Castle(2)

The land of the great competition of sects, in a huge tournament in the ancient castle. [*****$*****]*

Following the former silently all the way, Luo Tianqing looked at the tall and strange buildings around him, and marveled at the grandeur of this castle, the buildings of this castle are very tall, and even Luo Tianqing saw a seven-story tower, as a taller building in the castle in addition to the lookout, this seven-story tower is obviously outstanding, attracting the attention of many disciples, and even the crowd is constantly exclaiming!

However, because of the warning of the man in black before, they didn't dare to move around, so they could only follow in a regular manner, but they were amazed by this so-called ancient castle all the way.

I'm afraid it's just the Forbidden City in the previous life, right? Luo Tianqing opened her mouth to express the excitement in her heart, but Yun Cang just smiled slightly, looking at her and shaking her head helplessly. It didn't seem to have any other emotions because of this castle, and there was silence in his dark eyes.

Moving all the way, Luo Tianqing also had to sigh that this Burning Imperial City deserved to be called the Burning Imperial City, no wonder it would be called the holy capital of the Northern Regions.

The area of the martial arts arena in the ancient castle was so large that even if more than a dozen sects in the Northern Regions entered it with their disciples, it would not be crowded at all. It is surrounded by layers of stands, and in the center is divided into three fields, each the size of a huge football field, and perhaps to prevent the aftermath of the game from endangering the surrounding stands, so each field is covered with an enchantment that occasionally ripples.

"The major sects bring their disciples to their respective assigned areas, and they are not allowed to walk around at will. Later, the method of the competition will be announced, and those who walk around at will. Die! ”

The man in black floated above the arena, his indifferent voice reaching the ears of every monk.

The elders of the major sects seemed to obey the words of the man in black, and immediately brought their disciples to the designated area.

By the time everything that didn't matter was ready, it was already noon. The scorching sun at noon emitted a dazzling light, and the disciples of the Xianyun Sect were arranged in a corner of the four corners of the competition ground, setting up a shed to shade the sun and rain, and the elders of the major sects were sitting on chairs in the back. There is a small tea table at hand. And the disciples of the sect who did not participate in the war stood behind these elders and did not say a word. The disciples who participated in the battle sat below the elders, their eyes falling on the black-clothed man floating in mid-air.

"Now, announce the method of fighting for the disciples of the foundation building period." The man in black stood proudly, looking at the disciples below who participated in the battle. Said slowly: "A total of sixteen sects participated in the Northern Regions Sect Competition, with a total of 800 disciples in the foundation building period, in order to be fair this time, it was divided into five melee battles, and each sect produced ten disciples in the foundation building period at a time, with a total of 160 disciples in each battle. According to the rule that the loser must die this time, the disciples of each sect must defeat all the disciples who are not from their own sect, and each battle ends with the complete destruction of the disciples of the fifteen sects! ”

The man in black's voice fell. It immediately caused the shock of many disciples in the foundation building period, who thought that it would be a one-on-one elimination system, but they didn't expect that the first time they faced was a scuffle!

There was immediately a stumbling discussion in the crowd, and the man in black hooked his lips. With a cold smile, he continued: "Now, the first melee begins, please all the sect elders decide who to choose, after a quarter of an hour, all the participating monks must arrive at the competition platform, otherwise, the sect will immediately be disqualified from participating in the battle." ”

The elders of the major sects did not dare to waste time. An elder in the Xianyun Sect who was cultivating in the Transformation Stage said to the fifty Foundation Building Stage disciples below, "In the first melee, only one of the disciples of the sect can survive. Therefore, all the disciples of this battle were remembered by the old man! Teamwork is particularly important, the old man doesn't want to see that there is not a single elite disciple left of my Xianyun Sect in the first battle! ”

"Elder Wu, please rest assured, the disciples and others will definitely go all out." Some of the disciples stood up and said respectfully to this Elder Wu.

"That's good, win a beautiful battle for the old man. Remember, teamwork! Elder Wu nodded with satisfaction, randomly selected ten disciples of the Great Perfection Realm, and let them quickly head towards the first martial arts platform. Then he looked at the remaining forty foundation building stage disciples and ordered in a deep voice: "In this first battle, you must be optimistic about the exercises and moves used by other sects. I think there will be news from the second competition platform soon, and the ten of you are ready at any time! ”

Elder Wu casually ordered ten more disciples of the Great Perfection of the Foundation, and among them happened to be Luo Tianqing.

