For this achievement, the patriarch Wu Qiming, who was sitting on the stage, frowned. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The front formation of the Iron Spear Formation is the most basic formation, as long as you can cultivate the fifth-level refining realm, you can pass it steadily, and the pass rate will not be less than eighty percent over the years.

"In recent years, due to the rampant ghouls and corpse beasts, cultivation has led to a lot of deaths and injuries among outer disciples. Those who are a little less talented are basically content with the status quo and are no longer willing to work hard. Wu Xiuming, the elder of the Xiuwu Pavilion, saw the patriarch's thoughts and explained: "But for the same reason, the top-notch talents and qualifications in recent years have been good, and they can be said to be the best in the past hundred years. ”

Patriarch Wu Qiming nodded and said, "Three years later, it will be the battle to capture the tower, and there is an opportunity for the Demon Prison Army to seek foreign aid, which is a good opportunity for us to revive the West Tower Clan." The other three clans will definitely not let go of this opportunity, so I will ask you for the next three years! ”

Although the patriarch's words were very indifferent, Wu Xiuming knew that the weight was quite heavy. His requirements were clear: to regain the power of the Central Trial Tower, and to have disciples who had entered the Demon Prison Military Eye to go to the Central Realm in order to gain a chance.

Wu Xiuming frowned, gritted his teeth, and said, "Then I hope that the patriarch can let go of the rule of death promotion!" ”

As soon as the word "death promotion" burst out, the surrounding elders turned their heads and looked at each other.

A thousand years ago, the Ta tribe had just split into the East Ta Clan, the South Ta Clan, the West Ta Clan, and the North Ta Clan, and the entire Ta Realm was in chaos, and the great wars caused by hatred were staged from time to time. Each clan wants to annex the other three clans in order to unify them.

The first patriarch of the Sita clan ruled the clan with an iron fist and formulated a series of fierce and bloody cultivation methods, among which "death promotion" was a rule for the internal cultivation and promotion of the Sita clan.

Every trial, every competition, regardless of life and death, is also the creation of an era of hundreds of years of strength of the Sita tribe.

But it is precisely because of the bloody rule of "death promotion" that the Sita tribe has produced a large number of brutal blood-eaters, and led to a large-scale civil strife, with countless casualties, and because of this civil strife, the Sita tribe has sunk.

Since then, the rule of "Death Promotion" has been removed from cultivation tests and competitions.

This is a piece of the Sita's past, and all the Sita people know about it.

"Why?" After being silent for a while, the patriarch asked lightly.

"Because only death can bring out their potential and talent! Fighting spirit and blood! Wu Xiuming turned his head to look at the iron spear formation under the stage and said: "For hundreds of years, the rule of the iron spear array test is that as long as you admit defeat or faint, the person who breaks into the formation can be counted as a failure to break into the formation and come out of the formation. Because of such a rule, all the intruders will be lucky, and it doesn't matter if they don't work hard, they can come back next time if they can't break through. Because of such weak rules, we were unable to produce top talent, and we lost the battle for the tower for nearly a hundred years.

"I hope that in all future important competitions, the rules of death promotion will be added, and only martial cultivators who grow up in blood and death are the best martial cultivators."

"Yes, I have the same intention!" Wulian Mountain Annexed Road.

Patriarch Wu Qiming was silent for a long time, and said softly: "Yes!" ”

These two faint words shook the hearts of all the elders present, and they knew that the transformation of the Sita clan was about to begin.

"Let's start today!" Immediately after that, the patriarch's words shocked all the high-ranking members of the Sita clan, and they didn't even have a buffer period and directly let them accept the psychological challenge of death.

"Don't you give time to prepare?" Wu Qinli asked.

"The battlefield is never prepared?" Wu Qiming said lightly.

In the past few months, he has been thinking for a long time, to start a battle with other clans for the tower, the martial artist has not passed the test of death, it is impossible to succeed, and there is no way to revitalize the Xita clan.

This is the oath he made after becoming the patriarch, and now he doesn't have much time, if he doesn't take strong medicine, it will be inevitable to fall.

And...... He looked at the elders beside him, each with their own ideas, and internal factional disputes were secretly surging all the time.

If no one has a long-term perspective, how can they make their own people prosper?

With the approval of the patriarch, Wu Xiuming immediately summoned Wu Mingyan to confess.

Finally, he said: "Once this rule is issued, you should understand what it means!" ”

Wu Mingyan nodded and said, "The disciple understands that the disciple will definitely satisfy his father and master!" ”

Wu Mingyan then immediately walked to the stage and came to the front of the iron gun array, and at this time, the second group of tests was over.

He prevented the next set of tests from proceeding, and all eyes were drawn to him.

Wu Mingyan was very excited about the rule of "Death Promotion" about to be promulgated from his mouth, and his cheeks flushed a little with excitement.

Because this will be an epoch-making beginning for the Sita tribe, and this beginning will be started by him, which is destined to be an event that will go down in history.

He enjoyed watching the crowd around him look at him silently, so he tried to delay this time for a while.

"Now there's something important to announce!" Wu Mingyan glanced at the outer disciples and the surrounding crowd and said slowly: "From today onwards, from now on, all the promotion tests and competitions of our Sita Clan will be fully added to the 'Death Promotion' rule......"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the entire testing ground.

There were many old men who knew what this meant, and there were heirs on the field who hurriedly called them back and bowed their heads. Some people who don't know can also hear the meaning of this rule from the left and right next door.

"Are there any details about this rule?" Someone asked.

"There are no details in this rule, and it can be summed up in one sentence: 'Death alone'!" Wu Mingyan turned his head and shouted at the Iron Spear Array: "Listen to all the personnel of the Iron Spear Array, each of you must do your best on the premise of abiding by the rules, and you must not leave your hands, if you are accidentally poked to death, we will not hold you responsible!" The formation does not accept admitting defeat, as long as you break through the formation, there is no second way except success or death. Of course, if there are disciples who feel that they can't do it, they can abstain before breaking into battle. Remember, abstaining before the battle is the only way to survive. ”

When he said this, he glanced at Wu Dawei and the few people who set up the formation, and finally turned his gaze on Luo Cheng and said coldly to the guide: "Go on!" ”

After speaking, Wu Mingyan no longer cared about the countless stunned expressions behind him, and walked directly onto the high platform.

After the rule of death promotion was communicated, the third group of people was dissatisfied, because everyone reported a wait-and-see attitude. There are also some people with poor strength, who were originally going to experience the iron spear formation, but now they have withdrawn directly.

The guide shouted a little impatiently, and roared: "If there is no more than enough people, I will sign up directly!" ”

"Have the outer disciples of my clan been reduced to the point where they have no trace of blood?" Suddenly, a black shadow fell from high in the sky of the cultivation ground and smashed directly on the ground.

It was a corpse tiger as big as an ox, and it had been dead for a long time.

When everyone's eyes were focused on this corpse tiger, a person jumped down from the top of everyone's heads.