The white-haired old man, who was a Dao Soul Realm powerhouse of the Lancang family, after confirming that everyone had arrived, he immediately raised his voice and said, "Everyone has arrived, and you all follow me into the Lancang Holy Temple, ready to participate in the final battle..."

The crowd was agitated and excited, and they got up one after another, came behind the white-haired old man, and waited to enter.

Chen Lin, Qin Shiyin, and Tie Xiong were no exception, a few steps behind, and they didn't leave until everyone else went up.

I don't know when, Zhou Hongyuan came to Chen Lin's side, nodded and said, "Everyone be more careful... This time the battle between our sword cultivators and Dao cultivators may be even more tragic than you imagined, don't be careless..."

"Don't worry, we're in control..."

Yu Feibai, Tie Xiong, Zhao Yuankun and other disciples of the Sichuan Sword Sect responded in unison, their faces were calm, and they did not see the slightest joy.

Not only them, but most of the other sword cultivators were also like this, and their hearts were heavy.

On the other hand, those Taoist cultivators were all red-faced, excited, and eager to try.

This qiē is because of the difference in strength between the two sides, which is too huge.

What awaits all sword cultivators is bound to be a vicious battle, a bitter battle...

In this regard, Chen Lin had already been mentally prepared, but he didn't know how other sword cultivators were?

At this time, the white-haired old man had already walked to the Lancang Temple, the gate of the huge palace like a city wall, stretched out his thin hands and pressed it.

Immediately, in his palm, there was a ray of light, pure white in color, exuding an extraordinary aura, and the vermilion door slowly opened.

Behind him, except for those children of the Lan Cang family, almost all of them couldn't help but hold their breath.

Spanning 100,000 miles of the Great Plain of Lancang, I don't know how many years, the mysterious Lancang Temple is finally about to show its true face in front of them...

"Boom..."

The vermilion gate opened, and a thunderous sound sounded, shaking the heavens and the earth, as if it was the gate of the heavenly realm......

The white-haired old man was not surprised, and escaped into it.

The children of the Lancang family followed closely.

The others all looked at each other, and they couldn't wait to rush in.

Qin Shiyin, Tie Xiong and others were also the first to be no exception, rushing in front of Chen Lin, wanting to have a sneak peek.

Hula......

On the other side of the door, it seems that another world is presented.

The whole world is very different.

Originally, they thought that they would be able to see the huge pillars that hold up the sky, the splendid palace, the carved beams and painted buildings, the magnificent scenery, the vast atmosphere, and the most magnificent palace in the world.

However, they never thought of it......

This step is like stepping into the battlefield of a small world...

It's a battlefield...

"It's ......"

At this moment, I don't know how many people exclaimed, which was more shocking than seeing any Feige Liudan, Guidian Lan Palace, etc.

However, after they stepped in, they really felt as if there was not much of a battlefield, but there was a cave, and there was a feeling as if it was another world, huge and friendless.

What kind of great power does it take to be able to create such an astonishing battlefield like a small world in every square inch?

I'm afraid that those who are really strong will use some kind of extremely powerful secret technique to open up space, self-contained, extremely condensed, and if they don't enter it, they won't be able to feel its enormity at all...

Chen Lin looked at the end of the battlefield with all his eyesight, and then estimated the distance, which should be a radius of thousands of miles.

Among them are mountains, rivers, mountains, woods, swamps, lakes, caves...... I don't know how much treacherous terrain is integrated into it, more complex than any natural environment.

"Let's go in..."

The white-haired old man, flying in mid-air, his hair flying, shouted: "Among them, this is your final battlefield, whether you can make a name for yourself in this battle, it depends on your own appearance..."

After he finished speaking, he swept through the sky and came to the huge viewing platform outside the temple battlefield.

On the viewing platform, people from all sides had already crowded it, nervously waiting for the decisive battle to happen.

They look at the battlefield as if it is high in the sky, overlooking the battlefield for thousands of miles, and wherever their eyes are focused, no matter where it is a mountain, a lake, or a cave, it will appear in front of their eyes in a delicate way, incarnated as a god to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

It was as if he had become a giant in the sky, and came to watch the ants and villains fighting.

Feng Qingshuang, Mo Chuan, Xu Yin, and Yu Yuanyuan were also on the viewing platform, and at this time they were nervously looking for Chen Lin's figure in the last one hundred and forty-three people who were about to enter the battlefield and fight to the death.

They were afraid that they would not be able to find Chen Lin, which would mean that Chen Lin could not successfully conquer the Heavenly Rank and miss the battle for the throne of the Sword Candidate, which was really a pity.

However, at the same time, they were afraid of finding Chen Lin's figure, because they had also already sensed the impending bloody storm, for fear that Chen Lin would be involved in the conflict between sword cultivation and Taoist cultivation, become cannon fodder, and die without a place to be buried.

Suddenly, Mo Chuan shouted: "Look, it's the little junior brother... I just said that with the strength of the junior brother, there is no reason not to succeed. ”

Her mood was agitated, and she didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

Feng Qingshuang, Xu Yin, and Yu Yuanyuan, following Mo Chuan's guidance, also found the figures of Chen Lin and Qin Shiyin, and immediately overjoyed, and then worried, mixed joy.

Chen Lin didn't know this, he was whispering to Qin Shiyin, and said, "Wait for the two of us to join forces and act when the opportunity comes." ”

"Good. Qin Shiyin hugged the guqin tightly, her mood was agitated, and the taste was inexplicable.

