"No, you can't kill me, I'm a famous figure on the list of gods, and I'm a strong man destined to enter the Hundred Family Courtyard!" Shu Changqing shouted angrily, hysterical.

Faced with the siege of the four, he desperately fought back, but when Tang Yu's spell "Golden Splendor" was cast, he was desperate.

He felt that he had no possibility of escaping in this spell at all, the powerful saint's aura and incredible attack methods were even more terrifying than Sun Jilong's previous attack and killing moves.

Tang Yu didn't listen to his roar at all, his eyes were fixed on the big tripod in front of him.

He flipped his hand, and Da Ding turned over in the air, "Boom!" and went down to the town.

The momentum of this earthquake is full of golden light.

This is the resplendent first type of "Sunrise in the East".

Under the blessing of the saint's field, the golden brilliance shot out wildly.

Shu Changqing was instantly penetrated by countless golden rays of light, and his body was shot into a sieve.

"Terrifying spells! The magic art recorded in "Heavenly Creations" has finally touched a little bit of the skin!"

Shu Changqing stared at him deadly, he didn't blink his eyes, he was a third-grade master, he could enter the Baijiayuan no matter what, and he firmly believed in this.

After entering the Hundred Courtyards and attaching himself to the master, the future is immeasurable.

He felt that he would live for hundreds of years, at least four or five hundred years old, and that he still had plenty of time to enjoy.

But all thoughts came to an abrupt end.

On the other hand, Sun Jilong also fell into madness, as an evil crooked way, he was considered to be the one who killed Lou for many years.

But actually. He's a pseudo-magician of the Holy See at all.

When he was in Qin, he secretly didn't know how many innocent people he had killed to experiment with his so-called magic. In fact, his spells follow the path of the undead. It is extremely evil, and it is impossible for the person who hides the Lou to kill at all.

However, he went around proclaiming that he was the killer of the Hidden Killing Building, so as to provide convenience for Confucianism and Taoism to smear the Hidden Killing Building.

The smell of necromancy permeated him, and he desperately tried to break through the besieging camp in an attempt to escape death.

Tang Yu smiled coldly, and the big tripod in the sky rolled again, "booming" down to Dream Town.

Another spell of "Sunrise in the East".

The golden light was gorgeous and unstoppable, directly penetrating Sun Jilong's body.

Sun Jilong's eyes suddenly looked up at Tang Yu. As if trying to see his killer, his eyes quickly dimmed, and he finally fell headlong.

Yuan Danqiu's figure emerged from the void and said, "Xianjue, eight people died in this wave, and they themselves killed four dog-eat-dogs, and we got rid of four. Now the so-called Confucianism, Taoism, orthodoxy, and evil demons have no leader. We are completely in control of Baijia City, and this game of chess is really beautiful. ”

Tang Yu smiled coldly. said: "I don't know what the expressions of the people on the Baijia Cliff will be at this time?"

On the top of Baijia Cliff, the two are still playing chess.

They are all deacons of the Hanging Mirror Division of the Hundred Houses Imperial Family, and they are loyal to the royal family. In addition to inspecting the Hundred Courtyards, one of the most important tasks is to be responsible for attracting the elite powerhouses from the Great Zhou.

Among the hundred courtyards, his identity is unique. It does not belong to any one jurisdiction, and is loyal only to the royal family.

But in the situation of a hundred schools of thought. They will also be more or less involved with the powerful.

For example, in the chess game of this competition, someone can arrange the content of the chess game. As two deacons, they also have one eye open and one eye closed.

As long as they can select excellent talents for Baijiayuan, as for what the process is like, who dies and who lives, they don't care at all.

However, when Sun Jilong and Shu Changqing both died, they suddenly felt something.

One of them put down his chess pieces with a "ah...... and turned his head to stand on top of the Baijia Cliff.

In front of him, a strange graphic.

The pattern flows, and the red dots on it indicate the god-level monks in each of the hundred cities.

"How is that possible?"

"Hurry, Lord Li, come on, come on, this is a bad thing!"

Another person came over and looked at the picture in front of him, also shocked and inexplicable.

Originally, the red dots marked on the map were densely packed, and there were as many as sixty or seventy.

But after a few days, the red dots disappeared one by one, and now they are only in their early twenties at most.

What's even more terrifying is that the positions of the two key points of the chess game no longer exist, and the two players they arranged have disappeared......

The two looked at each other and looked at each other.

"Hey, this time it depends on how to explain in front of the master, my God, you and I are just afraid that we will not be able to pass this level!" said the monk surnamed Li in horror.

Entering the god-level monks, whether it is in the Baijia Academy or in the Great Zhou, the value is extremely high.

In the Great Zhou, there may be a hundred schools of power behind every god-level cultivator. Because the powerhouses in the Hundred Families Courtyard cannot easily get out of the Hundred Families, and if they want to exert the influence of their power in the Great Zhou, they must rely on the god-level monks of the Great Zhou.

