Seeing this, Elder Guo frowned, a little displeased, and said, "Broken Dragon, you are going to come to see this year's new disciple competition, then be quiet and don't disturb our normal order." ”

Even though Jun Polong was the chief disciple of the outer sect, on such an important and formal occasion as the New Disciple Competition, as an old disciple, he was still an outsider after all. This affected their business, and Elder Guo was still a little displeased.

Seeing this, Jun Polong had no choice but to suppress the shock and anger that erupted in his heart, and his face softened a little, but it was still as hard and ugly as a stone, his sharp lips were pursed together, and he moved slightly, and said in a deep voice: "The disciple knows that he is wrong, and it will no longer affect the progress of the competition." ”

Elder Liu on the side said very anxiously and in surprise: "Lost more than a dozen people? With the strength of the disciples of the Heavenly Extreme Sect, how is this possible? It shouldn't be anyway!"

Elder Xu's pair of snow-white thick eyebrows were also tightly wrinkled together, and he muttered: "Yes, in the outermost part of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, those spirit beasts that are no higher than the second order and fifth level cultivation, for them, although they are far from being the targets of chopping melons and vegetables, and abusing and killing at will, they will never let so many genius masters with high qualifications in Qinglong City fall!

Jun Hantian lowered his head, listening to the doubts and surprises of several elders, and the crowd of thousands of people behind him kept coming from dense discussions, just like the waves of the sea, overwhelmingly rushing towards him, trying to drown him. Jun Hantian clenched his teeth, his face was blue and distorted, and on his clenched squeaky fists, green tendons all burst out.

He wanted to raise his head and say something, but as soon as the thought came out, he immediately cut it off in his mind and restrained it.

As if sensing that Jun Hantian had something to say, the Linghu Sect Master, who had been silent on the sidelines and had no waves, finally opened his mouth slightly, and said in an old voice: "Jun Hantian, do you have anything you want to say? If you know something, you might as well say it, and everyone will know what is going on." ”

Hearing this, Jun Hantian's body suddenly stiffened, and he hurriedly shook his head and said, "The sect master has misunderstood. The disciple didn't have anything to say, and he didn't know what was going on. The disciples were also puzzled and surprised by this, but they were basically certain that there must be some abnormal situation in this, otherwise, the casualties of our Qinglong City disciples would not have been so unexpected!"