Scrimmage!

When the desolate wind announced the topic of this assessment, there were those who were surprised, and there were those who were sullen and unhappy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The surprises are naturally those children of everyone, who already have many auxiliary monks around them, and in the course of a year of study, they have recruited a lot of them, and they are united and are a powerful force.

Those who are depressed are those who have no background, no strength, and no huge resources. They originally thought that they could sign up for study and participate in the final assessment as in previous years, and as long as they succeeded, they would be able to get funding from the Heavenly Desolation Tribe, so as to establish their own tribe and soar to the sky.

It's a pity that they never thought that the assessment of the Heavenly Desolate Immortal Mansion this time would actually be a scuffle!

Scuffle, that is, all the monks are in this line of heaven, all the chaos and killing, and in the end, those who can stay are naturally the strongest, that is, the first place in the assessment.

In such a battle, the cheapest ones are naturally those children.

Liu Zhiwei sneered, standing proudly, sweeping past the cultivators for a lifetime, full of confidence.

Among the people present, the strongest cultivator was naturally the old sheep in the late Yuan Infant period.

With this person here, Liu Zhiwei felt that the victory was in his hands, and he felt that no one present could fight with him. Even if Mu Bai and the Second Yuan God have the cultivation of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, they can't compete with it.

It is not surprising that he has such an idea, you must know that after the monk breaks through the Yuanying cultivation, every time he breaks through a small level, he needs huge resources, and even more needs a lot of opportunities and creation.

These things are indispensable!

It is precisely because of this that there are many monks who only stay in the early or middle stages of the Yuan Infant for the rest of their lives, and it has always been difficult to make an inch.

Liu Zhiwei, who understood this, despised all the cultivators, and said coldly: "Those who oppose me, die!"

Yang Lao was controlled by his soul, so he naturally couldn't resist, his body moved, and he took a step forward, exuding a powerful coercion unique to the Yuan Infant Period.

For a while, many student monks gathered around Liu Zhiwei, which naturally included many patriarch student monks.

In an instant, the entire first-line heaven was divided into three forces.

The first share has the largest number of people, and the cultivation is also the strongest, and that is where Liu Zhiwei is.

Although the number of people in the second group is not as large as the former, it is also very large, but there is no Yuanying Monk in the whole team. But in such a team, few people dare to speak out and fight against each other. This team is none other than Liang Haotian, a Confucian monk who has a close relationship with the named elder Wang Yong.

The people in the third group are naturally pitiful, a total of three people. They are Mu Bai, the Second Yuan God and Li Tian.

Such a team, although stronger than the second force, is much weaker than the first force. It must be that the cultivation of Mu Bai and the Second Yuan God is only in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

In addition to the three forces, there are also famous cultivators who gather together and hesitate. Of these monks, two of them still know each other.

These two people are none other than Wan Yongbao and Yiqing, who were the most talked about when the Heavenly Desolate Immortal Mansion issued a notice.

"Do you want to wait for death, or do you want to leave now?" Liu Zhiwei's side, an auxiliary monk stepped forward and raised his hand to point directly at Wan Yongbao and the others.

As soon as these words came out, the monks immediately dispersed, or entered Liu Zhiwei's team, or entered Liang Haotian's team. Wan Yongbao and Yiqing were left in place, still not making up their minds.

The two of them were originally poor and scattered cultivators, and they were able to get the opportunity to get the opportunity at an early age, embark on the path of cultivating the Faxiang, and become a strong body, and their lifelong dream is to be able to enter the Heavenly Desolate Immortal Courtyard, become a patriarch student, and establish their own tribe after graduation.

In the past year, the two of them have worked very hard, but in the end, what the Desolate Immortal Mansion is fighting for is financial resources and talents.

The two of them are really weak, and their dreams of success have come to naught. Such a thing, let alone the two of them, it is difficult for anyone to figure it out.

Mu Bai stood in place, although he had a relationship with the two, but he would not be kind enough to help the two.

Slowly raised his head, looked directly at Liu Zhiwei, and chuckled: "It's the sky, Mu Ye is going to rebel, which onion are you?"

As soon as these words came out, all the monks present gasped.

Those who dare to talk to Liu Zhiwei like this, among the students, I am afraid that there are no two except Liang Haotian.

But right now, Mu Bai, a guy who looks poor and white, not only said it, but also said it magnificently.

Over the past year, because of his consistent low-key study, he has gradually faded out of everyone's sight.

Saying this at this moment, coupled with his unruly movements, suddenly pulled everyone back to the memory of a year ago.

Under the desolate stones, it is easy to call the board with the wood, under the desolate peak, it fights with the desolate dust, and the desolate immortal mansion is the person who pat the guide with his hand......

All this makes everyone understand that this guy is absolutely extraordinary, and he has proud capital. Otherwise, he must not be able to live until now without offending Liu Zhiwei.

There is another point that everyone instantly understands. In this line of heaven, there are only three Yuanying monks, except for the sheep elder in the late Yuanying period, there are only Mu Bai and the second Yuanshen in the middle Yuanying period.

