"Little junior sister, you have a little confidence, okay?! Don't worry, judging from Senior Sister and my many years of vision, there is definitely a high probability that you will enter the top five hundred of the sect's Qi cultivation! ”

That is to say, Shen Qingyi is low-key, and he often wanders around with his true face, and these days he is even more like a three-point and one-line cultivation, and it is difficult for disciples outside to see her.

It's not that the insiders of the Tianbo Bureau haven't thought about exploring this disciple of Tianshui Peak True Monarch, but it's a pity that it's too difficult to observe it up close.

But according to the combat power of the little junior sister, she Gu Mingxue is confident that she will definitely be able to enter the top five hundred of the qi training group!

Shen Qing smiled with a smile.

"Senior Sister Cheng, you have good words!"

Shen Qingyi took a deep breath and exhaled the turbid air in his mouth.

This time, she will definitely fight with all her might!

"Knock knock!"

The moment the bell rang, the monks in the square ceased.

On the highest platform, it was the head of the sect and the high-level of the Lingdao Sect.

She Zijiang is also among them.

The disciples below couldn't help but look up.

"Ancestor, please!"

"Knock knock!"

Three more bells.

The bell fell, and from the clouds in the sky, a spiritual light dispersed.

Everyone was shocked.

Portraits of spiritual power appeared above the sky.

The high-ranking members of the Spirit Dao Sect held three spiritual incense sticks in their hands.

Led by the head of the house, Wen Hai, the group was neatly divided into teams.

He bowed respectfully to the portrait above the sky.

The incense reached his forehead and he bent down to salute.

The disciples of the Spirit Dao Sect below and the monks who entered the Spirit Dao Sect also bowed their heads and bent down.

Because above the sky, there are not only the ancestors of the Lingdao Sect who worship the ancestors of the past dynasties, but also some powerful predecessors in the immortal cultivation world who are worshiped by the people who cultivate immortals.

Shen Qingyi bowed his head and saluted respectfully.

Suddenly, a warmth seemed to wrap around her.

Shen Qingyi couldn't help but be stunned, but this feeling was very short-lived, so that Shen Qingyi disappeared before he could react.

Shen Qing was his own delusion.

On the high platform, after the group saluted, they went to a large incense burner in the center in an orderly manner to offer incense.

"Today is the day of the great competition of my Spirit Dao Sect! You are all the proud sons of heaven that my Spirit Dao Sect is optimistic about, representing the future of my Dao Sect! Today, you will fight for yourselves! Fight for the family clan! Fight for the Daomen! ”

"Now, I declare that Dabi has officially begun!"

The disciples who participated in the battle below only felt that the competition token on their waists moved, and a flash of spiritual light flashed under their feet, and they opened their eyes again, and the original place was no longer there.

With a wave of his hand, the chains above the sky suddenly flashed and countless leaves fell.

"Opening! Pick up the leaves and set the ring! ”

Above the sky, the leaves are flying.

The monks below reacted and jumped up one after another, snatching the leaves.

Shen Qingyi also reacted quickly, and his body jumped, and his body moved towards the nearest leaf.

Reaching out to grab the leaf.

"Whew!"

A strong wind streaked, and a figure flashed quickly from her left.

Shen Qing tilted his head.

That spiritual light fell on the disciple who couldn't dodge on the side, and the disciple instantly screamed and fell to the ground.

The person who made the shot seemed to be a little surprised, he didn't expect Shen Qingyi's reaction speed to be so fast.

couldn't help but glance at Shen Qingyi.

The girl's black hair is supple, the ends of the hair are slightly curled, the eyebrows and eyes are delicate and picturesque, but she does not lose her heroic spirit, her nose is erect, her lips are round, her skin is fair, and she is a beautiful embryo.

Coupled with that dusty temperament, it is even more difficult to look at.

When did the sect have such a figure?