It was Wang Xiaomo who spoke, his eyes were red at the moment, the scene in the square just now had completely shocked his young heart, the golden rain sprinkled by the white-robed young man had become the whole of his world, he was completely sure that there must be a greater treasure in this Qianyang Sect, otherwise how could he easily take out so much gold, if he wanted to get the treasure, then only by becoming a disciple of the Qianyang Sect could he have a chance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, in the face of the earth-shattering river in front of him, Wang Xiaomo couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved, he had lived in the mountains since he was a child, and he couldn't swim at all, but just now according to what the girl in yellow said, he would definitely not be able to become a disciple of the Qianyang Sect.

Everyone looked at Wang Xiaomo, and Bai Song in the crowd couldn't help but twitch his face, and the children of the clan laughed even more, looking at Wang Xiaomo with mockery.

These descendants of the clan came from the famous Xiuzhen families in various places on the Xuanming Continent, and they were all the leaders of the younger generation of these Xiuzhen families, their power was huge, and the relationship was even more intertwined, and in their eyes, these mortal cultivators in the lower realm were basically no different from ants.

However, these ants in their eyes, every sixty years, a large number of mortal cultivators will fly from the lower realm to the Xuanming Continent, competing with their various families for the already scarce quota of the major sects, which makes these Xiuzhen families have long held grudges against mortal cultivators, although in the previous competitions for the seats of the sect, they have an absolute advantage, but that is because the cultivation resources of the Xuanming Continent itself are far more abundant than those of the lower realm, which is the result.

However, the quantile on the interface between the Xuanming Continent and the Nether Realm was caused by an earth-shattering accident that I don't know how many thousands of years ago.

Legend has it that the so-called Nether was originally a part of the Xuanming Continent, but because of the accident that year, countless cultivation resources in the Nether Realm disappeared, and countless Xiuzhen sect families perished, resulting in the area where the Underworld is located Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi became extremely thin, and it was not suitable for monks to survive at all. With the age being too old, few people have known about it for a long time, and the Xuanming Continent has called the Nether Realm commonly known as the Sin Domain.

In the Xuanming Continent, only a few large sects like the Qianyang Sect had the means to set up some spirit gathering arrays in the Nether Realm, and to loot some of the few cultivation resources in the Nether Realm, as well as the few cultivators, and the current situation has gradually formed over the years.

And the gold and silver things in the mundane world, although they are rare in the sin domain, they are extremely common things in the world of Xuanming Continent, which is dominated by cultivation, of course, these are not clear to these mortal cultivators who have just soared up.

Moreover, the sin domain is classified as a forbidden area among the major sects of the Xuanming Continent, and the monks are not allowed to break through the boundary at will, even if they are able to enter the sin domain, they must open the spirit invitation array from the side of the sin domain, so that the monks of the Xuanming Continent can come in a short time, if they stay in the sin domain for a long time, it will definitely trigger the power of heaven and earth in the seal, and if you cultivate to the sky, you will also be killed in the sin domain, and all these mortal cultivators who have risen up cannot break the seal and return to the lower realm at all, which also causes the lower realm to have no way of knowing the situation on the Xuanming continent.

Of course, all of this is also a secret among a few major sects on the Xuanming Continent, which also causes the Fan Xiu in the Sin Domain to mistakenly think that flying to the Xuanming Continent is to ascend to the Immortal.

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"Shut up, Fan Xiu from just one sin domain dares to interrupt the fairy's speech, you are impatient!"

A voice came out from among the children of the clan, the person who spoke was dressed in a splendid costume, a young man about twenty years old, with ten fingers full of rings, and his body was full of various accessories.

All the mortal cultivators present were all discolored, and the highest cultivator in the mortal cultivation was only the third layer of condensation, and the person who spoke was obviously an ordinary person among the children of the world, which made many mortal cultivators immediately lose confidence in the upcoming competition.

The young man saw a lot of Fan Xiu's color change, a trace of pride appeared in his eyes, he snorted coldly in his nose, and his eyes were directly fixed on Wang Xiaomo who spoke, in his eyes, Fan Xiu was a group of ants, and he didn't have the right to speak at all, the reason why he scolded Wang Xiaomo was to be courteous in front of the girl in yellow, and on the other hand, he was a little grandstanding.

Zhang Hanya's heart trembled, he could feel that the other party's aura was very strong, and hurriedly pulled the corner of Wang Xiaomo's clothes secretly, for fear that Wang Xiaomo would say too much.

"What kind of thing are you, you dare to interrupt the master's speech, I think you are impatient."

Who knows, Wang Xiaomo ignored Zhang Hanya, and directly bumped into the past with a word, and his eyes met him without showing weakness.

