"The battle of forces is over, and Shang Jingxing's sect wins. ”

The voice of the rules of the tower realm sounded, and the whole process of this power battle was only a few seconds.

"Tsk, that's disgusting. Lord Shang Xing, Deputy Chief, let's go. ”

Shen Yuyi pursed his lips disdainfully, and his hand wiped desperately everywhere on his body, as if he had been stained with something disgusting.

Shang Jingxing smiled and took out a piece of white paper, which meant that the decision was running, and the white paper was directly pasted on the gate of the Iron Knife Gate.

After doing this, he strode into the Iron Sword Gate, and as he passed by an elder, he spoke, "Take me to your Oath Spirit Statue." ”

The elder hesitated slightly, glanced at the man in red behind him, swallowed his saliva, and led the way in front without saying a word.

The three of them left, leaving behind a group of stunned onlookers, a man from the Iron Knife Gate with palpitations, and a man in red who was slumped on the ground with a water stain between his legs.

"Go and see, what is that. ”

When Shang Jingxing left, the crowd surged, and they all ran to the white paper, and the person at the front opened his mouth and read:

"Iron knife gate, the heart is to the west of an area, a little punishment, if there is a next time, severe punishment will not be loaned. ”

There is also a seal printed at the bottom of the white paper.

"It's the order of the Layer Lord!"

"It turned out to be a book. ”

"I deserve it, I actually have a heart to the west area, and I made a special trip for this kind of garbage, and the deputy layer master really worked hard for the east area. ”

"That is, wasting the time of the deputy lord deserves death. ”

As he spoke, a group of onlookers looked at the man in red who was still sitting on the ground with green eyes, and their eyes were full of ill intentions.

"Ahh

"Stop, you damn bastards! It's against the rules to beat up people in the same area in the street!"

"Don't fight...... I was wrong...... Please, don't fight......"

In front of the Iron Knife Gate, there was a terrible wail of the man in red, and the sound of various blows was endless, and those people from the Iron Knife Gate did not dare to go up to help, so they could only stand aside and watch silently, and some of them even secretly gave the man in red two feet.

Shang Jingxing was naturally completely unaware of everything that happened here, and he didn't expect that this move would even be praised to the extent of "working hard for the East 1st Region".

After picking up the best things from the Iron Sword Gate, Shang Jingxing and Shen Yuyi immediately returned to the sect.

Turn in the task, pick up the task, and move on to the next stop.

The two of them worked non-stop for a busy day, and based on the ability of God Feather Cloak to teleport, they directly completed seven power battles, more than double the number of other groups.

Of the seven power battles, only one of them made a little effort, but that's all, and now there are very few injuries in the entire first layer that can allow these two to join forces.

Although it was a waste of time, Shang Jingxing felt that it was worth it, after all, his second purpose was to understand the strength of Shen Yuyi, as well as to cultivate a tacit understanding with her, and prepare for entering Xiyi City in the future.

Time was in a hurry, and in the following days, the sect ranking of the first layer could be said to be changing every day, and everyone did not notice anything wrong in the first few days, until the fourth day, a blank sect entered the top 1,000, and it was considered to let the entire first layer know that there was such a mysterious sect that was sprung up.

In the next few days, the eyes of the small and medium-sized sects on the first layer were all focused on this blank sect, and they were paying attention to how far this sect could go.

Day 7, 712.

On the eighth day, 529.

Day 9, 332.

Day 10, 212.

Day 11, 212.

Most people breathed a sigh of relief on this day, if this sect continued to advance by leaps and bounds, I am afraid that it would be a few days before it entered the 100th.

"Finally, it doesn't work, grandstanding. ”

There are many people who have this idea.

However, this thought did not last for twelve hours.

Day 12, 99 people!

Countless people got up, countless people gasped, countless people sat on the ground, and even fainted directly.

On this day, the top sect of the first layer finally couldn't sit still.

On this day, the eyes of the entire first floor were focused on this blank name.

On this day, Shang Jingxing's sect had a brand new name, and the entire first layer was called it, Wuzong!

"Check! You must find out the details of this sect for me!"

Similar statements appear in the heads of all the top hundred sects.

And at the same time.

"No, you already had a day off yesterday!

"Dictator" words came from the forked door.

Shang Jingxing said, if you want to rest, it's impossible, give me serious work!

Another few days passed, and on the fifteenth day, the domineering and mysterious "Wuzong" in people's mouths, in fact, the "forked door" whose name made everyone ashamed to speak, finally stopped, and the ranking they stayed in was......

20th place!

After a few days, the top 100 sects finally found out the details of the forked sect, or rather, they learned a name.

Shang Jingxing!

He is the head of this sect.

Almost as soon as they got the news, all the sects took back the spies and even the killers.

Because they knew that when the name of a sect monk Jingxing turned into an equal sign, then, everything would no longer be something they could control.

Fork door, council chamber.

Shang Jingxing sat on the top, his face full of joy, holding a storage bag that he had to open every once in a while, which can be described as a spring breeze.

And Lu Qingmei on the side was even more exaggerated than him, directly stuffed the storage bag into her underwear, hugged it tightly, and kept it really "close".

The appearance of the two people who are obsessed with money makes others cry and laugh.

"Ahem, ahem. Xiaoyun coughed heavily, and said disdainfully: "You two are okay!

Lu Qingmei stripped the hair in front of her forehead, and said with a disapproving face: "What's this, the little woman dedicates her life to money." ”

"And, of course, our boss. ”

She immediately looked at Shang Jingxing and added, and at the same time did not forget to throw a wink.

Perhaps because she was too happy, she actually made such a bold move in front of everyone.

Xiao Yunqiao's face turned red, and she was simply mad.

Shen Yuyi's eyes were wide and bright, and the gossip was unwilling to miss any detail.

Shadow Ink Butterfly looked calm.

The little demon is not on the same channel as them at all, and continues to eat pastries with relish.

"Ahem. ”

Shang Jingxing almost squirted out the tea he had just drunk, but he choked a lot, and he coughed for a long time before stopping, and he didn't know if he was pretending to be it or it was real.

Lu Qingmei's face was slightly red, and she finally realized what she had just done.

A brief silence came.

After a small half cup of tea, Shang Jingxing threw the storage bag to Lu Qingmei, as if nothing had happened before, and said with a straight face:

"Next is the last step, the goal, the current first layer of the first sect, the West Desert Gate. ”