Chapter 321: Dabi Begins

This Jiao Zhe, with a body of cultivation, has reached the half-step martial arts realm, and his own martial soul is even more of a Xuan-level seventh-grade.

If you don't care about cultivation, just talk about the martial soul level, among these hundreds of heavenly pride, except for Jiang Bilan and Sima Kong, who Qin Nan can't see through, this martial soul level is already very powerful.

"Brother!"

Jiao Shisan's face changed slightly, like a mouse meeting a cat, and his murderous aura was quickly stopped, not daring to move.

"I'll clean you up later!"

Jiao Zhe glared at him, then looked at the fat man and Qin Nan, his expression was serious, his tone was sincere, and he arched his hand and said: "Two Taoist friends, my younger brother, are impulsive by nature, don't blame me." If there is anything offended, I will apologize for him, and I hope the two Taoist friends can understand!"

Sima Kong's face softened, he snorted coldly, and said no more.

Qin Nan nodded expressionlessly.

Although he didn't have any good feelings for this Jiao Thirteen, and he didn't mind teaching him a lesson, Jiao Zhe's apology was very sincere, and he wouldn't pursue it again.

A storm subsided like this.

At this moment, in this martial arts arena, there are already geniuses appointed by the four peak masters, Jiang Bilan, Jiao Shisan, Sima Kong, and Jiao Zhe, especially Jiao Zhe, which made the hundreds of Tianjiao who came from Jiang Huangcheng feel the pressure doubled, and their expressions were serious, as if they were facing a great enemy.

At this time, from that distance, some monks flew in one after another, but these were all powerhouses of the Martial Sect Realm, and they also came to participate in the selection of disciples in the Holy Land.

There are now more than 600 disciples who participated in the assessment, and the momentum is huge.

Fang Jian saw that the time was almost there, and his body rose into the air at the moment, glanced around, and shouted: "This competition is divided into two levels. The first level is a battle competition, everyone fights once, although the loser is not eliminated, but only the winner can participate in the second level of the assessment!

After saying this, Fang Jian suddenly turned around and shouted towards the towering Duanmu Peak, "Welcome Duanmu Peak Lord!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was arrogant, and they all changed color, and they were extremely excited.

This is the Lord of Duanmu Peak!

Among the Qinglong Holy Land, the sixteen peak masters, Duanmu Peak Lord is ranked first, with an identity, status, and strength cultivation, second only to the current Qinglong Holy Land Holy Lord, in the entire lower domain, it can be called the top giant!

They didn't expect that this time, the disciple Dabi, would be able to see the legendary Duanmu Peak Lord.

Rumble!

The void above the martial arts arena suddenly collapsed and turned into pitch black, and in that darkness, a crane-haired old man walked out of it, and it was the Duanmu Peak Master.

The Duanmu Peak Lord glanced at the disciples below, and after his eyes inadvertently swept over Qin Nan, he said with a smile: "Welcome all young talents to come to my Duanmu Peak to participate in the assessment." Before the assessment, according to the rules, I will lay down the illusion, you can't see the outside, but the outside, you can see anything inside. ”

With a flick of his fingers, a flash of brilliance popped out, turning into a huge light curtain, enveloping the entire huge martial arts arena in it.

The whole audience was stunned, this is the Lord of Duanmu Peak, in a snap of his fingers, the color of the sky and the earth has changed!

"The illusion is arranged, open the first ceremony, welcome all peak masters and envoys, enter Duanmu Peak, and watch this assessment!" Duanmu Peak Lord said loudly.

Whoosh whoosh ...... Even if all the disciples in the audience were in the illusionary realm, they still felt that a powerful aura broke through the sky from afar and fell on the surroundings of the martial arts arena, no less than a hundred.

Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, as long as I thought that outside that illusion, there were six peak masters and a hundred envoys watching, and their whole body couldn't help but boil with blood.

These people are all famous giants in the lower domain!

"A thousand cannons!" Duanmu Peak shook his robe.

From this towering and huge Duanmu Peak, thousands of beams of light suddenly rushed up, exploding in the sky, turning into a flood of light, enveloping the entire Qinglong Holy Land, the scene was grand and shocking.

"Qinglong welcomes talents!" Duanmu Feng sighed in a low voice.

Rise!

At this moment, if you look down from that high altitude, these sixteen are constantly winding, like the main peak of a huge green dragon, as if they are moving in unison, and at the same time they vibrate, emitting an earth-shattering dragon roar, like an ancient dragon, reviving from it.

The countless people in the entire Qinglong Holy Land were not all shocked, and the dragon roar was so clear that it seemed to explode in their hearts.

"The etiquette is over, Dabi begins!"

With a flick of his fingers, hundreds of rays of light popped out, falling in front of each disciple, forming a cyan number, and then the Duanmu Peak Lord smiled slightly, and his body stepped into the void again, and the broken void slowly closed, as if nothing had happened.

Only the disciples in the audience were still shocked, and they had not yet come back to their senses.

A thousand cannons!

The green dragon roars!

No matter which one it is, it has had a huge impact on their hearts.

You know, this is just a disciple selection competition, just the etiquette, it's so grand!

Fang Jian looked at the shocked crowd, and couldn't help but smile slightly, thinking that when he came to participate in the disciple selection competition, he also looked like this, he waited for a while, and then shouted loudly: "Everyone, in front of you, there is a number! Next, according to the division of Martial Sect, Martial King, and Innate, we will fight separately! Now start the Martial Sect battle!"

Behind Fang Jian, at some point, thirty disciples rushed in, who were the examiners this time.

Fang Jian grabbed the void in his left hand, grabbed a leather scroll, and then read aloud: "No. 1 vs. No. 2, No. 3 vs. No. 9, No. 4 vs. No. 18......"

"Hehe, it's my turn, Benzong is also going!"

The Dragon and Tiger Demon Sect smiled, jumped in shape, and landed on the competition platform, standing with his hands in his hands, his momentum was like a rainbow, and his face was full of arrogance.

"It's been a long time since I've had a good fight!"

Princess Miaomiao is the seventy-nineth, after being read the name, the corners of her mouth hooked a smile, those big watery eyes, eager to try, faintly there is a kind of fire, like stars, unusually shining.

When Qin Nan saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and he didn't know who would be so unlucky to meet Princess Miaomiao.

Looking at her posture, she must want to move her muscles and bones.

"I didn't expect her to be quite violent...... Qin Nan said secretly, then shook his head and sat cross-legged.

In this battle, he didn't have any interest, Princess Miaomiao and the Dragon and Tiger Demon Sect would definitely abuse their opponents, so it was better to take advantage of this time to take a good look at his Neidan.

"Huh?"

When Qin Nan saw his inner dan, he couldn't help frowning.

I saw that the dead and silent Neidan suddenly buzzed and trembled, as if something was about to break out of the shell.

"Is this ......?"