Now, Zhai Tianwen made the general situation clear: "We just received the news from Tianheng Pavilion last night, and this incident happened suddenly, so whether it is a blessing or a curse, we can only resign ourselves to fate." ”

Hua Canghai also sighed: "I can't imagine that our Baichuan Sect has been comfortable for so long, and in the end we still have to face such a crisis." We old guys are all old, I'm afraid it's not enough to protect the safety of the sect. ”

As he spoke, Hua Canghai looked at the mountain peaks in front of him with nostalgia, as if he was recalling something.

And Lord Yang Feng clenched his fists a little unwillingly: "Even if I fight for my life, I can't see the disciples being hurt." ”

Compared to Lord Yang Feng's nervous attitude, Zhai Tianwen seemed much calmer, he stroked his beard lightly, and said at this time: "If we can win the battle between the sects, then the Baichuan sect will be able to take firm root in Tianheng Pavilion in the future, these are a good thing for us, and I don't know if Murong Boy and Wanyi's girl can turn the tide?" ”

When Qin Wanyi heard this, her face was still a little relaxed: "Don't worry, Master Zhai, as long as Senior Brother Murong and I are here, then all the difficulties can be solved." Moreover, you have already pinned your hopes on us, so you must now work hard to obtain the qualifications to go to the Tianheng Pavilion. ”

Looking at Qin Wanyi's appearance, Murong Yi said solemnly: "It's a good thing to have confidence, but what we are facing is not an ordinary master, and we have to be careful and vigilant." ”

Everyone nodded, and Yang Feng said: "Once something happens, you can run away, don't care about others, living is the most important thing, you know?" Especially the two of you, the future will be good, don't make low-level mistakes because of us. ”

Lord Yang Feng's words actually got the nods of Hua Lao and Master Zhai, which made both of them feel uncomfortable.

"No, it won't." Qin Wanyi narrowed her eyes and said, "This kind of thing must not be allowed to happen." ”

Everyone was a little worried when they looked at her, and they couldn't help but look at Murong Yi.

"That's the worst-case scenario, it's still inconclusive, isn't it?" Murong Yi said to her, "Wanyi, don't worry, I believe that our Baichuan Sect is still a little lucky, otherwise how would we find such a demonic genius disciple as you?" ”

"Yes, yes, fifteen years old, girl, you are really a demon genius." The third elder immediately laughed happily.

"Yan Lie, you are no worse than Wanyi at all, the nineteen-year-old peak of the ninth layer of the Saint Yuan Realm, who can do it?" Master Zhai said with a smile.

Murong Yi and Qin Wanyi glanced at each other, and both of them showed a smile, but Qin Wanyi smiled reluctantly.

Soon, all the disciples of the Baichuan Sect got on the flying boat, and the old ancestor shrunken deity stood at the bow of the boat, with the five elders, while Murong Yi and Qin Wanyi were quickly called over.

"Ancestor." Qin Wanyi greeted with a smile.

Xiao Ye began to translate for the old ancestor.

"Little girl, Murong boy, this time it's up to you, I don't know the rules of the game yet, but we need to go out in the whole sect, there must be some tricks in this, only if we win the game, we can still have the possibility of survival, once we lose, it is likely that the whole army will be wiped out."

The words of the old ancestor made all the elders and elders bow their heads, and their faces were heavy.

"Old Ancestor, although I don't know what awaits us, Senior Brother Murong and I promise that we will do our best." Qin Wanyi replied immediately.

The old ancestor looked out of the bow of the flying ship, and there seemed to be a light of memory in his green eyes, and he lost focus.

"In the current Baichuan Sect, only the old man is the only one left from His Excellency Tianheng." The Old Ancestor began to speak, and anyone with a contract beast could hear the translation.

The Great Elder was also kind enough to translate for the disciples who did not have contract beasts.

Standing behind it were the elders and disciples of the Baichuan Sect who were arranged by strength, and after the flying ship was filled with the disciples of the entire Baichuan Sect, it began to fly into the sky, and began to exercise in a direction that everyone could not distinguish.

It's a strange feeling, but there's no sound from everybody.

"Tianheng Pavilion is a very cruel big 6, martial arts are respected, as long as you have strength, whether you are an old man or a child, a man or a woman, a bad person or a good person, you can be respected."

