Chapter 591: Do you want to listen to what you're saying

After Nangong Lin finished saying the rules of competing for the secret realm on the twenty-fourth floor, the disciples below exclaimed.

100 wins in a row?!

The Yuanying monks who are less than 1,000 years old are all the pride of the sky, and they have to win a hundred battles with these pride of the sky......

Who can do this!

With such a rigorous selection, is there a lot of chance in the secret realm on the twenty-fourth floor?!

After Nangong Lin finished speaking, Elder Mo bowed slightly, and then cleared out the ring.

"The selection competition for the secret realm on the twenty-fourth floor has officially begun!" Elder Mo raised his voice and spoke.

As the words fell, there was a sudden silence around the ring.

Bei Xianyue and Lu Li glanced at each other in unison, and then each walked towards the ring.

Rong Yueyuan's figure on the high platform flashed.

Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and after taking a closer look, they saw Rong Yueyuan standing on top of the ring.

Five Elders?!

This is a competition for the place in the secret realm on the twenty-fourth floor, is he in the wrong place??

The elder in charge of the ring was also a little overwhelmed when he saw Rong Yueyuan.

"I fit the bill." Rong Yueyuan's warm voice sounded.

The elder on this side of the ring reacted and gasped.

The Fifth Elder is even less than a thousand years old?!

In the eyes of everyone, the five elders who have reached the tribulation must be thousands of years old, but now... It was terrifying to suddenly learn that the Fifth Elder was less than a thousand years old!

The elder in charge of the ring checked Rong Yueyuan's age according to the rules, and the results of the inspection shocked countless disciples.

They knew that the Fifth Elder's cultivation path was very smooth, but they didn't expect it to be so smooth!

Looking at the people who were shocked and stupid, the corners of Song Yizhi's mouth rose slightly compared to Song Yizhi under the ring, and there was an inexplicable pride.

Wei Ling and the others stood aside and looked at the five elders in the ring, their calm expressions were particularly abrupt among a group of stupid people.

"Speaking of which, who dares to fight with the five elders." Wei Ling opened his mouth and said, "The age below the thousand-year-old still has to be above the Yuanying, no matter how powerful it is, it's just like that, after all, not everyone is a fifth elder. ”

Bai Liqi nodded in agreement.

Song Yizhi turned his arm around Wei Ling, and said, "Don't you plan to go up and try it?" ”

Wei Ling turned his head and looked at Song Yizhi with a question mark on his face, "What did you say?" ”

She went up to compete with the five elders?

Isn't this the front foot up and the back foot up?

"Just ask the Fifth Elder for free." Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted Wei Ling's shoulder, "Anyway, I don't expect you to win." ”

"......" Wei Ling slapped Song Yizhi's hand away angrily, "Do you want to listen to what you're talking about?" ”

Let's not say that I can't meet the requirements of the secret realm on the twenty-fourth floor at all, and even if I do, I don't dare to go up!

Song Yizhi bent his eyes.

Wei Ling retracted his gaze, and then found that some of the senior brothers and sisters of the Changqiu Sect had appeared in the Biwan Mo Sect.

There were already people in the competition ring between Bei Xianyue and Lu Li who went up to compete, but no one went up to the competition ring on Rong Yueyuan's side.

Song Yizhi looked up at the man in the ring, thinking about whether to go up and have a fight with him.

"Can I go?" Feng Yi'an said in a gentle voice.

Song Yizhi shook his head, "You are a demon young master, and the secret realm on the twenty-fourth floor belongs to the immortal cultivation realm, so you can't compete in the ring." ”

Feng Yi'an sighed as if regretfully.

"If no one goes up, what can he do if he doesn't fight a hundred games?" Song Yizhi opened his mouth with some distress.

Qin Jianian raised his hand and patted Song Yizhi's shoulder, "I'll go, just ask the Fifth Elder for advice." ”

As soon as the words fell, Qin Jianian walked towards the ring.

When Qin Jianian stepped into Rong Yueyuan's ring, many people were a little shocked, and then began to discuss when Qin Jianian would come down.

