hidden realm of Aomine-an, wisps of aura gradually thinned, like a mist in the early morning.

On the thirteen islands of Xianlu, Kunwu's elder brother ran on the vast West Sea, looking at the magnificent land of the nineteen continents in the distance, and the sun slowly rose from there.

The place where the sun rises is also the place where the nine-headed bird returns with ghosts.

At the foot of Kunwu Mountain in the Central Region, countless people also looked at the red sun and cheered.

A new day begins!

A new battle has also begun!

"I don't know how many more people are going to shoot today. ”

"The senior sister of Yashan has already gone up. ”

"Look over there, the Tang Wancheng of Yashan!"

"Tao Zhang is here too!"

……

Someone kept screaming in surprise, as if they had spotted the high-ranking monks who had not appeared before.

Seeing that the bell was still ringing in his ears, he took his eyes off the red sun that was spewing out, and remembered the strange monk who was still running towards him, and his mind moved, and he turned his eyes to look down.

The monk named Zuoliu watched her figure fall on the roof from afar, and suddenly showed a regretful expression.

Why did you go up......

He let out a long sigh and began to hesitate.

Although he is on the rooftop, he should be able to go up and ask for an autograph, leave a divine imprint or something, right?

However, before he could think of the result, there were bursts of exclamations from the crowd.

"Is that such a playboy?"

"Is that guy the legendary Xiahou pardon?"

……

Such as a playboy, Xiahou pardon!

A pair of dull eyes, rejuvenated with endless radiance.

Zuoliu held the sheepskin book and clenched his fists: "There are so many seniors......"

I'm here too!

For a moment, he immediately forgot his sorrow behind his back, and squeezed towards the crowd with a sheepskin book: "Let one, let one, don't block Lao Tzu from seeing his predecessors!

……

It's chaos.

Seeing sorrow looked ahead, but only saw a line of beauties dressed in white carrying a huge flower platform, floating through the mountains and forests, there seemed to be a figure on the flower platform, but it was too far away to see it clearly.

Like a playboy?

Xiahou pardon?

It's all the people who are very early in line.

As for the one who is like a playboy......

Seeing that he thought of those strange things in the Batu Cave, he suddenly felt a toothache, and suddenly remembered Zhou Chengjiang who wanted to get rid of the trouble but cheated himself, and hurriedly went to find him.

Unexpectedly, under this look, Zhou Chengjiang has long since lost his shadow!

Good fellow, I'm afraid that I'm annoyed by the left stream like a fart, and once the troubled water is brought to the side of the sorrow, he will take the opportunity to slip away.

Come to think of it, it actually reveals a bit of weird wolf bèi?

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he was speechless.

Nie Xiaowan and the others below couldn't help but sigh when they saw this.

"It looks like we'll have to wait until we get a chance to get in. Nie Xiaowan swept around, and when she saw a certain rooftop platform, she laughed, "Two senior brothers, Xiaowan will go first." ”

Zhou Mad and Zhang Sui followed her gaze, and knew that she had already chosen an opponent, so they arched their hands: "I wish Senior Sister Xiaowan a victory." ”

"Borrow the auspicious words of the two senior brothers. ”

Nie Xiaowan smiled slightly, and flew directly to the twenty-ninth rooftop in the east.

On the platform is a male cultivator of an ordinary small sect, who cultivated during the foundation building period, and was lucky yesterday, and barely managed to keep this rooftop platform.

Nie Xiaowan only hugged his fists: "Nie Xiaowan, please give me advice." ”

"Ziyangmen Wang Yu. ”

The other party also returned the courtesy and reported to the house.

The fight begins.

One move!

Two moves!

Three moves!

The other party showed a flaw, Nie Xiaowan saw the right time, and directly sacrificed the Mingxin bracelet, and flipped his wrist!

The Mingxin bracelet flew out, slammed into the other party, and knocked the person off the stage!

The monk was not injured, staggered a few steps on the ground, and finally stopped, looked at Nie Xiaowan on the stage in surprise, touched his chest, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly hugged his fists and said, "Thank you Xiaowan Senior Sister for your mercy." ”

"Promised, promised. ”

Nie Xiaowan seemed a little embarrassed, smiled slightly, and her cheeks were a little red.

"That's amazing!"

"What a lovely little girl......"

"It's worthy of being a rookie after fasting!"

"I defeated the foundation building period monk in just three moves, even if it's Jin Dan, it's too strong, right?"

"Wu Yu Zhai has really improved in recent years......"

The audience suddenly burst into exclamation and discussion.

Nie Xiaowan, who was in the midst of everyone's discussions, couldn't help biting her lip, and seemed a little embarrassed.

She subconsciously turned her head and looked south.

Seeing that the sorrow is always deserted, no one to challenge.

