At the end of the battle, the personnel alternated, Wan Xianlin returned to the center of the battlefield with a flat gaze, and Qin Yan and Mu Bingling each led their clansmen back to the family area of the main peak of Jiulong.

Seeing Mu Bingling returning, the six elders of Xuanbing Valley walked up quickly, everyone's eyes showed heartfelt concern, among them, Bing Wu and Bing Su both greeted them, pulling Mu Bingling is a burst of booing, but they didn't say a word about the result of the clan comparison, as if they had no interest in it for a long time.

In the face of the care of the two, Mu Bingling was a little ashamed, but more of a feeling was warmth, in addition to the Mu family, this is the second place that allows her to integrate without feeling repulsed.

"Please be silent!"

However, at this moment, a loud and serious voice sounded from the center of the battlefield again, and it also pulled everyone's eyes to Wan Xianlin, the source of the voice.

Standing with his sleeves folded, Wan Xianlin looked particularly solemn at this time, he glanced at the audience seats in front of him, his eyes passed, all of them were silent, seeing this, Wan Xianlin couldn't help but retract his gaze with satisfaction.

"At this point, the competition of the first battle has been completed, the old man congratulates the above four forces for being promoted to the top four, they are: Turtle Spirit Sect! Tianji Pavilion! Holy Tomb Mountain! Listen to the Rain Pavilion! Congratulations, this is a symbol of your strength, and it is also a report of the family's progress in the past hundred years. The old man hereby announced that if the forces promoted to the top four are promoted, the annual allocation of holy pill resources in the next hundred years will increase by two percent, the distribution of pills below the holy grade will increase by fifty percent, and in addition, the number of Holy Ding Master Keqing elders will increase by two. ”

"Shhhhh

As soon as these words came out, it was like falling into the sea, rolling up a monstrous wave, not to mention the outside world watchers, even the hermit family couldn't help but be stunned, not to mention anything else, just the increase in pill resources was enough to compare with the second place in the previous session! What was even more shocking was that they also increased the number of Elder Keqing of the Holy Ding Master! And the increase was two!

You must know that even if it is their hidden family, there are only a few Holy Ding Masters, and for the sake of these Holy Ding Masters, they almost didn't break through the gate of the Ding Palace, and the difficulty of it cannot be praised by outsiders at all. It's just that this is not difficult to understand, after all, even in the Ding Palace, there are only a hundred Saint Ding Master level existences! But this clan ratio is only the top four, and it can have two Saint Ding Master Elders to join! What about the next round of promotion? What about the battle of Wu Kui? Is the Ding Palace crazy? This is no longer as simple as making a bloody foundation!

It was only at this time that Xiaoyao Pavilion, Hidden Sword Villa, and Xuan Bing Valley showed a regretful expression. Seeing this, Wan Xianlin exhaled softly and said comfortingly, "But the family forces that have not been promoted don't have to feel pity, the old man announced that in addition to the Thunder God Temple, which gave up the qualifications to participate, Xiaoyao Pavilion, Tibetan Sword Mountain Palm, Xuanbing Valley, in the next hundred years, the annual distribution of holy pills will increase by one percent, and the distribution of pills below the holy products will increase by three percent, in addition, the allocation of saint Ding Master Keqing will increase by one percent." ”

"This ......"

"Joy is put to the back. ”

Finding that the atmosphere of shock was about to be set off again, Wan Xianlin immediately suppressed all the shocks, and then said, "After a day of fighting, both physically and mentally, everyone is already very tired, in order to rest early to recover the best condition, the opposing force of the next round of battle is drawn here, Turtle Spirit Sect!"

"Whoosh!"

As Wan Xianlin's words fell, a burly and sturdy figure flashed directly to the center of the battlefield, it was the leader of the Turtle Spirit Sect, Xu Mao!

Wan Xianlin tilted his head towards his jaw, and a random crystal appeared in the palm of his hand, "Let's start." ”

Xu Mao nodded, leaned out his palm and pressed it on the random crystal, the yuan force was injected, and the cyan light rose, and three huge handwritings condensed by the blue light were engraved into the Sky Listening Rain Pavilion!

In this situation, Wan Xianlin announced loudly, "The next round of battles is formed: Turtle Spirit Sect vs. Tingyu Pavilion, and Tianji Pavilion vs. Holy Tomb Mountain!"

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