As the minutes passed, more and more people rushed to this place. In just one day and one night, there were already a sea of people, and there were many people in strange costumes, such as artemisia grass. Moreover, all those who come here are at worst visceral cultivators, most of them are in the realm of half-step grandmasters, and even the kings of the grandmaster realm, which are rarely seen on weekdays, have come a lot.

Wu Biyun came to the Wanshengmen camp as a matter of course, and talked in a low voice with a group of senior brothers and uncles. Like the Wanshengmen, this time the Huoli Sect also dispatched four Grandmaster Realm kings, two of whom were cultivators of the Rebirth Realm.

As for the Golden Sword Pavilion and the Hall of Eternal Life, the two giant sects, probably because of the long distance, each of them only had one king, and he had led his disciples to experience it before. But even so, no force dares to underestimate it, and no one dares to offend. After all, the forces they represent are something that other sect families can't afford to provoke.

Today's sun is so good, shining on people, warm. The breeze makes people feel comfortable and comfortable, and they can't help but get a good night's sleep.

A lot of people think so.

Haoran Sword Academy, the prohibition of this ancient relic is getting weaker and weaker, and it probably won't be long before you can break in. More and more people's minds can't help but live, which lucky person will fall on the inheritance!

"Okay, everyone," Xiang Yuedu, the leader of the Wanshengmen, opened his mouth with a faint smile, "Let's talk about your opinions!"

"There are so many forces that are mixed, if you want one or several forces to join forces and clean up the others, it is obviously impossible!"

"So we should determine the number of people entering according to their respective strengths!"

Xiang Yuedui and Jiang Bu looked at each other and smiled, and said at the same time with a tacit understanding.

"What do the Dao friends of the Golden Sword Pavilion and the Hall of Eternal Life think?" asked Xiang Yuedu.

"I'll wait for the guest to do whatever I want!" said the two Coordination Realm Kings of the Golden Sword Pavilion and Changsheng, Jin Buchang and Zhao Yangchen clasped their fists. Unlike the Wansheng Sect and the Huoli Sect, the sect where they are located is very far away from the dark and dense forest, and it is reasonable to say that they are guests and others are the masters.

"In this way, let Prince Dongming arrange this matter!" Seeing that the others did not object, Xiang Yuedui called Wang Dongming and told him in a low voice.

"Everyone, be quiet!" After listening to Xiang Yuedu's narration, Prince Dongming went straight to the field, clasped his hands into fists, and said loudly.

Many people have seen the conversation he had with the Four Great Sects just now, and they all want to know what tricks they are playing. Therefore, when they heard Wang Dongming's words, they all stopped talking, and the originally noisy scene soon quieted down.

Glancing around with satisfaction, it seemed that there was still a slightly provocative gaze, and for a moment when he stayed on Prince Nanli, Wang Dongming spoke: "Another ancient relic was born, and judging by its momentum, it still belongs to the top inheritance. I think many people are looking forward to it, hoping that it belongs to them! However, you should also know that when it comes to inheritance, it will definitely go through many tests, and if you are weak, you will simply look for death. Moreover, if you want to be recognized by the ancient ruins, you must have people with great wisdom, great talent, and great luck. ”

"Your grandmother's little hairy baby, if you have something to say, you can let it go. Don't talk so much nonsense, it's actually delaying Lao Tzu's drinking!" Just as Prince Dongming was talking, a buzzing voice suddenly remembered.

Prince Dongming's eyes flashed, and his falcon-like gaze swept towards everyone. And the Sun and Moon Guards also released their murderous aura without reservation. Maybe it's because there are too many people, but after a while, I didn't find out who was speaking out.

"What the fuck are you scaring Lao Tzu!"

Just as Wang Dongming was about to continue, another voice came. At this time, even the people of the four major sects couldn't help frowning. After all, Prince Dongming was their elected representative, but the other party ridiculed them without mercy, which was obviously contempt for their authority.

"Hmph!" Prince Dongming snorted coldly, his face was not very good-looking, "If anyone has any opinions, it is a man, just stand up and speak uprightly, don't shrink your head like a turtle and dare not show up!"

"You're fucking, are you a man, just go home and ask your mother!"

As soon as Prince Dongming's words fell, another voice sounded, and everyone finally couldn't help it and burst into laughter. I don't know where it is sacred, whether it is because it has a relationship with the four major sects, or whether it has a festival with the Dongming Empire, and it is so superb to say that it is so good! Many people are secretly looking forward to the staging of a good show.

Sun Moon Wei finally couldn't hold it back, and some of the team members scattered. Even the disciples of the four major sects were a little nervous, wanting to find out who it was, daring to be so presumptuous!

Unlike these people, after all, they are the kings of the reincarnation realm, and they can discover something more essential, Xiang Yuedui and Jiang Bu still glanced at each other, but they couldn't help but change their complexions. Although they were sure that the three voices did not come from one person, they could not capture the source of the sounds. Then there is only one possibility, the other party's means are not under them.

Taking a deep breath, he motioned to the moon dusk for Wang Dongming to retreat, and slowly stepped forward, the power of the king was released without reservation, and said, "Okay!"

Xiang Yuedui paused, and Sen Ran's gaze swept across everyone, as if he wanted to wait, the one who spoke at first.

After a while, it seemed that the mysterious figure had no intention of tearing his face for the time being, and his voice was full of provocation, and he didn't think about it again, and then Xiang Yuedui spoke: "According to the previous rules, according to the strength of each party, the number of people entering the ruins will be determined! Twenty people from each of our four major sects, fifteen people from each of the other super forces, and ten people from other first-class forces and super families!"

"Then how do we determine the number of casual cultivators?" At this time, a casual cultivator king spoke.

Xiang Yue glanced at him faintly and said, "Each Loose Cultivation King can lead three followers!"

In fact, he was also very helpless about the scattered cultivation forces.

On weekdays, these people are all lone rangers, each of them sweeps the snow in front of the door, and no one will obey anyone, but every time they encounter the distribution of benefits like ancient inheritance, they are surprisingly united. Just like now, there are more than a dozen people in the Grandmaster Realm alone.

If they are not given a reasonable answer, these people will inevitably rush to the top regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, which will make any force feel a headache. After all, they came from all over the Qianlong Continent, and they ran away when they killed someone, and they didn't care at all.

Of course, they won't ask too much, because everyone knows that no matter how strong their personal strength is, they can't compare with a big force!

"So how do we count!"

"Yes! What about us!" At this time, the leaders of some second- and third-rate forces shouted one after another. These are some emerging forces, they have no background, and the number of kings in the Grandmaster Realm in the sect can be counted with a slap, and there are not even 'old men' who have cultivated in the Divine Soul Realm.

"You" glanced at them, "Of course, it's based on casual cultivation!"

"Why, absolutely not!"

"No! it's not fair!"

Hearing that they were just counting them as casual cultivators, these people didn't do it. The most of them came, and most of the two people who coordinated the cultivation of the realm were only one person to lead the team. At this rate, they can only lead a maximum of four people, which is very unacceptable.

"Fair?"

Xiang Yuedu's tone was cold, and he suddenly shot out mercilessly, a huge palm without warning, condensed in the blink of an eye in the fiftieth of an eye, and instantly slapped at the person who shouted the loudest before.

"Bang!" the old man, who didn't have time to resist, was like a toad, 'inlaid' on the ground.

"Talk to me about fairness!" Xiang Yuedui didn't look at him again, walked to the Wanshengmen camp by himself, and slowly closed his eyes, "If you don't have any opinions, then prepare to work together in half an hour to break the ban!"