In the expectant eyes of everyone, Elder Liu Huan raised his arm and motioned for the junior disciples to present the rewards one by one.

More than a dozen handsome young men in white clothes walked up to the stage with delicate wooden boxes and stood in a row.

The eyes of everyone in the audience were all focused on the wooden box, and their faces were obviously curious and excited.

The three city lords, Qian Yuanzi, Liu Huan, Yan Tiannuo and others, although they knew that today was destined not to be peaceful, but at this time, they could not help but be driven by the atmosphere of the audience, and their hearts were encouraged.

Liu Huan smiled amiably, stroked his long beard, cleared his throat, and began to read out the rankings of each sect.

Every time he thought of a sect, the disciple who had been appointed by the sect to receive the award on behalf of the sect would fly to the stage and stand still, waiting to receive the reward later.

Generally, the disciples selected by the sect are people who have performed well in the competition, and being able to receive the award on behalf of the sect is actually equivalent to an honor given to the disciples by the sect.

With Elder Liu Huan's clear and loud voice, Jing Lanchen in white and immortal Shengxue, Mu Hanze in black and cold and handsome, azure cloud pattern Luo skirt, beautiful and elegant Yan Tannuo, indigo cheongsan chic Han Che, and goose yellow dress lively and lovely Meng Tong came to the stage one by one.

After the five of them came to the stage, they glanced at each other, and there was a faint smile in their eyes, secretly thinking that they were all acquaintances!

As Liu Huan continued to read the rankings of the last five sects, Yan Tiannuo quietly glanced at Jing Lanchen, they hadn't met since he left that day.

However, after all, Jing Lanchen did her a great favor, Yan Tiannuo still remembered his physical condition in her heart, and now that she had the opportunity to meet, she naturally had to care about one or two.

Yan Tiannuo held his breath and condensed, and said to Jing Lanchen's divine sense: "Young Master Jing, has your body recovered, why do I see that your face is still a little pale?"

Jing Lanchen's familiar and beautiful voice sounded in his mind, and he couldn't help but pause slightly, and then looked at the source of the sound and found that the person was looking ahead, as if nothing had happened.

He suddenly realized the current scene, and quickly pretended to be casual and faintly withdrew his gaze.

It's just that a dark color flashed in his eyes, and after hesitating for a moment, the same divine sense voice replied, "Recovered some." ”

In fact, he wanted to say that it was okay, but for some reason, he didn't want to lie to her.

His expression was indifferent, but his thoughts gradually became a little messy, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he realized that he might want to see the look of concern for him from her eyes and from her face.

Hearing Jing Lanchen's answer, Yan Tiannuo's eyes flashed slightly, and some self-blame surged in his heart.

At that time, she thought that breaking the ban was at most consuming some spiritual power, but she didn't expect that more than a week had passed, and he still hadn't fully recovered, so you can imagine the impact of that incident on his body.

Just as she was about to continue asking, Elder Liu Huan had already opened the first treasure chest and was about to deliver the reward to Jing Lanchen.

Therefore, Yan Tiannuo could only give up for the time being and concentrate on the award ceremony.

These rewards are varied, all of them are high-end good things, which really opened Yan Tiannuo's eyes.

However, what she liked the most was the golden silk soft armor awarded to the Qingmiao faction.

This treasure has been famous for a long time, and it is said to be the legacy of a refining power that had attained nirvana five thousand years ago.

The material is taken from the golden silk spit out by the holy beast golden silkworm, which is naturally not afraid of water and fire, and can be as soft as clothes and as hard as iron.

Therefore, gold silk is an excellent refining material sought after by refiners, and the utensils made from them naturally have the properties of gold silk itself.

And this golden silk soft armor is a high-level protective gear made of golden silk, as long as you wear it, it is equivalent to having the ability to protect against distraction attacks.

Yan Tiannuo couldn't put it down, touched the glittering golden silk soft armor in the wooden box, and a touch of ridicule crossed his eyes, secretly wondering which sect contributed to such treasures, they must have been very painful at the beginning.

After touching it twice like a treasure again, Yan Tiannuo carefully put it into the storage space temporarily, this treasure now belongs to the sect, and she will have to return it to Elder Fang later.

Soon, after the rewards were distributed, everyone looked at the ten people on the stage enviously, and at the same time burst into warm applause for them, celebrating this grand event.

While the audience was cheering enthusiastically, in the ranks of the various sects in the center of the square, and in the ranks of the three city lords and the guards and their families, a large number of monks suddenly rolled their eyes and fell to the ground.

The audience in the outfield was stunned by this scene, and they stopped their voices and looked at the square in confusion.

At this time, I don't know who shouted, "What's wrong with them? Are they dead?"

Suddenly, the audience was in an uproar, looking at the stage in astonishment, expecting the principals to explain.

The three major city lords, Qian Yuanzi, Liu Huan, and the elders of the ten major sects also found out that something was wrong, and immediately got up and commanded the disciples who were still active to come forward to check on those disciples who fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

When a young monk saw his friend who was still talking and laughing with him one second, and the next second he suddenly lay on the ground without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and immediately panicked and hurried to touch his snort.

His fingertips didn't feel any breath, he was shocked, frightened, and tried to test his friend's pulse, still not feeling the familiar beat.

His eyes widened, he looked incredulous, and his voice was hoarse, "Impossible, impossible, how could he die!"

Although his voice was not high, this sound was like a grain of water dripping in the seawater, and immediately rippled and reached everyone's ears.

Immediately, one after another, the reports were heard, and they all said: "Tell the elders, they have no breath!"

"What, how could it be!" The elders of the ten major sects were furious.

"Check, check it for me quickly! You can't let go of any clues!" Mu Deyang spoke sharply and gave the order viciously.

Suffering from this change, the ten people who received the award on the stage have quickly returned to their respective sects.

Yan Tiannuo, Xiao Moxuan, and Jun Xianya stood together, looking around vigilantly.

The disciples of the various sects who are still alive are all pale and grief-stricken.

The onlookers, the monks who came from all over the world, still couldn't accept this change, how could they still cheer and celebrate one second, and the next moment it became this scene.

However, no matter how sluggish they were, they now realized a strange smell of conspiracy.

Just when everyone was panicking, suddenly a nice magnetic voice sounded in the field, "Do you still like this gift?"