The Red Earth Dragon had devoured that piece of dragon scales at the beginning, and now that the catastrophe is coming, it can turn into a Ying Dragon, and if it can't be crossed, it will disappear between this vast world and the world.

"That's right, when you attacked the Sword Sect, you were followed by several red-striped demon pythons, they were so large in size and strength, but after killing them, why didn't they form a Neidan in their bodies? Chonglou asked.

"I don't know about this matter, maybe it has something to do with the incident last month, when there was a vision in the Fallen Demon Mountain Range, there was a heavenly tribulation thunder punishment descending, there was a black evil qi there at that time, after the thunder tribulation, I led a few demon pythons to investigate, and inadvertently absorbed a few mouthfuls of black evil qi, as a result, they underwent a mutation, and I also felt that the evil qi was particularly suitable for our cultivation, I felt that my thousand-year-old Taoism was faintly improved, but then I smelled that there was a master approaching, and I felt that the heavenly tribulation was aware of my existence, I didn't dare to linger anymore, so I retreated into the mountains with them。 The Crimson Earth Dragon said.

Chonglou then asked some more questions, and after solving some doubts in his heart, he let the red earth dragon take him out of here, from the Lingyun Mountain Range to the Burning Sun City has at least two or three days of travel, the disciples of the Sword Sect set off a day earlier than the heavy building, and when the heavy building reached a hundred miles from the Burning Sun City, he let the red striped earth dragon retreat into the deep mountains, and he heard the wind, and then also entered the Burning Sun City, Chonglou inquired a little, and he already knew that the Sword Sect disciple selection competition would start in two days.

Chonglou was overjoyed, fortunately he caught up, otherwise he missed this opportunity, he used to practice indiscriminately, and he didn't understand the essence of cultivation at all, once he missed it, Chonglou didn't have a chance to take revenge, because in front of the Sword Sect, he was as weak as an ant.

Chonglou did not live in the city, but found a small hill near Burning Sun City, Chonglou's biggest weakness now is blindness, although he can now hear the sound and distinguish the position, but this is still not enough, he wants to understand the sound of the way, the breath of the way, he wants to more clearly distinguish the opponent's position, the way of making moves, and so on.

The dry sitting of the heavy building is two days.

Finally, the selection competition of the Sword Sect began with a distant bell.

Chonglou entered the Burning Sun City early this day, and through inquiry, the venue of the Sword Sect's disciple selection competition was selected in a Colosseum in the south of the city, where many people usually have various exotic beasts caught from the barren mountains to gamble, and the venue here is large, and the people of the whole city can see the situation in the Colosseum in the surroundings.

Chonglou entered the Colosseum, found a seat to sit down, as time went by, there were more and more people on the field, and finally the Colosseum was already crowded with people.

"This year, my Chize tribe will definitely win the competition and win the protection of the Sword Sect, and then I will see who dares to rob us of our water source. Children, the future of our tribe depends on you!" an old man said to a group of young people.

"Hmph! A few guys in the middle of Ying Ling, they don't have enough to see in my tribe at all, not even a Ying Ling is consummated, you Chize tribe should go back to live and farm, don't be delusional to climb to the sky in one step, be careful of falling and falling to your death. An old man from the Huiran tribe said.

……

Chonglou's heart sank slightly, and he no longer listened to the mutual ridicule of the tribes.

……

Boom!

As a bell rang, the noisy Colosseum immediately fell silent, and in the center of the Colosseum, Ji Yanyu, who was dressed in the robe of the pavilion master, appeared in the center of the Colosseum, coughed lightly, and said: "The triennial Sword Sect disciple selection competition is about to begin, but anyone who is selected as a disciple of the Sword Sect can enjoy the three-year protection of the Sword Sect." After many discussions this time, the sect master decided that the selection quota for this time was one hundred. ”

Wow!

There was a sudden uproar and fire among the various tribes on the viewing platform, usually the selection of disciples of the Sword Sect would generally select twenty or thirty outstanding people, but this time they actually directly collected a hundred disciples, although they had already heard the news, but it was not the Sword Sect that spoke, and finally did not dare to believe the assertion, and now that they heard it with their own ears, they couldn't help but be excited, if there are descendants in the tribe who enter the Sword Sect to practice, with the resources of the Sword Sect, they will definitely be able to create a generation of young masters, and even if there is no protection of the Sword Sect, other tribes will have to weigh it if they want to invade.

