"Brother Jiang Dao, our Tiansuan clan pays the most attention to fairness, since the melee has been used once, this time, naturally it will not be used again!" The monks led by the Tiansuan clan heard this voice from all directions, but on their faces, they were not moved in the slightest, and their smiles were still the same, and they said without hurry.

"Oh, in that case, I don't know, what good way did the nobles come up with? If it's appropriate, I don't mind participating!" Jiang Peng replied immediately.

"Brother Jiang Dao, it is worthy of the supreme pride of our Creation World, such courage is far beyond the comparison of ordinary people!" The monk led by the Tiansuan clan spoke again at that time, "Actually, our idea is very simple, each family, choose the strongest of its own family, and then, these strong people will conduct a duel, and finally, ten strong people will be decided, and each strong person can bring ninety-nine monks into the ruins of the world."

How about it, can I do it fairly?"

"It's okay, I agreed!" Jiang Peng groaned slightly, and then agreed.

Immediately after, the Great Sage of the Heavenly Snake also nodded and said, "I also agree!"

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

In the boundless chaos, in an instant, countless voices sounded. These voices, or majestic and passionate, or calm and atmospheric, or delicate and charming, or swaying people's hearts, all in all, show super confidence.

Those forces that did not open their mouths to respond, but they all understood that under the general trend, they could not agree with it. Because, the price of disagreement is. There is no chance that it will be eliminated by the whole group

Among Zhong Yuan's group of people, there are more than 40 monks in the first-line Daluo, among them, there are more than a dozen disciples of the Taishang Qing Micro Sect in the lineage, in order to fight for the opportunity to fight on behalf of each other, but they do not give in to each other.

Of course. They fight like this, not because they all have the confidence to win, but because they are more uneasy and pin their opportunities on others.

If you lose, you can have no regrets, but if others lose the opportunity, they will regret it.

"Alright. No more arguing, Taishang Qing Weizong. Among the people present, who else is more suitable to represent besides me?" Suddenly, beside everyone, a chaotic qi cracked, and a monk led dozens of monks out.

"Seventh Senior Brother!"

When everyone heard this, they were all angry, but. When the group saw the faces of the people who came, they immediately dissipated their anger and were replaced by a face full of respect.

"Well, I'll do it, you don't have an opinion!" the man bowed slightly. Quite a bit arrogant.

"No problem, no problem, it's up to Senior Brother Seven, those hundred places. It's definitely handy!"

"That is, the strength of the seventh senior brother, the monks of the world, who doesn't know, how can we disagree?"

"That's it!"

The man nodded, and was about to turn his gaze to the location of other forces, when suddenly, a strange voice sounded in his ears: "I have an opinion! Who are you, I don't know yet, how can I agree that you will participate in the war on our behalf, if you lose, then we have spent so much effort, won't it be in vain!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes turned around and looked at the source of the voice.

The person who spoke was none other than Zhong Yuan.

Zhong Yuan is not a person who likes to be in the limelight. Especially, in such a long river, in such a situation, for him, if possible, it is his wish to make a fortune in a muffled voice. However, now, in the face of such a situation, he has no choice but to stand up.

It's not that Zhong Yuan is not optimistic about the strength of this seventh senior brother, thinking that he can't earn one of the ten places, in fact, Zhong Yuan recognizes his strength very much, and thinks that it is almost a sure thing that he gets one of the ten places. However, this seventh senior brother got the quota, and in the end, Zhong Yuan may not be able to have the opportunity to enter the ruins of the world.

This is because this one quota can only have a quota of ninety-nine additional monks. This time, there are nearly two hundred monks belonging to the Taishang Qing Micro Sect in the two compartments, which means that nearly half of the monks will be excluded from the quota.

Zhong Yuan and Ye Bin, in the world of creation, are just newcomers, they don't have much fame, and their influence can be talked about. In such a situation, it is almost a certain thing that he and Ye Bin will be excluded from the selected quota.

Such a big treasure as the ruins of the world only appears once in hundreds of years, and Zhong Yuan naturally doesn't want to miss it. Because, this miss, most likely, will affect his hundreds of years of cultivation career.

Therefore, at this moment, after a little hesitation in Zhong Yuan's heart, he resolutely chose to stand up.

"Yo-, I thought it was a hermit master who dared to open his mouth to compete with our seventh senior brother, but I didn't expect it to be a little monk in the middle of the Golden Immortal Peak?

