"Hoo ......"

It stands to reason that the closing ceremony of the Zongmen Dabi should be lively and noisy. At this moment, however, the huge square where the closing ceremony was taking place was so silent that the slightly tired gasps of someone could be heard very clearly.

For the one who fell in the middle of the square, gasping for breath as if no one was there, is immortal.

Blood-covered immortality.

Whether it was the contestants who were watching the performance and waiting for the major sects to come and collect their disciples, or the spectators around the square and in front of the Spirit Mirror, they all unconsciously stopped their movements and remained silent after Changsheng fell from the sky without warning.

When Changsheng raised his sleeve to wipe away the blood flowing from the corner of his forehead, and found a secluded corner to close his eyes and recuperate, they seemed to finally react, and a far more noisy discussion suddenly erupted, flooding the entire plane like a tsunami.

"Am I right? The person who suddenly appeared just now is really an immortal?"

"You read that right...... Anyway, where did he get the courage to appear at the closing ceremony of Dabi? Doesn't he know that the people who want to kill him are all over the plane?"

"He's hurt like that, how could he not know? Compared to this, I'm more curious about why he risked his life to come here? He can't still dream of a certain sect taking him as an apprentice, right?"

"Take him as an apprentice? Don't laugh at me to death! Accepting him as an apprentice is equivalent to fighting against all the enemies of the generals and bone-seeking at the same time, where is there still a sect in the entire three thousand worlds that dares to accept him as a disciple?"

"Instead of dwelling on this kid's thoughts, let's guess who will do it to him first after the closing ceremony. ”

Changsheng was already a little confused due to excessive blood loss, so the chaotic discussions around him sounded more like a lullaby to him, and even the sinister demagogic words of some contestants were completely ignored by him.

Of course, he was quite afraid of death, but he was afraid of those Immortal Emperors, not these chattering wastes.

Thinking of this, Changsheng endured the feeling of dizziness and pain in his head, and tried his best to maintain the last of his consciousness.

Although the use of force was forbidden at the closing ceremony of Dabi, Changsheng did not have the slightest intention of relaxing, because he really couldn't be reconciled if he didn't see the end of this gamble with his own eyes.

I don't know if his arrival disrupted the arrangement of the closing ceremony, or if the performance time of this closing ceremony was short, It didn't take long for Changsheng to lean against the wall and see that the closing ceremony of the Zongmen Dabi was in the last ring.

I saw that the contestants who were ranked second to tenth in the sect competition walked to the center of the square in turn, quietly waiting for the major sects of the Middle Thousand World to come and collect disciples.

Changsheng didn't care about such a trivial matter as no one asking him to go with him, in fact, if someone really called him to go to the center of the square together, he would feel that person was inexplicable. Because he now has the biggest trouble in the Three Thousand Worlds, whoever is close to him will die, even if the other party is a madman, he will not choose to befriend him at this time.

Fortunately, over the years, the order of the major sects to accept disciples has started from the tenth place, so even if the position of the first place in Dabi is quite unsightly, the entire disciple acceptance ceremony still goes extremely smoothly.

Huo Shangming happened to be the tenth place in this sect competition, he was accepted by the Middle Thousand World Broken Army Sect, and Jing Yuanrou, who ranked fourth, was admitted to the Lu Cun Sect of the Middle Thousand World.

The third place in this big competition is Yeliang Gong, who was taken by an immortal emperor of the Great Thousand World Fire Sect and directly accepted as a disciple. Changsheng was not surprised by this.

Because he has always felt that Yelianggong is the most transparent person in the trio of local tyrants. Yeliang Gong knows very well what he wants, and he also knows how to get what he wants.

Hu Linyuan is the second place in the big competition of the sect. When the Thunder Valley of the Great Thousand Worlds threw an olive branch to him, saying that their sect leader Dendrobium wanted to accept him as a disciple, he responded calmly, and there was no unwillingness on his face.

Although he has always wanted to worship Emperor Que as a teacher, he is not really arrogant to the point that he does not worship Emperor Que. Taking a step back, even if he didn't want to be Dendrobium's apprentice at all, he couldn't refuse at all.

Because once he refused, he would have offended the Immortal Emperor. Hu Linyuan thought that he couldn't afford to offend an immortal emperor.

Thinking of this, Hu Linyuan unconsciously glanced at Changsheng.

To be honest, even if Changsheng had reached the top of the sect competition this time, Hu Linyuan didn't feel that he was inferior to the other party. However, when Ri Changsheng appeared on Dabi Square covered in blood under the pressure of the world's enemies, he suddenly realized that he was indeed inferior to Changsheng.

