Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

"See Public"

Pan Long suddenly waved his long sleeves, and the voice of the law enforcement team seemed to be stuck in his throat, and suddenly stopped, and there was no sound, but the law enforcement team looked at Pan Long in puzzlement.

"My son is here and Brother Duan for the first time, so don't disturb this son and Brother Duan!"

Pan Long suddenly burst out with a kind of majesty, which made Duan Wuya stunned, and Pan Long at this moment made Duan Wuya feel strange.

"Sure enough, Pan Long, Pan Liang, this Pan Long is not Pan Liang's son, or Pan Liang's grandson, anyway, Pan Long's identity is not simple, but Pan Long's identity is like this, why do you want to participate in the enrollment of Tianyun Sect? This kind of person is like the second generation of officials or the second generation of rich people in later generations, and he always likes to play some things that are difficult for ordinary people to understand. ”

The crowd of onlookers suddenly looked at Pan Long in awe, Pan Long's identity was like a chasm, which could only make them look up!

"Yes, Childe!" The law enforcement team saluted in unison, their faces suddenly realized, and they looked at Duan Wuya with squeezing their eyebrows.

"Take away the young master of the Martial Dao Sect, this kind of scum, you must let the Martial Dao Sect give Tianyun Sect an explanation!"

Mo Chun's face was dead, he didn't expect to go out today and didn't look at the yellow calendar, and hit the iron plate! I originally thought that Duan Wuya was an iron plate, but I didn't expect that the person I wanted to rob was the real iron plate, the big iron plate!

Looking at Pan Long, who was giving orders and giving orders, Duan Wuya felt that his behavior was a little naïve and ridiculous at this moment, and the person he took action to protect was actually the son of the unattainable Tianyun Sect! Duan Wuya suddenly felt that there was an insurmountable gap between Pan Long and himself!

Just like when Ling Xue wanted to make friends with Duan Wuya, Duan Wuya had an inextinguishable thought that the emperor would never be with a beggar and make friends sincerely!

"Go ahead!"

"Subordinates retire!"

With the departure of the law enforcement team, the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, and at this moment, all the people suddenly changed from envying Pan Long, and they all deeply envied Duan Wuyan.

You must know that a sect is often inherited in the form of a family, and the identity of the young master of the sect is very noble, even if it is a disciple of a sect, it cannot be compared with these people. Duan Wuya climbed to the son of the Tianyun Sect, what a blessing it was!

As the flow of people dispersed, only Duan Wuya and Pan Long were left in front of the tent, and there was silence between the two of them for a while.

"It's not early, I'm going to rest!" Duan Wuya felt a deep sense of exhaustion at the moment, and before Pan Long could react, Duan Wuya had already entered the tent.

Pan Long opened his mouth, and finally sighed deeply, looked at Duan Wuya's tent with a complicated face, shook his head, and sat in front of the tent with a look of resentment

Time is like flowing water, half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, in the past half a month, Duan Wuya has not come out of the tent once, and all the time has been cultivating. The punishment of the Law Enforcement Hall made Duan Wuya have to go all out and stay at his peak in order to better deal with all the difficulties that will occur in the Martial God Space.

Hiding in the tent is actually a kind of escape psychology for Duan Wuya, Duan Wuya doesn't know how he should face Pan Long, a strange-looking man, it's really difficult to get along with.

Fortunately, Pan Long didn't disturb Duan Wuya in the past half a month, only the roaring sound of the Forest of Death came from time to time, and there was the sound of fighting, which made Duan Wuya despise it very much. These ignorant children are always swayed by a vanity of fame.

"Bell, bell!"

The low bell rang suddenly into Duan Wuya's ears, and Duan Wuya hurriedly got out of the tent, and above this is not a big plain, an old man stood in the air, his clothes fluttering.

"Martial God Space opens!" With the words of the old man in the air, the two mysterious light curtain doors slowly opened, revealing a kind of desolation and mystery.

Looking at the old man standing in the air and the slowly opening light curtain gate, the people below were envious of the old man standing in the air, this is what a martial artist above the void realm can do!

The foundation of the Tianyun Sect is really profound, and I don't know how many hidden powerhouses there are behind it, although Hua Wushuang is mysterious and powerful, he also has to take care of the Tianyun Sect, maybe it's because of this!

The opening of the Martial God Space is also the person who came to participate in the selection of the disciples of the Tianyun Sect, the moment of change of fate, only by completing the task of the Martial God Space, can they be qualified for the next round of competition, this is just a kind of audition-like knockout, I don't know how many people will leave with regrets!

Looking at the crowd of people who couldn't see the end of the black pressure, some in groups of three or five, some in groups of dozens, each group was distinct and did not interfere with each other. Within half a month, they had already formed their own teams, and they all had excited smiles on their faces, and they were looking forward to the Martial God space!

"Enter the Martial God Space, life and death depend on fate! The time to enter the Martial God Space lasts for a month, this month you must get a hundred Beast Pills, of course, the Beast Pills above the second order are counted, the third-order Beast Pills are worth ten second-order Beast Pills, the fourth-order Beast Pills are equivalent to one hundred second-order Beast Pills, if you are lucky and get the fifth-order Beast Pills, congratulations, you don't have to participate in the next competition, what position is the entire Tianyun Sect, or who to worship as a teacher, you can choose!"

The old man's cold joke, no one laughed, everyone was solemn. The second-order spirit beast is equivalent to the martial artist of the Ning Yuan Realm, and so on, the more advanced the spirit beast, the more terrifying the strength, the physical body of the spirit beast is strong, and the combat effectiveness is very strong, the human martial artist within the same level is difficult to be the opponent of the spirit beast!

The most important thing is that each person wants a hundred Spirit Beast Pills, which is a huge number!

Duan Wuya was dumbfounded at this time, Lao Tzu's task was even more arduous, you are a hundred, Lao Tzu has to get three hundred to complete the task! The martial artists who had sensed it looked at Duan Wuya one after another, and some of them were both jealous and happy.

"As long as you have the strength, no matter what method you use, whether you rob or kill people and sell goods, as long as you can complete the task, you can enter the next round of the competition!

Life and death are fate, any means can be used, as long as you get enough Beast Pill, it's really cruel! I don't know how many people can't get out of the Martial God Space anymore! And Tianyun Sect can get Beast Pill effortlessly, it's really a good way to collect money!

Duan Wuya couldn't help but sneer, in the eyes of these strong people, human life is simply like a mustard, worthless!

No matter how cruel it is, there are still so many martial artists who follow one after another, and in order for the path of martial arts to be smooth in the future, it is worth fighting hard.

"Duan Wuya, be careful!"

Just as Duan Wuya was about to step into the gate of the Martial God Space, Pan Long's voice sounded behind him, Pan Long's face was full of trust and encouragement, Duan Wuya nodded lightly, and plunged into the mysterious door of the Martial God Space.

The road to the strong, this is just the starting point!

PS.5.15 "The starting point" is raining red envelopes! Starting at 12 noon, grab a round every hour, and a large wave of 515 red envelopes depends on luck. You all go and grab it, and the starting coins you grabbed continue to subscribe to my chapters!