With Wang Xuan's explanation, Ling Yue felt more down-to-earth, and it was best to be able to take away the golden arrow peacefully, but it really didn't work, so he could only come hard, even if it was hard!

No matter what, he must take Su Yue's remnant soul away.

Today's match was a qualifier, but the intensity was not diminished at all.

At the end of the morning, half of the people were missing, but most of the people selected were from the ancient martial arts, and there were very few from the outside world.

Basically, there are four or five games, and only one ancient martial artist from the outside world is shortlisted.

During this period, Ling Yue also discovered some problems, the people in the Ancient Martial Land were generally stronger than the ancient martial artists in the outside world, and they were much younger.

Ling Yue had already seen that there were several young people in their twenties who were in the Xuan Realm.

And except for Murong Mengyue, the others in the outside world are all over thirty-five, and the same is true for several people in the Dragon Group.

There is no way to think about it, who makes the aura of the ancient martial arts stronger than the outside world, and the environment determines the strength of the martial artist.

This world is inherently unfair, and the ancient warriors of the outside world lost at the starting line as soon as they were born.

The first day was over, and seven ancient warriors from the outside world died, and the rest were more or less injured.

The next day continued, but the situation was still far from optimistic.

Until the third day, the top sixteen came out, and the five members of the Dragon Group were all shortlisted, the Feng Group plus four Murong Mengyue, and the remaining six were from the Ancient Martial Land, and there was also a hidden sect from the outside world.

This person is a young man, who doesn't look much bigger than Ling Yue, but his fists are invincible.

On the fourth day, Murong Mengyue was slightly injured, but her opponent turned into ice slag.

This attracted the hostility of the ancient martial arts, I don't know whether it was intentional or not, her opponent is getting stronger and stronger, eight into four this game, Murong Mengyue's opponent is a realm, from the Thousand Yuan Sect.

Looking at Murong Mengyue's pale face, Ling Yue frowned, Murong Mengyue had just come down from the field, and after a round, it was her again.

Ling Yue sensed that something was wrong, this was too calm.

With the power of the rules, Murong Mengyue defeated this opponent without danger, but she herself was injured, and it seemed that she couldn't compare.

Ling Yue could help Murong Mengyue recover, but he didn't go to Murong Mengyue.

Ling Yue always felt too calm, or too quiet, and from the first day he came here, Ling Yue had a sense of unease.

It's as if something is peeping!

......

Late at night, in the core area of the Ancient Martial Land, three figures stood on top of a mountain peak, and there was another big banyan tree next to it, but it had already died.

"How's the preparation going?"

A middle-aged man in a cyan robe spoke.

"It's almost there, the people sent by the Dragon and Phoenix Pavilion Pavilion Master have been put in place, and the sacrifices have already been selected. A young man next to him wearing a black robe with a circle of gold threads rolling around the corners of his clothes said.

"Who?" said the last old man in a white robe.

"Murong Mengyue!" said the black-robed young man indifferently.

"What's the matter?!" the middle-aged man in the green shirt asked.

"The granddaughter of Team Leader Feng, and she has condensed an ice soul, it is definitely best to use her as a sacrifice!" the black-robed young man sneered.

He is the sect master of the Thousand Yuan Sect and the master of Ling Chen!

"But I'm afraid she's not enough!" said the white-robed old man with a frown.

The white-robed old man is the sect master of the Thousand Swords Sect, and he lost a lot of strength in the battle with Ji Qianxing back then, and he has not fully recovered until now, so the three innate venerables showed him as an old man.

Hearing the words of the Sect Master of the Thousand Swords Sect, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Dan Sect, one of the three major upper sects, spoke.

"It's full, it's just that the little girl of the Murong family can't do it, and she needs a condensed soul. ”

"Who?" the other two sect masters asked in unison.

"Hehe, speaking of which, do you still have something to do with this person and Sect Master Nan?" said the Tiandan Sect Master with a smile as he looked at the Thousand Yuan Sect Master.

The Sect Master of the Thousand Yuan Sect was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what his daughter and apprentice had reported.

"You're talking about the little guy who is called the Holy Master?"

The Tiandan Sect Master nodded and said, "That little guy has already condensed his soul, my son has seen it with his own eyes, but I don't know what kind of soul it is!"

"It doesn't matter, as long as you condense your soul, you have the qualifications to become a sacrifice, it doesn't matter which kind of soul it is!" said the Thousand Swords Sect Master.

"Hehe, that's right! I just don't know if I can open the seal this time!"

The Tiandan Sect Master looked into the distance, and a faint sorrow emanated from him.

"Take your time! Hundreds of times, not this one. The Thousand Yuan Sect Master sighed.

"Hehe, if I could, I really wanted to go to the outside world to see, but as soon as I went out, I would be killed by thunder. "The main road of the Tiandan Gate.

"There is no way, the power that exists in us is not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao, and when we decide to follow the Venerable and accept this power, we are no longer human. "Thousand Yuan Sect Master Dao.

"Alright, the plan continues! Whether we can break through the Holy Realm depends on our luck this time. "The main road of the Tiandan Gate.

Above the innate is the Holy Realm, but no one has ever reached it.

Tiandanmen thought of something, looked at the Sect Master of the Thousand Yuan Sect and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I haven't congratulated Brother Jiang yet! Your little apprentice is your grandson!"

Although it is a question, there is already an answer.

The sect master of the Qianyuan Sect shook his head and smiled: "Congratulations to a ghost, this unscrupulous grandson, it is really ...... to insist on recognizing a group of turtles as relatives in the outside world."

"Hehe, Nanchen can't do anything about the child! His father died early, he was seven or eight years old when you found him, and some consciousness was already imprinted in his mind and couldn't be erased. The Thousand Swords Sect Master said with a smile.

"I don't understand, a small Ling family in the outside world, what is worthy of his memorial? Could it be that the Ling family is still stronger than the Thousand Yuan Sect?" said the Thousand Yuan Sect Sect Master angrily.

"Aren't you back now!" said the Heavenly Dan Sect Master with a reassuring smile.

"Where did he come back to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors! He came back to beg me to help him take down the Ling family. The Thousand Yuan Sect Master shook his head and said.

"Then again, is there anything special about that Ling family?" asked the Thousand Swords Sect Master.

Qianyuanmen thought for a while and said, "The Ling family was a family of qi practitioners three thousand years ago, but later the heavens and the earth gradually changed, and they were no longer suitable for qi practitioners, so the Ling family also declined. ”

"Qi cultivation family~ Could there be something handed down that Nanchen's kid wanted?" asked the Tiandan Sect Master.

The Sect Master of the Thousand Yuan Sect narrowed his eyes and shook his head, "I don't know!"

In fact, he knew very well that his son had come out of the ancient world because of this incident and met Ling Xiao, the eldest son of the Ling family.

But then it seems that something happened, and his son died in the outside world, leaving only one grandson.

And Ling Chen is this child, his real name should be Nanchen, and his father is not Ling Xiao.

And what they were looking for was a sword called Dragon Scales.

This sword is one of the keys to the Ancient Celestial Realm.

Happy Holidays to all!

(End of chapter)