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After the burner left, behind a thousand-year-old tree, four other figures appeared, and the applause rang out.

The Four Kings of Tsing Yi Pavilion!

"Senior Brother Emperor, why didn't we find out that you had such a good brain before, the four ruthless people who were close to the forefront among the true disciples were completely accepted by you. ”

Wu Xu Zhen's face was full of amazement, when Emperor Yunxiao informed them of the plan, they didn't believe that Lou Qianmo, Yan Xuan and the others could be swayed by them.

"Acting according to the plan, Senior Brother Emperor has created a rather favorable situation for us. Xu Zhen, you have been hiding for so long, and the elixir of God's junior brother is enough to suppress Hu Qianxun and Lou Qianmo.

Shaochuan, your duty is to consume the mana and energy of those people as much as possible, and pave the way for Xu Zhen and the emperor's junior disciples, as for Shi Chong, your opponent is Gou Lingyu's jackal. ”

On the side, the Wind King Dugu's ruthless mouth was about to grin behind his ears, and Emperor Yunxiao joined forces with him to lay out, almost killing the top true disciples of the Qingxia Ancient Sect.

This time, he wanted to make Ji Xuan, Gou Lingyu and the others suffer a lot, and in a year's time, the true disciples of the Tsing Yi Pavilion were not less suppressed by Ji Xuan.

"Got it!"

The others nodded in agreement, and after a few breaths, the breeze blew, and there was no longer any figure at the top of the mountain, as if everything just now was just illusory.

A month and a half is just a blink of an eye for immortal cultivators.

The time of the selection was held as scheduled, and due to the major events related to the determination of the sect, the place of ranking competition was not open to the public, and even the inner door and some elders did not know the specific process.

In a small world of nothingness, the miasma of smoke was filled, and the twenty-seven true disciples of the inner gate and the disciples of the nine great feudal kings of the inner gate were all put here.

The top management of the sect chose the most unexpected way of competition, and the thirty-six most outstanding disciples of the Qingxia Ancient Sect would engage in a scuffle, and whoever could laugh and be proud to the end would be the ultimate winner.

When the rules of competition were announced, the faces of many disciples were varied, some were happy and some were worried.

The good news is that those who are ranked lower, especially the few Fengwang disciples of the inner gate, their hopes were originally the smallest, but the rules promulgated by the sect gave them a chance.

After only a short period of hesitation, even if the nine Fengwang disciples of the inner gate were in different camps, they quickly chose to join forces and fight against the true disciples of the inner gate.

Di Yunxiao raised his head, looking at the white clouds, and the corners of his mouth outlined a cold arc.

The hunt began, a gluttonous feast, with revenge and revenge.

This small world is a naturally formed secret realm, connected to the true world of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, called the Fog Capital, which is shrouded in fog all year round.

Emperor Yunxiao glanced around, his rich experience in the field made him able to discern the direction perfectly.

The huge and pure divine thoughts swept away in all directions, his expression froze, and Emperor Yunxiao was stunned to realize that the divine thoughts that he could easily envelop a radius of three hundred miles could only be found to be three or four miles away.

In other words, within the Fog Capital, the Divine Mind was limited and could only detect the original one percent of the range.

Choosing a direction, Emperor Yunxiao spread his feet and ran wildly, his feet constantly stomping on the surface of the ground to attract the attention of the other disciples.

When the sect sent them into the small world of the fog capital, it was completely scattered, and Di Yunxiao's move might provoke some strong enemies, but being strong is willful.

To tell the truth, after being promoted to the Purple Mansion Monarch, Di Yunxiao very much hoped to be able to fight with the Sword Emperor Qu Jiangqiu with all his might, since Ji Xuan defeated the other party, now the object of the challenge has shifted.

Soon, Emperor Yunxiao's furious trampling voice attracted a special existence, a creature hidden in the dense white mist.

Cloud White Bat!

The large carnivorous beasts that live in the fog capital, the ferocious beasts that have inherited the characteristics of some giant bats in the Middle Ages, and their favorite thing is to hunt moving ground creatures.

Emperor Yunxiao ran wildly in the gravel-strewn mountain stream, and a silver-white figure slid through the cloud-covered sky, as fast as lightning, if it weren't for his amazing spiritual sense, he might not have been able to find this evil beast at all.

"The four-zhang body, faster than the bald eagle, is enough to shake the mountain stone into a pile of powder special sound waves, this is an invisible evil beast that kills people. ”

Di Yunxiao was alert in his heart, subconsciously stomped his feet, and moved to the left, and the area where he was originally standing, the ground within a radius of three zhang instantly collapsed, forming an arc-shaped hole.

Dissociated!

The hard stone slab on the ground was broken down into a pile of pieces by the mysterious power in an instant, which was a killing move far beyond the power of the normal sonic law.

Emperor Yunxiao secretly scolded unlucky, if he was not wrong as expected, the cloud and mist white bat he encountered was likely to be a king-level evil beast in the fog capital, at least a quasi-human-level monster.

The fog capital is one of the large-scale trial places of the sect, and the king-level evil beasts in it are the existence that even real giants dare to do, especially the Cloud Mist White Bat King, who is the killer at the top of the food chain.

Under the special environmental conditions of the Fog Capital, the threat ability of the Cloud White Batter King is enough to rival or even exceed that of a true true Great Cultivator.

It's a big problem!

He originally made a fuss, just hoping to attract other disciples of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, but he didn't expect to provoke the most tricky monster, one is not careful, this will kill people.

Ahhh

Just when Emperor Yunxiao was running wildly, trying to get rid of the prying eyes of the Cloud White Bat King, a sharp scream sounded.

"Oh oh! it looks like someone is worse than me, has he been targeted by the fierce beasts of the fog capital, the cloud and mist white bat king is nearby, let out such a sharp howl, this is a disaster. ”

Although he was far away, Di Yunxiao could hear that it should be a true disciple who was fighting the murderer, and the aura of the Cloud White Bat King above his head had disappeared, and he should go to the other party for trouble.

Emperor Yunxiao reined in his breath and quickly disappeared into the jungle of laughing bushes on the ground, groping his way in the direction where the roar came from.

Half a pillar of incense, when Emperor Yunxiao arrived, the battle had already ended hastily, and there were more than a dozen huge white bats lying on the ground, and the dark green smelly blood was disgusting.

Above the corpses of the many clouds and mist bats, a disciple wearing a true biography brocade robe knelt on half a knee, half of his sleeves empty, and blinding blood flowing down from his broken cuffs.

It seems that in the battle of Fang Cai, this true disciple was besieged and flanked and broke one of his arms.

He didn't know this person, it should be a certain true disciple who has been out all the year round, his face is ugly at the moment, his head is up to the sky, and he is staring at the top of his head, as if he is afraid of something.

Whew!

The mountain wind howled, and a huge white figure disappeared and appeared in the clouds, and a monstrous momentum pressed down on the ground.