After stepping into the ring, Qin Jianian raised his hand and bowed, "Wanmo Sect Qin Jianian asks the five elders to give advice." ”

Rong Yueyuan shook his head, and then his spiritual power condensed into a long sword, and he took the initiative to attack.

Qin Jianian held the hilt of the sword with both hands and picked up the long sword to block it, and the whole person took a few steps back, and then she pulled her sword and swung her sword move towards Rong Yueyuan.

Rong Yueyuan pressed his cultivation to a level similar to that of Qin Jianian, and after a few moves with her, he began to intentionally feed the sword moves.

After about sixty or seventy moves, Rong Yueyuan saw that Qin Jianian was almost at the limit, and swept the person down with a light sword.

After falling under the ring, Qin Jianian put away his long sword and exhaled.

Song Yizhi walked up and patted Qin Jianian on the shoulder, "How do you feel?" ”

"I think it's pretty good." Qin Jianian looked at Song Yizhi with a sparkling gaze, with an excited and serious expression, "Asking the Fifth Elder for advice will really realize a lot of your own shortcomings." ”

The Five Elders are worthy of being the Five Elders, even if they are about the same level of cultivation, they have no chance of winning.

Listening to his sister's words, Qin Jiazhang was also moved, and he silently turned around and walked to the ring.

Song Yizhi and Qin Jianian said a few words, and then looked and saw that Qin Jiazhang had already discussed with Rong Yueyuan.

Song Yizhi stretched out her hand and put it on Wei Ling's shoulder, looking at the person who didn't react, she opened her mouth and said, "Do you feel sorry?" ”

Wei Ling looked sideways at Song Yizhi, then shook his head.

Wei Ling said while watching the Fifth Elder and Qin Jiazhang fight, "There's nothing to regret, if you miss it, you will miss it, and besides, I may not be able to do such a strict competition for places." ”

Even if she arrives at Yuanying, it is only the early stage of Yuanying.

In the early stage of Yuan Ying, when she went to face those mid-to-late stage and even the Avatar Cultivators, she was definitely the one who was pressed to the ground and rubbed.

Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted Wei Ling's shoulder, then withdrew his hand and focused his attention on the ring.

"That's a lot of people." Wei Ling sighed with emotion, and then raised his hand to hook Song Yizhi's neck as if he was a good brother.

"It's lively." Song Yizhi said.

Wei Ling looked at Song Yizhi, "You seem to have a quota." ”

Song Yizhi nodded, "Yes." ”

I also had to participate in the sect conference, otherwise I would have fought a hundred battles...... That's not quite right.

Wei Ling sighed.

"You seem a little disappointed." Song Yizhi spoke.

Wei Ling grinned and said, "To be honest, I'd love to see you win a hundred games in a row. ”

"......" Song Yizhi pulled Wei Ling's hand away, and quickly moved to Feng Yi'an's side to distance himself from Wei Ling.

What the hell is this idea!

Feng Yi'an looked down at Song Yizhi beside him, and then said softly, "This shouldn't be any pressure on you, right?" ”

Song Yizhi glared at Feng Yi'an.

Feng Yi'an looked doting.

Bai Qiu, who was in the crowd in the distance, saw this picture, and his eyes darkened.

After the discussion with Qin Jiazhang was over, Rong Yueyuan's gaze swept around and fell on Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi turned his head to look and saw the noble and gentle man on the high platform, and his eyebrows and eyes softened suddenly.

Nangong Lin on the high platform looked at the situation on the other side of the ring and said, "It's here." ”

Song Luo's face was slightly cold.

In the next second, Ling Yan walked over with a large number of Immortal Alliance disciples along with the disciples of Wanmo Sect.

Song Yizhi took a look, and then caught the transformed Lan Qianqian in the crowd.

No, no, she's not Lan Xiqian now.

If she wants to go to the secret realm on the twenty-fourth floor, she has to win a hundred games in a row, so I'm really looking forward to it.

The playful look in Song Yizhi's eyes flashed away.

(End of chapter)