Time has passed, and it has come to the day of the sect's big competition, and Yang Mu and Senior Brother Mei have once again come to the front of Wanzong Pavilion.

The old man they had seen before was holding a thin book in his hand and stood at the top of the steps, and under the stage were the elites of the various sects in the imperial city. These monks are the highest combat strength among the younger generation of the Imperial City, and they are all majestic and extraordinary. Each sect sent seven people to gather together, and Yang Mu and the two looked a little dazzling among them.

"Isn't that Senior Brother Mei of the Chiyuan Sect, why did he come here to participate in the sect competition, isn't he the only one left in the Chiyuan Sect who is in the Divine Xi Realm?"

"Heh, didn't you see the person next to him? It seems that he was deceived, and it is estimated that he will leave the Chiyuan Sect after this big competition. ”

"Yes, if it weren't for the existence of such a shameful sect as the Chiyuan Sect in the Imperial City, I'm afraid I would have forgotten the minimum standard for participating in the sect competition. ”

"It's really disappointing to be an opponent with such a sect. ”

Yang Mu saw Senior Brother Mei's pale face gradually turning iron-blue, and couldn't help but want to refute those people, but was stopped by Senior Brother Mei.

Senior Brother Mei whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "The Chiyuan Sect will fall to this point today, and I am also to blame, but this time the sect is in a big competition, I will take back the dignity of the sect no matter what I say!"

"The hour has come, please follow me to the ancestral land," the old man coughed a few times, and everyone who was originally discussing it instantly quieted down, "All the rules are the same, presumably you have studied them clearly in the sect, and the old man will not repeat them." ”

Yang Mu suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he poked Senior Brother Mei and asked, "Why didn't you see the ring?"

"Ring?" Senior Brother Mei was stunned, and then replied with some surprise, "This is the great competition of the sect, and it is not a martial arts competition, of course there is no ring, then again, you don't know the rules of the great competition of the sect, right?"

"Uh-" Yang Mu smiled bitterly, he had subconsciously thought that this sect competition was in the form of a ring competition. Although he was in the early stage of the Divine Dawn Realm, he could compete with the monks in the late stage of the Divine Dawn Realm with his countless means, so he was confident that he could help the Chiyuan Sect win this big competition, however, the rules did not seem to be what he imagined.

"I really can't do anything about you," Senior Brother Mei said with a smile, "This sect is divided into three categories, the first is to find beacons in the ancestral land of the human race, and rank them according to the number of beacons they have won, the first place will be scored fifteen points, the second place will be scored fourteen points, and so on, the fifteenth place is the bottom, and you can only get one point." If there are sects with the same scores, they will be considered tied, and the rankings will continue to be postponed downward. ”

The ancestral land of the human race is in a great wilderness outside the imperial city. In Yang Mu's memory, it was from there that the human race originated, slash-and-burn, and fought against the will of heaven, until a long time ago, when this imperial city was established.

Now the Imperial City is the first city of the human race with a long history, but the ancestral land has been abandoned for many years, and it has gradually returned to the wilderness, which has gradually bred a lot of strangeness. Therefore, over the years, the great competitions of the sects in the imperial city have to send disciples to sharpen here, and the imperial court will send special strong people to place hundreds of beacons in the ancestral land, and then the elite disciples sent by the fifteen sects will compete for it.

"But one thing to be aware of, in the ancestral land, no one will protect us, and if there is danger, we will really die. Senior Brother Mei suddenly said, "Moreover, the battles between the disciples of the various sects are basically tacitly fought for their lives, and they will never die. ”

"It's just a sect competition, is it necessary to be so cruel?" Yang Mu saw Senior Brother Mei make such a serious expression for the first time, and at the same time, he was a little puzzled by the rules of this sect competition.

"Indeed, on the surface, this is just a simple sect competition," Senior Brother Mei still looked awe-inspiring, and said, "but if you can prove yourself in this competition, you will be directly promoted by the imperial court, which is the long-cherished wish of all the monks in the imperial city, and is regarded as the glory of the Terran monks." ”

Yang Mu was a little speechless, as soon as this guy talked about the affairs of the imperial court, his eyes immediately lit up. This reminded Yang Mu of when he was in the restaurant before, and when those people mentioned that the peerless genius of Aotian Sect was promoted by the imperial court, they were all envious, and they didn't know what the benefits of being promoted by the imperial court would be.

While speaking, everyone had already walked to the central area of the Imperial City, which was the core area of the Imperial City, and in addition to the residences of civil and military officials, there were dozens of teleportation arrays, large and small. Muning Prefecture has a vast territory, and if there is an emergency, the news will be conveyed through the teleportation array.

As for the one used by the disciples of the various sects, it was just a simple formation, made of some stones, and carved with quaint patterns. These teleportation arrays have been around for countless years, and no one has been able to make them now, and no one is going to use these teleportation arrays for research.

Each sect sent seven elite disciples, and the Chiyuan Sect, except for Yang Mu and Senior Brother Mei, were all disciples who had just started and did not have the slightest combat power, so only the two of them participated. No more, no less, there were exactly a hundred people, these people were divided into four groups, boarded the teleportation array, and with the activation of the formation, they would be directly teleported to a random location in the ancestral land.

Senior Brother Mei stuffed a piece of jade pendant into Yang Mu's hand before leaving, and then stepped into the teleportation array first. The old man of Wanzong Pavilion suddenly burst out with a mountain-like momentum, but he didn't expect that he was also a strong man, and with a finger of his hand, a surging true qi burst out, filling the teleportation array, and activating the formation.