"All the young people of all tribes who want to participate in the selection of disciples of the Sword Sect, please come to the Colosseum. Ji Yanyu then said.

Teenagers from various tribes entered one after another, and the heavy buildings followed, and the wide Colosseum was suddenly occupied by thousands of people.

"The only thing you have to do now is to defeat the opponent in front of you, subtract nine hundred from the more than a thousand people in the Colosseum, and the remaining hundred people will be my Sword Sect disciples, of course, there are more outstanding among you, we will give you the opportunity to duel among the hundred people, and select the three strongest ones to have the opportunity to become the disciples of the five major sword pavilions of the Sword Sect. Ji Yanyu retreated after speaking.

I saw Xuan Weizi, the master of the Fu Pavilion Pavilion, floating up, and with a wave of his sleeves, thousands of Dao talismans were suspended in the air and floated in front of everyone.

"Before the start of the competition, I will set up a repulsion array in the Colosseum, you hold the Dao Talisman in your hand, you can stay in the Spirit Array for a long time, if the Dao Talisman in your hand is lost or damaged, you will be ejected from the Spirit Array and lose the qualification for the competition. After Xuanweizi finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and nine long swords flew out of his sleeves, one of which was suspended above the Colosseum, and a Dao talisman was attached to the sword, and the remaining eight swords were each vertically inserted in the eight directions of the Colosseum.

"Now, the competition begins!" As soon as Xuan Weizi's voice fell, the atmosphere in the field suddenly rioted, and everyone used their internal spiritual power to attack the people who were closer to them.

Chonglou put the Dao talisman in his hand into his sleeve, and suddenly there was already a person holding a spear swept over, Chonglou heard the sound of the spear blade cutting through the air, straight to the neck, Chonglou has now stepped into the early stage of the knot, the induction of spiritual power or internal force has become significantly stronger, feeling that the whistling spear is blessed by deep internal force, the heart is slightly loose, obviously the opponent has not reached the knot stage, the heaven and earth aura in the body has not yet been converted into spiritual power, and then Chonglou directly shot, holding the spear that came directly at a very fast speed.

"Not good!" The young man holding the spear exclaimed, and hurriedly kicked a purple gold crown upside down, with his toes pointing upwards, and kicked at Chonglou's wrist, the kick was very sharp, Chonglou sensed the deep internal force contained in that kick, if the wrist of the person in the spiritual period was kicked by this kick, he would definitely be kicked to the bone and broken tendons, but Chonglou had already transcended that realm, his other hand was not idle, one sideways, his left hand quickly held the man's foot and neck, a side kick, this kick in the man's left ribs, the man suddenly felt a huge force pouring into his internal organs, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood。

"I admit defeat!" The young man felt that the strength of this person in front of him was profound, not an opponent, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to admit defeat, threw the Dao talisman in his hand aside, and then the whole person rose from the ground and was ejected from the formation.

On the judging bench of the Colosseum, there were three people sitting at this moment, in the middle was Situ Qingyu, who was in his fifties and dressed in a princely robe, on the right was a person with an elegant face, and there was an occasional flash of light in his eyes, and on the left was Jia Chenzi, the deputy sect leader wearing a Taoist robe.

"There are a few good seedlings in this new disciple selection!" Situ Qingyu looked at the battle on the field, stroked his beard and said.

"Well, although the young people of several of these tribes are in the middle stage of Ying Ling, they have practiced the martial arts in the tribe to a certain degree, as long as they give a little guidance, they will definitely achieve success in the future!" Jia Chenzi said.

He glanced at Fei You, only to see that Fei You's words to the two of them were unheard, staring intently at the battle on the field, but the shock on his face was not hidden at all.

The two of them were surprised when they saw Fei You in such a situation, who could shock the dignified Sword Sect Master?

They looked at Fei You's gaze, and they were also taken aback, and involuntarily exclaimed, "The Way of the Wind!"