The Immortal Decisive Conference has finally begun.

Zhang Yang and the others were waiting at the bottom of the ring at the moment, waiting for Venerable Hua Mao, the representative of the five major sects above the ring.

This Immortal Conference was jointly carried out by the five major sects, and the next Immortal Conference was held in the Demon Sect.

Venerable Huamao stood on top of the ring, and the ring of the Sword Yun Sect was very large, accommodating tens of thousands of people.

Looking at the crowd of monks around the ring, the spiritual power agitated and released the sound, so that all the monks present could hear it clearly.

"This Immortal Duel Conference will be held in my Sword Yun Sect, and it will be held once every Jiazi. ”

"In order to be able to let every emerging force have a certain understanding of their own strength, and more importantly, the Immortal Duel Conference is to elect the first day of pride. ”

"In tens of thousands of years, there has never been an immortal in our Dongxuan Continent who can transform into a feather flying immortal. ”

"But we didn't give up, that's why there was the birth of this immortal duel, and every Jiazi elected the first day of pride. ”

"From now on, whether it is the Demon Sect or our righteous path, we will do our best to support this first day pride, and each sect will come up with resources. ”

"What is the purpose of doing this? in order to open the way of feathering and flying immortals, so that all monks can become true immortals. ”

"And not the impostor of immortals in the mouth of mortals. ”

"In this Immortal Duel Conference, the competition venue is provided by the Flower Language Patriarch of my Sword Yun Sect. ”

"The rules are the same as before, as long as you are a monk who has not cultivated for more than one Jiazi, you can participate in this Immortal Decision. ”

"There are no rules in the fight, just win. ”

In Venerable Huamao's passionate preaching, the monks in the audience who had not cultivated more than one Jiazi were all excited.

Originally, dozens of rings of various sizes were built by the Sword Yunzong to be used in this immortal duel conference.

But he was given up by the Flower Language Patriarch with a word, "You guys are not as good as the space I opened up." ”

Moreover, the space opened up by the Flower Language Patriarch can be broadcast live directly outside, which is better than the Sword Yunzong using the ring to compete.

Because you can watch all the competitions directly, you don't have to give up on C or D in order to watch A or B.

Another reason is that as long as someone begs for mercy, they can abstain at any time in the space of flower language.

Moreover, there is no such effect on the ring built by the Sword Yunzong, and some perverted people such as Nangong Lan are encountered.

Monks who specialize in torturing and killing and begging for mercy cannot be achieved in the space of flower language, unless they kill people before begging for mercy.

A number appeared in Zhang Yang's mind, one thousand nine hundred and eighty-three.

This meant that he was about to enter the second trial ground, one for every thousand people.

Only one person will win the one-on-one tournament.

Zhang Yang was a little speechless, these thousands of people crowded into a space to fight each other or something, it was completely a Xiuzhen version of a chicken game.

And there's no equipment in there yet.

It doesn't seem to be a poison circle or anything.

looked at Youling and Zhu Zhilan next to them and other female cultivators from Bixia Valley.

The day before yesterday, the female cultivators of Bixia Valley also came to the Sword Yun Sect to prepare to participate in the Immortal Duel Conference.

This time, there was only one monk in Bixia Valley who was qualified to participate in the Immortal Decision, and that was Senior Sister Shi Weiyangshi.

The others, including Youling, have long been cultivating more than one Jiazi.

When Bixia Valley arrived at the Sword Yun Sect, he was warmly welcomed by the Sword Yun Sect.

Because of the flower language, the relationship between Bixia Valley and the Sword Yun Sect is not simple at all.

Another thing that hurts Zhang Yangdan the most is that whether it is Youling, Zhu Zhilan, or even Shi Weiyang.

pestered Zhang Yang all day long to double cultivate with him.

provoked Wang Miaoyan almost demolished the small courtyard where Jian Yunzong lived for Zhang Yang and others.

In the end, under Zhang Yang's inward-flowing explanation, Wang Miaoyan gradually regained her anger.

But until now, I still haven't given Zhang Yang a good color.

Wang Miaoyan drew 4,632, belonging to the fourth group.

Wang Ao drew five thousand four thirty-one, belonging to the fifth group.

And Jilin didn't participate in this immortal duel conference, because what?

Because the thieves are also here, this time it was Li Yingying who led the team.

Sun Shirui also followed, and after finding Zhang Yang, she was extremely excited, and she was a master.

More to ask Zhang Yang when he could teach her the Dao Destroying Sword Intent.

This girl with no conscience.

Looking at Zhang Yang, who has the same face as Li Yingying and his wife, he can't help but have a strange impression of Li Yingying.

No, he has been pestering Li Yingying since she came.

Not only ignited Wang Miaoyan's anger, but also the cold kite fairy.

Even Youling and Zhu Zhilan were angry, anyway, the entire courtyard was about to be lifted by these women.

Zhang Yang listened to the transmission of the flower language in his head, and began to walk towards the entrance of the second is the testing ground.

As each monk began to look for an entrance to his trial, there was some confusion.

Zhang Yang arrived at the entrance of the second trial ground and clenched his fists.

The task of the system is to win this knockout match, and in that case, it will be very difficult to win the battle of a thousand monks.

And it's full of variables, as well as luck bonuses.

Zhang Yang thought that his luck must be negative, otherwise why did this woman also appear here.

That's right, it's Nangong Lan.

Nangong Lan also saw Zhang Yang, licked her lips and smiled at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was scared, Nima, if this woman is separated from herself, then it means that he is finished?