Everyone predicted that she might have to sit straight until the third day, after all, no one was willing to take the risk of challenging her right now: what if she was seriously injured?

Compared with Nie Xiaowan, who is kind and reserved, he is obviously a ruthless character.

She was also happy to be idle, just sitting cross-legged on the rooftop, looking around, as soon as Nie Xiaowan's side started fighting, of course she also noticed.

I remembered that Nie Xiaowan was at the beginning.

On the thirteen islands of Xianlu, although she was young, she stood in front of Xu Lan'er with her cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, and said that she would take her with her.

At that time, she blinked, hinting at the law of the Nineteen Continents: the strong are supreme.

At that time, Nie Xiaowan and Zhang Sui were the strongest of the five.

As long as they said "yes", Xu Lan'er couldn't say a word.

Although he is young, he knows the laws of the nineteen continents very well.

Today's Nie Xiaowan already has the cultivation of the Jindan period, and the first opponent that can be selected is only the foundation building period, which is very safe.

Maybe in the eyes of others, there is a taste of picking soft persimmons to pinch, but isn't this the law?

Strength comes first.

The strong are respected.

Picking any opponent is not a problem.

The question is whether you can win or not, and whether you are qualified to win.

At this moment, Nie Xiaowan looked over and met the sorrowful and smiling gaze.

Originally, she came to find a reassuring pill to eat, but she didn't expect to be looked at by the gentle and gentle gaze of Jianchou, but her heart became more and more uncontrollable, and she bumped into her like a deer, and suddenly even the roots of her ears turned red, and she forgot what she wanted to say.

In the end, she could only smile at the sorrow, and she was a little cramped.

After all, it's a shy little girl.

This scene, of course, has been seen by countless people, and they can't help but have a very strange feeling.

On the sixteenth rooftop on the east side, there was no one on it.

The young man in the animal skin short coat sat below, holding a big watermelon, originally going to nibble on it, but now he only stared at the shy little girl Nie Xiaowan, and he forgot to blink.

"I'm sorry, I told you to wait for a long time, and you forgot the time for a while. ”

Suddenly, a monk hurried from a distance, and his footsteps passed by the melon-eating boy at a rapid pace.

He didn't pay attention for a moment, and actually bumped into the boy's elbow.

The young man was distracted, and he was defenseless against it, holding the watermelon in his hand that had not yet eaten two bites, he trembled, and smashed it directly on the ground, falling to a pulp!

"Smack!"

Crisp sound!

The young man came back to his senses suddenly, and his hands were already empty: melon, melon?

The departing monk looked back and saw that it was just a melon, so he said, "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention." ”

After saying that, he jumped directly and landed on the rooftop!

"Wow, it's Senior Brother Xue Yun of the Twenty-third Chongxiao Sect!"

As soon as he went up, someone immediately revealed his identity and was amazed.

Xue Yun showed a smug look on his face, and stood proudly on the rooftop.

Below, the boy looked down at the red melons on the ground, the bright red juice seeping into the dirt, and he looked embarrassed.

The smile that had been hanging on his face finally slowly pulled it down.

Looking up at the rooftop, he actually stood up, turned over, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, his bare feet were covered in mud, and he also landed on the rooftop!

"Wow!"

"Who is this kid?

"How do you feel like a wild boy......"

Xue Yun was also quite surprised when he listened to the discussion below, as if he didn't expect that his opponent today would be such a teenager.

He looked strange and coughed: "This little fellow Daoist, you are now-"

"Boom!"

One punch!

A punch that caught you off guard!

A punch that is extremely ferocious!

Before Xue Yun's words could be spoken, he only saw a huge fist, which suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, constantly magnified, and smashed into his chest before he could react!

The power of a fierce tyrant, with ten out of ten savagery!

Xue Yun only felt as if someone had smashed a mountain down his chest!

The monk of the Jindan period didn't have the strength to resist, and the moment his fist fell on him, he was directly knocked out of the air!

"Bang!"

The figure was like a boulder falling from a high altitude, smashing on the ground, and suddenly scattered a puddle of blood!

Xue Yun suddenly rolled his eyes in pain and fainted!

“……”

Everyone was so shocked that their jaws were about to drop!

One punch stunned Xue Yun!

Who is this!

Who the hell is this wild boy!

Stiffened his neck and looked back.

The young man in a short coat of animal skin, his fists had been retracted, and he stood on the roof with his waist crossed and barefoot, revealing a bright smile, and his eight white teeth shone in the sun.

"My mother said that if you break someone else's things, you will not pay for it, and you will be a bad person!

The bad guys deserve to be beaten......

That's just a fucking watermelon!

As a result, you beat Xue Yun into a serious injury!

Who is worse?

