The sun is high and the fragrance is blowing.

It was an ordinary morning, but under this bright sunshine, in the peaceful environment of the mysterious space of the Holy Sect's inner gate, a square that could accommodate millions of people was solemn, and there seemed to be a strong smell in the air.

It is the largest square of the inner gate of the Holy Sect. This square covers an area of 100,000 square meters, in the middle is a huge field, around the field, there are seats arranged in a circle, row by row, slippery, each row has hundreds of them, from the bottom straight to the top, it looks very magnificent, magnificent.

At this moment, facing the high platform in the center of the open space in the square, there were two teams, one team of 300 people, all with solemn faces, but their bones were full of excitement and uneasiness. The other team consisted of only seventeen men, all of them pale as if overwhelmed, and sweat was pouring on their foreheads.

The cultivation of these seventeen people, the highest is the peak of the seventh-order Great Demon King, and the worst of the three hundred people, the peak of the eighth-order Great Demon King, there is a whole small realm difference, so they can't be careless, the coercion exuded from those people alone is enough for them to drink a pot.

What's even more ridiculous is that among these seventeen people, the one at the bottom of the list, the cultivation revealed is only the middle stage of the eighth-order Great Magician, which gives people a very funny feeling, I'm afraid that even the qualifications to the back of the car are not enough.

"Could it be that he was sent by the sect to be funny?!"

The difference between the dignified and dignified of the two teams in the square is that the faces of these spectators are filled with relaxed and happy expressions, just like watching a large-scale concert in the world, from time to time they talk to each other, and the dove-like chatter is gossiping.

"Look, it seems that there is no one in the outer gate, why did you still send a disciple of an eighth-order great magician?"

"yes, they're crazy, aren't they?"

"How can a disciple who isn't even a demon king be qualified to participate in this sect's trial competition?"

"Needless to say, it must have come up through the back door!"

"I've heard that that person seems to be from Shengyao Guangshan in the outer gate, Senior Brother Jia, you are from Shengyao Guangshan, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Jia Xiaoyi, who was sitting in the crowd, tightened his face and rolled his eyes, "What do I think, I'll sit and watch!"

"You are the former president of the Shengyao Guangshan Demon Society, can you still sit firmly?" The female disciple had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, and chased after her. The disciples sitting near Jia Xiaoyi also pricked up their ears, turned their faces around, and looked at him with a playful expression.

"Don't say that I'm from Shengyao Guangshan, whoever talks about this matter will be in a hurry!"

Jia Xiaoyi drooped his face.

"If you don't say it, you won't say it, why are you in a hurry?" the female disciple who asked stuck out her tongue. "Is this your Shengyao Guangshan?Why is this?!"

Of course, she said this last sentence in her heart.

Jia Xiaoyi looked at Mu Zifeng, who was at the end of the row in the field, and the eyes of the yin owl couldn't help but burst into flames, "If it weren't for this kid being nosy, I'm afraid that I would still be a free-spirited demon king in Shengyao Guangshan, you wait for the uncle, sooner or later, the uncle will clean you up, so that you can't survive and die!"

If Mu Zifeng saw Jia Xiaoyi now, he would be surprised to find that in less than a year, his cultivation was already in the middle stage of the Eighth Order Great Demon King, and the speed of his cultivation was not unfast.

"But what can the Eighth Order Great Demon King do? In this powerful Holy Sect's inner gate, Jia Xiaoyi's cultivation is like a cloud, I'm afraid he won't even be able to enter the top 8,000. ”

The inner door is the inner door, which cannot be measured by the eyes of ordinary people.

Sure enough, after the tea kung fu, three figures appeared out of thin air on the high platform, and the person at the head was none other than Sikong Nan, the elder of the inner gate of the Holy Sect, and the two standing beside him were Sai Hua and Huo Tianqi.

Looking at the inner disciple standing below, Sikong Nan nodded slightly, revealing a satisfied smile. "These inner disciples are the hope of the Holy Sect in the future, and there are more than 200 disciples above the ninth-order Great Demon King alone. ”

But when he turned his head, his smile froze on his face. Because he saw the seventeen-person team at the outer gate, especially Mu Zifeng's cultivation, his face became even brighter.

When they met for the first time, Mu Zifeng didn't reveal his cultivation, he looked like an ordinary person, giving people a feeling of being superior and unfathomable, and now seeing that what he revealed was only the cultivation of the middle stage of the eighth-order Great Demon, Sikong Nan's brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

"If Master Mu only has such a little cultivation, it's really difficult. ”

Sai Hua doesn't have so many eyes, he sees Mu Zifeng's eyes lit up, just like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law - how to look at it.

