It is less than ten days away from the Demon Domain Trial, and today is the day when the Yunjian Sect selects the trial disciples.

An Xiaoyu walked out of his residence, stepped on somersault clouds, and came to Qi Tianmeng's station.

"Alliance leader. ”

"Brother. ”

"Xiao Yu. ”

"Young Master. ”

Zhu Gangwei, Gao Cuihua, Bao Dating, An Qiang, An Sheng, An Ping, Yue Yang, Lu Siyang, Chu Juanjuan, Qiu Feng and others greeted him together.

"Hahaha, hello everyone, your cultivation has improved, not bad, not bad. An Xiaoyu and Zhu Gangwei hugged one by one.

When he arrived in front of Yue Yang, he got a roll of his eyes, An Xiaoyu scratched his head in embarrassment, making everyone laugh.

After nearly three months of desperate cultivation and fighting, Zhu Gangwei's cultivation has improved rapidly, the highest cultivation has reached the peak of the martial god realm, and the worst has also entered the martial realm.

And everyone seemed to rush out of the sea of blood and corpses, and the murderous aura all over their bodies condensed into substance.

The cultivation of the other members of the Qi Tian Alliance has also improved greatly, and they are all gearing up, eager to try, and howling to go to the competition ground of the Yunjian Sect.

An Xiaoyu led more than 2,000 members of the Qi Tianmeng to march towards the martial arts arena.

Entering the realm of the Martial God, the cultivator has been able to fly in the air, or control the elemental weapon.

In order to keep their vitality full, everyone chooses flying magic weapons, some step on giant flying swords, some straddle on large gourds, some step on tortoise shells, and some even ride big brooms.

The merit value of the ordinary disciples of the Yunjian Sect is very small, and they usually cultivate tightly, how can there be so many to buy flying magic weapons, at this time, seeing a large number of disciples flying in the sky, they immediately provoked a burst of exclamations.

"Who are those disciples? They all have flying magic weapons, it's really windy!"

"You're really lonely, don't you see that they all wear uniform gang badges? That's Qi Tianmeng, the number one gang in our Yunjian Sect. ”

"The disciples of the Monkey Alliance are so spirited, I also want to join. ”

"Don't daydream, look at the disciples of Qi Tianmeng, the weakest ones are all in the realm of the Martial King, you martial arts rookie, don't even lift shoes to others. ”

"I heard that Qi Tianmeng has risen in the Yunjian Sect for less than two years, and at the beginning it was the highest talented martial artist, and now many of them are martial gods. ”

"Qi Tianmeng can have today, the biggest credit has to be attributed to the alliance leader An Xiaoyu, who has earned a lot of merit value for everyone. ”

"Senior brother, which one is An Xiaoyu?"

"Hey, the boy who stepped on the white clouds at the head is. ”

"He looks very delicate, but I didn't expect him to be a ruthless person, I admire him so much. ”

An Xiaoyu's leaders behaved very calmly, but the other members were different, and a sense of pride arose, and they couldn't help but straighten their chests again and put on a more chic posture.

Especially in the autumn wind, stepping on a blood-red knife several feet long, it is particularly windy.

The martial arts arena is a round platform with a radius of 100 miles, and a hundred small rings are temporarily set up on it.

The arena is surrounded by tall stands, the seats on the rostrum are empty, and the stands on the other three sides have been seated for seven

Eighty percent of the disciples.

The disciples of Qi Tianmeng came to the seats near the rostrum and sat down, the field of vision here is very wide, and they have already been arranged by the disciples of the sect to Qi Tianmeng, which is also the treatment of the largest gang in the sect, and the other disciples have nothing to say, who let themselves not have thick arms.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the seats in the entire stand had been filled by the disciples of the Yunjian Sect, more than 100,000 people.

An Canghai led a group of elders to the rostrum.

