The Dream Demon Swamp, which was originally silent, is now very lively.

All kinds of sects and sects also gathered here, and this is the venue for this year's Xiuzhen Conference.

"Now, the disciples of all walks of life stand in the phalanx where their sect is located. ”

Just when there was a commotion, I saw Xuan Zhenzi floating in the air and said below.

The sound was full of energy, and it instantly spread throughout the square.

There are the leaders of various sects around Xuan Zhenzi, in addition to Qi Xingyu, there are several other characters with a bland but threatening atmosphere, and at a glance you know that they are not ordinary people.

After the disciples stood in their own positions, they looked at the leader on the high platform in the center, waiting for the other party's instructions.

"In the first trial, as long as you resist the coercion we have unleashed, and your feet are still standing, you will be considered to advance. ”

Coax!

Hearing this, the disciples also boiled instantly, and they knew that it must be very difficult to resist the coercion released by these big shots.

However, for the glory of their own sect, they had to bite the bullet.

"When you're ready, let's go!"

As soon as he spoke, a suffocating coercion suddenly enveloped the entire square, and the faces of all the disciples also changed slightly, and some disciples instantly knelt on the ground, and a small pit was suddenly smashed on the ground where they were kneeling, and then they were immediately disqualified.

Within a few hours, half of the disciples withdrew, leaving only half of the disciples still holding on.

For this level of coercion, Chen Haoran also stood in place with ease, and his eyes were also looking around.

Seeing that Ling'er and the others were still there, he breathed a sigh of relief, Lin Xueyao stood in place with a straight face as usual, without a drop of sweat, on the other hand, Duanmu Rong was also quite relaxed, standing in place calmly.

After seeing that none of his acquaintances were disqualified, Chen Haoran breathed a sigh of relief, and unconsciously cast his eyes on the dark red figure not far away.

The latter seemed to be aware of his gaze, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The green tendons on his forehead were a little protruding, and Chen Haoran still stood there with a flat expression, never looking over there anymore.

With the fall of a famous disciple, this test is also coming to an end.

"Qualified disciples, now start to draw signatures on the stage, and if you read the number, it will be considered a group of battles. ”

Hearing this, everyone was also relieved, wiped the sweat on their heads, and immediately went to the stage to draw their signatures.

"Ten?"

Getting the handmark in his hand, Chen Haoran opened it and then silently remembered it in his heart.

Looking at the sky, his nervousness was also relieved.

"Rest for half an hour, and then start fighting. ”

After the faint voice sounded, those leaders also closed their eyes one after another, only Xuan Zhenzi and Qi Xingyu looked at Chen Haoran at the same time and smiled, and the appreciation in their eyes was also quite strong.

Qi Xingyu knew that Chen Haoran's strength was strong, but Xuan Zhenzi didn't know that in his eyes, he could withstand the coercion of their great sage, although it was slow, but it had already shown that his strength was extremely calm.

For half an hour, no more, no less, the disciples sat cross-legged on the ground and began to recover their true qi.

Chen Hao, who had not consumed his true qi, sat in place rather boredly, talking secretly with the phantom old man in the shadows, estimating the next trend of events.

"The hour has come! The first to fight is the one hundred and eight and ninety-one!"

With a deep voice, the two disciples began to slowly walk towards the high platform and began the first battle of this cultivation conference.

Looking at the battle without the slightest thrill, Chen Haoran held his chin and involuntarily began to snore.

"This guy is such an elm head!"

Lin Xueyao on the side saw that Chen Haoran ignored herself, her small mouth pouted, and her little hand secretly stretched out to Chen Haoran's waist and twisted it suddenly!

Turning his head suspiciously, he looked at Lin Xueyao's cute appearance, Chen Haoran also smiled, and his big hand gently grabbed the pink little hand that was secretly struggling.

"What did you mean by that last night?"

After suppressing her doubts all night, Lin Xueyao now asked with a puzzled face.

"It's nothing, as long as you see that phantom old-timer appear, you will immediately take Ling'er and them to retreat quickly, otherwise I am afraid that it will be affected. ”

"Could it be that the Demon Cult is planning to start a war?"

Glancing at Lin Xueyao, Chen Haoran said lightly: "Not only is the Demon Sect as simple, but there is also a demon beyond your imagination who also started his conspiracy. ”

Hearing Chen Haoran's words, Lin Xueyao had no choice but to be skeptical.

A morning passed quickly, and there were many disciples who had been promoted, but with the advancement of these disciples, it was also accompanied by the failure of some disciples.

After watching the battle for so long, Chen Haoran also found several characters that were not simple.

One is a small Taoist priest under the old man's sect in the green robe, who makes good use of Taoism. There are also the female disciples under the beautiful woman in the blue and white dress, although some have been eliminated, but there are also some female disciples who are not weak.

What caught Chen Haoran's attention the most was the first beautiful woman with a similar aura to Lin Xueyao and Chen Shining in the Dragon Group, but her face was covered by a thin layer of white veil, making it impossible to see her true appearance.

But even so, ordinary people's words just looking at those big eyes are enough to make people addicted to them.

seemed to be aware of Chen Haoran's gaze, and Lin Xueyao looked at the woman with a little hostility in her eyes.

In addition to these two people, there is also a man in a fiery red robe, and the sect to which this man belongs seems to be mainly flames, and all of them are fire spells.

As for those monks, it is not simple, it seems that this must be the Qingfeng Temple, the Frozen Gorge, the Burning Sky Valley and the Ten Thousand Buddha Gates among the six righteous sects.

It is remembered that the Xuantian Hall and the Heavenly Sword Sect happen to be the six first-class forces.

"Number Five and Number One Hundred and Eighteen!"

While Chen Haoran was looking around, there was also an extra figure on the stage.

Dark red, dark red all over the body.

As soon as this person appeared, Xuan Zhenzi's face also changed, and he hurriedly closed his eyes and used his spiritual power to transmit a message to his disciples.

Long dark red hair, dark red robes, and dark red pupils.

Looking at the audience, the man looked directly at Chen Haoran in the crowd, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yes, this person, is the war.

Looking up at the other party, Chen Haoran also slowly stood up, and the killing intent in his eyes also erupted, making the surrounding disciples feel as if they were in an extremely cold place.

Looking at the junior brother who seemed to have changed into a different person, Lin Xueyao also whispered with some worry, "Senior brother?"

"Ah, I'm sorry!"

When he came back to his senses, he looked at the disciples around him with some fear, and Chen Haoran also scratched the back of his head with some embarrassment.

"Is he?"

"He is the disciple who represents Hades. ”

Looking at the handsome man on the stage, a trace of surprise flashed in Lin Xueyao's eyes.

"Don't be fooled by his appearance, wait a minute, you'll see his bloody methods. ”

The opponent who fought in the conversation also slowly came to the opposite side, feeling the breath of the other party, and a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph! I thought that the disciple who represented the All Demon Sect was so powerful that he wasn't just a weak imp!"

Hearing this, the disciples in the audience also laughed.

Ignoring this, the referee shouted to start and stepped aside.

"Demon Sect boy, send him to death obediently!"

As soon as he spoke, an extremely strong True Sect aura also surged out from that disciple.

"Noise!"

A cold voice sounded, and then the disciple's breath stopped abruptly, and his head suddenly exploded like a watermelon, and the red and white streamed to the ground.

"The weak, only the one who looks up and barks!"

A faint voice resounded throughout the silent square.