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The tribal alliance primary election entered the fifth day, and the number of participating tribes in the Jiuli competition suddenly increased.

The number of tribes that signed up suddenly surged to more than a hundred tribes, although compared to the arenas of other sects, the more than a hundred tribes that signed up were still very shabby, but they were finally relieved from the embarrassment.

There are more and more tribal stations around the Jiuli Arena, tents are connected, and the spectator seats in the arena are full of spectators.

In the deserted Jiuli arena, a boiling noise began to be heard. The various attacks of the participants in the center of the arena were about to overflow the boundaries of the arena, either suddenly disappeared without a trace, or were inexplicably guided to the sky.

The sky above the Jiuli arena is like a grand fireworks show, and the brilliant light explodes in the air from time to time.

The other sects only realized at this time that the protective shield of the Jiuli Arena was not a failure of imitation, but simply an invisible protective shield that they had never seen before.

The various sects that were waiting to see Jiuli's joke immediately fell silent.

The redivision of the entire force by having tribes participating in the Jiuli Arena does not have much impact, but this invisible protective shield, which has never been seen before, or even heard of, has made all the sects have different thoughts.

Slowly, the atmosphere in the primary competition outside the black bone city became weird. In this strange atmosphere, on the sixth day of the primary, a message suddenly flowed out from the tribes participating in the primary.

The prize in the Jiuli arena turned out to be the legendary elixir that can be directly promoted if you eat it.

It was like pouring a bucket of oil on the fire, so that the already somewhat weird atmosphere suddenly had an undercurrent, and the various sects were even absent-minded about the outcome of the primary election by this time.

When the primary selection entered the seventh day, the number of participating tribes in the Jiuli competition field increased from more than 100 tribes to more than 10,000 tribes.

In the end, some tribes have not been competing for the finals, but for Bigu Dan.

The tribal station that originally signed up for the competition in Jiuli suddenly became like a city. Clans that have already lost the contest will usually have a chance to challenge the shortlisted clans. Originally, very few tribes would challenge again after losing the election, after all, the Wu who can stand out from the tens of thousands of tribes will not be too bad in cultivation.

But in this tribal primary election, all the unsuccessful tribes who signed up for the competition in the Jiuli Arena suddenly became fragrant and sweet in the eyes of each tribe.

The tribes of other arenas, secretly found the tribes of the Jiuli Arena, and offered to challenge the shortlisted tribes in the name of their tribes on their behalf, and after defeating, the qualifications for the shortlisted tribes belonged to the unsuccessful tribes, and the prizes belonged to the witches who challenged the shortlisted tribes on their behalf.

This situation was only going on secretly and secretly, and Wang Hailong and Fang Tingting didn't know anything about this situation.

When the primary selection enters the ninth day, basically the ten shortlisted tribes have been determined, and the following is the link for the unsuccessful tribes to challenge the shortlisted tribes.

The Jiuli arena is no longer what it used to be, and the arena is overcrowded, and only the representatives of the ten shortlisted tribes occupy the only arena.

The unsuccessful tribes can only be outside the arena, and after arranging the order of challenges, they will enter the competition in order of first order and issue challenges to the shortlisted tribes.

Fang Tingting and Wang Hailong, Qiu Qiuqiu, Qin Dabao and Qian Snake, the twelve witches of Mengshan Village, all felt like they were in a dream.

The Jiuli arena has gone from being deserted and not even having a single tribe to being overcrowded today, and in just a few days, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

Whether it is a tribe that enters the final or loses, as long as it chooses to compete in the arena of Jiuli, it has already become a vassal alliance of Jiuli Fengwu.

The ten shortlisted tribes will become the middle-level leadership tribes of Jiuli Fengwu, and the following unsuccessful tribes will divide their rights and obligations layer by layer according to the results of the competition.

Today's Jiuli Fengwu does not need to deal in refined salt, just the annual tribute of tens of thousands of tribes, so that the people of the entire Mengshan Village can live a luxurious life without having to do anything.

Jiuli Fengwu is the leader of this vast alliance. By this time, Jiuli Fengwu finally had the capital to gain a foothold in the Black Bone City, and had become an existence that no one could ignore.

Although Wang Hailong and Qiuqiu are not from Jiuli Fengwu, but now if Wang Hailong encounters the matter of being deliberately made difficult by Wuguqing when he first entered the city, with the tens of thousands of vassal tribes under Jiuli Fengwu now, Wang Hailong can directly kill Wuguqing without nonsense, and the Wugu family has no way at all.

By now, the title of Jiuli Fengwu is well deserved, with the actual power of a titled tribe, and the relationship with the Black Witch Sect, it has finally recovered from a vassal to a true alliance and an equal relationship.

The presiding desk has changed from only one row of seats to more than 20 rows of seats.

Sitting in the first row were Fang Tingting and Wang Hailong Qiuqiu, as well as Qin Dabao, the Spiritual Snake and the twelve witches.

Behind them sat the witches of the ten shortlisted tribes and the witches of their respective tribes, a full twenty rows of seats, sitting slowly, without a single empty seat.

Those who were waiting for the entrance and exit of the Jiuli Arena were no longer the people from Mengshan Village led by Meng Hua and Meng Cheng, and all of them were replaced by the people of the ten shortlisted tribes.

