After the Great Sage of the Snake manifested his original body, at that time, he opened his mouth and inhaled, "Boom-" The countless voids collapsed, and the chaotic qi, like cháo water, rushed towards his mouth.

The territory is thousands of feet, and it is full of black sè winds, and there is nothing else.

At the first moment, the rest of the monks withdrew. It's not that all the monks among them are afraid of this black wind, but they don't need to fight hard!

"This is the natal supernatural power of the Snake Clan-Let's swallow the moon with the Snake! It's amazing, fortunately, he didn't choose me, otherwise, it's really hard to say who wins and who loses!"

"This young snake is really willing to spend the capital, and he actually does not hesitate to consume his blood to promote his own natal supernatural powers. Now, even if you win, it will be a big injury. However, it's okay, after entering the ruins of the world, this snake is not a matter of worry, I just need to pay attention to those few enters!"

The black wind howled, and wherever it passed, the space collapsed and shattered, and they all kissed towards the giant snake and disappeared.

The giant kiss of the snake seemed to have turned into a black hole, all-encompassing, and tens of thousands of chaotic qi entered the body, but I didn't hear half a sound.

"What a bad snake, it's a pity, I'm not good at raising spirit beasts, no, no!"

The space in Zhong Yuan's body also kept collapsing and distorting, but it was not the effect of the black wind, but the embodiment of Zhong Yuan's own will. Black Wind, although the layers of space are peeled off, Zhong Yuan's position has never changed, showing his own strong foundation.

Suddenly, Zhong Yuan sighed, stretched out his right hand, grabbed it out of thin air, and a golden stick the thickness of an arm was in his hand.

Zhong Yuan held the stick in one hand, and with a random stroke, the golden stick quickly became longer and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it was as big as a dead land, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of golden sticks.

As for the black wind, it was squeezed out by force.

In the blink of an eye, the golden stick slammed into the top of the snake's head, like a dome, pouring down, like a mountain and sea, irresistible.

"Bang-"

There was a shocking earthquake, and the huge snake disappeared, only the flesh on the golden stick showed his appearance.

Zhong Yuan shook it casually, and the golden stick was as clean as new, and then he took it back without hurrying.

At this time, the monks who were watching the battle came back to their senses. However, Rao was like this, and the gaze they looked at Zhong Yuan was also full of awe.

They didn't know very well how powerful Zhong Yuan's blow was, but they knew very well how powerful the Great Snake Great Sage was.

The Great Sage of the Snake inspired the supernatural power of the bloodline, and when the divine power skyrocketed, he was still smashed into meat sauce by a stick, such a power, the word horror alone is no longer enough to describe.

At this moment, Zhong Yuan accepted the golden stick, still smiling, gentle and elegant, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have been able to believe it anyway, the strong and domineering blow just now was made by Zhong Yuan.

However, in how hard it is to believe, also to believe, because this is a real thing.

At this time, Zhong Yuan smiled on his face and said lightly, "Which other Taoist friend is going to choose me, come out directly, and I will follow!"

As soon as these words came out, when it was, the remaining nine losers were all tightened in their hearts, silent, and did not dare to speak.

After a while, Zhong Yuan didn't respond at all, but he didn't say anything more, and bowed his hand to the Quartet, and then retreated to the location of the Taishang Qing Micro Sect.

Zhong Yuan's return at this time, but he didn't dare to be slack, and one by one, they all congratulated themselves and said hello. Even that Seventh Senior Brother is no exception.

Zhong Yuan also responded one by one, and then, according to his own will, he began to select the places.

Zhong Yuan chose the quota, but he didn't mean anything wanton, it was completely arranged, and it was arranged according to the level of cultivation. Except, of course, for the dozen or so monks who spoke out against him.

The reason why this is so is because Zhong Yuan knows very well that this opportunity for his family was given by the Taishang Qing Wei Sect. In the future, before his own family did not achieve Daluo Jinxian, there were still many places to rely on the Taishangqing Micro Sect, so it was completely based on the interests of the Taishang Qing Micro Sect, and wanted to rely on this to form a good fate.

Zhong Yuan, with the scene of beating the snake to death with a stick just now, his choice, no monk, dare to have objections. Even if he was dissatisfied in his heart, he didn't dare to show it in the slightest.

When Zhong Yuan chose his own place, three of the remaining nine losers came out and challenged the winner.

Their white spoon battle was also very fierce and very colorful, but because of Zhong Yuan's Zhuyu in front, all the monks who watched the battle, no matter how they looked at it, felt dull and boring.

