When he came to the finals registration office, he handed the token of resurrection to the deacon, who double-checked it, and then looked at it and asked, "Are you ******?"

Zhang Di nodded, he had changed back to his ****** appearance at this time, and participated in the name of a casual cultivator.

He also knew that his identity had probably been exposed, but only the people of the Heavenly Demon Society knew about it, and the others didn't know it. Fortunately, the safety of the Linggu finals is very high, and he is not afraid that the Heavenly Demon Club will attack this, even if he does not make a move in person, he is not afraid.

"Let's go inside! Wait for the finals to start in three days. The deacon returned the token, then waved his hand and ordered him to enter.

Zhang Di nodded, slowly walked into the registration office, immediately the vision changed, his mind was slightly dizzy, he had been teleported to a certain place, and when he could see the vision in front of him, he saw that he came to a valley with birds and flowers, and there were houses and buildings on the side.

A deacon of the competition walked up, cultivated about the foundation building period, took the token and looked at it, and then said solemnly: "******, you can rest in the house next to you first, and wait patiently for the finals to start in three days." Don't make any trouble during this time, or I'll expel you, do you hear clearly?"

"I hear you. Zhang Di replied indifferently.

Seeing that he was quite cooperative, the deacon's face softened, and he returned the token to Zhang Di, and then waved his hand, Zhang Di's eyes swept towards the house, and he chose a room at random and walked into it quietly.

There were a total of thirty-two participants in the finals, of which the Qingyue faction was in the first place, with a total of seven disciples entering the finals; followed by the Southern Demon Demon Sect, with a total of six disciples; the third was the Southern Lingxiao Sect, with a total of five; then the Northern Sect's Wind and Fire Divine Sect, with a total of three, and the stunned Qinglu Fei was also among them; and finally, some scattered sect disciples passed one or two respectively, and the black and white young men from the Southern Min Yue Sect and the Xiaoshan Sect were naturally among them.

As for the loose cultivators, there were only three, Zhang Di and the other two players, one was a thin man with a cold gaze, who was the spy of the Heavenly Demon Society who had spoken to Zhang Di before, and the other was Xing Bin, who led Zhang Di into the Xing family.

These people could not participate in the competition for some reason except for this period of time, such as Jin Hongming died in the hands of Zhang Di, and twenty-eight people came back one after another and settled in the house.

Because Zhang Di has been closed in order to avoid the eyes and ears of others, but his mind has been released, and the surrounding situation has not departed from his attention, when he found that Master Jin Wuming was participating in the competition with Jin Ruolin, who had restored his original appearance, the two of them looked good, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and their hearts were temporarily put down.

But then I saw Jin Qingyun with Jin Ruotian, and the two walked in with gloomy faces, obviously Jin Hongming fell unexpectedly, and his father and son were very angry, and when they took a look at Jin Wuming, their eyes were cold and angry.

Jin Wuming naturally knew from Jin Ruolin's mouth about the good things he had done in vain, and when he saw the two of them like this, he didn't know that Zhang Di must have made them suffer a big loss, so he deliberately hugged his fists and said: "Huh, Brother Qingyun, why didn't you see your eldest son? Is it that he is in poor health and can't compete?"

Jin Qingyun glared at Jin Wuming viciously, gritted his teeth and said, "Jin Wuming, you taught your apprentice well, and you actually killed my two sons, you quickly call him out!"

"Poof!" Jin Wuming was drinking tea with a teacup, and when he heard this, a mouthful of tea squirted out, glanced at his daughter beside him, and said in surprise: "Your eldest son Jin Hongming is also dead?"

"Is that still fake?" Jin Qingyun glared angrily, almost roaring, and then suddenly thought of something, and shouted: "Wait, what do you mean that my eldest son is also dead? Don't you know about him? Your apprentice Zhang Di didn't tell you?"

