Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

In such extreme silence, Zhao Yang could clearly hear his heartbeat.

He could see that the one-eyed ghost cultivator who had been talking to him just now had his eyes widened, as if he had been slapped in the face, and his face was red.

He could also see that the "invigilators" on the eighteen floors above the high platform raised their heads in surprise, looking incredulous;

Of course, he could also see the shock on the faces of countless and countless people around him......

However, as a monk who just said that it was very likely to pass the battle, Zhao Yang at this moment was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, and even had a roaring impulse in his heart-

It's too much!

Nima's cheating isn't too much!

The reason why he judged that Jianchou could pass the Ding Contest was only because Jian Chou was a very conspicuous "gimmick" in this Ding Battle, if the Bafang Yan Palace had brains, how could he let such a good gimmick die in the second round?

In order to better empty the money bags of the ghost cultivators in the Polar Region, the Bafang Yan Hall has a reason to do everything.

This includes the use of the second round of momentum.

But......

Zhao Yang really never expected it!

This sorrow only took a moment to pass the second round, which is simply ......

It's just faulty!

Fucking when we Polar Domain monks don't have brains?

Cui Jue is already the dragon and phoenix among people, and he has almost reached the limit of the second round of the entire Polar Domain, and over the years, so many geniuses have never surpassed the record set by Cui Jue.

You are a newcomer, you have cultivated to the end, and you still entered by relationships, and you actually dare to surpass Cui Jue?!

Even if you have all the answers to the test questions in your hand, you can't do it so exaggeratedly and excessively!

The pendulum will swing!

More than enough is too much!

Zhao Yang pretends to know about the matter of the Polar Domain Ding Dispute, and he can also be said to know all kinds of "despicable and shameless" methods of the Bafang Yan Palace.

Now looking at the virtual image above the nebula scroll above his head, after his boundless surprise and anger, he actually gave birth to a strange -

Refreshing.

That's right, it's cool.

The Bafang Yan Hall held a competition, and for so many years, it ruined his cultivation time and consumed the Xuanyu in his money bag......

Now I have invited such an unreliable "gimmick", and I have made such a despicable trick!

Isn't this going to be planted?

Ghost cultivators with brains in the Extreme Domain know how terrifying the existence of the second round of the literary test is, that is, Cui Jue's two moments were controversial back then, not to mention the moment that came out now!

This time it's such an exaggeration, everyone will object to it!

Almost at the moment when Zhao Yang thought of this, the people around him who had been shocked before finally reacted.

The fastest was the one-eyed monk who was clamoring before.

"Don't say it's surpassing Cui Jue, as long as she can pass, Lao Tzu will dare to call him a grandson in front of Li Han......!

The wild words he had put down before echoed in his mind, giving him the illusion that he was in a state of death.

Li Han is not a good person.

This guy kills people without blinking, if he really dares to run in front of others and call people "grandson", it is simply to kill him!

No, I resolutely don't dare to shout "grandson" from Li Han!

So......

This one-eyed ghost cultivator, looking left and right, no one spoke, so he simply let it out.

He gave himself a sigh of relief, holding his breath in his chest, and howled like a pig at the top of his voice: "Cheat! cheat! Definitely cheat—"

In a quiet square, it's like dropping a thunderbolt.

The belated sensation finally swept the entire square.

"Cheat! cheat!"

"How is that possible?!"

"Do you Bafang Yan Hall still want to have a face?!"

"Cheat, cheat!"

"Hahaha, it's lively, the Bafang Yan Hall is worthy of doing great things!"

"This year, your mother is going to blow up!"

……

All of a sudden, all kinds of words, like dust raised by the horse's hooves, instantly suppressed the rest of the voices.

The whole square was full of darkness, and almost everyone was talking, and it was a mess.

On the high platform, there is an isolated formation.

Nothing can be heard outside, so it's quiet outside.

But when you see sorrow, you can clearly see their gaping mouths and angry expressions, and you can vaguely tell what they are shouting.

So, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows suddenly became a little smile.

Seeing the sorrowful lips, he slowly hooked up, squinted his eyes slightly, raised his head again, and saw with satisfaction the virtual image of himself above his head, which was condensed on the nebula scroll.

A line of small golden seal characters, after the virtual image was completely condensed, was slowly printed on the side of the virtual image-

King Qin Guang's palace, see sorrow.

Eighteen floors above ground and upstairs.

