"3105. ”

"What about you?"

Su Ling replied.

looked at a few senior brothers.

The first level.

It's all about the game character fighting back automatically.

So the ranking is high.

"I'm 62,199. ”

"I'm 48,191. ”

"I'm 39,989. ”

“......”

A few senior brothers said their rankings.

The highest ranking.

That is, 18,222, just entered the 20,000 number.

This achievement.

Not so good indeed.

One can imagine how terrifying the genius powerhouses in the Kunlun realm are.

This is still under the protection of Su Ling, if it is not for Su Ling's protection, they will definitely give away points.

"Let's take one step at a time. ”

Su Ling said.

There was no need for him to comfort his brothers.

In this world where the strong are respected, comfort is useless.

"It seems. ”

"There is no hope for us. ”

Long Ming smiled bitterly.

They are clear.

Without Su Ling, if you come in, you will be sent to death.

The first level.

It's over.

But what next?

"There is no need to be discouraged. ”

"The main thing is that the outer bottom is too thin. ”

Su Ling said.

Truly.

Coming from the earth, if you want to compete with the Tianjiao powerhouses in the martial arts world, you are obviously beyond your strength.

Arguably.

The warriors of the earth are half-and amateurs.

The martial artists of the Kunlun realm are professional.

"The first level, the end. ”

Sky.

A loud voice was heard.

Announcing the end of the first level.

The voice fell.

Su Ling and the others were sucked by the magical power and flew towards the sky one by one.

Through a curtain of lights.

Reappears.

has fallen on the square.

"Congratulations on passing the first level. ”

"The second level is about to begin. ”

"In the second level, it is possible to directly become a disciple of the Ethereal Sect, or even a true disciple, the second and third levels are very important, because they will be concerned by the elders of the Ethereal Palace. ”

"Among the 1,000 disciples enrolled this year. ”

"There will be 100 inner disciples. ”

"10 True Disciples. ”

"Two sons or daughters. ”

Majestic voice.

The ringing continued over the square.

The voice is heard.

Countless genius powerhouses who have passed the first level are boiling in their hearts.

The true disciple is the top genius of the Ethereal Palace, and he can be vigorously cultivated by the sect, and the resources are inexhaustible.

As for the Son and the Daughter.

Transcendental status.

Because.

They will be the future successors of the sect.

A symbol of the strength of a sect.

Possess the appeal and power of terror.

There are also some perks.

Not even the elders can compare.

"The little ones who hide their cultivation strength. ”

"It's time to show your true strength. ”

"Now, the ascent begins. ”

Majestic voice.

Showing a hint of kindness.

Followed by.

Above the square, a magical palace appeared.

Palace.

Suspended in the air.

Ground.

A staircase links to the palace.

Ladder.

Ninety-nine steps.

The whole ladder is radiant.

Endless coercion looms.

"Whoosh~"

"Whoosh~"

Suddenly.

The genius powerhouse who passed the first level ran towards the ladder.

This moment.

No one hides strength anymore.

Because.

This is the time when it really needs to be performed.

Maybe it will be recognized by the elders.

Become a closed disciple of the Elder of the Ethereal Sect.

"You guys, fight for it. ”

"If it fails. ”

"And me. ”

Su Ling saw the eyes of the senior brothers and sisters, and spoke.

This time.

For the sake of brothers and sisters.

It's time to show what you're capable of.

The Son of God.

It has to be Su Ling.

"Little junior brother. ”

"You want to compete for the throne of the Holy Son of the Ethereal Palace!"

A few brothers and sisters.

looked at Su Ling.

There was excitement on his face.

If the junior brother is willing.

This Son belongs to him.