Tie Xiong, Yu Feibai, Zhao Yuankun and others, who were also nearby, Chen Lin did not explain, because these three people all belonged to the Sichuan Sword Sect, so they naturally had an overall arrangement, and it was not his turn to call the shots.

However, it is possible for the two sides to form an offensive and defensive alliance and kill all other Dao cultivators first.

The people in front are already about to enter the battlefield.

At this moment, an extremely loud voice came from afar, resounding in everyone's ears, affecting every corner of the temple, and nothing was missed.

"The head of the house has arrived..."

Before the words fell, the big man of the Lan Cang family, the head of the Lan Cang family, Lan Cang Yulong, surrounded by four graceful and beautiful maids, came out of the air.

When the time came, the crowd was in a commotion, and they all opened their eyes wide to check, wanting to see the most powerful and mysterious figure of the Lancang family master in the 100,000-mile Lancang Great Plains.

But they all failed, and none of them succeeded.

Even Chen Lin could only vaguely see that there was dark green true qi steaming around Lan Cangyulong's body, burning like a flame, like a god and a demon, and falling from the sky.

"Bang..."

"Bang..."

"Bang..."

The void seemed to be unable to bear it, and it exploded with a loud roar, and the heavens and the earth were beating drums to welcome the arrival of the king.

And the other people, their eyesight is not good, and the scene they see is a different scene, they saw in a trance that there was a dense dark green true qi, rushing out of the body of the Lan Cangyu Dragon, writing at will in the air, like a dragon and snake spreading, dominating the Quartet.

At the same time, one terrifying aura after another erupted from the viewing platform, it was the figure of the envoy led by the Sichuan Sword Sect, Shangyuan Pavilion, and Akiyama Country, resonating with the void, the wind and clouds changed, and the natural vision, and then a voice came out of it.

"Welcome to the Lan Cang family master..."

They all stood up, led everyone on the viewing platform to stand up, and said in unison: "Welcome to the Lan Cang family master..."

No one would have thought that the head of the Lan Cang family would come in person to preside over this last battle.

The battle to decide the position of the Sword Marquis and the Daozi...

If you knew, I am afraid that the person who led the team would be the head of the Sichuan Sword Sect, the master of the Shangyuan Pavilion, and the figure at the level of the lord of the Akiyama country.

If something goes wrong, there will be a monster...

Undercurrent ......

......

The head of the Lan Cang family fell, at the highest point of the viewing platform, surrounded by clouds, and his true body was not visible, but he had already attracted everyone's attention, only to hear him make a faint voice: "Bai Nu, you come to preside over for me and explain the rules." ”

"Yes..."

The white-haired old man who led the way before bowed slightly, his body was vertical, like a white rainbow appearing, across the sky, suspended in the void, and said in a loud voice: "You are very honored to have the head of the family come to watch the battle in person, it can be seen that there should be extraordinary people among you, worthy of attention." ”

"Alright, now declare the rules of the final battle of the Temple..."

"Finally, all the men, go into the battlefield and fight a great battle without distinction between friend and foe...

The top 16 winners will be decided...

If the first sixteen are all sword cultivators, they are sixteen sword marquis.

If the first sixteen are all Dao cultivators, then they are sixteen Dao Sons..."

As soon as the white-haired old man's voice fell, there was an exclamation on the viewing platform, and many cultivators who were not very well-informed were full of shock.

"How can this be, didn't they always decide the sword and the Daozi separately before, and then the victors of the two sides would fight?"

"When did you change the rules, you actually want all Dao cultivators and sword cultivators to have a big melee..."

"It's messed up... It's messed up... The winner was able to take all the rankings, didn't he force all the cultivators to carry out endless and tragic killings?"

"Oh my God, the Sword Cultivation Sect and the Dao Cultivation Sect are going to completely tear their faces and start a war, and they will no longer be able to coexist..."

"How many people are going to die in a big war?"

......

There was complete chaos on the viewing platform, and all the cultivators were panicked.

Especially in the place where the Akiyama country is located, the sword cultivation and the Taoist cultivation are mixed, not as clear as other places, and the atmosphere suddenly becomes very tense and strange.

Their eyes were all changed, and they were full of wariness, as if they were worried that the people around them would suddenly attack and kill them.

"Quiet..."

The white-haired old man suddenly screamed, like ten thousand thunderbolts exploding, shaking everyone's ears buzzing, and he quickly closed his mouth before he spoke again.

"Before the last sixteen people are decided, in the battlefield, there is no help but killing.

Moreover, killing in any way is not prohibited.

Even if one hundred and forty-two people besiege one, it is within the rules.

However, everyone who enters the battlefield will get a jade talisman, and if they know that they are invincible and shatter the jade talisman, they will be immediately led out and will not be killed.

When there are only sixteen people left in the battlefield, everyone will be prompted, and from now on, it is forbidden to kill, and only defeat.

The defeated man, crushed the jade talisman, and was led out of the battlefield.

When the time comes, the first one to be defeated will naturally be the sixteenth...... And so on.

Then, according to the ranking, the ranking of the sword marquis and the Daozi is clearly carried out...

......

Moreover, in this battlefield, there is a natural world, and any situation may change, such as the collapse of the earth, the storm, and the air current...... A qiē is all chance and luck, because it is also an important part of a practitioner's spiritual life. ”

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