Listening to the terrifying sound from below, and seeing the smile below, Cui Jue was a little suspicious of his eyes.

The nun ......

Are you satisfied with what you've done?

It seems that she is not worried about what trouble her actions will bring to the Bafang Yan Palace, and she is not at all worried about what kind of trouble the mess she left behind will bring to herself......

Moment......

It only took a moment, was she crazy?

Rao is an old spicy person who has been immersed in the affairs of the Bafang Yan Palace for a long time, and at this moment he also felt a burst of confusion and a headache.

He didn't even have to think about it to guess what the expressions of the eight Yan Monarchs would show after learning about this.

Needless to say, it's a big trouble.

"What is she doing......

Fingers raised, uncontrollably pressing the corners of his eyes, Cui Jue clenched his teeth slightly, looking down.

But at the bottom of my heart, I suddenly had a sense of vicissitudes of "the waves behind the river pushing the waves ahead".

Jiang Ling, who was standing not far from him, also showed a slight smile when he saw the relaxed and even happy expression of Jianchou: "I think it...... This is a very interesting person...... Why, it's complicated to be overtaken?"

“…… A little. ”

Of course, it's more of a hassle.

It's just that after hearing Jiang Ling's voice that was so soft that it seemed to be able to touch the bottom of people's hearts, Cui Jue didn't bother to explain.

Among the eight Yan Jun, the city Wang Jiangling is undoubtedly the most comfortable one, even standing and talking to her like this, it seems that he can obtain the deepest peace in his heart.

Perhaps, because there is a touch of kindness?

Cui Jue turned his head to look at her, but what flickered in his mind was what happened after he came to the City of Vain Death and was favored by King Qin Guang.

Jiang Ling didn't look back, he still stood, with a misty cloud of smoke hidden in his eyes, like an ancient and graceful statue.

"I'm curious, you were two moments back then, but it's also true?"

“……”

For a while, Cui Jue didn't speak.

He listened to the tide of opposition and questioning, and only said: "Your Highness thinks it's fake, then it's fake." ”

So, Jiang Ling sighed lightly, didn't ask any more, and just said, "At this moment, the other seventy-one cities must have also fallen out......

For the nebula picture scroll of the seventy-two cities is one.

If a person passes the literary examination, his virtual image and name will appear on all the nebula scrolls in the Seventy-two Cities, and will be seen by all those who look up.

If, in the third round, the person is eliminated or killed, his image and name will disappear from the scroll, leaving only the monk alive and not out.

Therefore, the nebula scroll is also called the "living person scroll"!

Pan Hexun, a genius who was given high hopes by the capital city this year.

He already possessed the cultivation of the peak of the Jade Nirvana, and he was only one step away from completing the cultivation of this realm, in order to reach the Golden Body realm.

In this competition, he also lived up to expectations and was appreciated by the king of the wheel and was recommended to participate in the competition.

At this moment, he had been sitting on the high platform of the square for more than two moments.

The dark green Ding ring, emitting a gossamer-like light, connected with his mind, passed the test questions of the Ding Zhengwen Examination to him little by little.

He was racing his brain, answering questions at breakneck speed.

One, two, three......

Faster and faster!

Pan Hexun himself didn't expect that today's state would be so good, and his performance has completely exceeded his usual level.

Even, Ding Jie told him very clearly that only two and a half quarters had passed since the start of the literary exam!

He was so close to the time set by Cui Jue!

The mind tensed uncontrollably, like a vibrating string.

A great excitement and joy quickly enveloped him, and plunged his whole being into a wonderful fantasy—

Perhaps, he can not only kill everyone in the third level in the end to win the Dingyuan, but also get an excellent first place in the second round of the literary test!

At that time, who will dare to question him?

Even if the ghost royal clan had a new Zhong Lanling of unknown origin, there would be no way to stop him at all!

As for Zhang Tang and Li Han on the side of the Dead City, they are even less worth mentioning.

Only he, this monk at the peak of Jade Nirvana, will be the big winner in the end!

One last question!

Answered!

Pan Hexun opened his eyes almost immediately, but he didn't look at the nebula scroll above his head, but was the first to look at his right hand.

When he came to power before, he remembered it very clearly: Zhong Lanling of the ghost royal clan was sitting next to him!

He looked at it almost with a look of contempt.

Because, it only took him two and a half minutes to answer all the questions, so close to Cui Jue's "two moments"!

He believes that he should be the fastest person in this competition, and has even surpassed the second place in the history of passing the literary exam.

