On this day, Lu Chen and Feng Yingxue finally arrived outside the mountain gate of Hehuan Sect, and from a distance, they saw a huge black ring standing in front of the mountain gate, and thousands of monks were standing densely under the ring, most of them male cultivators.

The arena is magnificent, roughly looking at at least nearly a thousand zhang in size, square in shape, the Hehuan Sect attaches great importance to the recruitment of elders from the outer gate this time, so it chooses extremely strong materials to build this ring.

"Are there any other Daoists who have signed up for our Hehuan Sect's Outer Gate Elder Selection Competition?" a woman wearing a purple Luo skirt spoke, this woman has a graceful figure and a refined temperament, it is Li Ruolan, the second elder of the Hehuan Sect, a monk in the middle stage of the Transformation of the Gods.

"Yes, let's sign up!" said a nice voice, it was Feng Yingxue.

Li Ruolan saw that it was her nephew Feng Yingxue, and she didn't know what this quirky girl wanted to do.

"This fellow Daoist, I want to participate in your sect's outer sect elder selection competition. Lu Chen, who was beside Feng Yingxue, said to this woman from afar.

Li Ruolan nodded, indicating that she already knew.

"The rules of this selection competition are very simple, if you win the Yuanying Great Perfection Monk sent by our Hehuan Sect, you can become an elder of my sect's outer sect. As for the title of the First Elder of the Outer Gate, it is up to the Outer Gate Elders to challenge and decide on their own. Li Ruolan continued to speak.

Most of the thousands of monks under the ring looked at each other, they didn't expect the Hehuan Sect to recruit the elders of the outer sect with such high requirements, but since they came, they could also learn a lot by watching the game before leaving, watching the duel between the masters.

After Li Ruolan finished speaking, she began to set up a powerful prohibition to prevent the competition from being too fierce and affecting the monks around the ring. A quarter of an hour later, the ring ban was completed, a semi-circular transparent shield with a glitter of light on it, apparently able to withstand high-intensity attacks without breaking.

Then Li Ruolan made a series of handprints, and the surrounding area of the ring shook violently, and then there was a grandstand about dozens of zhang high in the southeast, south, west, and northwest, and the grandstand appeared, the grandstand was condescending, and the entire ring situation could be easily taken into the eyes, each grandstand could accommodate at least three thousand monks, and the east stand was the exclusive viewing platform for the monks of the Hehuan Sect, and the other three sides were arranged for thousands of monks who came to participate in the trials.

After a while, the stands in the north, south, and northwest directions were filled with monks, who looked at the ring with excitement on their faces.

At this moment, one after another Changhong flew over, and nearly a thousand graceful female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect scattered in mid-air to the east stand, led by Cheng Qingshuang, the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect, and sitting beside her were nearly twenty elders of the God Transformation Realm, and behind them were more than 900 Yuanying female cultivators in the sect.

After Lu Chen took her seat, Feng Yingxue came to the east stand, it stands to reason that Monk Jindan could not be present to watch the ceremony, but she was the personal disciple of the sect leader Cheng Qingshuang, and her identity was special, so naturally no one stopped her.

"Disciple to meet Master!" Feng Yingxue knelt on the ground and saluted obediently.

"You girl still know to come back?" Cheng Qingshuang joked rarely.

"Master Qiqi, my Tianlan Sect Great Elder Luo Hong colluded with the Holy Demon Sect to plot against my father,

But fortunately, there was a senior master who came to the rescue, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see the disciple now. After speaking, Feng Yingxue's eyes immediately turned red.

"Sect Master Feng is fine, right?Xue'er, you tell the teacher what happened!" Cheng Qingshuang said with concern.

"......" Feng Yingxue attacked himself from the Tianlan Secret Realm, and someone sneaked up on his father Feng Henian, until finally Lu Chen killed Yao Qiming, the second elder of the Holy Demon Sect, with one arrow, and told Cheng Qingshuang the whole thing completely.

"Is this young monk really your Uncle Ji's Taoist companion?" Cheng Qingshuang asked after listening.

"Well, what Senior Lu said himself, there shouldn't be a fake. Feng Yingxue said.

"Since this Lu Daoyou is here with you, where is he now?" asked Cheng Qingshuang.

Then, Cheng Qingshuang followed the direction pointed by Feng Yingxue and found Lu Chen in a corner of the west stand, Cheng Qingshuang was a little curious, this young Yuanying monk who looked like a crown of jade and was gentle and elegant was the existence of a powerhouse in the late stage of the transformation of gods?

At this moment, a woman flew to the ring, this woman was wearing a white dress, with a graceful figure and a good face, which immediately attracted the attention of countless male cultivators on the viewing platform.

"Hehuan Sect, Cheng Lingsu, which fellow Daoist is the first to challenge?" the woman said.

"Fairy Cheng, please advise you!" a middle-aged monk appeared on the stage and said with his hand.