Through various benefits and means, these cultivators can be used for their own use, so as to grab more resources.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the vast majority of the many god-level cultivators in the Hundred Families City are related to the masters in the Hundred Families Academy.

Now that there are so many deaths at once, how can the two deacons of the Hanging Mirror Division who are in charge of testing not panic?

"I'll just say, Lao Li, that cultivator named Tang Yu is closely related to the Tang family nine times out of ten. The disputes between the great families cannot be mixed up between you and me. Look at it now, I dare to confirm that the Tang family is exerting force behind the scenes, looking at the bloody rain of killing, only Old Man Tang can do it.

What now?"

The cultivator who called Lao Li sat down on the ground in a daze, and suddenly he exclaimed, "Still dead?"

The two of them should be honored, and another red dot was erased from the picture.

"Brother Xin, hurry, quickly terminate the first round!"

"All the cultivators who participated in the 100 schools of thought competition, listen, the first round of the competition is over. Everyone has passed the level, and from now on, they will immediately climb the Baijia Cliff!"

After the cultivator surnamed Xin said this, he wiped the beads of sweat from his face, and the sadness on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

In the Hundred Families City, there was a lot of commotion, and many god-level monks began to tear apart the void, and the force field in the void rolled, and one after another, the figures of cultivators appeared on the Hundred Family Cliffs.

The two monks regained their pride, but their hearts were dripping blood.

Many of the monks in the front of the Dongchang Divine List did not appear, and the masters of the second and third grades were all dead, and most of the monks who survived were monks who entered the first rank.

In a quarter of an hour, everyone arrived.

The two of them put their hands behind their backs and carefully counted the number of people, a total of twenty-two people.

In the first round, a full fifty people were killed, and twenty-two remained.

Moreover, these twenty-two people, judging from their costumes, there are very few disciples of the hundred families, but more than half of them are in the costumes of the killers of the hidden killing building.

If the above knew that there were so many killers among the people who entered the Baijiayuan this time, it is estimated that the emperor would be furious, and the two of them would not want to mix in the Hanging Mirror Division from now on.

"Who is Tang Yu and Tang Xianjue?" said the monk surnamed Xin.

Tang Yu smiled faintly, walked out of the crowd proudly, and said, "Two adults, the contemptible person is Tang Yu." ”

The two monks looked at each other, and each saw a look of shock in each other's eyes.

"How is it possible to be so young?"

Looking at these cultivators, most of them were over sixty years old, and even the third prince, Dong Mingyue, was in his fifties.

Looking at Tang Yu's age, it seems that he has just faded into childishness, at such an age, even if he is a child of the Tang family, no one has stepped into the realm of gods, he is in the territory of the Great Zhou, and he has actually entered the gods?

They originally thought that Tang Yu's age should be an old man in his forties and fifties, or higher, so someone had a moth in it, but they didn't pay attention to it.

Now when they look at Tang Yu's age, they just have to hit their heads against the wall.

It is certain that Tang Yu has a deep relationship in the Hundred Courtyards, and the background is harder than he imagined.

Otherwise, in a place like Da Zhou, how could he be so young and be able to break through to the gods?

Knowing this, even if those nobles gave double the money, the two of them would definitely not agree to mix sand in the middle.

"Well, prepare for the second level of the assessment, you are young and promising, I hope you can pass the last level and become a member of the Hundred Family Academy!"

Tang Yu smiled slightly and said: "Two adults, the second level actually doesn't need to be compared, a total of fifteen people will be admitted to this assessment." Of the twenty-two people we have here now, exactly seven are willing to abstain, and the remaining are exactly fifteen. What could it be better than?"

After Tang Yu finished speaking, he turned his head, unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and said, "Whoever abstains, stand up for yourself!"

"One, two ......"

Quickly six people came forward automatically, and there were sixteen people left.

The two deacons of the Hanging Mirror Division were directly dumbfounded, in the history of the Hanging Mirror Division, they led the assessment of the Hundred Cliffs, but I am afraid that they have never encountered such a strange thing in history.

In the whole test, the controller is not the assessor, but one of the references.

"This is the Tang family demonstrating to themselves!" the two thought to themselves.

"Nonsense, what kind of place are you in the Hundred Family Courtyard? Is it a place where you can set up your own small groups? Everyone must participate in the assessment, and those who violate the order will be driven back!"

The monk surnamed Xin said coldly.

As soon as his words fell, a sneer came from the crowd and said, "If the two adults say this, our family will have to reason." Listening to the meaning of the adults, is our family also forming a small group with Tang Yu? The two adults are the deacons of the Hanging Mirror Division, and they are both royal minions.

Our family is also a royal minion, since the adults are so disrespectful, I want to confront the two adults in front of the emperor or the princess, I don't know what the adults think?"

"Also, His Royal Highness the Third Prince is also here, why don't we ask His Royal Highness the Third Prince to tell the two adults how he colluded with Tang Yu to form a small group?" (To be continued......)