However......

At the moment when his eyes touched, Pan Hexun was stunned.

It was a man with a lyre on his back, barefoot, in old linen like snow, and even when he was sitting, he could tell that he was tall and broad-shouldered.

A few strands of white black hair hung down from the side of his face, giving people a sense of unruliness.

The hair at the back of the head was tied with a brocade of deep purple and almost black.

He is like a down-and-out piano player, with a pair of eyes that have been wandering for a long time, but at this moment he is looking up and looking at the top of his head, the nebula picture......

Keep your eyes open!

This man was able to answer the questionnaire faster than he could!

Pan Hexun almost couldn't believe his eyes, but then a boundless anger and unwillingness rose, however, when he subconsciously followed his eyes to look over, he was even more shocked......

appeared.

On the majestic picture scroll, there is not only a virtual image of Zhong Lanling alone......

There is also a nuns.

On the virtual image, she looks beautiful, and there is a natural sparseness in her eyebrows and eyes.

But......

Pan Hexun clearly saw that on the side of this virtual image, there was a line of words engraved: Qin Guangwang Palace, see sorrow!

It's her!

Pan Hexun still remembers the request he made when the Bafang Yan Hall found him.

They need to protect a nun in the third round of the competition, and they hope that they will cooperate.

This kind of thing is beneficial and harmless to oneself, and it can also get closer to the Eight Directions Yan Hall and get some benefits.

Of course, he would not refuse, and agreed almost immediately.

What's more, that female cultivator is really too weak, she only has the soul bead realm, and she is also the smallest soul bead in the history of the Extreme Domain, he can kill the other party at any time, so there is no need to worry about it at all.

However, Pan Hexun never expected to see the other party's name here!

See me!

Definitely the name, you can't go wrong!

At that moment, Pan Hexun's eyes were red, and he got up from his seat almost immediately and stood up.

He swept his gaze down, and the whole square was almost still in chaos, and everyone seemed to be talking about something, as if the crowd was angry.

Through the shape of their mouths, Pan Hexun could vaguely distinguish the words in their mouths-

Seeing sorrow, it only took a moment, faster than Zhong Lanling!

"Mr. Pan, is there something wrong?"

The owner of the eighteenth floor of the upper floor of the capital city, who is also the person who presided over the Ding dispute, saw the latest reaction of the Ding Zheng Jin Ling, and naturally found Pan Hexun, who had just passed the literary exam.

He smiled and turned his head, but found Pan Hexun's faintly red eyes, and couldn't help frowning slightly and asked.

Pan Hexun's hands clenched at his side, glanced at the landlord, and then forced himself and gritted his teeth: "It's okay." ”

I don't know how much effort it took to force myself to sit down.

He only felt that the soul power in his whole body was going against the current, surging chaoticly, which made it difficult for him to think......

A large mess of thoughts crossed his mind.

Originally, he was the one with the most hope of winning the Ding Yuan, but out of nowhere, the ghost royal family inexplicably found Zhong Lanling, who was not very good at cultivation, but extremely fearful, and shook his confidence.

Even if Pan Hexun is strong enough, he has to admit that Zhong Lanling is not weak.

In this case, he regarded the other party as his strongest enemy, so he would look at the other party immediately after the literary exam.

However, Zhong Lanling turned out to be faster than him.

If that's all there is to it, that's it.

But when he followed the other party's gaze and looked at the picture scroll, he found that someone was still in front of Zhong Lanling, and he happened to know this person!

one, cultivating as a female cultivator who only has the realm of pitiful soul beads;

one, who has become the biggest gimmick in this year's competition;

one, a female cultivator who was blessed by the Bafang Yan Temple and walked through the back door;

One, a nun who still needs him to protect after entering the third round!

Everything adds up.

Pan Hexun sat in his place, pinching the dark green ring between his fingers, wearing a robe embroidered with azure crane patterns on a white background, and the corners of the robe hung on the ground.

His narrow Danfeng triangular eyes slowly narrowed.

A female cultivator of the Soul Bead Realm would dare to be in such a limelight......

Take care?

Naturally, he would take good care of this nun.

On his lips, a cold smile slowly hooked up.

On the right, a man with a piano on his back seems to be unaware of all this.

He was still staring at the virtual image above, his eyes fell on the virtual image with the word "sorrow", but his eyes gradually blurred a little unspeakable doubt, and finally evolved into interest.

She was also very curious about this female cultivator who was faster than him, Zhong Lanling.

