Thinking of Xinyue, Leng Ye raised his eyes and didn't see the three of them, but Leng Ye, who originally wanted to go to them, stopped his figure, because he had killed the old monk Huineng of the Buddha Sect before, and he didn't know if he had understood this matter. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now that the registration time has passed, the cold night has passed away to participate in the competition, and now there is still an entanglement with the Buddha Sect, so I mixed in the crowd and watched the changes!

At this moment, the crowd suddenly became agitated, and the crowd that had been talking to each other finally looked in the direction of the rostrum, and then people began to talk.

"Look, it's the Heavenly Saint Sect's Heavenly Saint True Person!"

"Hey, the shelf is really big, the game is about to start, and it just came out."

"Yo yo, if you have the ability, you are like others, if you don't have that ability, don't be blind there." "You...... Hmph, I'm too lazy for you to care! ”

Hearing the discussion of the surrounding crowd, Leng Ye immediately looked at the first seat of the rostrum, and saw that it was an old man in a white robe, with white beard and hair, and his old face looked extremely harmonious and kind!

There was another person who came with the old man, and sitting beside him at this time was an old man in a black robe, who must be one of the Xuansheng True Saints of the Heavenly Xuan Twin Saints.

Seeing that the crowd below was looking towards him, the Heavenly Sage Zhenren raised his hand and pressed it, and then the originally noisy crowd suddenly became silent, and the Heavenly Sage Zhenren spoke

"The sect master of the Old Man Heavenly Saint Sect, born a real person, here welcomes all Daoists to come and watch the grand event of the cultivation realm once every two hundred years, if you are redundant, the old man will not say much, the rules remain the same, now please start the lottery for the contestants, and the contestants who call their names can directly enter the competition venue."

That day, the words of the saint Zhenren were full of heroism, and they did not drag the mud and water at all, so that Leng Ye couldn't help but secretly admire, worthy of being the master of a sect.

As the voice of the natural real person fell, an old man who was then presiding over this grand event of the cultivation realm stepped out slowly, and there was a little Taoist boy beside him.

At the suggestion of the old man, I saw a little Taoist boy holding a huge box in his arms, walking towards the place of the crowd of participants, without thinking, everyone also guessed that the box was just the number plate of the participants who were born before.

After all, it was the first time to see such a scene, and Leng Ye was also very curious in his heart, so he wanted to use his telekinesis to probe the box, but he didn't expect that the box could directly isolate the detection of telekinesis. Presumably to prevent someone from cheating, Leng Ye thought to himself.

As everyone drew the number plate one by one, and then the competition began one after another, all the young monks who dared to come to participate in the grand event of the cultivation realm were all talented people, at least they had the cultivation strength of the distraction period!

At the beginning of the game, the contestants were quite intense, such an eye-catching game, the crowd shouted and cheered, and suddenly the competition hall was very lively.

While watching the game, Leng Ye was also looking for the figure of the three Xinyue, but it was still in vain. At this moment, Leng Ye remembered that the Yinlu Pavilion was also one of the ten major sects, and there must be a place for them on the rostrum, so he swept his gaze to the rostrum again.

"Yue'er ......"

Leng Ye suddenly called softly.

It turned out that when Leng Ye looked at the rostrum again, he finally saw the place where the Yinlu Sect was, and it was Yang Lihua who was sitting in front, and Xinyue and the three of them were standing behind Yang Lihua at this time, Xinyue's face was pale at this time, and his spirit was not good, obviously he had not rested well during this time, which made Leng Ye feel heartache!

Before the grand meeting of the Xiuzhen Realm began, the heads of the various sects gathered together to discuss the death of the old monk Huineng.

However, due to the absence of the cold night, the identities of the three Xinyue are extraordinary, and in the end, they can only put it down for the time being, and wait for the cold night to appear, and then make plans. Therefore, I didn't see the three of Xinyue in the cold night before.

For all the major sects to wait for the appearance of the cold night before making plans, Yang Lihua and they understood in their hearts that it was obvious that the old guys of the various major sects were curious about the cold night's life experience, after all, the earth-shattering momentum when the cold night used heaven and earth as a furnace and recast the Firmament Sword shocked the entire cultivation world! And then he actually used his own cultivation that was not in the period of integration to fight the old monk Huoneng alone, and even killed him directly on the spot, and finally disappeared without a trace!

At this time, Leng Ye didn't know that he had been targeted by various sects, but even if he knew, Leng Ye would not be afraid.

But at this time, Leng Ye's heart was thinking about something else, because the moment he saw Xinyue, he had no intention of watching the game, he just wanted to fly to Yiren's side immediately, comfort her, and tell her that he was fine!

"Demon God Temple Ao Yun, Hundred Schools Alliance Li Yunxiao!"

Hearing the name of the Demon God Temple, Leng Ye instinctively looked at the place where the poisonous Jiao was, but found that the poisonous Jiao really took off and flew directly into the venue of the competition, and then a young man followed closely behind.

"Hello, under ......"

The young man who entered the middle was the monk named Li Yunxiao, and he was about to say something polite, but was directly interrupted by Ao Yun. I only heard that the poisonous Jiao Ao Yun was very arrogant

"Stop! It's just a dying person, so don't waste your time! ”

As soon as the words fell, the poisonous Jiao Ao Yun disappeared into the distance in an instant, and then appeared behind the young monk Li Yunxiao, and his right hand turned into a claw and directly grabbed his Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Li Yunxiao also bothered to wait for idle people, after all, he also had a monk in the merger period, and the moment the poisonous Jiao Ao Yun disappeared, his consciousness reacted, and he threw out a talisman directly behind him!

"Poof...... Roar ......"

I saw that the talisman turned into a fire dragon with teeth and claws in an instant, directly blocking Ao Yun's claws.

"Humph! A mere fire dragon technique, also worthy of a dragon? ”

That Ao Yun snorted coldly, did not avoid it at all, and directly passed through the fire dragon with his right hand, and then buckled it on Li Yunxiao's heavenly spirit cover.

Ao Yun's eyes flashed, and he grabbed it hard and remembered it, and suddenly blood and brains flew out!

"It's so ruthless!"

The crowd of onlookers couldn't help but exclaim, and the audience was in an uproar! At this time, the opening was only a few hours, and it was not even half of the number, and there was no time to crush the teleportation jade talisman in a hundred years!

And all the decent people on the rostrum, after seeing Ao Yun's ruthless move, their faces twitched slightly. On the other hand, the faces of the five major sects of the Demon Domain remained unchanged, as if this kind of scene was commonplace.

"Good...... Good ......"

The land of ten thousand demons, the place of the demon temple, is full of applause, and the good voices continue to fluctuate.

Compared with before, those people in the Hundred Schools Alliance were a little uncomfortable, everyone looked at the people of the Demon God Temple angrily, but they could only do so, they dared not speak out in anger, after all, the cultivation of the old dragon was there. Although the Hundred Schools Alliance is known as an alliance, it is not a gathering of small sects, but a rabble.

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