"Yushu is in the wind, handsome and chic, outstanding, and outstanding!" she didn't know how to describe it, as for Mu Zifeng's cultivation, it was automatically ignored by her, "For a Dan Dao Grandmaster who is qualified to be followed by the Demon Venerable, what is cultivation?!But how can I help him in public?!"

Huo Tianqi stood there with a straight face, his eyes slightly closed, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"This trial is the same as in previous years, not ranked!" Sikong Nan said loudly, his voice was not high, but it could be heard from any corner of the audience. "Set up a hundred rings, you can choose to defend according to your own strength, and the rest can challenge freely, the time is set at twelve hours, and those who successfully defend will successfully advance to the top 100. ”

"Do you understand?!"

"Got it!"

The inner disciples replied in unison, gearing up.

"But there is one thing, this is a competition between disciples, no one must be killed, if there is a violation, the sect rules will be dealt with!" As he spoke, Sikong Nan raised his chin, and the sky darkened, and the three figures sitting cross-legged in mid-air were also revealed first.

Although the breeze was blowing, the wind in mid-air was much stronger than on the ground, but the clothes of the three figures sitting in mid-air did not move at all.

"Is it an elder of the Law Enforcement Academy?!"

Looking at the sharp eyes of the lively people, someone had already recognized that the three figures sitting at a height of five hundred meters and acting like gods were the elders of the Law Enforcement Academy of the Inner Gate of the Holy Sect, all of them were third-order demon venerable cultivators, and it was just a slap in the face to wipe out the ninth-order great demon king and even the peak.

After staying for less than three breaths, the three figures slowly disappeared, and the sky returned to light, just this hand was enough for the sixteen outer disciples to be dumbfounded, and at the same time, a trace of fanaticism flashed in their eyes, and their hearts were drumming, "It's time to enter the inner gate!"

Mu Zifeng looked calm, this is just an ordinary body method, there is nothing to show off!

"Let's start!" Sikong Nan saw that the purpose of shock and deterrence had been achieved, and turned his head and nodded at Huo Tianqi, who was standing on the side.

Huo Tianqi took a step forward and waved his hand.

"Boom!"

It was like a trick, and a hundred rings suddenly appeared in the air at a height of 100 meters, as if those rings were there, and Huo Tianqi just unveiled the mystery of the ring.

"Is the spiritual power ring? It's really extraordinary!" This was also unexpected by Mu Zifeng, he had only seen this kind of ring in ancient books.

The spiritual power ring, as the name suggests, is a ring built with the spiritual power of the monk, and it can also be said to be a formation arranged with spiritual power, wrapping the monk in it, as if walking into a fog.

If the person who sets up the ring wants to kill anyone, it is just a matter of raising his hand.

The hundreds of rings, each one a hundred meters in size, flashed with fluorescence, and Mu Zifeng could see at a glance that it was the fluctuation of the formation.

After all, the destructive power caused by the battle of the powerhouses of the Ninth Order Great Demon King rank should not be underestimated, and if they are not careful, they may affect the innocent, and the ring formed by this spiritual power can just avoid this.

As soon as the ring came out, before Sikong Nan could speak, "Woo hoo!" The figure swayed, and in less than two breaths, the figures stood on the hundreds of rings.

The inner disciples who didn't grab the ring also took action, revolving around the ring, looking for a target to start with.

The leaderboard is there, and everyone knows who ranks and how many, so there is no need to hide it.

In addition to Mu Zifeng, the other outer disciples also moved, they all represented the faces of their respective mountain gates, if they could defeat an inner disciple, they would return to the sect and pick up the trumpet in the corridor - some of them could blow.

That's the top three hundred disciples, if you can defeat it, doesn't it mean that you already have the qualifications of an inner disciple?

In particular, the disciples of the three Holy Heavenly Pivot Mountains were even more eager to try, you must know that although they were only the cultivation of the seventh-order Great Demon King, don't forget, they can fight beyond the ranks. Therefore, the three outer disciples kept circling around the ring, thinking that the disciple who was guarding the ring could be defeated.

Like Mu Zifeng, there were still ten inner disciples who didn't move, just sat in place and began to breathe and breathe.

Sikong Nan looked at the ten disciples and nodded slightly. These ten people are all disciples in the top twenty, and they are also well-known in the inner gate.

Of the top ten disciples, six have advanced to the Demon Venerable level and are automatically disqualified, and the strongest combat power will be generated from these ten people, so compared to the monkeys of others, these ten disciples are not in a hurry, because they are very confident in their hearts, how can there be a few of them in those hundred places? !

Who has ever seen a first-class passenger and an economy class passenger competing for a seat? Who has ever seen those worldly big names running in front of the world when they perform?!

As for Mu Zifeng, Sikong Nan can only hehe, isn't it normal for him not to move, because he can't beat anyone.