The sect competition will be divided into the outer door competition and the inner door competition.

The outer door competition is more like a performance.

After a fierce competition between the outer sects, the ten outer disciples who won will fight in pairs.

If the masters of each peak have a disciple who they like, then they will be directly admitted to the mountain gate.

If he is not chosen, he will also be given the identity of a registered disciple in the inner gate, and go to each peak to do what he can.

That is, the ten best disciples of the outer gate finally broke out of the encirclement, and finally came to the inner gate to dance a song for the big guys.

They originally amazed everyone in the outer gate, but when they came here, they instantly became broiler chickens for people to choose in the vegetable market.

Which one who can enter the inner door is not a genius, after all, there are too many geniuses in this world.

The outer door competition is very boring, and the teenagers in the foundation building period pecked each other on the square in front of the main hall.

He tried his best to show his skills, but the spectators under the stands were like watching a circus monkey drill into a ring of fire.

After all, during the foundation building period, the inner gate is the existence of rotten streets.

When the ten people finished performing, five of them were favored by the elders of each peak and accepted as inner disciples.

Among them is Ma Xingye, who is victorious and unskilled, and he is favored by the Five Elements Peak, who specializes in the way of magic.

When Ma Xingye was chosen, he trembled with excitement.

After several years of hard work, the expectations of the sect are worth it at this moment!

The great joy of being like the champion of the mortal high school made Ma Xingye excited.

The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day!

After all, he lived up to the name of a genius and successfully entered the Qingyun Sect!

He suddenly thought of Xiao Feng, if Xiao Feng defeated him, it would be impossible for him to stand here.

I'm sorry, Senior Brother Xiao, cultivating immortals is so cruel, if you meet in the future, I will compensate you.

Ma Xingye said sorry in his heart, but then celebrated with his fellow doorman next to him.

At this time, Xiao Feng, who was sitting on the main hall of the Qingyun Sect, was looking at the square in front of the main hall with a strange face.

Because he was borrowed by his senior brother, he summoned the phantoms of the green dragon and the red bird in the attic above the main hall.

Not only did he see the master, but the head was very kind to him, and asked himself more than once if he wanted to change the mountain and become a disciple of the master.

Xiao Feng faced a character that only existed in his imagination, although he was excited in his heart, but when he heard that the head of the house was openly digging into the corner, he still refused with trepidation.

Almost everything he has now is given to him by his senior brother, if he really leaves the small mountain, what kind of face will he have to continue cultivating?

Xiao Feng was also worried that the boss would be angry because of his refusal, but he didn't expect the boss to just sigh and mumble something that he couldn't hear clearly.

Listening to the tone of scolding, it is quite dirty, but for his own treatment, the head is not ambiguous at all.

Not only did he set up a spirit gathering array here to help him cultivate, but there were also countless spirit fruit elixirs for him to take.

This kind of treatment is in stark contrast to Ma Xingye in front of the main hall below.

Xiao Feng had a smile on his face, and since he came to Xiaoshan Peak, he had gradually become cheerful.

In addition to the senior brother who speaks the same, there is the second senior brother who is a master of swordsmanship, the fourth senior brother who understands all the laws, and the third senior brother who is a good hand in Danqing, and ......

Xiao Feng touched a withered flower in his arms, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

After the performance of the outer disciples ended, the real highlight began.

Above the main hall, the eighteen Mahayana worshippers behind Dong Xuzi shot at the same time.

In the sky above Qingyun Peak, a huge alien space quietly came.

"This is mustard space! The inner door competition will be carried out here, and the cultivation shall not be lower than the Dan period, and those who are willing to sign up can now enter the mustard seed space and wait! ”

Dong Xuzi's voice sounded again, saying the rules of this big competition.

It is forbidden to participate in the competition, and this kind of hard rule is a hard rule that even most of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect sigh at.

After all, the gap between each great realm is like a chasm.

It is forbidden to participate in the competition, largely to protect those wastes who don't know the height of the sky, so as not to be accidentally slapped to death by the Grand Monk.

Above the stands, countless streamers lit up, scrambling to fly towards the mustard space.

Everyone is the pride of the sky, and they are naturally unwilling to be left behind.

One of the most outstanding is the wisdom that summons the true body of the Buddha.

Huizhi, who was sitting upright, was wrapped in a golden body and flew towards the mustard seed space.

The coercion of the Yuan Infant Period discouraged everyone.

Chen Changsheng stared at the top of the main hall, and when he saw Zu Yuan, who was wearing a black power suit, flying towards the mustard seed space, he couldn't hold back any longer.

Just wanted to get up and fly away, but was pressed by Ouyang's shoulder, Chen Changsheng looked at Ouyang suspiciously.

I saw Ouyang laugh and pat Chen Changsheng's shoulder and said, "I've been aggrieved for so long, have a good fight, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, pay attention to safety!" ”

"Yes, senior brother!" Chen Changsheng solemnly agreed to Ouyang, and then flew towards the mustard seed space in the sky.

"Senior brother, is it really okay?" Hu Tutu asked with some concern.

"I don't know, but with the immortal nature, I will definitely survive to the end, don't worry." Ouyang said confidently.

When the number of people in the mustard space reached 400, the entrance to the mustard space was closed.

The monks, who had just reached the entrance in a hesitant manner, were kept out.

"If you don't make a decision, your Dao heart is still unstable, retreat!" The Xingfeng Peak Lord appeared at the entrance and said flatly.

Those disciples who still wanted to ask the peak master to be extra kind suddenly returned the same way in shame.

As soon as the people in the mustard seed space landed, they looked at the people around them vigilantly.

Now here, there is only the enemy and no helper, and the only one who can be trusted is himself!

"The rule of this big competition is that there are no rules, and the last person standing is the winner, don't worry about making bold moves, we will save you as soon as possible." The Peak Master of Xingfeng said with a calm face.

As soon as the main voice of Xingfeng Feng fell, the originally spacious mustard seed space instantly darkened.

Hundreds of black monks who were almost in their infancy suddenly appeared in the mustard seed space.

Immediately caused an uproar in the mustard seed space!

The Peak Master of the Torture Peak also looked at the initiator with a stunned expression.

Chen Changsheng, who was dressed in a purple robe, stood in the middle, looking at the opponents around him.

In the previous life, I didn't even have the opportunity to participate in this big competition, so I could only watch these geniuses shine in front of the world from afar.

But this time he also came, and Senior Brother Ouyang also said, don't keep your hands!

Fighting one by one, Chen Changsheng was not interested at all, and he had only one goal, so it was better to serve it directly!

A hint of coldness flashed in the eyes of Chen Changsheng, who was wearing a mask, and his hands were hidden in his sleeves and floated up.

Hundreds of infant puppets filled the entire sky, intimidating everyone in the field!

One person against 399 people, and it also formed a coercive trend!

That year, I clasped my hands in my sleeves, not knowing what an opponent was.