The people of Mengshan Village led by Meng Hua and Meng Cheng have now become the leaders of the ordinary people of the Jiuli Fengwu Alliance.

Fang Tingting and the ten shortlisted tribes thought that the last two days of the challenge would be the same as in previous years, with only a passing motion, and then successfully end the primary election of the alliance and begin to prepare for the next final election.

Fang Tingting has even started to negotiate the preparations for the final election with the witches of the ten shortlisted tribes, and in a burst of laughter, she quietly waited for the unsuccessful tribes of the challenge to enter the field and take a formality.

After all, the participating tribes in the primary selection all understand that all the participating tribes that enter the Jiuli arena will be allies within an alliance in the future, and they will be regarded as their own people.

The primary election is generally completed in a very friendly atmosphere, and only when you enter the final election is the time to decide the victory or defeat.

"Wizard He, the outer deacon of the Dark Witch Sect, came to visit......"

The entrance and exit of the Jiuli Arena did not wait for the unsuccessful tribes of the challenge to come in, but heard the gatekeeper shouting that Wizard He was visiting.

With the announcement of the gatekeeper, Fang Tingting and the witches of the ten shortlisted tribes were suddenly stunned, and the entire arena was silent.

During the primary election, in order to avoid suspicion, few other witches who presided over the primary election visited other parties who presided over the primary election before the primary election ended.

Even allies don't come easily, unless something big happens.

Almost everyone in the entire arena looked at the entrance and exit of the arena, guessing what was going on.

Wizard He didn't take a black eight-lift sedan chair this time, and he didn't bring a single entourage, and he walked into the Jiuli arena alone.

This is the first time that Wang Hailong and Qiu Qiuqiu have seen the appearance of Wizard He.

Dressed in a black robe, with a golden hoop hair collar, long hair shawl, eyes like stars, a tiger's back and a wolf's waist, a slender figure, and a smile, he saluted Fang Tingting as soon as he entered the arena.

"Master Fang, He came uninvited, please forgive me for being presumptuous." It's still a low, slightly magnetic voice, but it's a little more enthusiastic than before.

Wang Hailong and Qiu Qiuqiu had both received several favors from the Black Witch Sect, and at this time, they hurriedly followed Fang Tingting to stand up from the hosting stage and return the salute from afar.

"I should have come to the door to thank you a long time ago, but the time was too tight, and I didn't have time for a while, so please don't be surprised by Wizard He."

The two sides were polite to each other, Fang Tingting welcomed Wizard He to the deputy seat of the presiding stage and sat down, and before she could ask the reason for Wizard He's visit, she heard another burst of laughter at the door of the arena.

"What about our Elder Hakqing of the Smoke Cloud Sect? I left for seven or eight days, and I didn't go back to Yanyun Pavilion to have a look, and I asked my old man to invite ......."

Gong Jieqi didn't wait for the doorkeeper to report, laughed and walked into the arena, and then just like entering his own home, he didn't need to be greeted by others, and sat straight to the deputy seat of the host platform.

Wang Hailong and Qiu Qiuqiu both realized at this time that the next major thing that happened must be related to Jiuli.

Without waiting for Wang Hailong and Qiuqiu to speak to Gong Jieqi, Wizard He frowned and asked, "Our Black Witch Sect and Jiuli are allies, so we have to wade into this troubled water, why do you Yanyun Pavilion?" ”

Gong Jieqi didn't raise his head, picked up the gourd placed on the presiding platform, opened the lid and put it on his nose and smelled it, his eyes flashed, and then pretended to cover the gourd lid as if nothing happened, and put the gourd back in its place, and then answered Wizard He's question: "Our Elder Keqing is here, I'm afraid that someone will be unfavorable to our Elders of Yanyun Pavilion, so I have to come." ”

After speaking, Gong Jieqi glared at Wang Hailong and Qiu Qiuqiu, and said with hatred: "Why are you still stunned?" Go and unseal the shield you made, and you might be able to use it later. ”

Fang Tingting and Wang Hailong Qiu Qiuqiu were suddenly shocked in their hearts, and at this time they finally realized that the protective shield and Bigu Dan they had made were in trouble.

The Eight Gate Array was originally a death formation, and after sealing six gates, it couldn't be unlocked at all. Unless all the sixty-four gates are laid out to form a living array that arbitrarily changes the gates of life and death, or simply rearrange the formation.

But this is not something that can be done in a while, and the level of Wang Hailong and Qiuqiu's array is originally half a bottle of dissatisfaction, I want to put out a live array, give them time to slowly deduce and calculate, with basic theoretical knowledge as a basis, like solving mathematical equations, slowly calculate, it is not impossible to put out a live array of eight gates, but it is too late at all.

Of course, this will not be told to Gong Jieqi, Wang Hailong and Qiu Qiuqiu looked at each other, their eyes secretly exchanged, and they quickly calculated how to deal with the upcoming crisis in their hearts.

Although I don't know where the crisis came from and what it is, it may make Gong Jieqi and Wizard He throw away the primary election and come to the Jiuli Arena in person, and the crisis will not be small.

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