The light in the morning was bright but not strong, and the 30,000 disciples of the outer gate of Moyu Mountain climbed up to the top of the mountain in three or five together, although this game has nothing to do with most people, but it does not prevent everyone from watching the lively mood. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The disciples who have just entered the mountain gate have a longing to see the three major forces in a showdown, and plan for their future choices, and most of the disciples who have no hope of being promoted to the inner gate also want to take this opportunity to make more like-minded friends.

There were no peaks at the top of the mountain, and the huge summit seemed to have been cut by a horizontal knife, leaving only a huge platform within a radius of several miles, the ground was smooth and solid, and huge circular stands were built around it, and the disciples were seated one after another from all directions.

At this time, on an attic near the stands, a group of gray-clothed and white-clothed men gathered here, surrounded by a man with a thin figure and a resolute face.

We have been planning this competition for a long time, we are determined to win, we can only win and not lose, after the game, I will also impact the inner door, and the things in the ancient school will also be taken care of by you, I hope this time will not disappoint me. The man finished speaking aloud and looked at Hood, who bowed in front of him.

You won't be disappointed, and this plan will definitely surprise them. A glimmer of essence flashed in Hood's eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, a little horse slave back then, in addition to cleaning the stables, was following Wu Wei to cause trouble, and now he has become a core member of the ancient sect, and it is no longer a dream to be promoted to the inner door. 、

I heard that the inner gate is full of fairy-like characters, flying away from the sky and the earth, omnipotent, but the high-flying and domineering Wu Wei was crushed into a dog by himself, forced to leave the mountain gate, thinking of this, Hu De couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement in his heart, and kicked his original respectful master into the dung heap, which made him extremely excited.

Seeing that they were coming, the voice in his ears interrupted his scattered thoughts, and when he came back to his senses, he looked at a group of Xuantian Pavilion people in Tsing Yi in the attic opposite, Hu De squinted his eyes and looked at it, his face was gloomy and cold in vain, and Wu Wei, who was dressed in gray short sleeves in a group of Tsing Yi, was stunned outside.

A trace of anger flashed in Hu De's heart, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, didn't this waste escape from the mountain gate with wild words at the beginning? Why is it mixed up with the people of Xuantian Pavilion now, don't think that I will let you go if you have a relationship with the people of Xuantian Pavilion, I will let you see the reality clearly, if you are not strong enough, you will honestly bow your head and be a dog, and I will break one of your dog legs once you jump. 、

At this time, the venue was already full, and now it was boiling, and a black shadow shot out from a back-sun attic and landed in the center of the field.

A strong Zhuo Xijiao in a black suit appeared on the field, raised his hand and pressed it, and shouted: Quiet.

The sound was like thunder on dry land exploding in their ears, and everyone smacked their tongues, and the scene was silent.

Zhuo Xijiao looked around at everyone with a serious face: Today is the day for the outer disciples to compete, and it is also the battle for the quota of the Tower of Babel, I hope you will take advantage of this opportunity.

However, the competition does not allow the phenomenon of maiming or killing the same door, and if such an incident is discovered, the expulsion of the mountain gate will be abolished directly.

Seeing that everyone acquiesced, Zhuo Xijiao nodded with satisfaction: Then I will announce the start of the game.

As soon as Zhuo Xijiao's voice fell, the scene began to boil, and the huge platform was divided into five rings, and people kept going up to defend and challenge, which was very lively.

Now is the time for some disciples who have not been in the beginner for a long time, and they usually haven't joined the forces yet, and if they want to attract attention, they will defend and challenge here, and generally the potential disciple forces will compete with each other, and this is how I was invited to join the Xuantian Pavilion in the first place. Song Lu smiled proudly beside Wu Wei.

It turns out that Senior Sister Song is so popular, no wonder Senior Brother Cheng likes it so much. Wu Wei teased

What's the matter, what are you talking nonsense, I thought you were an honest person. Song Lu secretly looked around, but no one heard it, a trace of red appeared on her face, and she said angrily.

Haha, let's not talk about this, by the way, why are we only fighting with the ancient faction today, but the Kaishan League directly took away 30 places? Wu Wei asked.

Song Lu frowned, and thought all the way before he said: The Kaishan Alliance originated from some of the children and grandchildren of the high-level of Moyu Mountain, because the ancestors said that if you want to enter the Tower of Babel, the outer gate has a chance, and the inner door has a chance, this rule has continued to this day, and some high-level descendants want to enter, they must go through the outer gate, these people who grew up in Moyu Mountain have no resources behind us, the strength is stronger than us, the gap is too big, fortunately, there are not many of them, and the number of Babel Towers will be fixed every year。

I see, it seems that the Tower of Babel is really mysterious, and even these rich second generations want to enter. This is more and more exciting, Wu Wei pinched his chin.

Rich second generation, what rich second generation? Song Lu looked at Wu Wei with a puzzled expression.

Uh, nothing, hometown dialect, specifically a group of people. Wu Wei replied casually, carefully looking at the scene of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing in front of him, although the quality of these data is not high, there are still some unique moves to learn.

A few hours passed, the frequency of battles became smaller and smaller, and the battles became more and more intense, after all, those who remained were elites, and some of the larger ones would not go up to bring humiliation on themselves, and the ancient sect and Xuantian Pavilion also stood up and carefully looked at the fighting crowd, and kept sending out invitations.

Until the last five people left on the field were not challenged, Zhuo Xijiao appeared again to encourage the five people, and then withdrew from the arena amid the applause of everyone, and removed the five rings.

