Time is like that, and when people realize its preciousness, it has slipped away.

The light mist of the Prosperous River Basin was filled, and on the majestic Eight Dragons cultivation platform, there were several figures sitting on it, and there were less than three days left before the Three Sect Sects, and everyone was cultivating even harder.

And somewhere in the middle reaches of the Earth Character Qi Refining Layer, Lin Xiu was still honing and improving his martial arts level, after more than ten days of cultivation, his Emperor Rune Seal could already be used to produce ninety-nine Dao, and one more was short of breaking through a hundred and stepping into the Earth Rune Seal level, but no matter how he cultivated, he didn't cultivate it. In desperation, he had no choice but to give up, and some things were still a matter of course.

In addition to the emperor sigil, Lin Xiu focused on cultivating the ground-level martial arts, Wanmu Stele, he was at the six-star level of a martial artist, and it was difficult to cultivate Wanmu Stele, and many things could not be really demonstrated even if he understood them, so after a long time, he only learned a little bit and was able to barely show it a little, but it was just such a point that Lin Xiu himself was deeply shocked.

Ground-level martial arts, even if they are displayed a little, their power is far from being comparable to the ** of the Xuan-level level.

Lin Xiu, who has a new understanding of the ground level, spent the rest of his time on the cultivation of the Ten Thousand Wood Tablet, in order to obtain a powerful hole card.

Different from ordinary yellow-level and Xuan-level martial arts, this Ten Thousand Wood Tablet in Lin Xiu's hand does not have too fine a hierarchical division, and its power varies with the cultivator's comprehension level and his own strength, the deeper the comprehension, the higher his own strength, and the more powerful he will be.

Under this kind of cultivation, just three days passed in a hurry, and on the third day, a clear sound of horn blowing sounded in the earth character qi refining layer, and Lin Xiu, who was seriously cultivating, also stopped his body and put away the movements in his hands.

"Is it time for the three sects to compete?" Lin Xiu stood on a small cultivation platform in the middle reaches of the river, with black shirts, black hair and black eyes, under the rippling breeze, with a unique taste of a frivolous youth.

Looking at the end of the downstream direction, where the red mist was filled, Lin Xiu's eyes flickered slightly, and the three sects might be able to find out the real reason for the disappearance of the clansmen nine years ago.

The green light on the soles of his feet bloomed violently, and Lin Xiu's figure was like a gust of wind, speeding towards the downstream.

Soon, he returned to the Prosperous Fire River Domain, and at this time, in front of the thirteen and fourteen cultivation platforms, a team had gathered in each of them, and the members of the team had sharp eyes and excited expressions, because they were the representatives of the entire sect, and they would also bring glory to the sect.

In front of the two teams, there stood an old man in a gray robe, with frosty eyebrows and a face with vicissitudes, who was Cong Ming's predecessor who came out of the peach orchard.

Lowering his speed, Lin Xiu walked forward and walked in front of Senior Cong Ming, he bowed slightly and said, "Senior Cong, I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

Cong Ming also noticed Lin Xiu, he waved his hand, and said very kindly: "Return to the team, your captain has to take on a big responsibility." ”

Lin Xiu nodded and walked to the team in front of the thirteenth cultivation platform, at this time there were eight people in that team, Yang Yan, Lao Huo, Ma He, Sheng Yue, and the other four disciples.

As soon as Lin Xiu stepped into the team, he heard several people shouting in unison: "Welcome the captain back to the team!"

Suddenly, Lin Xiu was startled, but he didn't say anything, just nodded his head, swept his gaze over everyone, and walked to a position one step away from everyone, turned around and stood still.

The captain is not only a name, but also a responsibility, and the spiritual pillar of the team.

At this time, next to the team in front of the thirteenth cultivation platform, another team was also standing in a neat formation, and in front of the team lined up horizontally, a man with a tall figure like a gun and a sharp eye like a sword was looking at Lin Xiu coldly, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth had never been put down since Lin Xiu appeared.

This person is Qi Hao, who has the strength of the general, but he is standing behind him, no longer the cloud flying and sinking in a green shirt with a strange figure, but Duan Qingya, whose chest is shaking and the spring light under the robe is leaking from time to time.

Lin Xiu noticed the strong hostility of the other party, so he also turned his head and looked over, and the air seemed to have a trace of stagnation when the two looked at each other.

At this moment, Cong Ming, an old man in gray robes standing in front of the two teams, finally spoke.

"Today is the day of the three sects, as the representatives of the entire sect, you should know the heavy responsibility on your shoulders!" Under the frosty eyebrows, his eyes swept over Lin Xiu and Qi Hao, and said lightly, "You must remember that you are people who belong to the same sect, and the glory of the sect is all tied to you, no matter what personal grievances you have, you can temporarily let go of me, it is okay to kill people, but you are never allowed to kill people from this sect!"

