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The three dragons dragged their scarred bodies and flew towards the altar.

Behind him, in the long yellow sand, several corpses dressed in gray linen fell into the sand, and the unfinished blood stained the yellow sand under them red, which was particularly poignant.

At this moment, led by a disciple with a hooked nose and a gloomy face, two wounded miscellaneous disciples were closely guarded by the left and right, and the three of them hurried towards the altar, rushing to the ancient altar standing in the corner of the desert before the return of the three dragons.

It's just that the jade bottle that was supposed to hold the Qi Condensing Pill on the altar has long since disappeared, leaving only the empty altar, mercilessly laughing at the three of them.

"Ahh

The sound of madness and anger spread far and far in the desert.

It took a lot of effort to promise all kinds of benefits, and it was only then that the miscellaneous disciples in this area were gathered together and the three dragons were lured out. In order not to cause a backlash from everyone, he even went into battle shirtless to participate in the battle, but unexpectedly, in this short period of time, the Qi Condensing Pill was taken away by the yellow finch hidden behind!

"Senior Brother Chen, what now?" The two disciples on the left and right of the guard both had ugly faces, but they had to think about what was going on.

Chen Liang, the hook-nosed disciple, forcibly suppressed his anger and hissed, "Go, go to the core place, the kid who stole the Qi Condensation Pill will definitely go there!"

"If we can grab two Qi Condensing Pills, we will have a better chance in this selection!"

The two of them whispered, followed Chen Liang, quickly left the altar, and headed all the way east towards the core place, leaving the three Jiaolong who were about to return far behind.

At this moment, a few miles north of the path of the three of them, in the cave covered by weeds on the shady side of the hill, there were bursts of forcibly suppressed howls and muffled hums, and the petite miscellaneous disciples were hunched over and rolled on the ground.

The pale face, the bruised arms, the convulsive and spasmodic body, the rolling sweat, and the black blood that was constantly draining from the pores all over the body all proved that this miscellaneous disciple was suffering greatly.

The violent medicinal power of the Qi Condensing Pill raged in his weak body, and the fierce pain like a tidal wave tortured him to death, but he always held on to a trace of clarity and did not dare to let himself pass out.

The fish leaps into the dragon gate, the last step of condensing qi into immortals!

How can I fall here, fall here and kick at the door!

If you can get rid of your humble fate, what if this pain is ten thousand times stronger!

A touch of obsession flashed in his scattered pupils, Xu Mu gritted his teeth, and supported it to the death, resisting the domineering medicinal power of the Qi Condensing Pill.

"Boom!"

The rich heaven and earth aura of the selection place swarmed in, burrowing into Xu Mu's body, repairing the scarred meridians and body, a powerful momentum rose from his body, and the grass and vines outside the cave seemed to feel this breath, and lowered their bodies slightly.

"Hahaha......"

Crying maniacal laughter lingered in the cavern for a long time, and a small gray figure flashed and sped towards the core. A howling wind blew beside him, raising the ends of his black hair, revealing the iron-like gaze below.

Due east, led by Meng Jian and Xu Yuan, a group of miscellaneous disciples assisted by the side, and had been fighting with the Netherworld Tiger for several hours, quietly leading it away from the altar.

"Is there still no movement from the team that went to fetch the Qi Condensing Pill?" Meng Tuan asked with a punch that forced the Netherworld Tiger back, gasping for breath.

The miscellaneous disciple standing at the top of the hill not far away looked at the direction of the altar from afar, but his vision was obscured by the continuous mountain peaks: "I still haven't seen them." ”

"How long has it been?" Xu Yuan's movements were obviously much slower, but the pair of short swords were still cold, and most of the wounds on the Nether Tiger's body were caused by him.

"It's almost a stick of incense. The disciple standing on the hill replied.

"Don't wait, prepare to withdraw, it is estimated that they ran away with the Qi Condensing Pill. Xu Yuan didn't care about the sweat that blurred his vision, and shouted in a dumb voice.

When all the miscellaneous disciples heard this, their bodies were shocked, and they all reacted, and immediately scolded one after another.

"Grass, these three turtle grandsons!"

"Don't let Lao Tzu touch it, or you will have to kill them!"

"We're here to fight to the death to attract firepower, and they run away without saying a word?"

......

Although they were scolding the Dan team that ran away, everyone was not slow at all, and they withdrew from the battle in a strict and orderly formation. When everyone left, Meng Jian and Xu Yuan each borrowed their strength, shook off the Nether Tiger, which had not diminished in momentum, and rushed to keep up with the large army, all the way to the core of the west.

"Roar!"

The domineering tiger roared through the mountains, the wind suddenly rose, and the Nether Tiger stared at the direction where everyone had left and roared demonstratively, then turned and left, but did not return to the altar, but plunged into a black whirlpool that appeared on the mountain at some unknown time, and disappeared.

Due north, the land of fire.

After clearing the entire area, the seven-colored finch that eliminated half a hundred miscellaneous disciples was running away in the sea of fire in a rather embarrassed way, but the speed was far less than before, and if you looked closely, you would find that the knife mark on its right wing almost split the entire wing.

A figure bathed in white light carried a long knife, and its figure followed closely behind the seven-colored sparrow without losing the slightest.

"Wow!"

The seven-colored finch shook its intact left wing, and waves of fire suddenly set off in the sea of fire, rushing forward and rushing towards the miscellaneous disciples bathed in white light.

"Hmph, you can't escape!"

Accompanied by a cold snort, there was a brilliant sword.

As if the Milky Way was hanging upside down, the bright swords of the stars flew out from the long knife in the disciple's hand, slashing through the waves of fire, cutting through the endless sea of fire, slashing towards the seven-colored sparrow in the gallop, and then an incandescent light obscured the vision.