A very exciting battle just now is over, so next, is the battle between the Xuantian Pavilion and the ancient sect for the Babel Tower, which is also what everyone is looking forward to the most, so start now. Zhuo Xijiao finished quickly, returned to the attic again, and looked at the ring.

At this time, Tang Lang also put away his bright smile, and his delicate facial features also flashed a trace of evil, and looked at Lang Dao opposite: Brothers, the battle is about to begin, do our best to crush the opponent with the most violent and tough means.

The people of Xuantian Pavilion were boiling with excitement, and they held their heads high and looked ahead.

There was silence in the attic of the ancient school, and everyone stood straight, their eyes full of battle.

The lean man in charge of the ancient sect had a gleam in his eyes, looked around at everyone, patted Hood on the shoulder, walked out of the pavilion slowly, stepped into the ring, stood in the center, and shouted: Yin Tian of the ancient sect is here, who dares to come to advise. The leopard stared at Tang Lang with dead eyes, and an overwhelming momentum swept the audience.

Tang Lang frowned and looked at Yin Tian, puzzled, he didn't know what was being played on the other side, as the strongest person in the Xuantian Pavilion and the Ancient Sect, he should be the last to appear in the duel, and now the wins and losses of the two sides are easy to affect the momentum of the people behind.

However, since the provocation came to the door, there was no reason to refuse the battle, Tang Lang shrugged his shoulders, showed a bright smile, and jumped out of the attic, like a feather falling into the entrance, causing the audience to cheer.

Sissy, I still like to play these tricks. Yin Tian looked at Tang Lang with disdain.

Mother, your uncle, dead spirit monkey, you are playing in that place. Tang Lang was not annoyed, and scolded back.

I've got the quota today, so let's talk less nonsense and fight.

Yin Tian said that he was playing, and he didn't wait for Tang Lang to answer, he shouted, and an explosion sounded, like a fierce arrow shooting at Tang Lang.

Tang Lang's expression was straight, his body was like a reflection in the water, and a wave of light was smashed into a broken shadow by Yin Tian's punch, and his body suddenly appeared behind Yin Tian, and slapped Yin Tian's back softly with a palm.

"Red Tiger Iron Whip"

Yin Tian seemed to have long eyes in the back of his head, snapped, and with a burst of air, he smashed into Tang Lang's palm with one hand, and Tang Lang was forced to dodge and retreat.

Yin Tian smiled, took a deep breath, and roared, his height suddenly rose half a meter, his arms and knees swelled, his waist was bent, and he was hideous and terrifying, like a crazy demon ape, with a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth, and rushed towards Tang Lang on all fours.

Tang Lang looked at Yin Tian's changes, his eyes were solemn, his hands were like butterflies flying with various hand shadows, his body trembled like water waves again, and instantly differentiated into five identical figures scattered and fled in all directions.

These are the two outer sect leaders of the Ancient Sect and the Xuantian Pavilion, and they are also the strongest in the Except for the Mountain Alliance, Zhuo Xijiao watched the struggle between Yin Tian and Tang Lang with full attention, and respectfully explained to the old man who was dressed in white and had white hair and hair.

Well, it's not bad, one has practiced "Water Wave Fantasy" like fire, and the other has used "Crazy Demon Ape" well, not bad. The white-haired old man stroked his beard and smiled.

The two of them have been fighting since they entered the mountain gate, and they have always won and lost, and they know each other better. So this battle shouldn't last too long. Zhuo Xijiao smiled and pointed to the two of them who were fighting fiercely

Tang Lang looked at Yin Tian who was panting in the center of the field with trembling hands, and said with a smile: "Dead monkey, I have been hit by so many butterfly palms, and one palm directly affects the inside through the skin, it must be uncomfortable."

Yin Tian, who looked like an ape more than a human, raised his head and grinned at Tang Lang, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in Tang Lang's heart.

Yin Tian looked up to the sky and roared angrily, raised his foot and stomped on the ground, the stones on the ground cracked, and a piece of dust filled the ground, Yin Tian was like a fort, and he smashed the stone at Tang Lang.

Tang Lang flashed over the boulder, turned into a flash of water and flashed behind him, hit him with a palm, and just wanted to leave, Yin Tian suddenly turned around and showed a hideous smile, and turned his hand to smash out a handful of stones and dust.

Tang Lang's eyes hurt, knowing that he was hit by a stone, he secretly said that it was not good in his heart, and he just wanted to transform it, only to feel a sharp pain in his chest, and his body flew out of the dust, and he slid two meters on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Tang Lang clutched his chest and glared at Yin Tian in disbelief, knowing that he had lost, but he didn't expect Yin Tian, who had always been upright, to use such a method.

Yin Tian dodged Tang Lang's gaze, smiled awkwardly, watched Zhuo Xijiao announce the results, and slowly returned to the attic amid the cheers of the ancient sect.

Back in the attic, Yin Tian lifted the demon ape body, stumbled and almost fell, patted Hood on the shoulder who was supporting him, and laughed in a low voice: Your method is really good, it's up to you next. Hood replied in a low voice, helped Yin Tian to sit down, walked to the railing, and looked at the second game in the field with a blank expression.

On the Xuantian Pavilion's side, Tang Lang was lying on the chair with a pale face, and pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, interrupting everyone's concerned questions.

"I don't complain about losing this game, I've been fighting with Yin Tian for so many years, it's the first time I've seen him win with this style, this is not quite in line with his character, you should be more careful"

Tang Lang asked with a pale face.