Yang Mu was shocked in his heart, this old man's cultivation was really terrifying, and in the imperial city, there were indeed many capable people. Looking at the jade pendant that Senior Brother Mei stuffed into him, Yang Mu immediately understood Senior Brother Mei's intentions.

The pendant is made of a type of twin jade, divided into two pieces, which change color and point to each other when they are separated. In the ancestral land, as long as Senior Brother Mei had another jade pendant in his hand, they would soon be able to merge.

However, the cost of this jade pendant is extremely high, at least in Yang Mu's memory, it is not something that ordinary people can use.

Without thinking too much, Yang Mu walked onto the teleportation array, and the old man urged the formation again and sent them all into the ancestral land.

Yang Mu only felt that the true qi around his body was raging, as if he was about to tear himself apart, and the picture in front of him became distorted. However, just when these forces were about to threaten them, they suddenly dissipated, and the scene in front of them was already hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Yang Mu was in the middle of a jungle, which was quiet and a little weird, except for the occasional sound of leaves swaying in the wind and rubbing against each other. "There's something quirky here. Yang Mu leaned over and grabbed a handful of soil, the soil here was extremely soft and had a faint smell of blood.

"Look at the sword!" Just when Yang Mu was concentrating on observing the strangeness here, someone suddenly attacked with a sword, and this sword stabbed out in a sinister and vicious way.

"You're looking for death!" Yang Mu's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and his fingers shook the back of the sword, staggering the edge by a few inches. The man was shocked, he didn't expect his sword to stab in the air.

Taking advantage of the fact that this person's remaining strength was not exhausted, Yang Mu stepped forward and slapped his lower abdomen with a palm, and the sound of bones shattering followed, and this person was directly slapped out, and slammed into a tree trunk, almost breaking the giant tree that was more than two people thick.

Yang Mu relaxed slightly, the man actually bounced up, and between the shaking of the blade, three phantoms appeared, attacking Yang Mu again. This person's body is vigorous, and his moves are unexpected, in a vain attempt to solve Yang Mu in a short time.

Yang Mu's heart was guarded, and the Ice Array Imperial Dragon instantly made up the killing array around him, and countless sharp sword qi crushed all the phantoms, and even this person's body was caught off guard, falling down with scars all over his body, coughing up a mouthful of blood. Yang Mu stepped forward again, threw out a few punches, and slapped the person on the trunk of the tree on the side again, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"Young man, please don't kill me," the man said with a mouthful of blood and gasping for breath, "spare my life, I'm willing to give you the beacon!"

"If I had been a little negligent just now, I'm afraid that I wouldn't even have a chance to beg for mercy now, and I would have died directly under your sword," Yang Mu took an envelope that exuded a dim glow from his hand and said lightly, "But since the rule of this sect conference is to never die, I can not pursue your sneak attack on me, and let you go like this." ”

"Thank you, thank you Shaoxia......" The man breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him again and again, but heard Yang Mu say again, "But I still want to kill you, because you lied to me, there should be a beacon on you that hasn't been handed over, right?"

Because the beacons are immediately distributed in the wilderness, in order not to be ignored, this kind of thing will have a certain unique atmosphere, and will emit fluctuations that are easy to perceive. Yang Mu's divine sense was a little stronger than that of ordinary people, and he easily captured the aura of another beacon on this person's body.

"You ......" the man's eyes widened, not knowing what to say, "I'm from the Aotian Sect, as long as you let me live, the rest of my sect will come soon, and we will be safe!"

"When they arrive, will you be safe with me?" Yang Mu sneered, "If you think I'll believe this kind of thing, I think it's a waste of the resources of the monk world to let you go." ”

"Then you can kill me!" the man roared, "As long as you dare to do something to me, the rest of the Aotian Sect will not let you go." ”

"I've already grovelled and begged for mercy, and now I want to pretend to be tough before I die, it's really a soft bone that I admire. Yang Mu's face was like frost, and he took down the Heavenly Power Sword from his back.

"Stop!" Just as Yang Mu was about to start, he heard a whistling sound behind him, Yang Mu had a hint of foreboding, and hurriedly dodged. It was a sharp flying knife, trying to force Yang Mu away, but after Yang Mu avoided it, it directly hit the half-dead unlucky ghost.

"Senior brother—" A young man arrived, it should be the person this person said before he died, a member of their Proud Heaven Sect. When this man saw that his brother was dead, his eyes were tearing and he roared.

"What are you yelling about," Yang Mu frowned and said coldly, "It's obvious that you killed your junior brother with a flying knife, but you looked in pain there." ”

"If you hadn't killed my junior brother, how could I have used a throwing knife, and how could my junior brother have died!" the young man roared and became furious.

"This is a profound question, but even so, it was you who killed him yourself," Yang Mu sneered, "Don't shirk your responsibility, face the reality." ”

"Senior Brother Chu, what's going on?" Just as Yang Mu and the others were arguing, four more young people rushed over, Yang Mu's heart moved slightly, it seems that the Aotian Sect also has its own means, which can gather all the people in the sect in a short period of time.

"Ah-" one of the female friars cried out, "Senior Brother Li, that's Senior Brother Li's corpse!"

Chu Tianao's face was gloomy, and he pointed at Yang Mu, "It's this person who killed Li Dong, and I will avenge him!"