At this time, Nangong Lan was stunned for a moment, and said to Zhang Yang: "I seem to have made a mistake, it's a pity that I didn't stay in the same testing ground with you." ”

Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time, Nangong Lan said again: "Actually, I lied to you, I was in the second trial ground." ”

Zhang Yang looked at Nangong Lan silently, "This kind of joke is not funny at all. ”

Nangong Lan bit her fingers, "Big bald head, it seems that I'm going to kill you in advance." ”

Zhang Yang's eyes shrank, what this woman said was definitely not nonsense.

It's very depressing.,It's hellish difficulty to escape under the pursuit of this terrifying woman.。

The corners of Nangong Lan's mouth overflowed with blood, and that was because she used a little force when she thought that she could kill the big bald head in front of her.

"Although it's a pity to kill you such a perfect fruit now. ”

Zhang Yang said a little depressedly: "Since it's a pity, it's better to raise more, maybe I can give you a bigger surprise in the future." ”

Nangong Lan tilted her head and bit her fingers to look at Zhang Yang, and after a long while, she shook her head.

"It's better to kill it, it's a pity, but I can't wait for you to grow up for too long. ”

After finishing speaking, Nangong Lan stepped into the second trial ground, leaving Zhang Yang in a daze in the noisy environment.

Until the voice of Huayu reached Zhang Yang's head, "Hey, you still don't go in? If you don't go in, I'll even if you abstain." ”

Zhang Yang, who came back to his senses, stepped into the second testing ground.

The familiar feeling of weightlessness swept through the body.

After getting used to it, Zhang Yang raised his eyes and looked.

It is a forest with irregular trees, which look ghostly because of the darkness of the night.

Strange shapes and strange lights, Zhang Yang's eyesight was not affected by the darkness.

There was no one around, and the voice of the flower language came from his head, "Everyone in the second trial ground enters the venue, the trial begins, no matter what means are used, the winner advances." ”

This message should be sent in bulk.

Zhang Yang cautiously explored in the forest, this kind of chicken game is no stranger to Zhang Yang.

What is the most important action to get 1st place?

Only one word, of course.

That's Gou, as long as Gou is good, it doesn't matter what Nangong Lan you are, or other perverted monks in this trial ground.

As long as you can survive well, you are likely to win the first place.

For example, at this time, a little brother who flies with edgeworth, this kind of person is too flamboyant.

Look, I don't know that a thunderbolt that appeared from there will directly blast this little brother into scum.

Even the flying sword was gone, Zhang Yang couldn't help but despise in his heart, the person who dared to swagger like this at this time was either a fool or a madman.

And the little brother just now is definitely not a madman, so he can only be a fool.

On the other side, Nangong Lan also walked in this irregular forest.

She walked with a swagger.

In her induction, she couldn't find Zhang Yang's existence, and she was slightly surprised and ignored it.

It must have been that after entering this space, the mark she quietly gave Zhang Yang outside was erased.

As long as she thought that she would always meet Zhang Yang in this space, Nangong Lan's cheeks were dyed with a strange red glow.

"This fellow Daoist, looking at the woman in front of you, she is superior, why don't you and me join forces. Ten zhang on Nangong Lan's side, the two monks whispered.

"I have this intention, this woman dares to swagger so much, she must have something to rely on, why don't you go and test it first, how about I sweep the battle for you here. ”

The monk with a ponytail on his head looked disdainful, why do you want me to help you take the lead, and I am not a fool, so he spoke.

"Daoyou's words, even if this woman has something to rely on, the two of us can work together to settle her, and then threaten her, and then hehehehe. ”

The other long-haired monk looked at the bastard with disdain, who only thought with his lower body, and was about to speak, when suddenly a nice female voice sounded in the ears of the two of them.

"Hmm, what are you threatening me?" Nangong Lan whispered in the ears of the two of them.

The monk with a ponytail tied to his head was startled, and looked at Nangong Lan's position before, and sure enough, the person was gone.

At this moment, he looked at Nangong Lan's smiling face in horror and took a step back.

The other monk with long hair was equally shocked, and his heart was horrified when this woman suddenly appeared next to the two of them.

Seeing the two of them retreat, Nangong Lan said unhurriedly: "What are you two going to threaten me?

The monk with a ponytail tied on his head couldn't help but take a step back, swallowed his saliva and looked at the monk with long hair and said, "Fellow Daoist, this woman is not simple, you and I will join forces to subdue her first." ”

The long-haired monk nodded, unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and slashed at the woman, and the spiritual power was stirring like a rainbow.

The speed of that sword qi was extremely fast, and it arrived in front of Nangong Lan in the blink of an eye.

Nangong Lan stretched out her right hand and smashed this fierce sword qi directly with a disappointed face.

Seeing this scene, the long-haired Daoist instantly got goosebumps all over his body and said, "Daoyou." You and I should flee separately, this woman is not our opponent. ”

Without receiving an answer, the long-haired Taoist friend turned his head, and there was still a trace of the monk with a ponytail tied around him.

The long-haired friar's face was furious, this bastard had abandoned him?

At this moment, Nangong Lan's voice sounded faintly, "Are you looking for this person?"

The man with long hair fluttering turned his eyes to Nangong Lan, and his face turned pale with fright.

He saw that Nangong was carrying a human head in his hand, and that head was a monk with a ponytail.

When did this woman make a move, there was no warning at all. The long-haired monk was about to cry.