The great competition of the sect once in a decade. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIs this time different from usual?

Ling'er, you should know that after every sect competition, the top 100 disciples need to form a team to go out to practice, but this time is different from the past, the ancient battlefield is about to open.

Ancient battlefields?

Nameless brother, are you talking about... Yes, it is the ancient relics left behind by the gods, demons, demons, and the great war in ancient times.

Since the ancient period after the war, no matter which line, many, divine weapons, exercises, martial arts, spells, inheritances have been lost, the ancient ruins have no fixed time to appear, this time the vision appeared, several elders of the sect went to probe for the first time, and found that there is a strong prohibition in the ruins, only monks under the merger period are allowed to enter, and the delusions above the merger period will be wiped out by the powerful prohibition and wiped out.

And the Kirin and I have both passed the merger period, and you are just in the late stage of distraction.

The sect master and the master discussed, and the master decided to let you, Yan Ran, the war madness, the shocking sky, and the blue sky, lead the disciples who entered the top 100 to the ancient battlefield, this time is not only a test for the top 100 disciples, but also a test for you.

In the ancient battlefield, although there are countless inheritances, divine weapons, exercises, martial arts, and spells, there are countless resentful spirits and fierce spirits.

These resentful spirits and fierce spirits are all left behind after the Great War in ancient times, although their strength has been precipitated by endless years, it is less than one ten-thousandth, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, you must be more careful when you enter it.

Nameless brother, we get it!

For the ancient ruins, Qingtian knows something about the ancient legends in the third layer of the Martial Pavilion!

The description of this in ancient books has both great opportunity and great horror.

Nameless Senior Brother, has the master been out of the customs!

I was already out of the customs before March, Qingtian, are you going to visit the master?

Yes, since Tongtian Peak three years ago, after the master gave me immortal passing, I have been immersed in the martial pavilion for the past three years, and as a disciple, I have not visited the master for a day, I am really ashamed.

Shizun has never blamed you, as the so-called cultivation of immortals has no time, and one thought has been thought for thousands of years.

Senior brother, if you have this intention, it is enough.

What's more, Master Venerable has gone out to travel the world, even if you want to go now, you can't find anyone.

Everyone had a long talk, drank delicious food, and chanted poems to the moon.

On Biling Peak, the sound of the flute is not stopped, the sound of the piano is bursting, and the sword light is flying.

Time flies and flies.

Another month has passed~ Wuji Peak, a remote and independent mountain selected by Ling'er with Qingtian.

This month, Qingtian didn't cultivate, and ran every day to decorate the mountain peaks.

In January, Qingtian turned the originally deserted and dilapidated Wuji Peak into a fairyland, waterfalls, jade bridges, spirit animals, birds, courtyards, spiritual fields, flowers and plants, everything.

I don't know why, this matter spread, causing Zhao Ling'er, Ouyang Yanran, and some female disciples of the sect to invite Qingtian to help them redecorate the lower mountain peak.

There's no way that all women love beauty, and those female disciples of the sect are better to refuse.

But Zhao Ling'er and Ouyang Yanran are his senior sisters.

In the end, unable to resist the coercion and temptation of the two senior sisters, Qingtian worked as a coolie for them, working day and night, and finally completed the modification within a month.

At this time, Qingtian was lying on the top of Wuji Peak, a rock facing the sky obliquely, holding a wine jug in his hand, watching the clouds and clouds change.

I remembered the scene when I first saw Su Mei, after three years of separation, I don't know how she is now!

Now she is the Holy Son of the Joyful God Sect, and she is the Holy Maiden of the Demon Palace, which is hindered by her master.

When we meet again, should we draw our swords and face each other, or~ Hehe, Qingtian shook his head and poured a sip of wine, when did he become so sentimental, what didn't happen, why did he think so much, even if there was really such a day, the duel between the demons and the demons, he would not attack the girl.

Suddenly, I received a message from Senior Sister Ling'er, Senior Brother Qingtian, Dabi is about to start, come here!

Qingtian put away the flask and stood up, he was busy this month, he didn't pay attention to the time, and almost forgot that today was Dabi's day.

The mountain and river fan flashed in Qingtian's hand, and his figure disappeared at the top of Wuji Peak... Outside the originally vast main hall, there were seven more rings.

Qingtian came to the outside of the hall, only to see the sect master boundless and vain, faceless, dustless, and the three Supreme Elders sitting on the stone chair in front of the door of the Xiaoyao Palace.

On the left, a group of ordinary elders lined up.

There were only seven seats on the right, and six seats had been filled by several senior brothers and sisters, and Qingtian knew that the vacant seat was his own.

Boundless with the sect master, the three Supreme Elders said hello and sat down.

Qingtian's eyes scanned the audience and found a strange phenomenon, that is, almost all the disciples, whether they were from the outer gate, the inner door, or the true disciples, were staring at Qingtian, and this kind of gaze was not an ordinary gaze, but a feeling of eagerness to try and ill intentions!

Qingtian felt as if something was wrong, as if something was going to happen.

Senior Brother War Maniac, you say: Why are these disciples staring at me?

Senior Brother Qingtian, don't you know?

What do I know?

In every big competition, each Son has to accept the challenge, and as long as someone can surpass the Son in a great realm above the Son, he can take his place.

Brother War Maniac, you mean, persimmons are going to pick up soft pinch, they think I'm weak, so they came to me!

Cough, cough, what, Senior Brother Qingtian, I forgot to tell you last time, Master Venerable had already issued an order before he went out, as long as someone can defeat you in the case of three great realms higher than you, he can take your place as the Holy Son.

When Qingtian heard this, he almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood.

This is the rhythm of putting yourself to death!

Nameless senior brother, the master also thinks too highly of me, that's right, I am a genius, and I can skip the level to challenge, but who can enter the Freedom God Sect is not a genius, more or less can leapfrog and fight, the difference is just the size of the realm.

If you fight at the same level, Qingtian is not afraid of anyone, but it is really difficult to defeat the opponent across the three realms.

Just imagine, if you challenge the combined monk in the three major realms of the Yuan Infant Stage, if this combined monk can also leapfrog the challenge, the gap between them is not only the three realms!

Qingtian shook his head helplessly, this time it seemed that he was going to fight hard.

Big Bi starts!

Invite all the Holy Sons to the ring, and an elder walked under the statue of the patriarch, and his voice resounded in the sky.