"Is it space-time teleportation?" Ji Yiqiu's pupils shrank and he exclaimed softly. Literature Fans.

In the eyes of ordinary people, that fluctuation is indeed a spatial fluctuation, but in the eyes of Ji Yiqiu, a person who perceives the realm of time and space, it is a space-time teleportation that is above space and time.

With an explosion, everyone subconsciously retreated a few feet away, staring at the vortex that was gradually condensing in the sky with fear in their eyes.

The vortex spun rapidly, and the energy of the extreme of the riot poured out of it, which was incomparable.

But gradually, the energy of the riot began to stabilize, and a channel faintly appeared in the whirlpool.

"Out. Seeing the formation of the passage, Mu Hantian let out a low shout, and then after a while, the people of Shenmuling rose to the sky and took the lead in entering the passage.

"Thousand Illusion Sect. Mu Hantian looked at Phantom Wufan, Phantom Wufan arched his hand slightly, and also gave a low shout, leading everyone into the passage.

Ji Yiqiu patted the skirt on his shoulder, and said with a slight smile: "Don't be afraid of the skirt, let's go." As he spoke, he and Niu Soul and Yang Ling also took off into the air and flew into the passage.

"Yu sacred. ”

"Seven Kills. ”

"The Temple of Heaven. ”

"Fire Emperor Sect. ”

The six first-level forces all entered the passage, and Mu Hantian took a deep look at the three thousand universes, and then also entered the passage.

Ji Yiqiu knew that this was space-time teleportation, and the other side of the channel was the Qiankun battlefield, where was this Qiankun battlefield, and it still needed space-time teleportation?

Everyone in the passage was a little dizzy, none of the six first-level forces had a high-level god, and the strongest person here was the Ox Soul. But at this moment, except for Niu Soul, Ji Yiqiu, and Yang Ling, the rest of the people are more or less uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the discomfort quickly dissipated, and with the bright light flashing, everyone disappeared into the passage in unison.

The sky was spinning, dizzy, and when Ji Yiqiu came back to his senses, he was already on a huge rock 6.

The surroundings were extremely desolate, and as far as the eye could see, there were chasms, gravel, and cracked ground, and among them, there was a faint smell of fish.

"This is the Qiankun battlefield?" Yang Ling's voice came, Ji Yiqiu looked back, and everyone was there.

Phantom Wufan said: "No, this is just the periphery of the Qiankun battlefield, we need to conduct an assessment here, and only by passing the assessment can we have the glory of fighting for the three thousand universes and billions of living beings." ”

"I'm afraid that no one will be rare for this kind of glory. Yang Ling said in one direction, where the Seven Killing Sect and other forces were located.

"When you get here, you can't help them, unless they have the capital to fight against the four top forces. Phantom Wufan sneered.

Among the three thousand universes, their six first-level forces didn't even know the sect addresses of the four top-level forces, how could they fight against them? They only knew that above them, there was an extremely powerful existence.

"Brother Han Tian, are we still waiting here?" Fire Emperor Sect Wu Huang spoke, with impatience in his eyes.

"Last time, we waited for a hundred years, is it still this time?" The Seven Killing Gate Shura Corpse King was also a little disgusted.

The Dark Monarch of the Heaven Covering Temple, all in pitch black, as if shrouded in black mist, also said at this moment: "If I wait for such a long time, I need to do my own thing first. As he spoke, he looked at Ji Yiqiu, and at the same time, a cold killing intent also spread.

"Dark King, do you dare to be arrogant here?, do you try it?" said a middle-aged man standing at the forefront of the Yu Sacred Land.

"Samsara, do you have the right to speak?" the Shura Corpse King stared at Samsara, with a bloody glint in his eyes.

"Then the Shura Corpse King, do you have the right to speak?" Phantom Wufan also spoke, the six first-level forces, the camps were clear, and they were already-for-tat at this moment.

In the face of all this, Ji Yiqiu has an understanding through the memory of killing the fell.

The so-called selection of these four top forces is to select the most powerful group of people from among so many of their median gods and upper gods. Only this group of people are qualified to go to the depths of the Qiankun battlefield and join forces with the four top forces to fight against the undead demons.

And the rest of the people, where did they come from?

Therefore, before this selection began, the six first-level forces attacked each other, because they knew that sooner or later they would fight.

"Brother Hantian, we're asking you. "The Shura Corpse King is too lazy to pay attention to the illusion.

Mu Hantian glanced at the Shura Corpse King lightly, and then his face gradually climbed with a touch of coldness, and he spit out the words: "You, shut up." ”

"Mu Hantian, you ......" The lungs of the Shura Corpse King exploded, this Mu Hantian simply didn't take him in his eyes!

"Mu Hantian, do you think that if you are protected by the four top forces, I am afraid that you will not succeed?" said the Shura Corpse King angrily.

"Try one more thing. Mu Hantian was still cold, but in those eyes, there were two cold flames faintly bursting out.

Suddenly, just as everyone was about to fight, a pitch-black gap suddenly cracked in the sky, and four brilliant streamers descended from it, levitating above everyone's heads.

When the light cleared, four young men and women were revealed.

None of them are very high in cultivation, they are only middle-rank gods, but they all have ancient characters on their sleeves.

"East, South, West, North......" is an ancient and obscure text, but everyone present instantly understood it.

"This is the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the East Imperial Palace, the West King Palace, the Southern Emperor's Mansion, and the Northern Monarch Pavilion?" everyone was shocked.

There are four young men and women in the sky, their cultivation is not high, but their temperament is good, and the fierce aura on their bodies is simply condensed to the extreme. This made everyone not doubt their combat power in the slightest.

They looked at the people below, and one of the men smiled faintly: "Introduce yourself, I am the Holy Son of Beijun Pavilion, Beimen Yi." Next to him is the Holy Son of the Southern Emperor Mansion, Nanmen Ling. ”

After speaking, he smiled slightly, and looked at a woman beside Nanmen Ling, "This is the holy daughter of the Xiwang Palace, Ximen Yaoxue." The one next to her was the East Gate of the Eastern Imperial Palace. ”

"You don't need to remember our names, and don't look at our cultivation, here, only the level of combat power is divided. You are a group of people who can overcome us by a finger. Beimen Yi smiled evilly.

"That bull soul can beat us. As for you, you're just a bunch of shit. Nanmen Ling sneered, crossed his arms to his chest, and looked at everyone with contempt.

"Without further ado, if you want to represent Sanqianyu in that glorious battle, you must first pass the test we have set for you. Dongmen took a step forward and said, and Beimen Yi suddenly shut up.

"The test is very simple, on this rock big 6, if you live for a long time, you can be considered to have passed the test. There was a hint of playfulness in Dongmen's eyes.

"Remember, it's a long life. Beimen Yi talked the most, haha laughed.

Everyone was surprised, and subconsciously looked at this rock big 6 again, at this moment, they seemed to finally see the difference of this rock big 6.

Here, it doesn't seem so easy to survive.