The red color was fleeting, Sun Xiu's eyes widened, and after a closer look, he saw that there was still a phantom mirror in front of him, and the sect festival was still going on.

"Could it be that I have been refining the pill for too long, and my eyes can't see clearly."

Sun Xiu said to herself.

Twelve's brows were also slightly furrowed, she also saw the scene just now, but why is there nothing now.

Wang Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the sect disciples who were riding on the crane in the festival, looking at the group of sect disciples who participated in the festival.

"It's not an illusion, the sect is unfortunate, there is a traitor."

Wang Yuan's tone was full of helplessness, the sect treated him well, but he didn't expect to betray the sect in the end.

Back then, the sect system reminded me that there was a problem with that person, and I still wanted to influence him with friendship, but I didn't expect it to come to an end, but I raised a white-eyed wolf.

The strength of the talisman seal he urged just now should have reached the level of heavenly immortals, and the power of the mountain protection array is slowly dissipating, and I believe that it will not be long before the mountain protection array will be completely isolated by the power of the rune seal.

Fortunately, he was given the identity spirit card back then, and his every move was recorded by the identity spirit card, and even with the reminder seal just now, he was also interfered with by the identity spirit card, so that many disciples in the sect were aware of the abnormality.

Wang Yuan called Sun Xiu and said a few words in his ear, Sun Xiu's face changed, he didn't dare to look at the scene, his face was nervous, and he left in a hurry.

Twelve glanced at Sun Xiu suspiciously, not understanding why the senior brother took Sun Xiu away, there was indeed a problem with the mental transformation just now, could it be that the senior brother had already shown the clue.

Wang Yuan didn't pay attention to the twelve who hurriedly followed out, but squinted his eyes slightly and continued to look at the sect's disciples' puja.

According to the process, the next step is the last step of assessment before entry, which looks like a qualification on the surface, but in fact it is a consideration of the disciple's heart.

The monks who had walked through the path of asking their hearts had gathered on the white jade square, and the big cow was dressed in yellow, sitting cross-legged on the cliff, with the cliff behind him.

Several third-generation disciples stood in front of Da Niu, presiding over the screening of new disciples.

Xu Xian held a jade pendant in his hand and commented on it in front of a disciple standing in front of him.

"Sun Wen'an, with superior qualifications, medium cultivation, comprehensive mental examination, average.

"Next, get out of the way."

Xu Xian glanced at Xu Wen'an, who was blocking the way, his face was not good, the people of the old Sun family dared to come to the sect, they really didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

The spiritual power in the sky surged, and it instantly condensed into a huge palm, and the huge palm that shimmered with luster seemed to sit on a hill and fell overwhelmingly.

Sun Wenan was grabbed with one hand, and with a jump of the big hand, he reached the top of the cliff, and the big hand disappeared with Sun Wenan.

There was silence all around.

The originally noisy scene was completely quiet, and a few guys who were clamoring that they had a background just now all closed their mouths.

With such a high cliff, if you are thrown down, will you fall to your death?

Look, so far, I haven't heard Sun Wenan's screams, and I definitely won't be able to survive this look.

The next inquiry was much faster, and the monks all answered the questions quietly, not daring to deceive any more.

Xu Xian glanced at the monk in front of him, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Sun He, it turns out that the son of the Danta Sun family is the sixth layer of the forging body."

"You don't have the qualifications, step down."

Xu Xian spoke directly and drove Sun He away.

Sun He's face was like ashes, he staggered away, looking like he was about to cry, in order to participate in this festival, he almost used up his savings to be able to participate in the festival, and now that he was turned away, Sun He instantly thought of Sun Wen'an.

It's better to go with Sun Wenan.

Sun He thought to himself in his heart.

The puja continued, and one after another the monks were eliminated, and in the blink of an eye, the disciples who passed two levels in a row were almost eliminated.

The puja finally came to the most important time, eliminating the previously selected disciples, and according to their comprehensive performance on the path of inquiry, eliminating the unworthy disciples of the sect.

"Heku, staying in the bamboo building to make trouble, refusing to repent after many times of education, expelled from the house."

"Li Chang, cheat on the path of conscience, take the road of conscience with the help of the merits of your companions, and expel him."

Every time Da Niu pronounced a name, the crowd was in a commotion for a while, without him, it was really all done by them, and none of them were wronged.

"The list of monks who have been replaced is announced below."

Da Niu continued.

"Sun He, his nature is the same, and he entered the sect one by one."

"Zhang Xiang, enter the main door one by one."

Sun He was stunned by the lightning strike, looking at the man who was announcing the result, Sun He couldn't wait to rush up now, hugging the man and crying.

I thought that I had been eliminated, my life had re-entered the abyss, and I would continue to suffer inhuman torture when I turned back.

Unexpectedly, he was admitted again, and it was the young monk with his back like a mountain who personally opened his mouth to announce it.

The scenery in front of him changed suddenly, and the dark light curtain suddenly fell from mid-air, instantly obscuring the sky in the illusion mirror, and the sky that was originally exhibited turned into pitch-black ink in an instant.

I finally couldn't help but do it.

Wang Yuan squinted his eyes and looked at the darkness of the sky, and his face became worse.

The big bull stretched out his hand to suppress it, and the pressure of the golden pill in the air fluctuated, instantly calming the scene and suppressing the monks who wanted to boil.

"The sect is ready to consider your strength, don't panic, and be cautious when it comes to major events."

The big bull quickly struck a magic decision into the sky, and a bottle appeared, and all the monks were included in the Naxu bottle.

The venue was wide, and the surroundings became empty in an instant.

"The reaction is quite fast, Wang Yuan, you are a good disciple."

The voice of mockery sounded in the phantom mirror, and in the darkness, a monk stepped in, his cheeks full of smug mockery.

"Wang Yuan, I thought that after the Heavenly Demon War, your vigilance should be raised a little, but now it seems that it is still the same as before, and there has been no change at all."

"Who dares to come to my heavenly gate to spread wilderness."

"Dare to come to my heavenly gate to spread wilderness and eat my sword."

On the ground, the long sword in the hands of the three generations of disciples flickered, and all kinds of light rose to the sky, heading straight for the young monk who suddenly appeared.

The sound of the sword blade breaking through the air was loud, and the monks wrapped in flames and flashing sword light all covered the sky.

"The pearl of rice grains also shines."

The cold snort sounded, and the next moment, before everyone could react, the overwhelming immortal coercion was suppressed.

The young monk said with a look of arrogance and disdain.

"Even if your head is a pseudo-immortal, this seat is not afraid, let alone you ants."

After speaking, the young monk turned to Wang Yuan, his tone full of mockery.

"Dignified Heavenly Immortals, you actually let a group of Ming God Realm disciples come to send them to death, you are really a failure."

Wang Yuan opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes spewed out, and the intense coercion continued to erupt from his eyes. With a flick of the sleeves of the robe, all the three generations of disciples were wrapped and put into the net bottle in Da Niu's hands.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a fairy anymore."

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