"It's no wonder! It's normal to have low cultivation, shallow knowledge, and not know how thick the sky is! We must allow our younger disciples to make mistakes, otherwise, how will we succeed us in the future and maintain justice in the world!"

That is, there are many monks who sneer at Zhong Yuan. For such a situation, the seventh senior brother did not open his mouth to stop it, and calmly took it.

Zhong Yuan, but it was the same, without saying a word, smiling, listening quietly. When the people stopped talking, they said, "It's all over!

As he spoke, Zhong Yuan's right arm shook at will, and in an instant, it was divided into more than a dozen arms, which skyrocketed, and in an instant, it extended to the front of those sneering monks, and pressed it with a palm.

"Bang, bang, bang,"

More than a dozen roars, that is, the sound of time, continued together, almost synthesized.

In the midst of such a roar, the dozen or so monks were all blown out, spurting blood from their mouths, and it was obvious that they were not badly injured.

Such a situation is a surprise to everyone. Because, the vast majority of the more than a dozen monks who flew away in Nabei were first-line Daluo, and the rest were also half-step Daluo's cultivation.

Such a strong man actually didn't make a single move under the hands of Zhong Yuan, a young monk in the middle stage of the Golden Immortal Peak.

Although it is said that Zhong Yuan is rioting, but the people present, who are not clear-eyed people, know that even if they don't riot, those people will definitely not be deserved. At this moment, those monks who did not speak were secretly very happy, "Sure enough, it is better to be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years! In this world, there are too many Tianjiao characters, low-key, low-key is the king!"

"Not bad, not bad!" At this time, the seventh senior brother gently stroked his palm and said, "This fellow Daoist's combat power is indeed extremely strong, and he has the qualifications to be superior to me." Therefore, for the sake of the interests of our Taishang Qing Wei Sect, I am willing to fight with you and use the results to determine the final candidate!"

The tone of the seventh senior brother's speech was very solemn, and his face also seemed very sincere. In contrast, Zhong Yuan's outburst was difficult to stand up, and it seemed to be inferior, and people's hearts were deflected again.

However, Zhong Yuan didn't care about this, and said directly, "Then don't delay the time, the candidates of other families have already been selected!"

"Don't be in a hurry. The strength between you and me, the gap is actually not too big, if it is really a big fight, the result, no matter who wins or loses, it will definitely be a lose-lose situation. In that case, it will allow other families to take advantage!" Hearing this, the seventh senior brother shook his head and said.

"Then what do you mean?" Zhong Yuan asked again at the right time.

"It's very simple, let's have a Wendou!" Seventh Senior Brother said.

"What a method of literary fighting!" Zhong Yuan asked again.

"I have a magic weapon, called Daqian Illusion Realm, as long as you and I each imprint our own origin breath, he will naturally evolve into two virtual bodies of you and me, one should be the strength, which is equivalent to our real strength. However, the battle between them is not very close to us, and even if it is broken, it is only a little bit of self-damage to the original qi. It doesn't have much impact on combat power, so what do you think?" The seventh senior brother took out an oval bronze mirror the size of a ruler and said.

"Good!"

Zhong Yuan didn't hesitate at all, and then agreed.

At this time, the seventh senior brother threw the great illusion in his hand, that is, time, and the mirror light shone, showing a spherical world. First, the Seventh Senior Brother concentrated his energy, pressed his palm towards the Great Thousand Illusion Realm, and immediately timed, a three-leaf shaped flame mark manifested on it.

In an instant, the three-leaf flame mark disappeared, and then, in the spherical world, the figure of a seventh senior brother appeared. The body, expression, breath, everything is exactly the same, and there is no difference at all.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuan did not delay time, that is, time stepped forward, and slapped his palm on the spherical world. In an instant, after Zhong Yuan withdrew his palm, a small and delicate long-handled battle axe imprint was imprinted on it. Immediately after, but in an instant, the long-handled battle axe mark also disappeared, and in the spherical world, there was an additional figure of Zhong Yuan.

Similarly, this figure, in all situations, is exactly the same as Zhong Yuan's deity, and even Zhong Yuan himself can't find the slightest difference.

"Now, how do we get started?" said Senior Brother Seven.

"No problem!" Zhong Yuan nodded in response.

At that moment, the two of them shook slightly, and a little spiritual light flew out from the heavenly spirit, rushed into the spherical world, and fell into the bodies of the two figures respectively.

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