Standing up with the others and blessing Elder Wu, Elder Wu smoothly divided the remaining thirty disciples into three groups before returning to his seat, staring at the disciples wearing Xianyun Sect costumes on the first martial arts platform with a calm face.

A quarter of an hour later, after the man in black confirmed that the number of people on the competition platform was one hundred and sixty, he took out a small metal bronze bell, and heard a huge bell ringing again, and waited for the aftermath of the bell to pass before he spoke: "Now, the first melee in the foundation building period begins!" ”

As soon as the black-clothed man's voice fell, Luo Tianqing clearly saw that the one hundred and sixty disciples of the major sects on the competition platform began to attack the non-fellow monks frantically.

The monk dressed in pale yellow and with a Tai Chi pattern tattooed on his chest was a disciple of the Qianling Sect. These people seemed to be extremely excited, and they didn't even think about combining with the same sect, and directly scattered and attacked the monks of the other sects around them.

The monk wearing a strange purple costume is a disciple of the Nine Demon Sect, although it is only the foundation building period, but these disciples who are cultivating in the foundation building Great Perfection realm are filled with a black mist all over their bodies, which looks extremely weird. The ten disciples hugged each other tightly, and in the face of the attacks around them, they easily and directly dissolved.

The disciples of the Snow Sword Sect, dressed in silver and white clothes, each holding an ice-attribute long sword in their hands, quickly killed the disciples of the Nine Demon Sect on the side while dodging the attacks of the other sect cultivators.

The light blue-clad Xianyun Sect disciples had obviously always kept in mind Elder Wu's orders, and the five were responsible for defending and the five were responsible for attacking. In an instant, he directly dealt with many other monks.

In addition to the disciples of the ten major sects in this competition, there are also disciples of other powerful sects. The disciples who were able to be selected to participate in this competition were all in the late stage of foundation building or in the Great Perfection realm of foundation building, and their cultivation strength was almost the same.

However, there were still many monks who were injured and were directly killed by disciples of another sect.

No matter how the major sects live in harmony on the surface, there are more and more private grudges, and even among these one hundred and sixty monks, many of them have had festivals with each other, and today's enemies who can be righteous and bright naturally make each other very excited.

The slaughter continued incessantly, and in just half an hour, more than half of the 160 monks on the jousting platform had fallen. Those who lose will die, some monks don't even have a whole corpse left, and some are even directly bombarded into meat by powerful spells!

Luo Tianqing looked at the monks on the martial arts platform, at this time, almost no one could keep their sanity anymore, and no one would have any scruples about cooperating with fellow disciples and brothers to fight against the enemy.

The scuffle on the first martial arts platform was terrifying, a large amount of blood almost stained Luo Tianqing's eyes, and the pain and screams of those sect disciples when they died were particularly harsh in the silent martial arts arena.

Luo Tianqing clenched her fists, pursed her lips, and her eyes were full of complexity, looking at the disciples of the various sects who had been gradually killed and controlled on the martial arts platform, and suddenly she didn't understand that even for the quota of the Tanghu Secret Realm, there was no need to spoil the carefully cultivated disciples so much and let them kill each other, right?

Thinking like this, Luo Tianqing suddenly felt a wave of eyes look towards her position. Luo Tianqing immediately turned his head to look over, and saw Qian Yi, who was sitting with other disciples of the Dan Period, grimacing at her, and then cheering her on.

Luo Tianqing glanced at the still bloody martial arts platform, and reluctantly pulled out a smile at Qian Yi before turning his head and continuing to look at the competition on the martial arts platform, the originally clenched fists were even harder, and a relaxed smile appeared in Qianyi's mind, and she couldn't help lowering her eyes to hide the suspicion that flashed in her eyes.

Is this kind of scene Qianyi really not seeing, or does she really not care?

Luo Tianqing remembered that when she was still in that remote village, the simple, kind and lovely woman mentioned by those old people sighed silently.

Perhaps, time can change everything, turning the once simple and kind woman into a completely indifferent to the undisguised bloody killing.

sighed slightly, and before I knew it, another half an hour had passed.

The results of the first melee finally came out, and after an hour of fighting, there were still two disciples in the foundation building period who remained on the competition platform in the end, and they were actually the disciples of Wenhemen who were wearing light green clothes!

Wenhemen is not ranked among the top ten sects, but its strength is still not to be underestimated, but even so, many sects did not expect that it would be the disciples of Wenhemen who won the first battle!

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