There are 60,000 or 70,000 disciples of the outer sect of the Qianyang Sect, and hundreds of thousands of miscellaneous servants, and the scale of the biennial ratio is very large and takes a long time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The rules of each big competition are: first by the miscellaneous servants to challenge the outer disciples, the miscellaneous servants win the promotion to the outer disciples, each outer disciple has to face the challenge of eight miscellaneous soldiers, defeat the eight people to keep the position of the outer disciples, and the situation of the battle is decided by lottery, all the Qianyang Sect miscellaneous soldiers, the outer disciples participate in the lottery, if any of the people who are drawn abstain, then the other side will automatically win, and finally determine the final number of outer disciples.

Next, the ordinary outer disciples began to challenge the three thousand outer sect elite disciples, and each elite disciple had to face the challenge of fifteen outer sect ordinary disciples, and all of them must win to keep the position of the elite disciples, everyone participated in the lottery, if someone gave up, the other side would automatically win, and finally the final number of outer sect elite disciples was decided.

In the end, the three thousand elite disciples of the outer door fought against each other, and the top three hundred were qualified to challenge the inner disciples, and the most exciting thing for everyone this time was that the top five people directly obtained the position of the elite disciples of the inner gate, and they could also get the opportunity of Yang Xuanzi to pass on the gong himself, which is what made all the people of the Qianyang Sect crazy in this outer door competition.

The location of the big competition is carried out on the nine sword fighting platforms in the nine repair cities, each thousand-zhang size sword fighting platform is divided into a number of small fields, there are formations separated from the outside world, there is still a day away from the big competition, countless inner disciples, the elders of the foundation have gone to the sword fighting platform in the various repair cities, for a time the foundation building platform is magnificent, a strong breath rushes straight to the nine skies, a ban on the formation is formed, and the Qianyang Sect Protector Sect Array is also opened, the entire Qianyang Sect for a time The formation is connected with heaven and earth, and the roaring sound is great, Causing all the disciples of the Qianyang Sect to rise in their hearts, everyone's eyes were all blood-red, and one after another flying rainbows rose to the sky, and the entire Qianyang Sect was boiling.

"The scene is so big, hundreds of thousands of people together, it must be very lively."

Wang Xiaomo held a paper crane in his hand, his face showed excitement, he immediately got up, looked at the barren surroundings, and couldn't help coughing.

"Big cat! Come out! Where are you? ”

When the sound spread far away, behind a half-cut tree, a frightened cat face was revealed.

Who knows, he was discovered by Wang Xiaomo just after he showed up, and his figure came to the big cat in an instant, and grabbed the big cat in his hand.

"Meow!"

The big cat can't speak human words anymore, and with a poignant cat call, he remembered the tragic experience of more than three months, the beautiful cat's eyes were full of moisture, Wang Xiaomo ignored him, grabbed it and flew out directly, and when he reached the edge of the dense forest, an invisible force suddenly bounced Wang Xiaomo back.

"Let me out!"

"Let me out!"

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Wang Xiaomo raised his neck and roared for a long time, but there was no response, looking at the emptiness around him, Wang Xiaomo's face began to look ugly.

"I am an elite disciple of the outer sect of the Qianyang Sect, the first in the entry competition, I am Tianjiao in the world, and I am the pride of the sect, you can't trap me here!"

"Someone! Help me! I'm going to compete! ”

Just as Wang Xiaomo was screaming with all his might, a faint voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth:

"Since you admit that you are a disciple of my Qianyang Sect, then don't run away in the future!"

The sound was not loud, but a majesty like heaven and earth suddenly descended.

Wang Xiaomo's eyes shrank suddenly, he could feel that this voice was the first time he had heard it, and the coercion in this voice was absolutely incomparable to anyone he had encountered before, and his eyes suddenly wandered.

"Who is this guy, he seems to be very powerful."

"Big cat, what kind of cultivation is this guy?"

"Late Yuan Infant Monk."

"What?"

Wang Xiaomo lost his mind for a while, although he didn't know what kind of terrifying existence he was in the late Yuan Infant period, but he could feel that the pressure on him from the other party was many times higher than that stunning girl, and he didn't know how to answer.

And when the other party saw that Wang Xiaomo didn't speak, it was as if he had disappeared, and there was no sound.

"Big cat, what are the odds if you compare to this guy now?"

"If you don't use extraordinary force, you can open it in five or five."

The big cat's eyes were still scattered, and he replied absentmindedly.

Wang Xiaomo was a little speechless, he had now lost trust in the big cat's former words, and looked at the world outside, Wang Xiaomo's face showed a well-behaved look that he had not seen for a long time.