"Special Envoy of the King of the Great Japanese Gen Country. ”

"The king's envoy arrived. ”

"The envoy of the king of the Bohai Kingdom has arrived. ”

"The envoy of the king of South Vietnam has arrived. ”

"The envoy of the king of Yelang has arrived. ”

Elder Zhibin of the Yunjian Sect kept shouting.

Zi Sanshiro, Li Goupi, Bai Jinlong, the princess of Nanyue, the king of Yelang, Yelang, one by one, envoys continued to enter the rostrum, and An Canghai led a group of elders to hurriedly welcome.

"His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Empire has arrived. ”

Li Jimin, the emperor of the Tang Empire, followed by the princess, followed by Cheng Dawei, Wei Chide and other high-ranking officials of the empire.

The salute is over.

An Canghai said: "Hahaha, how can Your Majesty have time to come to my poor mountain today?"

Li Jimin said with a smile: "Sect Master An, I'm here to see Brother Xiaoyu. ”

An Canghai beckoned to An Xiaoyu and said, "Xiaoyu, come here." ”

An Xiaoyu hurriedly came to the front of the rostrum and saluted Li Jimin again, but was stopped by Li Jimin with a smile.

"Xiaoyu, today we don't care about the courtesy of the monarch and the minister, but only about brotherhood. ”

The atmosphere was very harmonious, Li Jimin even took An Xiaoyu's hand and sat next to An Canghai in the center of the rostrum.

The princess of the Tang Empire is An Qiang's wife, and the princess of Nanyue is the wife of Bai Jinlong, and the two daughters naturally sit down next to their respective husbands.

Martial cultivators don't pay attention to red tape, the great elder of the Yunjian Sect asked An Canghai, so he flew to the sky above the martial arts arena, the voice was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears with Yuan Li: "The disciples of the Yunjian Sect will participate in the Demon Domain Trial Trial Tournament now, and now I will announce the rules of the competition, 20,000 disciples will sign up for the competition, divided into 100 groups, 100 people will fight at the same time, and they will be eliminated one-on-one, and finally there will be 2,000 disciples left to participate in the Demon Domain Trial." ”

As soon as the Great Elder's words fell, a disciple below muttered quietly.

"Oops, one-to-ten elimination, the competition is too fierce. ”

"It's good that you're eliminated, so you don't have to die in the Demon Domain. ”

"Cut, you were eliminated, you died in the Demon Domain. ”

"Silence. ”

The Great Elder shouted, and the audience fell silent.

"Group below. ”

20,000 auras flew into the air, and 20,000 disciples each used their own means, and each of them grabbed one aura.

An Xiaoyu looked at the halo in his hand, it was the twenty-second in the third ring.

The two hundred disciples who had caught the No. 1 aura flew to their respective rings, and without saying a word, they fought.

The competition is fierce and hot, and those who can participate in the Demon Domain trial are all strong people above the realm of the Martial King, and they have rich combat experience

Injured, but not dead, after all, it is a competition for a trial place, there is no deep hatred, under the attention of these 100,000 people, under the nose of the sect master, no one is a killer, asking for trouble.

After several rounds of fighting, almost all of the disciples of the Qi Tianmeng were victorious and entered the second round.

Although the disciples of Qi Tianmeng have only been in the Yunjian Sect for a short time, under An Xiaoyu's cultivation at any cost, they have grown very fast.

Soon it was An Xiaoyu's turn to compete.

When An Xiaoyu stepped into the ring, there was no opponent in the ring.

"It's really unlucky, I ran into Senior Brother An in the first round. A disciple crushed the aura in his hand in frustration, and An Xiaoyu won without a fight.

Qiu Feng is already a fourth-order martial god, and the blood-colored broadsword in his hand can be more than a zhang long, and half of the overlord sword is seventy-seven eighty-eight that Qiu Feng has comprehended, setting off a wave of blood in the ring, and before he can make three moves, he will shock the opponent to the ring.

"Autumn Wind! Autumn Wind!"

"Badao! Badao!"

