At dawn, the sound of the horn resounded throughout the sky, shocking people's hearts and refreshing people's minds.

Today's sky is extraordinarily empty with the continuous sound of horns, and the rays of sunlight warm every grass and tree in this Dong'a Xian Mountain.

"Quack quack......" The cranes in the sky swept over the heads of young girls neatly, their eyes were full of curiosity, the first time they saw such a novel phenomenon, Long Tian's heart also beat with the sound of the horn, and his slightly immature cheeks also became cold, carrying a bloody sword, wearing a thousand heavy armor, ready to go, a handsome young man.

"Martial Fighting Hall, Five Little Dragons. With a shout, this sound seemed to be competing with the sound of the trumpet floating in the distance, to see who was more imposing, these five young men with young wings, full of spirit and glory. They are not bad-looking, and there are still a lot of girls who like them, but now they just want to be able to show their style, become the attention of the public, and become the pride of the sky that everyone knows, proud of the world.

The entire martial arts hall became excited, this is the Baitang Battle is a grand event of the entire Dong'a Immortal Mountain, as long as you enter the Dong'a Immortal Mountain, you have to participate.

Today's white-eyed old Taoist is dressed in a white robe, a white jade belt, a brocade fur, and a cyan sword around his waist, and he is carefully dressed up, obviously he still has to be clean when he meets his old friends, and he still wants that old face, so he is not an invincible existence.

People rely on clothing, and Buddha relies on gold. Seeing the white-eyed old Taoist dressed up so carefully, it was completely incompatible with the previous sloppy old man's appearance, and even the enchanting Gu Mei'er also discharged electricity at the white-eyed old Taoist, fortunately, the white-eyed old Taoist was an old Jianghu, and forcibly pressed the hidden fire in his heart, but the old face was red and smiled at Gu Meier's old face.

The personnel were neat, neat and tidy as the martial arts Qianshen armor, the white-eyed old Taoist tidied up his clothes, and under the sound of the distant horn, he always gave an order: "Set off, Wudoutang!"

Heroic, high-spirited, those five young men who pinned his hopes, can he raise his head and be a man, everything is in the battle of Baitang, he took a deep breath, his eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth raised and strode towards the arena.

Lively, shocking, crowded, one after another breath hit, shocking, so strong!

"Martial Fighting Hall!" said the white-eyed old Taoist with a smile on his face as he turned to a young man in armor.

"White Eyebrow Hall Master, please come with me. The young man saluted to the old man with white eyebrows, stretched out his right hand with a smile, and at the moment of turning around, he looked at the young man behind the old man with white eyebrows, and a fine light stayed at the five young men behind the old man with white eyebrows, and then respectfully led the way to the old man with white eyebrows.

Along the way, many eyes were on this group of people, and some people also spoke faintly and whispered. However, the white-eyed old Taoist and his party held their heads high, straightened their waists and followed the advance of the young man, and found an area with the three words Wudou Tang written on it in the northeast corner of this huge square.

"It's been a long time since I've been to such a big scene. A smile appeared on the face of the white-eyed old Taoist, a light flashed in his eyes, and in the pupils of his eyes was the position of the most dazzling ten hall masters. He clenched his fists tightly, and a trace of breath surged in his body, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and this breath was suppressed.

This scene is indeed dozens of times stronger than the scene where Long Tian represented the Xuandong Wine Clan to participate in the Quartet Clan Competition, such a big sect, the same is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, which made Long Tian's brows furrow immediately, he felt an unprecedented pressure, his palms were a little sweaty, and the red light in his eyes flashed. The same atmosphere also happened to other members of the martial arts hall, not only the martial arts hall, this kind of big scene, people who are not nervous should not exist, but people have to learn to face it, step by step forward.

"Take a deep breath, take it easy, the real strong are not in danger. The white-eyed old Taoist said calmly, and sorted out his clothes by the way.

Sure enough, the young men and girls took a deep breath very obediently, and the effect was still good.

Long Tian cast his gaze towards the white-eyed old Taoist, and he stared closely at the ten positions on the high place, the position of the ten hall masters. The white-eyed old Taoist had a solemn complexion, and his face was even wrinkled.

"Child, there are some things that I need to know how to let go, but there are some things that I have been worried about. You can take back my glory for me. The voice of the white-eyed old Taoist echoed in Long Tian's mind, and an old face looked at Long Tian with a smile, Long Tian could understand a lot from this expression, including sarcasm, indifference, loneliness, and grief. Long Tian also smiled at the white-eyed old Taoist with a clear heart, but these words poured into Long Tian's mind, turning into firmness and determination that he had never had before, a desire for victory!

As the rising sun rises in the east, the temperature is getting higher and higher, and there are more and more people in the square, boiling, a sea of people, the continuous sound of horns, and rows of neat cranes soaring in the huge square.

The breath of the Dou Immortal, no less than twenty, Long Tian's heart was shocked, the strength of this Dong'a Immortal Mountain is really strong, and this kind of formation is incomparable to the Xuandong clan. An old man of the Dou Immortal class walked towards the white-eyed old Taoist with a smile, his hands clenched into fists, this aura could even be said to be more powerful than that of the white-eyed old Taoist, making Long Tian's heart can't help but beat faster.