If you want to say that you can fight with Liu Zhiwei, unless you have Liang Haotian with Wang Yong's support, there is only Mu Bai.

Such a thought turned in the minds of all the monks, and Wan Yongbao and Yiqing naturally understood it, and at the same time, their bodies moved, and they came to Mu Bai.

Wan Yongbao clenched his fists and said, "Brother Mu, how is our alliance?"

Mu Bai laughed, glanced at the two of them, waved his hand, and said, "I, Mu Bai, have no interest in alliing with anyone in my life. If you wish, you can stay. As for whether or not I can follow me, it depends on whether I have that interest in the future. ”

Wan Yongbao and Yiqing were stunned at the same time, and when they turned their heads to look at Liu Zhiwei and Liang Haotian again, they only saw the white eyes of the two.

At this moment, they understood that it was difficult to ride a tiger at the moment, and there were only two ways to choose. Either follow Mu Bai, or leave the sky and withdraw from this melee.

Obviously, after so much hard work, they will not choose the latter.

Yiqing reflected that it was very fast, and he seemed to be soft, but his heart was extremely firm. In an instant, I thought about it before and after. Gritting his teeth, clenching his fists, he said: "Xia Yiqing is willing to follow Brother Mu Bai's side, and when Mu Bai establishes a tribe, I can help you arrange a strong defensive formation!"

Hearing this, especially the words of the strongest defensive formation, Mu Bai was slightly shocked in his heart, and glanced at Yiqing a few more times.

This was the first time he had looked at the young man in front of him so seriously, this young man who had only cultivated in the early stage of Jindan.

I saw that he looked like he had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but he was born with a weak body. Standing there, it was clear that he was cultivating in the flesh, but he seemed very weak.

The more such people, the more Mu Bai is concerned. Because he understands deeply that anyone who looks inconspicuous to you can be the one who will kill you.

Just like an ant, a small poisonous ant may seem inconspicuous, but it can kill people in an instant.

Seeing Mu Bai coming, Yiqing bowed respectfully again, regardless of whether he agreed or not, his body moved, came to Li Tian's side, and signaled to him with a fist.

"In Xia Wan Yongbao, I am willing to follow Brother Mu, and I hope to accept it!" Wan Yongbao finally couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward, and said.

This is a burly iron man, five big and three thick, with horizontal muscles, round eyes, and an extraordinary breath.

Standing there, it's like an iron tower.

You don't need to look at his cultivation to know that this is an extremely strong guy.

Mu Bai looked at Wan Yongbao, and at that moment, he was about to wave his hand to let him feel free, when suddenly his mind flashed the words that Demon Juntian had said in the ancient ruins that day.

As soon as the Yuan Shen moved, the divine thoughts were scattered, and Wan Yong Baolai was carefully investigated.

Such a strong body and such a majestic flesh have already aroused Mu Bai's interest.

It's a pity that after a search, there is no gain.

Wan Yongbao is still Wan Yongbao, except for the strength of his body and blood, he doesn't have any breath of the ancient clan at all.

"Little friend, Brother Wan has joined the Heavenly Desolate Tribe for many years, although his cultivation is not high, but he is upright, brave, and has a strong defensive ability. It is rumored that the Desolate Spirit Shield refined by it has extremely strong defensive power, and even a powerful blow from a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant can block it. ”

"Really?" Mu Bai was a little surprised, turned his head to look at Li Tian, and then turned his head to look at Wan Yongbao again, and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect you to have such a treasure!"

For the current situation, Wan Yongbao is very clear, except to join Mu Bai's team, there is no way out at all. Therefore, when the latter questioned, he hurriedly explained: "Back then, by chance, I was fortunate enough to enter an ancient ruin, so that I was able to embark on the journey of cultivating immortals. Unfortunately, there was nothing but an exercise and a dying mountain turtle. ”

"After obtaining the exercises, I will cultivate according to them, sense the aura of heaven and earth, temper the physical body, and achieve cultivation. And the mountain turtle is naturally dead, and I have collected its remnant soul and body. Along the way, I continued to cultivate, but I forgot about it, and it was not until I broke through the Golden Pill Stage ten years ago that I needed to refine the natal magic weapon to remember it. ”

"And at that time, I took it out, and there was nothing left except a turtle shell, so I used it to refine my natal magic weapon, the Desolate Spirit Shield. ”

As soon as Wan Yongbao talked about his natal magic weapon, he immediately had to gush endlessly, and he couldn't stop the rhythm at all.

Hearing the former's story, Mu Bai did not interrupt, but was shocked in his heart. What shocked him was not the Desolate Spirit Shield in Wan Yongbao's hand, but the ancient ruins he had experienced.

In the eyes of the latter, there is no value at all, not even anything.

In Mu Bai's eyes, it was a treasure place. Because there, there will be the breath of the ancient monks, and even the power of their enlightenment. On top of that, there may be information about the ancient people, or breath.

Putting aside his thoughts, he waved his hand and said, "Stay!"

After speaking, he didn't think much anymore, stood proudly, and looked at Liu Zhiwei.

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