After Wang Yi entered the ripples, he was directly shocked by everything in front of him.

Here, like the outside world, there are countless mountains floating in the void, silver waterfalls are intertwined, and rare birds are all over the sky.

And the monks of the states stood on the top of a majestic mountain.

What shocked him was that a hundred meters away, there were two huge statues of gods.

The statue is hundreds of meters high, dark throughout, and I don't know what material it is made of. The face is deep, not angry and self-threatening.

They each stretched out their left and right hands, and asked the sky with their palms. It looks like the legendary two generals, and it also looks like the two golden wrestlers who moved mountains in mythology.

Behind the statue of the god, there is a huge ancient battle platform, a radius of 100 meters.

The surface of the battle platform was full of devastation, leaving countless shocking cracks, with significant edges and corners. Those were the traces left by the natal weapon in the battle of the ancestors.

Here, it is the meeting place of Xiandu - Dianjiangtai.

The battle platform was full of people, and at a glance, it was densely packed like flocks of grasshoppers, and there were more than 10,000 people.

The local 'natives' are all here.

When the monks saw this, they inhaled almost at the same time.

"Come with Me"

Boss Feng waved his sleeves and led the Hanzhou monks towards Dianjiangtai.

At the same time, when the natives of Xiandu found them, they turned their heads to watch, exchanged heads and talked about each other.

The state monks ignored it, followed closely the leader Yuan Ying, passed through the aisle, and entered the interior.

Near the point of the platform, there are hundreds of stone chairs that no one sits on, and these are for the monks of Kyushu.

Feng Lao led a group of people to wait and came to the location of Hanzhou.

"Infuse spiritual power into spirit stones"

He took out a Qiankun bag, and his palm shook slightly.

'Sneer'

The sound of breaking the air appeared, and eight spirit stones flew out of the bag and floated in front of the participating disciples, and the void rose and fell.

The disciples of each sect took the spirit stone and did it according to their words.

Slowly, on the spirit stone, the corresponding ancient characters appeared.

"!!"

Suddenly, an exclamation suddenly appeared, but it was Wang Yi.

The disciples of the various sects looked at him at the same time.

Wang Mou looked at the ancient characters on the spirit stone, grinned his teeth, and the egg shattered to the ground.

But see that there is a huge ancient character written on it: two.

Nima!

I just want to ask, is there a difference between this TM and one?

No one is lucky.

"Senior brother, what number are you?"

Luo Yiyi probed her pretty face and asked in a coquettish voice.

Wang Mou said with a sad face: "No. 2." ”

"Huh?"

Luo Yijiao snorted and said blankly: "God, you are the first to play?"

Wang nodded painfully and sat helplessly on the bluestone chair.

Luo Yiyi hurriedly sat down with him, timidly handed over the spirit stone in his hand, and asked, "What about me?"

Wang Yi took the other party's jade hand, turned it gently, and said, "One hundred and nine"

"Hmm"

After hearing this, Luo Yiyi pursed her lips, and there was no movement.

At the same time, the monks of the states have taken their places.

"Wang Yi, do your best, you must pay attention to safety. ”

After Li Tengyun sat down, he said slowly.

Now, he can't say anything more.

Wang Yi nodded, suddenly felt something, turned his face sideways, and met a watery gaze.

Yu Qinqiao blushed and said in a low voice: "Come on, don't get hurt." ”

"Hmm!"

Wang Yi responded, twisted his neck, and prepared to play.

At this time, Su Yannan and the others looked at him at the same time, with encouragement in their eyes.

It was Qu Wanqing, and the disdain in her beautiful eyes had faded a lot.

After all, they fought on behalf of Hanzhou and were comrades-in-arms.

More than ten minutes later, an immortal capital primordial infant walked onto the battle platform, raised his right hand, and pressed the void flat.

In an instant, the noise of the entire ancient battlefield stopped abruptly and became audible.

Everyone knows that the Kyushu meeting has officially begun.

Seeing that the voice had subsided, Xiandu Yuanying slowly spoke: "The monk I read is invited to come to the stage." Zhongzhou, Yuwentuo. Hanzhou, Wang Yi"

'Wow'

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire ancient battlefield was in an uproar, and it boiled directly.

"God, it's Yuwen Tuo?"

"What's the situation?"

"How are the numbers arranged?"

The monks of the various states also exclaimed, their faces shocked.

The monks in Hanzhou were stunned for a moment, and looked blankly at the Xiaoyao Sect, especially Wang Yi, their eyes were full of regret.

Li Tengyun's face suddenly turned pale, and the Yuqin master and apprentice panicked directly.

This Yuwen Tuo, but the seventh place in the last session of the martial arts, is the demon among the demons.

Wang Yi's luck is too bad

Could it be that the first round will stop?

"Huiwu is an elimination system?"

Wang Mou was incredulous and asked very calmly.

"Alas"

Li Tengyun sighed and said, "Only the top fifty are the polemic system." Wang Yi, don't think too much, do your best. Don't be discouraged if you lose, just come back next year."

Although Wang Yi is very rebellious, he is still not very optimistic.

No way, the top ten are too demonic, although Li Tengyun has not seen them, he knows that they are terrible.

According to legend, those demons can rely on their innate supernatural powers to compete with the strong Jindan.

How horrible is this?

"Hey"

Wang Yi smiled and slowly stood up: "Sect Master, don't worry, the first place in the martial arts, I will decide." ”

Li Tengyun looked at him blankly, opened his mouth, and couldn't say anything.

"Wang Yi, I believe you can win"

"Fuck it"

"What's wrong with seventh? You're aiming for the top three."

Good guys, Su Yannan, Murong Yu and Xuanyuan Tian shouted directly to cheer each other up.

Wang Yi looked at them, and his heart warmed. Then raise your right fist and raise it high above the top.

"Senior Brother"

Luo Yiyi stood up hurriedly, and the pair of jade hands directly supported Ailang's chest, and said in a low voice: "You must be careful." ”

"Hmm!"

Wang Yi nodded, gently stroked the other party's pretty face, and said softly: "Senior sister, don't worry, I won't lose." ”

Luo Yiyi pursed her lips, and then her pretty face raised, and she gave a fragrant kiss.

After Wang Yi was kissed, he licked his lips and said with a slightly evil smile: "It's too shallow, but it's not fun."

"You're necrotic"

After Luo Yiyi heard this, she suddenly flew her cheeks and muttered shyly.

Wang Yilang laughed and looked at Yuqin.

This beautiful Jin Dan couldn't say much, just said softly: "Come on"

Wang Yi nodded, and finally narrowed his eyes and looked at the ancient battle platform.

'Snort'

Suddenly, an afterimage pierced the sky and rushed towards the battle platform with lightning speed.

At the same time, the glow flickered in the north direction, and a dashing figure rose to the sky, appearing in the world.

The seventh place in the last session, Yuwen Tuo, came to the stage.

'Wow'

The voices in the audience became even more noisy, wave after wave.

Kyushu Huiwu began.

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