"It's been a long time since Tang Yu of the Badaotang has seen Bai Mei lead the disciples of the Martial Arts Hall to attend the Battle of the Hundred Halls, it seems that this year's Martial Arts Hall should be a blockbuster. A pair of equally cloudy eyes looked at the few teenagers behind the white-eyed old Taoist with a smile, and his eyes couldn't help but glow.

"It's good to know, Baimei is just a person who doesn't scream, and he is a blockbuster. The white-eyed old Taoist also clenched his fists with a pair of veteran hands, revealing a bright smile, a little playful and a little firm.

"Haha, anticipation, anticipation. Tang Yu's smile immediately became brighter, and he still seemed to be a little polite to Bai Mei.

However, the white-eyed old Taoist was very unkind, which made Tang Yu's face suddenly become gloomy: "Looking forward to it, see you on the field, Badaotang should still be a defeated general." ”

"Let's see!" The cold sentence was completely different from the previous tone, and Tang Yu, who was gradually walking away, did not give the white-eyed old Taoist any affection: "Give the shameless dog thing." ”

The white-eyed old Taoist just smiled, his gaze still resting on the ten seats.

The domineering atmosphere immediately spread throughout the square, and the originally noisy square gradually quieted down, and a pair of eyes stared at the position that the white-eyed old Taoist had been paying attention to. There are two women and eight men, one woman is old and yellow, the other is really salivating and lustful for men, and the youngest man is also gray. But that breath really made people's expressions gradually gloomy, it was coercion, the coercion of Dou Xian, although it did not make the legs of everyone in the square weak, but at least it made people speechless and silent.

"Hall Master, the Immortal Sword Hall is clear and upright!" With a majestic sound wave, the voice that resounded throughout the audience introduced the white-robed old man who slowly walked up to the middle position, this is an old man with a fairy wind and bones, and his breath is also the calmest among the ten people on the field.

"Second Hall Master, Bailing Hall Ren Qingyue is seated!" The majestic fighting sound wave sounded again, so of course people's eyes were focused on the white and tender woman who was striding forward, which made many people swallow their saliva. Ren Qingyue smiled faintly at Feng Qingyang and sat on the chair.

"Third Hall Master, Hubal of the Dementor Hall is seated!" A majestic voice sounded, and an old man in a black robe, with a gloomy aura and very strange eyes, sat directly on the seat ghostly!

"Fourth Hall Master, the Medicine Pill of the Alchemy Hall is seated!" The majestic voice sounded, and a glorious old man slowly did it with a smile, he didn't greet the other old men, with a unique arrogance on his face!

"Fifth Hall Master, Divine Fire Hall Cangmu is seated!" The majestic voice sounded, and a beam of flames appeared in the hands of the red-robed old man like a ghost, exuding fire, and the temperature around him rose sharply, and he looked at the other hall masters with a pair of fires, and did it with a butt. Long Tian also looked forward to the day when he could hold the Thousand Shadows Fire, burn the heavens and destroy the earth, and stand proudly in the world, and that flame burned faintly on the Taiji totem in the Long Tian Dantian.

"Sixth Hall Master, the sea behind the Divine Arrow Hall is seated!" The voice sounded, and a longbow was drawn, shooting towards the sky, piercing through the clouds, and disappearing into the sunlight, and with a heroic smile, he sat on the chair.

"The Lord of the Seven Halls, the Dugu Xianglan of the Sword Hall is seated. The voice sounded, and the old woman had a serious face, and fell on the chair very elegantly, but unfortunately she was old, and it would not be pleasing to the eye.

"Eight hall masters, Tang Yu of the Badao Hall is seated. The voice sounded, and the old man who Long Tian had a relationship with each other strode towards his position, and Long Tian silently recited a word in his heart: "Dog eats!" Unfortunately, he finally sat down on the chair steadily.

"The master of the nine halls, there is no qin in the sound hall. The voice echoed throughout the audience, this old man was the youngest among the many old men, and his breath was also the weakest, but the second goods in his hand were terrifying, and he would not play in the face of ordinary people, like a gust of breeze blowing, sitting on a chair and closing his eyes to recuperate.

"Ten hall masters, Qimen Hall Leng Fu is seated. The voice echoed throughout the audience, and Long Tian also looked at the old man with a somewhat incomprehensible look in his eyes, only to see the old man clasping his fists with his hands in front of the audience, with a smile, and then waved his robe and landed on the chair in a dashing manner.

"Finally, please invite the deputy sect leader Lin Shi to take the seat. A figure was like an immortal descending to earth, dressed in white clothes, looking younger than the ten people on the field, and a man about forty years old, with a kind of domineering, slowly sat down.

"Lin Shi is actually the ninth stage of Dou Xian!" The white-eyed old Taoist said casually, which made Long Tian's face wonderful, this strong lineup is all worthy of the name of Dou Xian, big money, big scene!