If he was in the situation of immortality at this time, he probably just wanted to hide from the limelight by deceiving himself, rather than desperately seeking a way out of the situation.

Changsheng naturally sensed Hu Linyuan's complicated eyes, but he didn't have the idea of exploring further. Because there are too many people staring at him with complicated eyes at the moment, or rather, everyone in the square is looking at him as if they are not looking at him at this moment.

“…… The leader of this sect competition did not step into the center of the square due to his serious injuries, but he was leaning against the corner of the square at the moment. And I think you all know his name, I don't know which sect or which monk is willing to accept him as a disciple?"

Even though the monk sent by the organizer of the sect to preside over the ceremony scolded him in his heart, he still pointed out the existence of immortality to everyone.

He even gave Changsheng a reason why he was too injured to move, barely covering up the fact that no one dared to approach Changsheng at all.

However, this kind of cover-up is completely meaningless, and the people present have more or less points in their hearts, so after this monk's voice fell, no sect dared to come forward to respond to him.

"Everyone knows something, so why waste any more time?" After a long silence in the square, the seventh-ranked woman finally spoke impatiently, apparently fed up with the boring pantomime.

Changsheng felt the increasingly thick gaze of the people around him, as if he was looking at a plague god, and he couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth and smile bitterly. In his opinion, the lethality of these sights is stronger than the words just now, at least now he already wants to sigh a little.

"Sometimes I really don't understand...... Changsheng held his sword and muttered something in a very low voice, and the next second he slowly stood up straight, walking step by step towards the center of the square.

Sometimes he really doesn't understand, what is going on in the head of the guy who has cultivated to a high level?

Leaving aside the complete lack of discipline for the time being, the recklessness of the bone search can barely be explained by the fact that he is not a human being, but what about the emperor? To say that this man does not know the process of this apprenticeship ceremony, Changsheng will not believe it in any way.

Emperor Que is clearly a control-like existence, he even has the patience to spend hundreds of years on the layout, how can he not pay attention to today's collection of disciples?

He still doesn't show up, either because he's been in a moody habit again, or because he's having a bad taste and wants to see how he looks like he's dying and struggling.

If he could, Changsheng didn't want to think too deeply and clearly about everything. Because he is not a sunny person, many times he will subconsciously think in the worst direction, for example, now he has begun to think about his last words.

"To be honest, I feel like I'm almost at my limit. Will you accept it or not, will you give it a good time?"

Ever since Changsheng walked towards the center of the square with his feet raised, the attention of the contestants and the audience was focused on him. Even so, they still felt a little inexplicable when they heard Changsheng's words at first glance.

Because when Changsheng said this, he didn't look at any sect, but lazily raised his eyes and stared at the vast summer sky.

"What...... He shouldn't have been under too much pressure, so he went crazy...... right?" The contestant standing beside Changsheng couldn't finish his complaining words, but he was directly confused by a scene in the air.

I saw that the originally empty sky suddenly crossed a golden hurricane, and when everyone squinted and stared, they found that it was not a hurricane at all, but a dark golden dragon flying in the sky.

And on the back of the dark golden dragon, a man in a robe of the same color stood quietly at this moment.

"It's really him......" Hu Linyuan's voice was hoarse and spit out these four words. The moment the golden dragon appeared, he understood who Changsheng was talking to just now.

Who else could it be?

Except for the emperor, who else in this world can come forward to accept disciples without scruples when the world is the enemy of immortality?

"Come up. "The sudden appearance of Emperor Que did not control the landing of the golden dragon. He just stood condescendingly on the golden dragon and said coldly to the immortal in the center of the square.

Changsheng's vision was already a little blurred because of his serious injuries, and when Emperor Que appeared, his nerves were even more tense to the limit, so that the moment he barely landed on the golden dragon with the flying sword, he was completely unconscious.

So he didn't notice that Di Que's face was very bad when he came, and he couldn't see it, and when he passed out in a bloodied coma, Di Que's face became more and more ugly.

However, Emperor Que has always been cold, and everyone present didn't notice that he was in a very bad mood at the moment. They only saw Emperor Que reach out and hug the unconscious Changsheng, and then coldly spit out a sentence to the live broadcast magic weapon in the square, a sentence that had been blatantly published in the newspaper many days ago.

What he said was, "From this day forward, I will bless eternal life." ”

And it was this sentence that turned the entire Three Thousand Worlds upside down again.