Cheng Lingsu took out a jade flute, her cherry lips opened lightly, and a lingering sound sounded leisurely, making people feel as if they were in the vast sea, with no waves, and the tide in the distance slowly approached, gradually approaching and getting faster, a peaceful picture.

Xiao Sheng's voice was beautiful, and the middle-aged monk was unconsciously fascinated by it.

Suddenly, the waves were turbulent, the white waves were even mountains, a wave of water waves formed out of thin air, the middle-aged monk had not yet reacted, he had been involved in it, no matter how this person struggled, the tide was surging, like a group of demons dancing, the water waves were as fast as a sharp blade, and it was about to be wiped out, this person hurriedly shouted, "Fairy Cheng, admit defeat in the next!"

It's strange to say that after this person admitted defeat, the killing aura just now suddenly disappeared.

"Fairy Cheng's blue sea tide song, it's really amazing! I admire it!" After speaking, the middle-aged monk jumped out of the ring and turned to leave.

The female cultivator of the Hehuan Sect did not move a step, but simply blew a song, and let a Yuanying Great Perfection monk take the initiative to admit defeat, and those monks in the stands were stunned when they saw this surprised scene, and they were speechless for a long time.

"Sect Master, this niece of yours is really good, she can make the monks of the same rank take the initiative to admit defeat with a raise of her hand!" Second Elder Li Ruolan said with a smile to the Sect Master Cheng Qingshuang beside her.

Cheng Qingshuang nodded, obviously satisfied with Cheng Lingsu's performance.

Cheng Lingsu's skirt fluttered, her beautiful eyes looked in the direction of the stands, and she said softly: "Please ask the next Taoist friend to come on stage to challenge!"

Everyone was silent, and only after a moment did a second infant monk step forward.

"Fairy Cheng, please advise!" The person who came to the stage was a bald man.

The bald man looks honest, but he is delicate and delicate, and before Cheng Lingsu can take out the jade flute, he has already sacrificed a black big knife, right hand

With a flick, the big knife shot out instantly, turning into a streamer and slashing towards Cheng Lingsu in a roar.

Cheng Lingsu took out the jade flute unhurriedly, and after injecting spiritual power, endless white light suddenly erupted around the jade flute, and on the body of the flute, the depicted phoenix pattern gradually lit up, and a phoenix phantom appeared, wrapping around the jade flute, and the aura of the jade flute skyrocketed several times.

Immediately, the size of the phoenix phantom instantly expanded several times, and it flew towards the light man.

Eighth-order mid-grade magic weapon!

Sensing the aura emanating from the jade flute, the monks in the stands, their complexions changed in unison, this Hehuan Sect woman has an extraordinary identity, you must know that the eighth-order middle-grade magic weapon, ordinary monks in the early stage of the god may not be able to have one.

Although the power possessed by each eighth-order mid-grade magic weapon was not comparable to that of a true early stage cultivator, it was by no means comparable to that of a Yuanying cultivator. It is no exaggeration to say that with an eighth-order mid-grade magic weapon, there is basically no invincible opponent below the God Monarch.

In the face of the attack of the eighth-order mid-grade magic weapon, the bald man's complexion changed drastically, his face showed a cautious expression, he silently recited the law decision in his mouth, and flew towards Cheng Lingsu's black broadsword, instantly releasing a cloud of pitch-black mist, turning into a demon, and a tyrannical roar came from his mouth.

The two ** devices met in an instant in the air!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The phoenix phantom and the demon fought in the air, and in an instant, they emitted amazing fluctuations of spiritual power, and the forbidden light shield of the shock thumped.

The grade of the jade flute is one level higher than that of the black broadsword, plus Cheng Lingsu has rich experience in fighting methods, after a few breaths, the bald man began to hurry, and after a while, this person was defeated.

Everyone in the stands gasped, they didn't expect that the monks sent by the Hehuan Sect not only had profound cultivation, but also possessed eighth-order mid-grade magic weapons.

Looking at everyone's dejected appearance, Cheng Lingsu couldn't help but feel proud in her heart, but at this time, she found that there was a young monk in the corner of the west stand, with a calm face, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and he didn't seem to put himself in his eyes, which made Cheng Lingsu's pride in winning two games in a row disappear instantly, and she thought in her heart that as long as you dare to go on stage, this girl will definitely beat you to the ground.

One after another, several Yuanying Great Perfection monks came to the stage to challenge, and they were all knocked down one by one by Cheng Lingsu, who was in a bad mood.

What made Cheng Lingsu depressed was that the young monk never came to power.

At this moment, Cheng Lingsu heard her aunt Cheng Qingshuang transmit to herself: "Lingsu, change to someone else, according to your style of play, except for the three early stage cultivators who have not yet made a move, I am afraid that the others can only return in vain." ”

"Got it, auntie. Cheng Lingsu returned to the viewing platform very helplessly.

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