The old ancestor began to tell slowly: "The Xiuzhen families and sects above are everywhere, large and small, dense, too many to count, and the population is even more than you can imagine.

The longevity of cultivators is very long, so they will have many descendants, and they will not blink an eye when they die a dozen or so, and their family affection is very indifferent. ”

Speaking of this, Qin Wanyi couldn't help but glance at Murong Yi beside her.

Murong Yi's expression was very heavy, as if there were thousands of things pressing on him.

Qin Wanyi quietly held his big hand, Murong Yi turned his head, and Qin Wanyi showed him a big smile.

The furrow in Murong Yi's eyebrows slowly unfolded.

The Old Ancestor continued: "The Tianheng Pavilion is divided into three major regions, forming a triangle, and they are ruled by the three most powerful cultivation families! Speaking of this, it also looked at Murong Yi, and then turned back.

"These three great families of cultivation are the Dragon Spirit Palace, the Kunpeng Sect and the Golden Elephant Sect, and their descendants all have strong bloodline talents and talents, but they are also constantly fighting for power because of this.

The three great families of Xiuzhen dominate the eight major families in their region, and these eight great families in turn dominate the countless small sects and small families in their region.

Because of the continuous infighting among the three major families, it is very important for the following eight families to stand in line, and if they are not careful, they will be wiped out, and our Baichuan Sect originally only belonged to one of the eight families below the Golden Elephant Sect, a family called Qinglian.

The old ancestor continued, "There are more than a hundred small sects under the Qinglian family, and our Baichuan Sect, as well as the Sword Execution Sect and the Sword Execution Sect, are only the lowest three of these more than 100 small sects.

Originally, it was not said that the lowest sect would be abandoned to the rules of the Shangheng Pavilion, but the rules for cultivating the sect that the Qinglian family changed ten thousand years ago began to have the rule that the last three would be abandoned for the first time, and the Baichuan sect was unfortunately in the first batch of abandoned lists.

Later, whether there were other sects that were abandoned, the old man didn't know, maybe there were, maybe it was in other parallel spaces of the Shangheng Pavilion, but our three sects were abandoned at the same time. ”

The old ancestor looked at the blue sky and white clouds in front of him as he spoke, and everyone felt that sitting in this flying boat could not figure out the south, south, west, and northwest, but it was very stable, and all the people were quiet, and their faces were very solemn.

It seems that it seems to be a bit exaggerated to send the whole sect to the three competitions.

The unknown is the most terrifying thing, so they all have fear in their hearts, and their eyes are all looking at the elders in front of them, seeing that they all have solemn faces, knowing that the old ancestor seems to be speaking, they don't dare to breathe.

"Before we were abandoned, the Qinglian Sect didn't say when we would be able to go back, or if we would be abandoned forever, anyway, our three sects could only fend for themselves in Shangheng Pavilion.

Until thousands of years ago, there was a decree from above, saying that our three sects had the hope of returning to Tianheng Pavilion, but only one sect had this opportunity, and that was the most powerful of the three sects.

Since then, the three sects have accelerated their cultivation and have also begun to look for gifted disciples from the world, just to have the opportunity to return to Tianheng Pavilion in the future.

I didn't expect it to be so many years. The old ancestor also let out a long sigh when he said this.

Everyone also sighed in their hearts when they heard it.

"All of your relatives may have descendants in Tianheng Pavilion, it is the sect that has affected you, so this is an opportunity, but the old man doesn't know if our sect will be the luckiest one." The old ancestor continued.

"The Qinglian Sect is only one of the eight major sects of the Golden Elephant Sect of the three great families of cultivation, and our Baichuan Sect is one of the hundreds of small sects under the Qinglian Sect, it is conceivable that even if we succeed in going up this time, we will face a terrible battle."

The old ancestor once again repeated the humility and insignificance of the Baichuan Sect.

Qin Wanyi and Murong Yi kept in mind the names of these sects, under the Golden Elephant Sect, one of the three major families, under the Qinglian Sect, one of the eight major sects, and one of the more than a hundred sects.

This is the lowest end of the food chain!

Everyone who could understand felt that even if they could go up, the chances of survival were very slim, because it was a sect that was weak and strong.