Juvenile you......

The crowd was completely speechless, only a few keen monks, trembling hands, opened the "One-Man Platform Codex"—

There is no sect, I like to eat melons!

Twelfth, laughing little gold!

It's a dead person!

Xue Yun's opponent turned out to be him!

Countless people who understood the identity of the teenager in an instant couldn't help but mourn for Xue Yun in silence.

Over there, such a big movement naturally attracted the attention of the sorrowful.

"What a strong punch ......"

The refinement of "Human Weapon" has reached the fifth layer, and it is natural to know what kind of power that punch has.

It's just that......

Even if she is afraid that she may not be able to have such a terrifying blow even if she tries her best!

Who is this young man?

Looking at that bright smiling face, I suddenly felt a little itchy when I saw sorrow.

She stood up from the roof and looked in that direction as well.

Not......

Anyway, there are still several chances, do you want to have a good time with this young man?

Seeing that the sorrow was hesitating, the originally noisy surroundings suddenly quieted down.

Well?

What's wrong?

Since the beginning of the small meeting, there have been few such quiet times at the foot of Kunwu Mountain, especially around me.

When I saw it, I raised my eyes and looked.

A group of more than ten people, none wearing any magic weapons, came together.

When the people around saw it, they all got out of the way.

A young man at the beginning, who was guarded by everyone, with a sense of arrogance on his face, and a talent on his face, came to the bottom of the rooftop of the sorrow.

Seeing each other's appearance, he recognized their identities at once.

There is no magic weapon, and there is a strange lightness on the body......

Such a temperament, she had seen it in Jiang Wenchao, who was ranked first by Zhilinsu thirty years ago.

Psychic Pavilion?

A thought flashed, and when he saw that his frown was slightly raised, he did not speak.

The young man stepped forward, bowed his hand, and smiled: "Tongling Pavilion He Jiuyi, today I came to ask Senior Sister Yashan to give advice." ”

Tongling Pavilion He Jiuyi, ranked eighth!

I was stunned for a moment, and I was a little surprised.

Here comes the excitement again!

The eyes of the surrounding group of people were already secretly excited!

Within two days, among the top ten people, few people made a move at all, and all of them were holding shelves!

Kunwu Gu Qingmei, who was the first to shoot before, didn't know why he went back, and he hasn't come out yet;

Seeing that no one dared to challenge Senior Sister Yashan sitting on it, everyone was in a hurry.

I didn't expect ......

They are still muttering in their hearts, seeing if they will just sit and pass the test, and the new drama meat will come!

Another top 10 is up!

What a show!

Merely......

Unlike everyone's excitement.

On the mountainside platform, the lazy waist of the Fudao mountaineer was only halfway stretched, and then he stopped, looking down at the roof platform below.

Qu Zhengfeng was standing beside him, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw this.

"He Jiuyi?"

"How's this guy?"

The Fudao mountain man directly waved the chicken leg and pointed to He Jiuyi, who was already standing in front of him below.

Three hundred years has not been in the nineteen continents, and the people of Fudao Mountain do not know anything about these little minions.

Qu Zhengfeng glanced at his master's greasy chicken legs, and then returned his gaze to the worried body.

He Jiuyi?

He smiled faintly and said, "A little miscellaneous one." ”

"Oh. ”

The Fudao mountain man took another bite of the chicken leg and thought about it.

Qu Zhengfeng didn't know what thoughts were going around in his mind, so he only said: "There are few Tongling Pavilion that can be seen in the past few years. ”

There is only one Jiang Wenchao.

It's a pity that since ancient times, there have been many hardships.

"Is there a shit that can see the mountain people in the Tongling Pavilion!" Rolling his eyes, the Fudao mountain people were not happy in their hearts, "Damn, all of us are worried and bullied?

“…… Master ......"

Qu Zhengfeng seemed to want to say something.

The people of Fudao Mountain were already impatient, although there were still countless sect heads and elders behind them, they still waved their chicken legs into the sky and clapped their hands: "When they finish fighting, you go down to find a place where no one is around, and beat Lao Tzu to death with that what is called He Jiuyi!

"Master, isn't that right?"

The smile on Qu Zhengfeng's face was a little stiff.

The Fudao mountain man glared: "What's wrong? Didn't you beat you up quite happily before?"

“……”

At this moment, Qu Zhengfeng had an urge to kill the teacher, and he didn't want to speak at all!

On the mountainside, many heads and elders of the Three Thousand Sects on the left all looked over at this moment.

Wow.

It seems that the innocent disciples of Kunwu back then were wronged and had debts!

In the past 300 years, you have been beating up very happily!

Several of Kunwu's deacons and elders twisted their necks with a click, looked at Qu Zhengfeng, and began to grind their teeth.