There are a total of one hundred and eight rooms in the Star Picking Building, that is to say, one hundred and eight people can compete at a time, all the rooms are equipped with shadow stones, there are members of the organizing committee who always supervise the competition, and keep this grand event just, fair and open, and all the members of the organizing committee are not only from the ten major sects, but also from other sects, business alliances, scattered cultivators and many other members, these people are quite prestigious and moral people, and have extremely high prestige in various places. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

More than 100 people walked into the Star Picking Tower one after another, only a small part of these cultivators were from the top ten sects, most of them were small sects from all over the country and some scattered cultivators, and they could see the solemnity of their faces, as well as the somewhat erratic pace when they walked into the door.

Whether or not they can enter the Spirit Source Secret Realm is only the first step, but this first step will almost ruin the dreams of most cultivators, because the opponents waiting for them in the Star Picking Tower are all Condensing Realm cultivators who are far above them by a realm, and they need to be able to survive a stick of incense with the full strength of the Condensing Realm cultivators in order to pass this first stage.

After more than 100 people entered the Star Picking Tower, only a quarter of an hour passed, and the door of the Star Picking Tower was opened again, and out came a young monk wearing a Taoist robe, he lowered his head with a depressed face, and passed through the phalanx of participants into the crowd, although he had already disappeared into the crowd, but the lonely back was still so obvious.

In the following time, there were cultivators who walked out of the Star Tower one after another, and even more than seventy people walked out of the Star Tower one after another, which made everyone present a little in an uproar, such a short time also means that they have lost the qualification to seize the quota of the Spirit Source Secret Realm, and the next opportunity is ten years later, maybe at that time, if these cultivators are still in the Tianxuan Realm, they can still participate again, but if a cultivator has not broken through the Tianxuan Realm for ten years, then it means that his cultivation path in this life is nothing more.

The first batch of one hundred and eight cultivators who entered the Star Picking Tower, in less than a stick of incense, had already been eliminated nearly ninety, and in the end, there were only a dozen cultivators who successfully passed him, and this cruelty made all the participants secretly palpitate, and they were also trying to think about whether they could hold on to a stick of incense for a while!

With the passage of time, several batches of participants also entered the Star Picking Building, and when the disciples of the top ten sects accounted for the majority, the elimination rate gradually decreased, and at this time, there were more than 200 cultivators who passed the first stage, and some of the well-known disciples of the ten major sects also successfully passed the first stage, such as four of the seven junjuns of the Southern Five Sects, Yan Luoling of the Northern Five Sects, Nan Keyue, etc.

The sixth group of cultivators walked into the Star Picking Tower, this time Tang Chan and Qing Yan were also among them, the two of them seemed to be full of confidence, but they must also be apprehensive in their hearts, Lin Ruoli stepped forward to say a few words, looking at the figures of the two of them walking into the Star Picking Tower, she could no longer maintain the calm and indifference just now, and the nervousness in her heart also rose.

Qing Yan still had a cold expression on his back with a long sword, he was divided into a room on the third floor, the room was very large and very empty, without the slightest furnishings, only a timing sand lantern above hung in the air, the surrounding walls and ground were made of bluestone, as if there was a faint white light curtain flickering low, Qing Yan knew that this was a protective formation, if it weren't for this formation, I am afraid that the Star Picking Tower would have been destroyed long ago.

Qing Yan walked into the room and found a person standing opposite, this person was wearing a Taoist robe and stood with his head down, his eyes closed, without the slightest expression on his face, seeing that what he was wearing was not the service of the ten major sects, it seemed that he was from other sects, but even so, no one dared to underestimate it, because the other party was a cultivator of the Condensing Realm.

Qing Yan saluted and untied the long sword behind his back, and at this moment, the man's eyes suddenly opened, and he pointed to the sand lantern in the air to start the timer, and then the spiritual power on his body burst into shape and burst out with a punch.