"But our roots are in Tianheng Pavilion, so we must go up! Even if only one disciple survived in the end, the old man hoped that he would not give up hope and work hard to promote the Baichuan Sect. ”

The ancestor said this, and he was also very excited and enthusiastic.

At the beginning, its ancestors founded the sect, just to be able to make a name for themselves and be able to flourish, where did they think that the battle was too fierce, and the small sect of the hundred years of the battle was qualifying, but the Baichuan sect could only fall to one of the last three.

At that time, the old ancestor and its loss can be imagined, and as the opponent of the Sword Ruling Sect, the Sword Ruling Sect, was also the same experience, under the heavy blow, he was also beaten down to the Shangheng Pavilion, the sense of loss can be imagined.

So the old master could only end up depressed in the end, and regretfully fell.

"Okay, let's talk about it so much, in fact, the old man doesn't know much, it's the most basic situation above, Murong boy." The old ancestor called Murong Yi.

Murong Yi hurriedly went over, and the eldest elder took out an ancient book from his arms and said: "This is what the ancestor decided to give you, it is to record the detailed information of the major families and sects above, but it has been ten thousand years, it must have changed a lot, you can just make a reference." ”

Murong Yi hurriedly took it respectfully, he didn't expect his Dragon Spirit Hall to be so powerful, it was actually located in one of the three top sects, and there were so many sects under his jurisdiction.

But what worried him was that the Dragon Spirit Hall was not the top of the Baichuan Sect, and the three major families must be very far apart.

He is now under the jurisdiction of the Golden Elephant Sect, so when will he be able to arrive at the Dragon Spirit Palace?

He didn't dare to think about how big Tianheng Pavilion was, anyway, there were so many sects, they must be very widely distributed, so even if he went up, what year and month would he be able to reach the Dragon Spirit Palace?

"Murong boy, although you are a descendant of the Dragon Spirit Palace, not from the Golden Elephant Sect, the old man believes that one day, you will definitely go to the Dragon Spirit Hall to find out everything you want to know, the old man just has a plea for you and the little girl."

The Old Ancestor's words made the other elders and elders immediately look puzzled.

"Ancestor, you said that as long as I Murong Yi can do it, I will define it." Murong Yi knew that he was grateful, without the Baichuan Sect, he would never know that he was a person from Tianheng Pavilion, and he would never be a cultivator.

"Ancestor, I'm the same, just say it." Qin Wanyi also said immediately.

The old ancestor finally turned his head and looked at this pair of genius disciples who had risen from the Baichuan Sect.

"The old man begs you, as long as we can go up, no matter what danger we face when we get to the top, the two of you must also survive, the old man believes that you can become strong one day, and you can spread the reputation of the Baichuan Sect throughout Tianheng Pavilion."

The old ancestor's green eyes were pleading, eager, and ambitious.

This is the goal of its ancestors and it, they can't do it, and they also hope that sooner or later there will be disciples who can raise their eyebrows one day!

I'm afraid this is not the goal of one sect of Baichuan Sect, but the goal of Tianheng Pavilion and every sect.

Murong Yi and Qin Wanyi glanced at each other, and then the two nodded together.

"Old Ancestor, don't worry, we are disciples of the Baichuan Sect in life, and we are also disciples of the Baichuan Sect in death, as long as there is a chance to be strong, we will not give up!

We will definitely promote the Baichuan Sect, I only hope that everyone will not be afraid, even if we go up to face the crisis, we must move forward bravely, God will always favor people with strong hearts. ”

Qin Wanyi's words were undoubtedly a forcible needle, which made everyone's blood boil immediately, even if they died, they had to do a good job.

The flying ship finally flew for an hour, and then entered a white mist.

Immediately, everyone felt like they had passed through a thin film, and then everything in front of them changed.

Looking down from the flying boat, it seems that there is an ancient battlefield below, the old square buildings, like a bullring, are barren everywhere, there is no green at all, the sky has become gray, and the bottom is also a yellowish color.

Just when everyone was shocked, flying ships began to come in on the other two sides.

"Sword Ruling Sect!"

"Sword Ruling Sect!" The disciples finally couldn't help but scream.

The three sects arrived together, and the other two sects on the other side could be seen from the flying ship.