"The disciple is a member of the Qianyang Sect in life, and the ghost of the Qianyang Sect is dead, as long as the sect does not live up to me, I will not live up to the sect."

Hearing Wang Xiaomo say this with such righteousness and awe, the other party seemed to be very satisfied.

"Very good, remember what you said, you can rest assured, with me, no one in the sect will secretly attack you."

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding heaven and earth blurred for a while, and the forbidden formation here suddenly disappeared.

"Who are you?"

Wang Xiaomo heard that the other party actually said that if he was in the sect, no one would secretly attack him, his heart couldn't help but move, and he asked, but the other party didn't have any words anymore, as if he didn't appear at all.

After waiting for a long time, seeing that the other party was no longer talking, Wang Xiaomo smiled helplessly, stepped out of the dense forest and came outside, and glanced at the first peak not far away.

Yang Xuanzi was standing behind him at this time, and all of these five were Yang Xuanzi's personal disciples, and all of them had their eyes on Wang Xiaomo, who was flying towards the Ninth Cultivation City, and their eyes were different.

"This time, you should all go down, and you must ensure the absolute fairness of this competition."

"Zheng Lin, you go to the Ninth Cultivation City."

"The disciple obeys."

A handsome young man took a step forward and bowed to salute, it was Zheng Lin who was injured in the hands of Old Man Ouyang a few days ago, and his injuries had healed at this time.

"Go your separate ways!"

"Disciple obeys!"

Looking at the five Changhong in the distance, a smile appeared on the corner of Yang Xuanzi's mouth, and he once again locked his eyes on the figure of Wang Xiaomo who flew towards the Ninth Cultivation City.

"Little guy, I hope you are really the Qilin of the Qianyang Sect, don't let me down!"

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The first peak is the farthest away from the ninth repair city, with the flying magic weapon under Wang Xiaomo's feet, it took nearly a day to fly to the ninth repair city, when Wang Xiaomo landed in the ninth repair city, it suddenly set off a storm in the ninth repair city, and the eyes of the people who saw Wang Xiaomo showed shock, and the news of Wang Xiaomo's appearance instantly spread throughout the entire Qianyang Sect.

This made many of the elite disciples in the outer sect change color, and they all felt an indescribable pressure in their hearts, this pressure was still huge in the ninth cultivation city, and it was huge that all the outer disciples who participated in this big competition felt a sense of despair spreading in their hearts.

But Wang Xiaomo didn't care about what these people thought of him, and in the midst of everyone's discussions, he headed towards Dongcheng, he wanted to make final preparations in the cultivation place of Zhang Hanya and others.

When Wang Xiaomo appeared in front of Zhang Hanya and others, Zhang Hanya and the other seven people immediately cheered, in the eyes of several of them, Wang Xiaomo's safety is the biggest prerequisite for the stability of these people's foundation, maybe even a few of them didn't realize that Wang Xiaomo at this time had gradually become their center.

This night, the eight mortal cultivators who came to the Sin Domain gathered in Zhang Hanya's courtyard, Jin Caifeng personally cooked a table of delicious dishes, and several people sat together, singing about wine, drinking happily until the bright moon hung high, and still refused to disperse.

"Senior brother and sister Zhao, if you don't stop here today, the big competition will start tomorrow, you need to make some preparations."

Wang Xiaomo suddenly said to the few people who were sobering up, he was really a little worried, after all, these people were ordinary outer disciples, and they would inevitably face challenges from those miscellaneous servants tomorrow.

Although Wang Xiaomo has seen that Zhang Hanya and others have all made breakthroughs in their cultivation, after all, there are many miscellaneous servants in the Qianyang Sect, and the number of the children of the ten major families is even more amazing, with their mortal cultivation, they will definitely become the target of the public tomorrow, if they do not prepare carefully, maybe they will suffer a big loss, after all, Dabi does not limit life and death, this is what Wang Xiaomo is most worried about at the moment.

Zhang Hanya and the other seven people looked at Wang Xiaomo, who was a little worried on his face, and their hearts couldn't help but feel warm, and a sense of dependence immediately overwhelmed the eight people.

"Senior Sister Jin, your cultivation is the lowest here, and this shield is for you."

"Senior brother, this flying sword is for you!"

"Brother Zhao, this talisman is for you!"

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Wang Xiaomo kept taking out all kinds of magic weapons from the storage bag and handed them to everyone in front of him, he didn't feel distressed, he only hoped that the seven people in front of him would be safe and sound in Dabi tomorrow, because they were Wang Xiaomo's only relatives at this time.

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