Ye Tian was unhurried, and after washing, he took Xue Jiu to breakfast.

With the strength of the two of them, even if they don't eat for ten days and half a month, they won't feel hungry, but Ye Tian said that eating is to feel the breath of the world, which is an alternative practice.

At this time.

Ten kilometers outside the tomb of King Tang, there is an open place, the ring that was temporarily built yesterday.

There were thousands of people on the outside of the ring, and these people were all mages and warriors.

There were many ordinary people watching on the periphery, and all these ordinary people were blocked outside, among which Luo Xiaofei's grandfather and grandson were also among them, standing under an old willow tree and tiptoeing to watch.

"Grandpa, it's very lively inside." Luo Xiaofei shouted.

The old man nodded and said, "If you don't take advantage of being happy now, you won't be able to laugh when you go down to the tomb." ”

Luo Xiaofei: "......"

"Grandpa, is it really dangerous under the big tomb?"

"It's okay, it's not too dangerous, grandpa, I used to be in and out three times, no, there is nothing at all. But for them, it's a dangerous place. The old man said disdainfully as he read his beard.

Luo Xiaofei pouted: "Bragging." ”

The old man seemed bored, and sat on the stone under the old willow tree, shaking the fan and closing his eyes to recuperate.

Outside the ring.

The president of the Zhongdu Mage Association, the old man of the Yang family, the president of the Luodu City Mage Association, and some old men, everyone sat on the judging platform, Yang Qi could only stand on the edge, his eyes swept across the mages and martial artists present, and many people were also emotional.

"Grandpa, it's almost time, do you want to start?"

Yang Qi walked behind an old man and asked, the old man looked about seventy years old, in fact, he was almost a hundred years old, he was dressed in a gray robe, looked up and swept the scene, and said to Yang Qi: "Except for the ancient research institute and the people who have a quota in it, first point out the other people who want to participate." ”

Hearing this, Yang Qi nodded and unconsciously glanced in one direction.

There were five people seated, an old man with glasses, and four young men and women.

The old man is an expert in ancient cultural relics of the Institute of Ancient Studies, four young people, Xiao Honglou, Fang Haoyu, and two are a man and a woman, all of whom have good temperaments.

Immediately, Yang Qi walked to the front of the stage, glanced at thousands of mages and martial artists, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone is quiet, I, Yang Qi of the Yang family, everyone who signed up for the competition is here." ”

After the voice fell, all the contestants walked towards the place where Yang Qi pointed his finger.

Everyone looked and saw that these participants were of different ages, from eighty years old to twenty or thirty years old, but all of these people were cultivators above the Dao Sea Realm, and there were a hundred and ten people.

Although there are a lot of people in the Dao Sea Realm, for the Dao Sect and Martial Sect in the world, this number is only one-tenth.

When Ye Tian and Xue Jiu arrived, the contestants all stood up, and the two of them walked over after taking a look.

Yang Qi stood on the stage and nodded and smiled at Ye Tian.

Ye Tian is not an internal personnel, so he still has to participate in the fighting method.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are only fifteen people in this tomb opening conference, but there are one hundred and five applicants."

"Let's go in a group of seven, divided into fifteen groups, first carry out mixed fighting methods, and select the strongest person in each group, which happens to be fifteen."

"When the time comes, if anyone is not convinced, you can take the initiative to stand up and challenge."

Yang Qi's voice fell, and he found that no one had an opinion, so he immediately said, "Since everyone has no opinion, let's start." ”

Then, Yang Qi began to pronounce his name.

The order was in chronological order when everyone signed up for the competition, and soon seven people were in the ring.

Because it was a mixed fighting method, as soon as they came to the stage, all seven of them showed vigilance.

Ye Tian stood under the ring, staring at a woman in a black robe in the ring, the woman in the black robe was wearing a black mask, and she could only see a pair of dark eyes, which didn't seem to be very flexible, but her yin qi was a little terrifying.

The reason why Ye Tian stared at her was that she always felt that her eyes looked a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen them for a while.

Soon.

In the ring, the black-robed woman suddenly moved, her hands quickly pinched the seal, and in an instant, the yin qi behind her was rolling, even in broad daylight, there were ghosts roaring out, this scene made the other six people startled.

"Hit her."

When the six of them saw that the black-robed woman was extremely strong, they unconsciously joined forces and attacked one person first.

However, what was surprising was that before the six people rushed to the black-robed woman, the six people were wrapped around their necks by a cloud of black gas and hung in the air.

You must know that these six people are all Dao Sea Realm strength, and they don't even have a chance to react.

On the judging platform, the old man of the Yang family and others stared at the black-robed woman with strange eyes, and an old man frowned and said: "Thousand ghosts hanging, this evil mystic art has not appeared in the world for fifty years, is she the disciple of that person?" ”

This old man's eyebrows are white, as soon as he speaks, the president of the Zhongdu Mage Association, Old Man Yang, the president of the Luodu City Mage Association and others all looked at him, this old man is from the Yanjing Heavenly Master Mansion, and he is the gold medal elder in the Heavenly Master Mansion, named Xia Yongyi.

"Elder Xia, wasn't the woman who could hang a thousand ghosts dead back then?" Yang Lin, the old man of the Yang family, frowned and said.

Xia Yong nodded: "Yes, that person is indeed dead, but this woman appeared to show that it has been inherited." ”

"Admit defeat, we admit defeat!"

"Ahem, let go!"

“……”

The six people in the ring, whether they released the Xuan Qi, used the talisman, or used the force to make a move, they couldn't break free, and they shouted one after another.

Otherwise, if you continue to entangle, you will die.

The black-robed woman's eyes flashed coldly, her sleeve robe waved, and the black qi of the six people hanging disappeared instantly.

Knock knock knock......

The six of them gasped and fell into the ring, looking at the black-robed woman in horror.

Yang Qi glanced at the registration form and shouted, "In the first group, Mo Xunyou wins." ”

The black-robed woman named Mo Xunyou stood in the ring and glanced at the contestants intentionally or unintentionally, with a flash of disdain in her eyes, and when she got off the stage, she glanced at Ye Tian intentionally or unintentionally, and a cold color flashed under her eyes.

Ye Tian was so spiritual, he noticed it, but it was a little weird, he didn't know this Mo Xunyou, how could the latter have a touch of coldness towards him?

Listening to Yang Qi call the names of the second group, Ye Tian didn't bother to think about it.

Seven more people came to the stage, including an old man, three middle-aged men, and two young people.

Ye Tianding looked at it, this group should belong to the old man's strength, and he was at the peak of the secluded realm.

Really.

As soon as the old man came on stage, he first started to do it to the two young people, and the two young people had little experience in fighting methods, and they were cleared out of the ring by the old man in less than a minute.

The remaining three middle-aged people all stared at the old man coldly and shot together.

The old man's strength was also strong, he took out a palm-sized bronze ancient bell in his hand, flicked his fingers, and when there was a bang, a sound wave spread out.

"In the soul of the Bahe Gate?" The faces of the three middle-aged people were instantly ugly.

This old man is none other than the master of the Bahe Gate, Tan Gaolin.

Tan Gaolin is an older generation of mages, and he has been stuck in the secret realm for too long, and this time he also insisted on going to the tomb of the Tang King to seek opportunities.

A bell struck, and while the three of them were in shock, Tan Gaolin's palms waved continuously, and the three of them fell out of the ring with a scream.