"If I find out that there is a situation of cannibalism, no matter who it is, I will not let it go!" Cong Ming's old man burst out with a fierce momentum, and a fierce gaze suddenly appeared in his bright eyes.

All the people, at this moment, their bodies were shocked, and there was a deep awe in their eyes when they looked at the old man, even Qi Hao, who was also in the realm of military generals, his expression was also shocked.

If you want to say that you are a little calm on the field, it should be Lin Xiu, the strength of the old man Cong Ming is indeed very strong, but as a person who has defeated him, Lin Xiu has a clear understanding of the latter's strength, respect is there but fear is not for a reason.

When the old man Cong Ming came out of the peach orchard, he found the posture that belonged to the strong, and the unfathomable taste swept away the name of the best bully in the peach orchard.

The breeze blew and lifted the gray hair mixed with a little white frost, and also floated the gray robe, and his whole figure stood steadily, like a statue, and the momentum was trembling.

The years took away Cong Ming's youth, but it also left that deep and unfathomable strength, which took him on the road to the strong.

"The three sect meetings will still be held in the Illusory Fire Space, but unlike the previous sessions, each sect is allowed to send two teams this time, as for the reason, it is also very simple, because the Illusory Fire Space is becoming more and more unstable, and the environment in it is getting worse and worse, and it may be difficult to have the opportunity to enter again in the future, which means that your current session is likely to be the last one. ”

What the!

The expressions of the members of the two teams are not very good-looking, they have not been able to figure out why they will send two teams for Lu this time, and at this moment they finally know the way, but this answer is not what they are willing to get, the last one, what does that mean, that means that the environment in the phantom fire space has been a very serious degree, and the bad environment means that the danger they face is greater.

Lin Xiu stood at the front of the team, his gaze condensed on Old Man Cong Ming, and his expression changed uncertainly.

Why did the Phantom Fire Space, which had not had a problem for thousands of years, change in recent years, and it happened to be in the time of the Holy Heaven's poisoning, was all this just a coincidence?

If it's not a coincidence, then what does it say?

Thinking of this, Lin Xiu's brows couldn't help frowning, and the doubts in his eyes became a little thicker, everything had to wait until he entered the phantom fire space before it could be verified.

Cong Ming, who was fluttering in gray clothes, swept his gaze under his frost eyebrows over the disciples, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I know what you think, but I want to tell you that crises and opportunities coexist, and if there is turmoil in the Phantom Fire Space, the chances of the rare treasures being born are also greater, so to speak, your session may be the most rewarding. ”

Cong Ming is really an old fritter, slap and give a date, as soon as these words came out, the faces of the core disciples of the two teams instantly turned ugly and turned into excitement.

What are they entering the lineup of the three sects, the glory of the sect is secondary, in the final analysis, it is to be able to find opportunities and increase their strength.

At the moment, the words of the old man Cong Ming happened to poke their heartstrings, danger is everywhere, as long as the opportunity is big enough, they will break through!

"Okay, I won't say anything else, let's go, the old man doesn't care about the mundane affairs of the sect, he won't lead you, your leader is already waiting for you outside the Qi Refining Hall. Cong Ming smiled and waved his hand, his gaze swept over everyone, and said.

The disciples in both teams were slightly stunned, and they were immediately relieved, they also knew that some of the powerful seniors were in seclusion, meditating and cultivating and ignoring worldly things.

Hearing this, Lin Xiushu's brows furrowed again not long after he unfolded, he thought that Cong Ming would lead the team to set off, it seems that Taoyuan's predecessors are really not ready to be born, but Cong Ming is not leading the team, so who will lead the team?

Thinking of a certain possibility, Lin Xiu's brows furrowed even deeper, but after a while, Lin Xiu was also relieved, who the team leader was and what he had to do with him, as long as he did what he should do, it would be enough.

At this time, the team led by Qi Hao had already formed a column, and under the leadership of Qi Hao, they were heading towards the outside of the Fanhuo River Basin, Lin Xiu glanced at it, and said to the people who were also lined up in a column behind him: "Let's go!"

The calm Dizi Qi Refining Layer, at this moment, there was a sound of swishing footsteps, although it was not particularly neat, but the strength of the convergence still spread to every area of the Dizi Qi Refining Layer, and the mist on the water surface was constantly rolling.

The two teams, a group of eighteen people, left the Dizi Qi Refining Layer and walked towards the Qi Refining Hall.

Everyone left the Fire River Basin and returned to calm, and in front of the mist-filled cultivation platform, there was still a gray-robed figure left, and his eyes looked at the undisturbed lake with deep meaning, and the viewing distance extended to the end of the lake without knowing the end.

"What should come will come. The old man shook his head inexplicably, sighed, and disappeared into the area with a leap.

Suddenly, the fiery river basin fell into a deathly silence, and the former activity was nowhere to be found.