In the Wind Thunder Canyon, tens of thousands of disciples gathered at the entrance of the Wind Thunder Canyon.

The battle intent surged here, and one after another fiery eyes fell on the three thousand thrones.

Today they will ascend to the throne and enter into the inner mountain.

The elder in charge of the outer mountain even stepped on the white clouds with different feet, standing in the void.

Looking at the surging heads below, a sense of relief flashed in Lian Wei's eyes that had been full of vicissitudes.

These young men with majestic vitality are the future of Qingcang Sect.

They may one day in the future, serve as deacons, elders, patriarchs, or even take charge of the Qingcang Sect.

With them, the future of Qingcang Sect can be expected.

"Quiet. ”

Even different suddenly spoke.

It was obviously a mediocre voice, but it suppressed all the noisy voices of the ten thousand disciples below.

The powerhouse of the Celestial Phenomena Realm is terrifying.

All the disciples looked up at the new Outer Mountain Elder in the sky, waiting for the following.

Lian Wei nodded, very satisfied with the situation below.

"Now, I announce the rules of the Yama Grand Ceremony. ”

"First: No killing. ”

"Second: Do not use forces that do not belong to you. ”

"Also, there are 3,000 thrones here, which means that out of 10,000 of you, only 3,000 can successfully enter the inner mountain. ”

The expressions of the disciples remained unchanged, they had already known the news, so they were not a little surprised by such a low pass rate.

"Disciple of the Blue Stone Throne, grant the status of a disciple of the Inner Mountain, and reward another thousand Qingcang points. ”

"Disciple of the Silver Throne, grant the status of a disciple of the Inner Mountain, and reward two thousand green points. ”

"Disciple of the Golden Throne, grant the status of a disciple of the Inner Mountain, and reward five thousand green points. ”

"Purple Gold Throne disciple, grant the status of an elite disciple of the Inner Mountain, and reward eight thousand green sky points,"

"Boom. ”

As soon as the different voices fell, the crowd suddenly exploded.

Everyone's breathing became heavy, and their eyes were red as they looked at the only nine paths. A purple-gold throne that glows purple-gold.

I didn't expect the reward of the Purple Gold Throne to be so rich.

The most important thing is the identity of that elite disciple.

There are three classes of Uchiyama disciples, ordinary disciples, elite disciples, and core disciples.

It is very difficult for an ordinary disciple to be promoted to an elite disciple.

But now, if you get the Purple Gold Throne in the Mountain Entrance Ceremony, you can become an elite disciple.

Such an opportunity is once in a lifetime.

Many powerful people have clenched their fists.

This purple and gold throne must be fought for.

Looking at the expressions of the disciples below, the corners of Lian Wei's mouth showed a smile that had succeeded in the conspiracy.

That's what he wants.

"Supreme Throne disciple, grant the status of the core disciple of the inner mountain, and reward 10,000 green points. ”

If you say, even the last time she announced the Purple Gold Throne, it was like a drum beating in everyone's hearts.

Then this time, it was a thunderclap that exploded in my ears.

Core disciple, core disciple, that's it.

At the highest level of the disciples of the entire Qingcang Sect, except for the position of the Holy Son, the highest is the core disciple.

The core disciples do not have to bow when they see the deacon, and their status is equal to that of the deacon.

If you can become a holy son, your status is equivalent to that of an elder, and it is unimaginable that you will be so powerful.

"This Supreme Throne must be mine. ”

Liu Ling clenched his fists and muttered in a low voice, looking at the Supreme Throne in front of him that released an infinite milky white light, the fiery color in Liu Ling's eyes became more and more intense.

At this time, two more eyes from the other two parties came to them.

Liu Ling looked up and found that it was Wang Ting and Yan Zheng.

The three eyes met, and it seemed that sparks were burning in the air.

"Do you want to compete? ”

Liu Ling understood the meaning in the eyes of the two.

The corners of his mouth slowly curled, he had been looking forward to this battle for a long time.

"I declare. ”

Even different voices rang out high in the sky.

All the disciples' expressions were awe-inspiring, and one after another their eyes shot at Lian Yi in the sky.

"The ceremony of entering the mountain has officially begun, all disciples, enter the throne. ”

When Lian Lian's different words fell, in the Wind Thunder Canyon, the crowd of tens of thousands of disciples from the outer mountains exploded directly.

One by one, figures rose into the sky and rushed towards the three thousand thrones in front of them.

There are only 3,000 people who can be selected for Uchiyama.

If they run faster now, they will be able to take the initiative and fight for the throne, and the chances of entering the inner mountain are greater.

After all, this probability is three out of ten, and most of the disciples will be eliminated in the end, and such competition is already quite fierce within the peaceful sect.

It is not enough to occupy a throne, because those who take the throne first will have to face endless challenges from those who come after them.

Only through fierce battles can he finally protect his throne.

In this way, you can be regarded as truly qualified to step into the inner mountain.

"Rush. ”

A loud roar sounded, and the figures in the air all went crazy towards the three thousand thrones.

Like a swarm of locusts, it looks quite infiltrating.

This scene is truly spectacular.

"Today's three thousand thrones, our old disciples want two thousand. A domineering tone came out of Wang Ting's mouth.

Three thousand thrones, and two thousand for old disciples, which means that new disciples only have one thousand thrones left.

Such words would have caused laughter if they had come out of the mouths of others, but none of them laughed.

Just because, it was the royal court who said this.

"I'm waiting for you to set off, Supreme Throne, I'm bound to get it. Yan Zheng looked at the Supreme Throne in front of him, and there was no trace of turmoil in his eyes, and finally there was a little heat.