"Wow!" the seven-colored sparrow screamed, and its petite body tilted and fell from the air to the ground.

The horrific scar that nearly split it in two frightened the viewer.

"This is a sword technique that has condensed the seed of sword intent and stepped into the Dao realm!"

"Condensation Triple?"

"How is that possible, who is he?!"

On Qi Mountain, the elders of the outer sect who were watching the ceremony exploded, as the powerhouses of the Lingtai Realm, their eyesight far exceeded those outer disciples, so what they saw was a completely different scene, but it was this scene that made them so unbelievable.

"This kind of sword technique, it can't be a miscellaneous disciple!"

"This kind of sword realm even surpasses most of the inner disciples!"

"Who the hell is he?"

There was a lot of noise in the martial arts arena, Xiao Bai's performance before was enough to make them frightened, and then a group of miscellaneous disciples who had stepped into the condensation pill before they had obtained the Qi Condensing Pill appeared, each of them was not weak, and among them, Meng Tuan, who forced the Nether Tiger to dare not attack it with brute force. But these are barely within the range of everyone's acceptance, and the small actions of the inner disciples in secret, these outer sect elders can still be more or less noticed.

However, now there is a miscellaneous disciple with a triple condensation qi.

Its sword path realm is even higher enough to condense the seed of sword intent!

This is the patent of the powerhouse of the Dao Lotus Realm!

What is the Dao Lotus Realm? Condense one's own Dao intent, turn into a lotus seed, plant it into the sea of qi, and cultivate one's life, and the day when the Dao meaning is consummated, it is the time when the flowers bloom and see me!

And now, the third heaven of the condensation realm, which is still at the low level of the condensation realm where mana is accumulating mana and opening up the sea of qi, has already condensed the seed of sword intent!

"Senior Brother Yuan, what the hell is going on?" Looking at the seven-colored finch in the water curtain that was seriously injured by the miscellaneous disciple's knife, and listening to the heated discussion of the outer sect elders around him, many outer disciples couldn't help but question Yuan Mo, the true disciple who presided over the selection of the outer gate.

If it's just a simple condensation triple, it's fine, and the miscellaneous disciples in the selection venue may not have an existence that can't compete with it, but the condensation trifecta that condenses the seed of sword intent, let alone these miscellaneous disciples, even the outer disciples of the sixfold condensation qi don't dare to say that they can win this disciple!

The realm is king!

This is the eternal truth of the immortal cultivation world!

Tianjiao can fight with the divine beasts of the same realm, and even win in battle, relying on the superb realm!

The realm here does not refer to the amount of mana, but the perception of the Great Dao!

Cultivators of the higher realms are often able to crush the lower realms, what is the reason for the realm gaps!

Low-level cultivators still have the situation of defeating the strong with the weak and fighting beyond the ranks, but when they reach the high realm, unless they have cultivated the forbidden supernatural powers, they will encounter a strong person who is one realm higher than you, and you can only hate it if your mana is boundless!

Hearing everyone's questioning, Yuan Mo chuckled and said, "Don't worry, the best is yet to come! The selection rules this time are not just formulated by me and my senior brother." ”

"This place is not so easy to get!"

"If some people want to drill leaks, they must be prepared to be counterattacked!"

The feminine voice spread far away from the martial arts field, and the implicit warning meaning made everyone's expressions even more solemn.

As if in response to his words, the scene in the water curtain changed.

When the miscellaneous disciple bathed in white light stepped forward and prepared to tie the seven-colored sparrow, the sound of a seal breaking suddenly came.

"Click. ”

There was a flash of clarity in the irrational and tyrannical eyes of the seven-colored finch, as if it had recovered its senses from a nightmare.

Cold sweat flowed down the face of the miscellaneous disciple who was carrying the knife and fell to the ground, but it was instantly evaporated by the seven-colored flames that rose up.

The miscellaneous disciple whose face changed greatly threw down the long knife, pinched the trick with both hands, and spurted out three mouthfuls of blood one after another, and his strong momentum instantly withered, and the white light that enveloped him instantly collapsed, but his figure appeared as if teleporting away from a hundred zhang, and then two hundred zhang, three hundred zhang, fled from this place at a speed far beyond the condensing realm.

In the flickering gap, you can see the pale and bloodless cheeks of this miscellaneous disciple, and the deep fear in his eyes.

"Damn, I should have thought of that!"

"How can a fierce beast with the blood of a divine beast be irrational!"

"I just hope that this body is not too seriously injured to participate in the later selection. ”

Shen Wuxian muttered to himself, his low voice only he could hear, and there was a clear hint of regret in it.

"Wow!" The chirp that made his scalp tingle sounded, and the seven-colored finch stared angrily at Shen Wuxian, who was quickly fleeing, and with a flap of his wings, a hundred-foot fire finch flashed away, and hit Shen Wuxian, who couldn't dodge.

"Boom!"

The earth shook, and the monstrous flames covered everything. When the firesparrow dissipated, an abyss with dozens of feet of magma tumbling appeared on the earth.

A charred arm landed on the edge of the crater, and disappeared into dust in a light wind from the flying seven-colored finch.

"Wow!" the seven-colored finch chirped with joy, flapped its wings and flew up, and at some point the wounded beast disappeared into the sky, leaving only a long-lasting sea of fire and an empty ancient altar in the center of the sea of fire.

"Ahem......" After the sea of fire was extinguished by the protective power of the chosen place, on the scorched black earth, a bruised arm suddenly stretched out, and then a weak figure with one arm came out of the earth, looking at the direction where the seven-colored finch disappeared, with resentment in his eyes.