Under the gaze of countless people, these three pairs of fighters were greatly affected. Unconsciously, all means of containment, delay, delay, etc., are abandoned, and they are open and closed, completely relying on their own real foundation to fight. In just half an hour, the results of the three-entry competition were all separated.

As a result, it was an accident, and the three original victors were all defeated, and none of them were victorious. However, they didn't entangle in the slightest, and admitted it.

At this time, Yin Wuxue of the Yaoshu clan spoke again, "Now, the outcome has been decided, so please ask the failed Daoist friends to leave with their own entrances!"

As soon as these words came out, those failed monks were shocked in their hearts.

Before, when I was fighting, I didn't feel anything, but now, when I really want to leave, I feel that it is really inappropriate for me to promise such a way just now.

As soon as they thought of it, the ruins of the world would begin to appear, and no matter what, they could not make up their minds to leave.

"What, everyone, if you want to go back on your word, you can't do it?" Yin Wuxue saw this, that is, time and said. In the words, the tone of sarcasm is unmistakable.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Peng also said, "If you don't have faith, you can't stand, since you promised at the beginning, you must abide by it now, otherwise, we don't need to be polite to those who don't have faith!"

"That's it, let's go, stop thinking about it!"

"Why should we go, what we promised at the beginning was just not to enter the ruins of the world, could it be that we can't take a look outside and touch the chance?"

"It's like, it's so easy for us to come here, can't we just take a look outside? Originally, there was no such rule!"

The nine losers, in the end, still want to face each other, and they are embarrassed to argue in a big way, but behind them, the countless monks who are qualified because of their failures do not have this concern. Relying on the multitude, one by one, that is, time, the line began to argue.

"Hmph, are you really embarrassed to say such words? It seems that we have to force us to do it!" Yin Wuxue saw a perfect screening led by his own family, and there was a problem at the end, and Yin sank at that time. Correspondingly, in the chaos, the giant battleship also shook slightly, and unconsciously, dozens of long pipes extended from the giant ship.

That pipe, if nothing else, was the most powerful combat power on the battleship - the thunder artillery.

The thunder artillery has the power to destroy the world, and its prestige spreads far and wide, and it is deeply rooted in the heart. As a result, when it was, the atmosphere on the field froze.

At this moment, a strong, domineering, and supreme momentum descended out of thin air, covering the audience, and the tense atmosphere between the crowd was swept away. Instead, it was all resistance to the inexplicable momentum.

In the blink of an eye, a middle-aged monk with a white face and beard and a star-crowned feather coat was unhurried, trampling on chaos, with fluttering sleeves, very chic and leisurely.

When this happened, the seventh senior brother beside Zhong Yuan and other disciples of the Taishang Qing Micro Sect hurriedly bowed down and bowed. "Meet Patriarch Daowei!"

"I've seen Daowei Patriarch!"

In addition to this, many other monks also bowed down to worship.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuan didn't know where he was coming to enter the Great Luo Shenjun who was born in the Taishang Qing Wei Sect.

For the worship of the crowd, Daowei Shenjun ignored it at all, and walked directly to Yin Wuxue's body, and said coldly, "The ruins of the world were originally an opportunity prepared for the young monks, who let you connect them so privately and monopolize the quota! Last time, you used a complete melee mode, which was fair, and we didn't say anything, but I didn't expect that you tasted the sweetness, but it became even worse!"

This time, the opening of the ruins of the world, you don't want to participate!"

"What?"

Suddenly, when he heard this, Yin's bloodless face turned white in an instant.

"Daowei senior, you do this,"

"What, do you have an opinion?" Daowei Shenjun didn't wait for his words to finish before cutting off the Dao. When he spoke, his face froze, and his strong momentum came from the mountains and seas.

Yin has no blood, where can he resist, when it is, he will carry out a huge body shock, and there is a tendency to collapse. At this point, he hurriedly said, "I have no opinion!

"No opinion, then take you in immediately, let's go! Daowei Shenjun, he didn't bother to listen to Yin Wuxue's words, and waved his hand to signal him to leave.

Yin Wuxue heard this, but he no longer dared to have a minute of delay, in his heart, although he was extremely depressed, but he could only hold back, that is, time, urged the puppet divine wings in his body, and returned to his own giant ship at great speed, and then, driving the giant ship, extremely fast, sailed into the boundless chaos.

"Dao Wei, you bully the small with the big, the elders in our clan will never let you go!

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