A month later, Qin Ziyang's figure appeared on a platform of Shuangling Peak, which was usually used as a place for preaching, but at this time, it was temporarily used as a venue for the inner gate Dabi. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, he sat cross-legged on a piece of bluestone, and a dark red, about the size of a palm, hung from his waist, which was the Five Yin Bag!

Within this month's time, the Five Yin Bags and the Blood River Sword had been refined. Even, he still had time to refine the ghost pawns in the dozen or so soul flags into a ten thousand ghost flags by relying on the soul raising tower, and his strength increased greatly.

He looked around, there were more or less dozens of people in the square, in addition to a small number of inner disciples, there were also a large number of people wearing the costumes of outer disciples. However, this group of monks who wore the clothes of outer disciples were all fixed and assigned to one place, unlike Qin Ziyang, who originally belonged to the disciples of Shuangling Peak.

When the sun rose slightly, three figures suddenly fell from the sky, and one of them was not very old, with a Chinese face, and looked about forty years old. The hair of the two people behind the back is a little gray, which makes it obvious that the middle-aged man in the middle is the main one.

"Old man Tianfeng, for the Shuangling Peak Transmission Elder, today I have the old man to preside over the Shuangling Peak Dabi. The three of them landed on a piece of bluestone, and the middle-aged man came out and said. Then, with a wave of his hand, a dark yellow light flashed and landed in the middle of the square.

Originally, many of the Qi cultivation period disciples who were still standing in the square were taken aback and hurriedly walked away. As soon as the dark yellow light landed, it slowly dispersed, and finally formed a huge fence with a length and width of more than 30 zhang on the square, surrounded by dark yellow illusory walls.

Elder Tianfeng pinched his hands, and the dark yellow huge ring shook again, and the dark yellow illusory walls stretched out from the middle and sides, turning into two rows of small rings.

"This is the big competition ring, first of all, the disciples of Shuangling Peak will catch and fight each other to determine their respective rankings. At the same time, the disciples of Waimen Mountain are fighting against each other, and the top ten can enter my Shuangling Peak. The remaining disciples can challenge the disciples of the Twin Spirit Peak at will, and the winner can take the position of his inner disciple!"

"In addition, each disciple has one chance to challenge and three times to be challenged, and when the opportunity is exhausted, he can keep his position. The higher the ranking, the more abundant the rewards will be under my Twin Spirit Peak!"

Elder Tianfeng's tone was not too inflammatory, and he had always been very calm, but it was this calmness that made many disciples look sideways. Especially the dozens of outer disciples from the Outer Gate Mountain, the waiting for more than ten years or even decades is nothing more than today, defeating others and becoming the inner disciples of the Qingyang Sect!

"The first place in this big competition is my Shuangling Peak true disciple, because my Shuangling Peak has two ancestors, I hereby limit the top one or two to my Shuangling Peak true disciples, and they can all compete for the position of the chief disciple of my Qingyang Sect!"

As soon as Elder Tianfeng's words fell, many Qi cultivation stage disciples began to talk about it, especially several disciples who had been hidden for a long time.

Three months ago, each of the six small competitions sent a dozen to more than twenty inner disciples, but there were still some inner disciples who did not participate. Some of them went because they were involved in important matters, and some of them were because their cultivation had reached a critical moment, and they had to hit the bottleneck and not leave Shuangling Peak at will.

And today, it's their best chance!

In a pile of stone tablets on the left side of the platform, a male monk dressed in purple sat cross-legged, looking around at the disciples with a sneer on his lips, and did not take these people to heart. However, when his eyes looked in the other three directions, there was a hint of jealousy.

One is in the southeast, an ordinary-looking woman is quietly listening to Elder Tianfeng alone, not nodding, as if she agrees with Elder Tianfeng's words.

The other was one of the disciples of Outer Gate Mountain, this person was thin and sallow, and the most striking thing was that this person was blind in one eye, and covered his left eye with a silver-gray cloth bag. Only one right eye remained, flickering with a cold cold light.

The last one is Qin Ziyang, who is alone.

These four people are the four peak disciples of Qi cultivation in the Shuangling Peak in the Inner Gate Great Competition today. The four of them all felt the pressure coming from each other's bodies, and they couldn't help but be secretly on guard.

"This Dabi is to promote the chief disciple of my Qingyang Sect, so it is forbidden to use treasures such as runic treasures, thunderstorms, and magic weapon fragments in Dabi, and once they are used, they will be regarded as abstaining immediately. In addition, this time, Dabi must not kill people at will, if there is a crisis, the old man and the two junior brothers will intervene to stop it as soon as possible!"

After Elder Tianfeng finished speaking, the two old men behind him nodded slightly, and their figures slowly floated up and fell to their respective monitoring positions.

After the two foundation building monks landed, Elder Tianfeng raised his right hand, and immediately two disciples trotted up with jade slips in their hands. One walked to the ring on the left, the other ran to the ring on the right, and the ring on the right was closer to the disciples of Waimen Mountain.

"Twin Spirit Peak Inner Disciple Competition, start!"

Elder Tianfeng's raised right hand waved down heavily, and the two disciples immediately shouted loudly: "Huo Xiang vs. Kanghua, the number one ring on the left!"

"Jiaoxin against Yi Penghai, the No. 2 ring on the left!" The woman with an ordinary face nodded slightly, and her figure soon appeared in the No. 2 ring on the left.

"Ye Hong vs. Kong Xiu, the third ring on the left!" The man in purple looked disdainful and walked towards the third ring on the left, his opponent's face changed suddenly after seeing that it was the man in purple, but he still walked up hard.

"Qin Ziyang fought against Uncle Sun, and there was no ring on the left. Qin Ziyang, who had been ignoring his surroundings, immediately walked towards the ring on the left side after hearing his voice. His opponent was a scholar dressed as a monk.

"Ding Qi vs. ......"

The voices of the two disciples continued to sound, and the monks who were called by their names were either excited or frightened, but in the end they all stood on their respective rings. On the left side of the ring, there were all the remaining inner disciples of Shuangling Peak, and there were only thirteen people in the count.

The ring on the right side was full of outer disciples, and the number was at least three times that of the disciples of Shuangling Peak!

On the fourth ring on the left, Qin Ziyang was expressionless, adjusting his state to the best. And his opponent, the scholar dressed as a disciple, tilted his head to look at Qin Ziyang, and suddenly said: "You are Qin Ziyang, who won the first place in my Qingyang Sect in the Six Sects Small Competition three months ago? It seems that they have no chance......"

In the face of this person's provocation, Qin Ziyang just lowered his eyebrows and did not speak.

"The first round of competition, start!" On the huge bluestone, Tianfeng glanced around and found that a total of twenty or so rings on the left and right sides had already entered the ring, and immediately spoke.

When this voice came out of Elder Tianfeng's mouth, the disciple dressed as a scholar wanted to say something, but Qin Ziyang, who was opposite him, just waved it slightly, and a blood-colored flying sword immediately appeared in the middle of the two of him, rushing towards him at an extremely fast speed.

"Despicable ......"

In mid-air, the Blood River Sword suddenly turned into a blood wave more than ten meters high, slamming Sun Bo on top of the dark yellow wall, suffocating back what he was about to say!

"Ring No. 4 on the left, the winner...... Qin Ziyang!"