Many female disciples who had just started shouted feverishly, and it seemed that they had been conquered by the domineering moves of the autumn wind.

An Sheng's spear made a dragon go to sea, the strange python turned over, the gun was like a fight, the golden rooster was chaotic, and he picked off the opponent's hat in a few clicks, so he had to admit defeat with fun.

An Ping fought for a longer time, no way, the wood attribute skills are good at defending and not attacking, more than ten minutes, enclosed himself and the other party in two piles of trees and vines, the opponent desperately felled, but could not catch up with the regeneration of the trees, and finally An Ping's opponent was entangled by the vines and could not move, so he had to admit defeat in depression.

An Sheng held a sword, dressed in white and snowy, with black hair like a waterfall, and a graceful and chic figure, which caused the young female disciples to scream again and again, and hated the princess of the Tang Empire with anger and blushed her little face and knocked over the vinegar jar.

Chu Juanjuan's jade bow was like the moon, the feather arrows were like springs, and the beads were flying, and the opponent who shot was holding his head and running away, which caused the young male disciples in the stands to howl wolf, and the jealous An Xiaoyu had a dark face, and suddenly there was a burst of pain under his ribs, it turned out that Huang Yueyang and Yueyang saw An Xiaoyu change color, and the two daughters warned him together.

Lu Siyang stepped into the ring, took out more than a dozen runes, and blessed himself.

Seeing that the disciples on the opposite side and the disciples in the stands were distressed, even some sect elders shook their heads again and again, and almost stopped them: "A trial selection, there is no need to waste 7 so many runes!"

Lu Siyang's opponent was blown up by the Fireball Talisman, the Giant Wave Talisman, the Earth Talisman, and the Thunderbolt Talisman, and hurriedly shouted to admit defeat.

Gao Cuihua still looks like a little Lori, but she holds a car ** axe more than two feet long in her hand.

Seeing the opponent in the ring, Gao Cuihua's big axe came up with a force to split Huashan, and then made a move to sweep in all directions, and then used the wild dragon to swing its tail.

The opponent's weapon was knocked away by Gao Cuihua in a few clicks.

Zhu Gangwei still looks funny, with a big rice shovel in his left hand and a frying pan in his right hand, but these two weapons are both high-grade Yuan weapons of the heavenly rank, and it can be said that Zhu Gangwei is a shotgun for a cannon.

While Zhu Gangwei was fighting, the disciples below were discussing, belittling a lot and praising a lot.

"Whew!"

Zhu Gangwei's big rice shovel suddenly turned red, and a few zhang long Yuan Qi Fire Snake grew

The rice shovel flew out and turned into a flaming whip, and the pan was glittering with gold, like a giant shield.

The fire snake kept whipping, and the shield blocked left and right, and the blockade was tight.

Zhu Gangwei's opponent quickly ran out of vitality and had to raise his hand to admit defeat.

Yue Yang's face was still as cold as ice, and the long sword was as black as ink, not only was it extremely sharp, but also the sword body was magnetic, and the opponent's weapon was taken to a crooked trajectory from time to time, and it was difficult for the original martial arts to be able to perform perfectly.

As Yue Yang's moves became faster and faster, Yue Yang's breath became colder and colder, and the long sword became colder and colder, and even snowflakes began to float around Yue Yang.

Yue Yang is like an elf in the wind and snow, an ice and snow fairy, cold and unapproachable, including her person, and her martial arts.

An Xiaoyu was happy in his heart: "Senior Sister Yueyang is worthy of being the eldest sister, her cultivation has reached the middle-level Martial Emperor, she has had many adventures, and she has cultivated to the realm of the ninth-order Demon Emperor, and there is one step to be a demon saint, and Yueyang did not eat ginseng fruits, she did not have ten times the cultivation speed in the Journey to the West world, and now she is only four small realms away from herself, which can only mean one thing, Senior Sister Yueyang's cultivation talent is first-class." ”

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The Supreme Demon Saint of the Other World" with more like-minded people,