The old man in brocade clothes nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, you, like other Holy Masters who have signed up, can directly participate in the third round of Doujian, and besides, this priest guarantees that you will not meet the Great Saint Master before entering the top eight!"

Wu Fei was a little embarrassed, the No. 1 card must be Hella Santi's forehead, the No. 2 and No. 3 cards are also the top three of the Great Sage Master Doujian, and the No. 4 card is actually on the cusp of the storm, the most popular among the public, I didn't expect that I accidentally hit and got this position, this time even the Ihan Holy Master had to be ranked behind him.

Wu Xing'er took Wu Fei's number plate, but pouted and said, "Why don't you give my brother the number one card?"

The old man in brocade laughed and said, "If you win the Great Saint Master of Hella this time, I believe that our High Priest of the Night will definitely personally issue you the No. 1 card of the next Doujian Conference!"

Wu Xing'er understood a little, and said, "Lord Priest, it turns out that you can only issue No. 4 cards at the most?"

The old man in brocade said: "Yes, I am very optimistic about your brother, his cultivation is also good, is it the fourth layer of the intermediate level?"

Wu Fei was shocked in his heart, it seemed that he couldn't hide his aura with the Phaseless Sumeru Gong, and the priest of the Demon God Temple in front of him was really unfathomable.

The old man in brocade was a little strange, he gave Wu Fei a big favor, he didn't take it seriously, this number plate is worth at least 100,000 silver stones, he glanced at the audience, and said: "There are a lot of people below, this priest should go!" He turned around, and suddenly said to Wu Fei: "You have to promise, this license plate can only be used by you, you can't exchange it with others, if someone asks, you must say that you got it by lot, can you do it?"

Wu Fei nodded again and again and said, "Yes, the juniors know." ”

After speaking, the old man in brocade shouted a middle-aged man who looked like a priest behind him and gave a few words, and floated away from the bamboo platform, his body was more elegant than Hela Sangti's forehead, and he didn't see how to behave, and in a flash, he had already flown away and turned into a white spot in the clouds.

Wu Fei asked the middle-aged priest, "May I ask this lord, who is this priest who just left?"

The middle-aged priest glanced at the two of them in surprise and said, "Haven't you seen Priest Saran, his old man is the second high priest of our Light Temple!"

Wu Fei was secretly shocked, it turned out that the old man in brocade was the No. 2 person in the Demon God Temple, Priest Salan, he smiled embarrassedly and lied: "No, we used to just watch from a distance, and we haven't seen each other so closely." ”

The middle-aged duty secretary made a gesture of please and said, "The junior master has already obtained the number plate and can step down." ”

"Yes, thank you. ”

Wu Fei bowed and pulled Wu Xing'er down the bamboo platform.

The middle-aged priest stood there, with some doubts in his eyes, and said to himself: "No. 4 card, don't be eliminated as soon as this young man comes on the field, Priest Saran is really a bit nonsense this time, just now the question of the great saint master of Santi, he obviously lost, and he is not even qualified to participate in the registration." ”

A slightly younger priest on the side said, "Yes, if the Saran priest looks away, the Shura priest will definitely laugh at him!"

The priest of Shura is the third priest of the Demon God Temple, and her cultivation is the same as that of Saran, but she is a priestess, so she is ranked below Salan, and the two are quite contradictory, and neither of them obeys the other.

Wu Xing'er took Wu Fei's number plate and said with a smile: "You are really lucky, I was at Turidun just now, I almost vomited blood!"

The two walked back, and Wu Fei said, "Those people are all second-level medicine cultivators, and many of them are just here to try their luck." ”

Seeing that it was still early, Wu Fei took Wu Xing'er to wander around the three knives, the two of them visited a few shops, Wu Fei bought some materials, since he was going to participate in the Great Sage Master Doujian, he still had some things to prepare.

Most of the shops with three knives are tents, and many places where Wu Fei and the others have walked through the Demon Dao are all such buildings, but in fact, these cultivators and mortals do not migrate often, Wu Fei is a little strange, why don't these Demon Dao people build houses like Shinto, is it just to facilitate the war?

There aren't many shops here to buy, and it's popular to exchange pills and other things in the Demon Dao.

After only visiting two shops, Wu Xing'er frowned, because the smell here was really bad, the air was full of blood and foul smell, and at the entrance of some shops, there were wooden shelves with human skins of different sizes on them, just like they saw on the nameless village of the grassland.

Suddenly, a terrible woman's scream came from behind the two of them, and as soon as they turned around, they saw many people surrounding the tent entrance of a shop.

Wu Fei was a little surprised, he didn't know what was going on, a young man in rags ran past him, and shouted: "Skinned, skinned, it's a Shinto female cultivator!"

Wu Xing'er was furious, and reached out to go to the treasure bag to take out the magic weapon.

Wu Fei held her down and shouted in a low voice, "What are you going to do?"

"Save people!"

"You're crazy, you're killing people every day here, can you save it?"

Wu Xing'er stomped her foot hatefully and said, "Then, then we turn a blind eye?"

Wu Fei glanced at the lively crowd that ran over excitedly, shook his head and sighed, and said, "What can you do?"

Wu Xing'er's eyes were full of hatred, she clenched her silver teeth, and said angrily: "I came here, I don't have anyone I like, I just want to kill everyone here!"

Wu Fei shook his head and said, "Can you finish the kill?"

Wu Xing'er said: "Kill as many as you can!"

At this time, the two of them were standing in front of a slightly dilapidated tent, which had no wooden shelves, and by the door stood an old woman with a missing arm.

That old woman was a low-level cultivator, her cultivation was only at the sixth level of the Qi Condensation Period, and she hadn't even reached the first layer, her face was full of wrinkles, her expression was a little demented, and she was looking at a cloth towel in front of her, as if someone else's family was killing people and peeling her skin, and it had no effect on her.

Wu Fei glanced inside, and found that the things sold in this shop were very ordinary, that is, animal skins, animal bones, etc., and there were not even the most ordinary pills, he coughed, and said to the old woman: "Shopkeeper, is there anything strange about your cloth towel?"

The old woman came back to her senses, put away the cloth towel with one arm and said: "Hey, why don't you go to see the skinning, teach the two guests to laugh, this is my daughter's belongings, she is no longer there, just now the old man was here alone and sad." ”

Wu Xing'er sighed and said, "Is your daughter a cultivator, and how did she die?"

Wu Fei pulled Wu Xing'er's sleeve, feeling that it was a little rude for her to ask this, but the old woman didn't care, she looked up to the sky and sighed, and said: "It's not a blood bead, twenty years ago, my daughter was in Qingye Mountain, and the flying blood bead suddenly appeared, she didn't escape, and was killed by the blood bead bursting." ”

Wu Xing'er said strangely: "What is the Flying Blood Bead?"