The young man's face was stunned, he never expected that the Fan Xiu in front of him, who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, would dare to speak out directly, and some of the surrounding clan disciples immediately laughed, and his eyes were full of ridicule when he looked at the young man.

"You're looking for death!" Feeling the ridicule of the people around him, the young man's face turned red, his eyes flashed fiercely, and his body was about to pounce on Wang Xiaomo.

"Shut up, if anyone wants to talk more, expel them immediately!"

The gray-robed old man frowned, and with a scold, the audience immediately quieted down.

The young man snorted coldly in his nose and looked at Wang Xiaomo, with a hint of cruelty at the corner of his mouth.

Wang Xiaomo didn't care at all, the aura exuded by the young man didn't put the slightest pressure on him at all, and the backlash just now was just like the bickering before he fought with others in the village, even if he couldn't beat the other party, but in terms of momentum, Wang Xiaomo had never lost.

When he heard the old man speak, he looked up at the gray-robed old man, and immediately turned into a well-behaved appearance.

The gray-robed old man sighed in his heart, he knew very well that these children of the world clan had always had a grudge against Fan Xiu, even in the sect, the disciples of Fan Xiu and the local disciples of the Xuanming Continent were also full of contradictions, and there were often conflicts, which also gave the sect a headache, but like today, before the entry competition, there were people in Fan Xiu who dared to face those provocateurs of the children of the world clan, but there were very few over the years.

After all, due to the difference in bloodlines and cultivation resources, the local disciples of the Xuanming Continent were always much stronger in cultivation than those mortal cultivators who had soared up from the Sin Domain.

The children of the clan who came to participate in the general election of the sect were all young leaders in various families, and most of them could reach about the fourth layer of condensation, and there were also a few people with better talents who had reached the fifth or even sixth layer, so whether it was in the entry competition or in the various competitions in the sect, the local disciples of the Xuanming Continent had an absolute advantage.

However, when he noticed Wang Xiaomo, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"The three layers of condensation are perfect? I look like I'm only thirteen or fourteen years old! It's really rare in Fan Xiu! ”

Immediately, the appearance of a young man in a brocade robe appeared in his mind, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

"There won't be another demonic guy like Yun Lie, right?!"

The girl in yellow beside her saw that the gray-robed old man looked at Wang Xiaomo with a little distraction, and couldn't help but glance at Wang Xiaomo in the crowd curiously, only to see that Wang Xiaomo was also looking at her obediently, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

This smile immediately made Baihua shut up, and Qi Tianba, who was beside Wang Xiaomo, immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his eyes were as if he was stupid.

The white-robed young man saw Qi Tianba's demented appearance, and he couldn't help but have a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

"Okay, it's not too early, let's start."

The gray-robed old man settled down, said to the girl in yellow, and then closed his eyes and said nothing.

The girl in yellow nodded slightly, didn't speak, turned to face the Demon Suppression River, patted her waist with one hand, and a golden talisman immediately appeared in her hand, which was covered with bursts of spiritual pressure, and raised her hand at the Demon Suppression River in front of her, and immediately flew out, turning into a ray of light, and burned into ashes in mid-air in a blink of an eye.

And when this talisman burned out, suddenly, everyone's feet shook, and a roar sounded on the river, and in a few breaths, a shocking bridge slowly rose from the river, and immediately a sense of vicissitudes that seemed to come to ancient times rushed towards everyone.

As soon as this bridge came out, all the mortal cultivators were shocked on the spot, and most of the children of the world clan were also shocked.

With a wave of his hand, the nearly 100 disciples of the Qianyang Sect immediately dispersed and stuffed a jade slip into the hands of everyone present.

"This is the Tongxian Bridge, three hundred miles long, straight to the other side, everyone can get on this bridge, can go directly to the sect, where the cultivation is sixty miles first, the children of the world will go again, on the way can fight with each other, but do not hurt their lives, if there is a violation, immediately disqualified, if in distress halfway, crush the jade slip in the hand, you can save your life without worry."

The white-robed young man said loudly, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

When the cultivators heard this, they could actually be sixty miles ahead of the children of the world clan, and their confidence immediately returned to their bodies, after all, they were far from those of the world clan in terms of cultivation, if they set off at the same time, they would definitely be at a disadvantage, but if they were sixty miles ahead, the gap between the two sides would immediately become fair.

And none of the nearly 1,000 descendants of the clan spoke out against it, on the contrary, they all showed mockery, and their eyes looking at Fan Xiu were full of ridicule.

"Boy, you have to run quickly, don't let me catch up with you!"

The son of the rich family, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, said fiercely to Wang Xiaomo.

"I'll talk about it when we catch up."

Wang Xiaomo smiled, threw off his big sleeves, and walked towards the bridge.

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