In this world, there are always only one or two top geniuses, but the middle and upper class people can find a lot.

Therefore, after Pan Hexun passed, the golden light on the Ding Zheng Golden Order began to light up frequently.

First, the first Qin Guangwang Palace, see sorrow;

second, the ghost royal family of the capital city, Zhong Lanling;

third, the eighth wheel of the palace, Pan Hexun;

Fourth, the death of the city in vain, Chen Tingyan;

Fifth, the impermanence of the city in vain, Xing Zhan;

Sixth, the ghost royal family of the city is dead in vain, and it is cold;

Seventh, the ghost royal family of the capital city, Fan Lin;

Eighth, the Niu Tou clan of Xudu City, Niu Dongliang;

ninth, the night wanderer clan of the city of dragons, Xin Baishou;

……

It's just that there has been no soup for a long time.

Dead city, on the high platform of the square.

The monk who had not passed the literary test was depressed, and was automatically ejected from the high platform by the formation on the high platform, completely losing the ability to participate in the competition.

The monks who passed the literary exam, some of them had palpitations, and some of them were high-spirited, but no matter what their expressions were, they couldn't help but see the sorrow frequently-

This nun who surpassed Cui Jue in a moment.

One......

A nun who was questioned by everyone.

It's just that it's different from what everyone guessed.

On his sad face, there was neither shame nor panic, and even superfluous expressions could not be seen, only the calm calmness, as if he had done nothing, and as if he was satisfied with everything he had done.

She just stared up, at the virtual images and names that kept appearing on the nebula's scrolls.

Soon, she had already identified the mysterious Zhong Lanling, Pan Hexun and Niu Dongliang who were going to take care of her in the competition, and even saw the names of Xing Wu and others.

But......

Still no soup.

She couldn't help but cast her gaze diagonally in front of her.

Where Zhang Tang is located.

The other party was still wearing a simple official uniform, stepping on soap boots, as if he was unaware of everything around him, only the faint light of the Ding Ring could remind everyone that he had not finished answering the question.

On the left side of Zhang Tang, the ghost royal clan's Li Han had already stood for a long time.

Not to mention Chen Tingyan on the right hand.

The answer sheet for the original test questions was handed to him by Zhang Tang instead of Bafang Yandian.

Of course, she didn't believe that Zhang Tingwei, who could almost kill most of the court's important ministers, would be so ignorant that it would take so long to finish the test questions this time.

"What a cunning fellow......"

At this moment, the second round of the competition is almost over, and Chen Tingyan has successfully answered the question, so he did not sit in his position anymore, but walked to the side of the sorrowful.

Seeing that he glanced at Zhang Tang with sorrow, he immediately sarcastically said sourly, and added, "Do you believe it?"

You don't need to believe it or not, you know it anyway.

Seeing sorrow, he did look back at him, but he didn't give any answer, but showed an easy-going smile and said ambiguously: "Maybe our Lord Zhang is a guy who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it?"

"......Shh

Chen Tingyan immediately gave a sneer, obviously hearing that he was pretending to be stupid.

The square below is still boiling.

On the high platform, it is still quiet.

They waited for a long time, and when it was almost over, the golden light representing Zhang Tang slowly bloomed in a large area of golden light that was frequently lit up around them.

Zhang Tang's dead face was finally condensed on the picture scroll by the nebula.

"The first Qin Guangwang Palace, Zhang Tang. ”

Eight seal characters fell.

Zhang Tang finally finished answering, and it took three and a half minutes.

It's definitely not the front, but it's not the last, it's just in the middle, and in general, it's extremely difficult to get people's attention.

The light on the ring fell silent.

He slowly opened his eyes, as if he felt the burning gaze from the two eyes behind him, Zhang Tang glanced back, the dull and tasteless eyes just met the eyes that looked at him sadly, and then touched Chen Tingyan's eyes full of mockery.

Then, as if he had seen nothing, he put his hands in his sleeves and turned his head away as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, I suddenly felt an extremely indescribable heart stopper.

In the same literary test, there is a moment of answering the question beyond Cui Jue, who will pay attention to a Zhang Tang who is just stuck in the middle and can't get up?

I thought that this person was very powerful, and he would be a sharp-edged person who acted without leaving room for others.

Who would have thought that he would be an old fox who was obscure and clumsy!

She is indeed a gimmick of contention, from the palace of King Qin Guang.