His gaze shifted from Liu Ling and Wang Ting's bodies. These two will be his biggest opponents.

The wide sleeved robe flicked, and there seemed to be a demonic roar from the Nine Hells.

Majestic True Qi erupted from his body.

Yan Zheng led the disciples of the Two States and Three Domains Sect to rush towards the throne.

Behind him, Sha Tie, Qianyuan and many other disciples of the Liangzhou and Three Regions Sect who were not weak followed him.

"Liu Ling, aren't you going to say anything?" asked Zhuge Qingqing.

Liu Ling glanced at Zhuge Qingqing and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"It's a waste of time. I'll just say one thing, everyone. ”

When the words fell, Liu Ling rushed out first.

And the Qingzhou First Lineage disciple behind him followed closely behind him.

Rumble.

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion ahead, and it was the first people to rush out, and they had already exchanged hands.

Between the spiritual power riots, dozens of figures gathered together, and the battle between them was quite eye-catching.

Liu Ling didn't care about these people.

Damn, I didn't even go into the scope of the throne, so I'm going to have a fart here.

A waste of time, a waste of feelings, a waste of life.

After bypassing those people, Liu Ling led the large army of Qingzhou disciples directly into the scope of the throne.

And at this time, there are already quite a few people who have entered the throne range.

In just a few breaths, many figures fell on the bluestone throne.

Although there are as many as 2,000 bluestone thrones, it is still a situation of more waves and less meat.

Suddenly, a fierce battle broke out below.

Everyone is trying their best to get a bluestone throne.

"Liu Ling, I'm going down. Suddenly, a voice sounded beside him.

Liu Ling turned his head to look and found that it was Zhuge Qingqing who was talking.

His brows furrowed slightly, could it be that he had just entered the scope of the throne, and Zhuge Qingqing was going down to fight for the bluestone throne?

There are silver thrones, gold thrones, and even purple gold thrones ahead.

"Why don't you keep trying?" asked Liu Ling.

"Nope. ”

Zhuge Qingqing shook his head: "I know my strength, even if it is the battle for the bluestone throne, it will be a great challenge for me." ”

"Continuing to move forward can only drag you back, I might as well go down and fight for a bluestone throne, just to be able to enter the inner mountain. ”

She knew her strength very well, and she said it after careful consideration.

"Okay. ”

Liu Ling nodded, and watched Zhuge Qingqing go below.

It's time to fight for the Bluestone Throne.

The disciples behind him are also missing more than half, and they basically know that their strength is not good, so they go down to compete for the bluestone throne.

Liu Ling's goal is the Purple Gold Throne, and the goal of King Shi Chongmu and the others is the Purple Gold Throne.

However, not everyone has the courage to do so.

They understand their strength, obtain the bluestone throne, and stepping into the inner mountain has become their greatest pursuit.

They landed on the throne, and a ring appeared out of thin air.

And they are the defenders of the ring, and other disciples who want to compete for this throne can only enter the ring to defeat the defenders.

Whoever wins, gets the throne.

Therefore, the bluestone throne below suddenly burst out with some violent true qi, and the disciples fought against each other.

No one is willing to give up the quota to enter the Uchiyama, so there is no mercy at all.

The entire Wind and Thunder Canyon was filled with the sound of true qi colliding, which was accompanied by the sound of disciples shouting and killing.

In the sky, even different gaze projections exploded into the ring that looked at the collision of true qi.

With a bang, the sound of breaking the sky sounded, and Liu Ling led the remaining Qingzhou disciples to continue to move forward.

The two thousand bluestone thrones and silver thrones didn't attract them in the slightest, and their goals didn't stop there.

At this time, there were less than fifty people left behind Liu Ling.

These people are all the best among the disciples of Qingzhou, and they are extremely confident in their own strength.

Their goals, at least, are the Golden Throne.

Therefore, their goals are all the top 100 of the Mountain Ceremony, and the Bluestone Throne and the Silver Throne that are now swept below are obviously not their end.

To their left was a group of about 100 men.

The aura on their bodies was not weak, and they vaguely pressed Liu Ling and them.

They are the old disciples of the outer mountains.

And on the right side, there are also disciples of the Two States and Three Domains Sect who are Yan Zheng.

The eyes of the three parties met in the air, and sparks splattered out.

"Brother Xiao Ling, I'm going down. ”

"Brother Xiao Ling, I'll go first. ”

"Brother Xiao Ling, I'm going to grab the Golden Throne. ”

......

Voices rang out, and they fell downward.

"Take care, gentlemen. ”

Liu Ling said softly.

Then continue with the rest of the people.

The Golden Throne, here is already the first hundred of the three thousand thrones,

As many disciples went down, the battle here became more and more intense.

Finally, when everyone came to the area of the Purple Gold Throne.

The Nine Purple Gold Thrones emitted purple-gold light, enveloping the Supreme Throne in it.

There are a total of ten thrones, but there are more than thirty people competing for them.

Among them, Liu Ling was the least, with only eight people.

There are also about ten disciples of the Three Domains Sect in the two states.

And the brothers are the most, a full thirteen people.

The smell of gunpowder seems to have become more intense here.

Wang Hong, who was beside Wang Ting, glanced at Liu Ling, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Carrying a ghost-headed broadsword, he came towards Liu Ling.

At this time, Shi Chong's figure flickered and blocked in front of Wang Hong.

"Fuck off. Wang Hong roared.

Shi Chong looked at Wang Hong, who had a hideous expression, and shook his head gently.

He, don't let it.