Everyone looked at Song Zhong again.

They looked at Song Zhong with anticipation.

They were expecting Song to make a move.

They want to see what this ability of "sending a sword to the end" is.

Unexpectedly, this famous swordsman in the rivers and lakes shook his head again and refused.

Faced with the challenge of Dugu Jue and Mo Xiaoxuan, he refused.

Facing Jiang Meisheng, he refused again!

Jiang Meisheng's voice trembled a little and asked, "Why?"

Song Zhong did not answer, and did not say a word.

Jiang Meisheng was a little annoyed, but she still maintained that kind scholarly demeanor.

Mo Xiaoxuan's beautiful eyes showed a playful emotion, Song Zhong is not something that can be challenged casually, he even refused this girl, will he still promise you?

The expression on Dugujue's face was a little subtle, Song Zhong rejected three people including him in a row, could it be that Song Zhong felt that the three of them were not worthy of doing something with him!

Jiang Meisheng couldn't get an answer and kept worrying on stage.

Next, more and more disciples went to the ring to challenge the ring master.

These disciples all chose opponents who looked weaker.

However, the people who can become the masters of the ring are not water tofu.

However, Song Zhong was a little helpless.

Every time the ring master defends the ring, he will challenge Song Zhong.

"Song Zhong, do you dare to come up and fight?"

"Song Zhong, do you dare to come up and fight?"

"Song Zhong, do you dare to come up and fight?"

Song finally rejected them one by one.

Silly, I'm going to find out your strength and wait until the third day to get ready to make a move.

The abnormality of the competition made many high-ranking members of the Holy Sect curious.

This song is a bit interesting.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was afternoon.

The first day of the tournament ended in a state where the ring masters continued to challenge Song Zhong.

The high-ranking members of the Holy Sect left one after another, and the black-faced mad fist Ling Shichan gave Song Zhong a deep look before leaving.

The disciples present also dispersed, and only Song Zhong and the fat man were left in the huge square.

The fat man asked, "Brother, why don't you go on stage and kill them?"

Song Zhong said: "In the past two days, I have figured out their martial arts moves, and the third day is when our brothers play." ”

The fat man suddenly realized.

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Night.

The stars dispel much of the darkness and shine their own light in the sky.

The wind is up.

There seemed to be something stirring in the darkness in the sky.

Daping Mountain, Wuji Holy Sect.

In the courtyard of the house, Mo Taixu, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of shock.

Mo Taixu walked out of the courtyard and looked up at the sky.

I saw a star in the sky that was particularly bright.

The star was constantly enlarging in Mo Taixu's eyes.

Mo Taixu's eyes were full of horror.

At the same time, among the Wuji Holy Sect, many disciples felt something strange and went out one after another, looking up at the sky.

And that's not all.

The people of Santang County and Silin County can see this star.

Gradually, as the star got bigger and bigger, the people of the entire Ning Kingdom saw it.

It was supposed to be the time of deep sleep, and now no one dares to fall asleep.

Just because that star is getting bigger and bigger, and it is falling at a speed that is visible to the naked eye!

I don't know where I'm going to fall!

In the darkness of the night, the people, who did not know where it was, suddenly bowed down and bowed down.

"God descends on disaster!"

"God descends on disaster!"

"This is the omen of the destruction of the world!"

The people were babbling gibberish, and they could be seen faintly in the darkness of the night with terrified expressions.

Ningguo, the imperial capital.

A man in a golden dragon robe stood in front of the main hall, and behind him stood a group of people and horses, including eunuchs and royal forest soldiers.

Looking at the stars in the sky, the eunuchs' feet were weak, and a frightened look constantly appeared on their faces.

The Guards were no different, not only did they not have fear in their eyes, but they had an inexplicable determined gaze.

The man in the dragon robe was a little worried, which he had never had in many years of success.

The imperial capital, the head of the mirror division of the yamen.

The man in the Flying Fish suit and holding the Seven Killing Sword looked at the stars in the sky with a contemplative expression.

Ning Guo, Sword Sect.

All the disciples of the Sword Sect stood in unison on the square.

And in front of them is their master "sword".

Jianzi was very young, less than forty years old, dressed in a cyan robe, with a sword pinned to his waist, and a worried look on his face.

Ningguo, Qingxuan Taoist Temple.

A Taoist leader was standing in his small courtyard, looking up at the sky.

The Dao Chief has a pair of long white eyebrows, the long eyebrows flutter in the wind, and his whole body is full of the breath of fairy wind Dao bones, but his eyes are full of domineering emotions.

Daping Mountain, Wuji Holy Sect, into the funeral hall.

Song finally pulled the fat man who was still sleeping and came to the courtyard.

When the fat man saw the strangeness in the sky, his eyes widened, and he was completely sleepy.

Song Zhong's face was gloomy.

In Song Zhong's opinion, this should be a meteorite landing.

It's just not known where this meteorite will fall.

At this time, Mo Taixu hurriedly left his yard.

It happened suddenly, Mo Taixu didn't dare to delay time, his body was extremely fast, and one step was more than ten zhang away.

Not long after, he came to the top of Daping Mountain.

At the top of the mountain, an ancient bell hangs in the pavilion.

This pavilion was specially built to hang the ancient bell.

The cyan ancient bell was heavy and thick, and there were faint gray traces on it, and I don't know if it was rust, or if the cyan outer skin was peeling off, thus revealing the gray appearance inside.

Mo Taixu came to the pavilion, but he didn't have the heart to look at the ancient clock.

Immediately after, Mo Taixu lifted the floor in the pavilion, revealing the pitch-black tunnel inside.

Without stopping, Mo Taixu walked into the tunnel.

The tunnels were dark, and no light could shine through.

Mo Taixu seemed to have become accustomed to the darkness of the tunnel, did not light the fire, and came to the end with his feelings.

At the end, a bed could be faintly seen.

There was a man lying on the bed, his back to the direction of the entrance to the tunnel, his dress completely illegible, the only thing he could see was the chains on his limbs.

Three finger-thick chains bound his limbs, making it impossible for him to escape the dark chamber.

Mo Taixu stopped, and before he could speak, the man was already laughing.

"Is it finally here? I said it would come one day!"

"I know you said it, but you didn't say how to break the game!"

"No way? Everybody will die, no one will survive!"

"No way! You must be lying to me, there must be a way to crack it all. ”

In the tunnel, the voices of the two people were excited.

"Let's bury together!Hahaha, this day has finally come, and I can finally be free!"

"Crazy, if you can find a way to break the game, I can let you out!"

"I don't want to go out, it feels so much better to come in here than outside, you people outside are crazy!"