But Qin Guangwang's palace didn't just push her this year, there was also a Zhang Tang who was very valued before.

With a gimmick like her, as long as Zhang Tang is not a bird, the attention he receives will naturally be relatively reduced......

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: How could she have a very strange illusion, as if she had been scolded?

"Dang!"

There was another ringing like a brass bell.

A cloud of colorful light flew out of the golden order, and at the moment of arriving at the high platform, the formation was broken in an instant, so the terrifying sound outside instantly swept everyone on the high platform, including Zhou Qingyu, the owner of the eighteenth floor.

"Cheat! cheat!"

"Bafang Yan Dian stinks shamelessly!

"But this year's competition is too scary, isn't it? That Zhong Lanling only took two moments, can't it all be cheating?"

"Two moments are not necessarily, but one moment must be cheating!"

"I bought Zhong Lanling to win the Ding Yuan, this female cultivator called Seeing Sorrow must be cheating!"

"Cheat!"

"Cheat!"

……

If it is said that there was a formation barrier before, everyone's feeling is not very strong.

So now, the second round of the literary examination has ended, and the surrounding voices rushed in like crazy, and the kind of impact on everyone can be imagined.

Seeing Chen Tingyan beside him, his face immediately changed.

Even Zhou Qingyu, who presided over the literary examination in front of him, couldn't help but gasp, shocked by this huge question. He knew about the affairs of Jianchou and the Eight Directions Yan Palace, after all, he was also a link in the chain of interests.

However, he didn't expect that this "gimmick" would be so exaggerated.

Bafang Yan Palace, how could he do such a stupid thing?

A slight cold light flashed in Zhou Qingyu's eyes, he looked back at the sorrow, saw the calmness on the other party's face, and couldn't help but doubt himself.

Seeing that she was not panicked at all, it didn't seem like she had made a decision on her own.

"Quiet! all quiet!"

I don't understand it, so it's better to go back and communicate directly with the Bafang Yan Palace.

For now, it is better to stabilize the situation.

Zhou Qingyu exhaled directly, and the words "quiet" spread like rolling thunder, centering on him and spreading towards the surroundings.

The coercion of the mighty monk enveloped the audience in an instant!

The monks in the square, who can withstand such a shock?

Almost in the blink of an eye, the terrifying sound disappeared completely, and everyone in the field was colorless, and some even trembled, almost kneeling in horror.

It was only at this moment that they remembered in a trance: who they were questioning, and what kind of existence was the Eight Directions Yan Hall in the Extreme Domain......

There was silence for a moment.

Zhou Qingyu's heart finally settled slightly, he glanced around, and said loudly: "The Extreme Domain has always been fair and strict, everyone can learn from it, and there is no favoritism in the Eight Directions Yan Palace, if you have any doubts, you might as well wait and see the after-effects." ”

No one dared to speak.

Zhou Qingyu waved his sleeves with satisfaction and announced: "This year's Ding Zheng Literary Examination is over! A total of eighty-six people from the seventy-two cities entered the third round, of which eighteen were killed in vain!"

"Now, I invite you monks to move upstairs on the eighteenth floor, watch the third round of rules, and rest for a while. ”

"The third round, the eighteen layers of hell, will open tonight!"

"Boom ......"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Around, there was loud applause.

The people who had been silent before suddenly rejoiced again: Because, regardless of whether they were cheating or not, the third round of the competition will start as scheduled! This time, an unprecedented eighteen layers of hell will be opened as a battlefield!

In the midst of the boiling, I couldn't hear any other voices.

She only saw the three gray-clothed old men who had verified the Ding Ring walking up, leading the way, parting the crowd, and leading them all the way to the eighteenth floor.

When she turned to look up at the tall building, she saw the two figures in the high place at a glance.

One is Cui Jue, whom she knows, and the other is ......

But it was a woman dressed in a dark white woven gold robe.

She was looking at her from a high place, her face and eyebrows, but they were like white clouds drifting back, making it difficult to distinguish.

Even, I can hardly feel the existence of the other party......

He is an absolute powerful monk, at least several realms higher than Cui Jue.

She had an inexplicable palpitation.

The realm of the Misty Immortals can easily see through their secrets.

At this moment when she is about to enter the final round of the competition, she doesn't want to be seen through and fall short.

There was a bit of doubt in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

Seeing sorrow, he naturally lowered his eyes, and followed Chen Tingyan beside him into the spacious door on the eighteenth floor-

Tonight, the feast of killing.