Xiao Mo finally broke out, he couldn't help it when he looked at the arrogant appearance of those people.

Originally, he had promised the Great Elder that he would never expose himself. He won't let everyone notice him. But he didn't expect that if he retreated step by step, these people would have to move in.

The alchemist next to him was suddenly stunned, this was what he had wanted to say for many years, but he never said it. A long time ago, he had just become an alchemist, and he was exactly like Xiao Mo, with a dream in his heart, hoping to become a member of Tianmen Mountain.

It's just that things have passed, and all the sarcasm and ridicule have completely smoothed out the edges and corners of his character, so that he will live in peace and give up his original pursuit.

Xiao Mo's few words were like an initiation, making the five bodies admired by the alchemist fall to the ground.

Those children of the family are gearing up and have already remembered this somewhat stubborn teenager. In any case, they have to have a good fight with Xiao Mo in the ring.

If you don't teach this kid a lesson, he will be even more rampant.

Xiao Mo was in a bad mood, so he just followed the big team forward.

But everyone was far away from him, and felt that he was a lowly man, unworthy to stand with everyone.

No matter how much others looked down on him, he didn't care.

Murong Yan looked at this young man stunned on the side, and suddenly felt that he had an arrogance that other monks did not have. And as a cultivator, if you don't have this three points of arrogance, I'm afraid you won't be able to mix in the door in the future.

She has been held in the palm of her hand since she was a child, saying nothing about it. In Tianmen Mountain, although there are many female cultivators, there are very few people who can reach the level of Murong Yan. She became the spokesperson of Tianmen Mountain, and even many children of the family came here, which made Tianmen Mountain more prosperous.

Murong Yan withstood such an aura and pressure. I rarely care what my original intention is.

But Xiao Mo's words just now were like an empowerment, allowing Murong Yan to find her original truth.

She just wants to become a high-level cultivator, and finally kill the demon king of the demon clan, so that the human race can live a quiet life from now on. Although she said this, she mixed a lot of utilitarianism in the process.

And Cheng Zimo. Quietly followed.

He was watching this kid's every move all the time, and Xiao Mo's appearance seemed to be a time bomb that could explode at any time.

Cheng Zimo's theft of the pill has not yet been picked up. As a high-ranking monk, if he was accused of stealing pills, he would definitely not have a good time in the future.

And the Great Elder was really strange, he actually saw Xiao Mo's kid alone that day, which was really suspicious.

It's hard to do it. Is there any other secret about this kid?

There are really few people who can escape from the hands of the demon clan and enter Tianmen Mountain by mistake.

It seems that this martial arts competition is very important, and if Xiao Mo is elected, there will inevitably be endless troubles.

Cheng Zimo has been thinking of a way, how to deal with Xiao Mo's tricky thorn?

Everyone continued to walk forward, and Xiao Mo always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him tightly behind him. Whatever he did, that man was not far away. Inquire about him.

It seems that Cheng Zimo dumplings are a little scared.

However, Xiao Mo can't spare his hands now, and he won't tear his face with Cheng Zimo. Entering the cultivation of lower-level cultivators is the most important goal for Xiao Mo at present.

Although there has been no peace in the crowd, all the procedures have to continue.

No matter how those disciples of the family looked at Xiao Mo, they felt that he was not pleasing to the eye.

"Haven't gotten started yet. I have a relationship with a high-level disciple, and I am still so close. The girl pouted, and didn't seem to take Murong Yan seriously.

"What do you little girl know, the one just now is Murong Yan who is as famous as Tianmen Mountain. Even the Great Elder of Tianmen Mountain was respectful to her. Do you know how many disciples of the family come to Murong Yan to sign up for Tianmen Mountain every year?" Still in deep intoxication.

"You might as well go to the town below to pick up girls, and go to Tianmen Mountain to practice? Another family disciple looked disdainful.

Several people were talking about it, but Xiao Mo just listened quietly and didn't refute it.

In front of it, there is a place where the lower level is dedicated to testing the applicant's martial rank.

There was a spirit stone here, and it emitted a dull light. Applicants only need to stand in front of this spirit stone to let the Dao Leader of Tianmen Mountain know the martial rank.

Xiao Mo looked amazing, but he had reached the seventh floor, and he didn't know what level he was.

The people who signed up passed one by one, and the head of the trail recorded them one by one. Seeing the smug expressions on those people's faces, Xiao Mo was really a little scared. If you can't meet the conditions for registration, wouldn't you be laughing and generous?

"Sakurako, Fourth Order. A small path leader shouted loudly.

"Next, Wang Erhu Sixth Order. ”

"Xiao Mo, third-order ......"

As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed.

This is the lowest rank of all those who sign up for the lower selection.

Just now, I was shouting with a few people outside, I must defeat them in the ring. But it's funny that the real gun measured the position, and actually just reached the third order.

Even a little girl in the crowd was above Xiao Mo.

He was originally a seventh-layer, but he was lower than everyone else in rank, how could this be explained? Xiao Mo was also a little confused.

It's just that these opponents in front of him are stronger than him, and if you want to break out of the encirclement, I'm afraid it's not that simple.

"Fang Yin'er...... Ninth Order ......" A little Taoist priest looked at Fang Yin'er with an incredible look in his eyes.

Everyone whispered, feeling that the girl in front of them was too strong. At least to the level of a high-ranking monk. Such a hidden girl is nothing more than a teenager. No wonder she didn't speak just now, and she looked arrogant. It turned out to be so powerful, I'm afraid that as soon as I enter the door, I am estimated to become the second Murong Yan.

Xiao Mo looked at Fang Yin'er carefully, she was slender and should have been born as a material for martial arts. Looking at her body again, she is very weak, and she can hardly tell that she is a practitioner. Could it be that she often takes pills to rush her fighting spirit?

Everyone and Xiao Mo had the same idea, and they always felt that this girl's ability was not as strong as they imagined.

Fang Yin'er met everyone's gaze without the slightest guilt in her heart. She knew that no one would believe that a thin woman like her was actually a ninth-order master. She just wants to prove to everyone that she is the strongest.

Just when there was a commotion in the crowd, the chief monk actually appeared.

The crowd immediately shut up, and for a moment became silent. (To be continued.) )