Everyone is the same, the entire flying ship is full of disciples, tens of thousands of disciples.

Immediately the flying ship began to fall, and from above, the ancient battlefield was not very big, but when it really went down, they felt that it was ridiculously big.

All the people of the three sects got off the ship, but they only occupied a small area on three sides, and they didn't even touch the main battlefield position in the middle.

It was surrounded by a high earthy yellow wall, a hundred meters high, which made everyone feel as if they had been thrown into a closed place, and they all felt depressed.

Everyone was talking, everyone was looking around, everyone was looking with surprise and horror on their faces, and there was trepidation in the depths of their eyes.

Suddenly, the three flying ships turned into golden boats and headed towards the gray sky.

Soon it was gone, and then a transparent film cover appeared in the sky, directly covering the entire battlefield.

From the other end of the membrane, a large head suddenly and slowly emerged.

"Sword Ruling Sect, Baichuan Sect, Sword Holding Sect, ten thousand years have passed, it's been a long time, Qinglian Sect is now giving you a chance to return to Tianheng Pavilion, all your disciples have to participate in the competition, and the ten people who win in the end can return to Tianheng Pavilion!"

This head is a middle-aged man, with an ordinary appearance, a pinch of beard on his chin, although it is a normal human appearance, but what appears on the film cover seems to be just a reflection of the head, extremely huge.

The sound is also like thunder.

It's just that as soon as this cruel rule was finished, all the disciples of the three sects below changed their faces greatly.

"How so! Doesn't it mean that whoever wins the three sects will be able to go up to Tianheng Pavilion, isn't it all the people in one sect? ”

"That's cruel! This is for the three of us to kill each other. ”

"Why, exactly? Why do this to us! ”

"I'm going back, I don't want to go to Tianheng Pavilion."

"Yes, let us go back, we don't want to go back to Tianheng Pavilion!"

"What kind of rule is this, it's disgusting!"

Everyone began to accuse, everyone is not stupid, and it feels like the meaning of this rule is that in the end, only ten people will survive.

The huge head spoke again: "Among the last ten remaining people, whichever sect has more disciples will survive, while the other two sects will be wiped out forever." ”

"What!"

"Oh my God, how is this compared!"

"It's not all dead, what sect is left!"

"How can this be, this is all playing with us!"

"We don't want to compare, we want to leave, you have no sincerity to let us go back!"

"It's like, it's so damnable, we're going back! Not comparable! ”

The disciples were insulting one after another, and their expressions were extremely excited.

The expression of the big head began to become cold, and then he said: "What this seat says is that the last ten people can stand, and if the others do not die after falling, they can also survive, this is the greatest mercy of this seat, you must compete!" If you don't compare, you can only die! ”

As soon as these words came out, a strong pressure was pressed down from above in an instant.

Suddenly, countless disciples spat blood directly from their mouths, and those who fell to their knees were all low-level disciples of the Quenching Body Realm and the Ning Yuan Realm.

Immediately, the air pressure became bigger and bigger, and Qin Wanyi and Murong Yi both trembled in their hearts, this air pressure was too strong.

"This guy should be a celestial powerhouse in the realm of heaven and man!" Murong Yi said, "Xiao Shi told me. ”

"Heaven and Earth?" Qin Wanyi immediately lined up in her mind, "Ning Yuan Realm, Saint Yuan Realm, Saint King Realm, Yuan Venerable Realm, Heaven and Man Realm are the Demigod Realm after that!" ”

The old ancestor is a demon beast of the Yuanzun realm, and the powerhouse who fell in that mysterious place should be the demigod realm, so this guy is the heavenly and human realm between the two.

The Heavenly and Human Realm is so awesome, it can be seen how powerful the demigod realm is, and how powerful the most powerful god realm is.

The disciples of the third and fourth layers of the Ning Yuan Realm all began to vomit blood and fell to the ground, and the other disciples all showed frightened and frightened expressions.

"If you don't want to play, you'll all die! Do you ants, think we really care about you? This is a chance for you idiots! If you don't want it, then all die! The big head immediately became fierce.

The low-level disciples were immediately killed directly under the high pressure.

The whole scene was chaotic, after all, they were all senior brothers or senior sisters of their own sect, and the fear of seeing the other party pass away all of a sudden, can be imagined.