Jin Wuming really didn't expect that Jin Hongming was at the eleventh level of the Qi refining period, and his apprentice Zhang Di was only at the fifth level of body refining, and he heard Jin Ruolin say the previous means of killing Jin Zhifeng, but with the help of the Golden Light Array, he killed Jin Zhifeng and more than ten others in a row. But later, Zhang Di asked Jin Ruolin to go first, and how he killed Jin Hongming is unknown.

Thinking of this, Jin Wuming was surprised and delighted, and couldn't help but secretly say: "This Zhang Di is really surprising, I don't know if he came to participate in the competition?" If he comes, he must be allowed to avoid it as soon as possible, so as not to be poisoned by Jin Qingyun's father and son." ”

While casually dealing with Jin Qingyun, he swept his mind away, and suddenly heard a thin voice in his ears: "Master, are you looking for an apprentice?"

Jin Qingyun was pleasantly surprised: "Don't come out, just stay in the house." ”

Zhang Di said: "Master, that Jin Hongming was killed by a disciple, and the secret is difficult to explain, and the apprentice will tell him when the time is right." ”

"Okay, good, this really makes the teacher happy!" Jin Qingyun was overjoyed in his heart, and then looked at Jin Qingyun and smiled: "Brother Qingyun, the apprentice Zhang Di is only the fifth level of body refining, how can he kill Jin Hongming, who has the eleventh layer of the Qi refining period! There must be a misunderstanding here, Brother Qingyun should be restless." ”

Jin Qingyun strode forward, there was already an extra golden light hammer in his hand, he raised it high, and glared angrily at Jin Wuming and was about to smash it down; Jin Wuming was naturally not afraid, he looked at him coldly, and with a shake of his hand, there was also an extra green light hammer, which was horizontal in front of his chest.

Just as the two of them were about to make a move, they suddenly heard someone next to them shouting: "Stop it!" With the voice, four or five deacons rushed over, all of them were cultivating in the foundation building period, separating the two of them.

The deacon of the competition headed by him was an old man, who had enough mid-stage cultivation to build the foundation, and glanced at the two of them coldly, and said: "There are rules in the competition, and those who do it without permission and disturb the competition will be expelled." What, are you two going to be expelled?"

Jin Wuming said: "Don't dare, it's just legitimate defense, not a troublemaker." ”

Jin Qingyun glared at him fiercely and said, "Jin Wuming, we'll see you in the final!" Then he waved his hand and turned around with his disciples to leave, not even giving this old man face.

The old man snorted angrily and waved his hand: "It's all gone!"

The crowd of onlookers, plus Jin Wuming and others, dispersed one after another.

Zhang Di didn't show up from beginning to end, but he took in the whole scene, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

However, after such an incident, the atmosphere of the competition was much more solemn, and it was reported in the next few days that they chose a house to close their doors and wait for the finals to begin.

Three days later, with a loud shout: "The final of the Linggu Competition begins, please all the players play!"

The houses opened one after another, and all the contestants walked out.

I saw the old deacon flying in the air, and said with a serious expression: "Everyone, listen, the final is a melee mode, the foundation building period monks and the foundation building period monks are fighting, and the qi refining period is fighting with the body refining masters!"

"The so-called melee is actually the cultivation of the Spirit Valley of the Competition, but the Spirit Field, the Spirit Valley and other auxiliary materials are all selected by themselves, and the monks of the Foundation Building Period are assigned to the central area of the competition area, separated from other low-level players.

The final assessment results depend on the grade and quality of the Spiritual Valley, as well as the cultivation of the grower. The lower the cultivation level, the higher the grade and quality of the Spirit Valley, the higher the score, and the more likely it is to rank high.

Since it is a melee, it is also allowed to attack the Lingtian of other players, but it is limited to the use of weapons provided by the tournament, such as insect infestations, puppet beasts, and low-level spell scrolls.

The purpose of this move is to increase the intensity of the competition, secondly, to cultivate everyone's ability to deal with crises in the process of cultivating the Spirit Valley, and thirdly, it is also a drill to resist the attack of the Heavenly Demons in advance!"

Speaking of this in one breath, the deacon paused slightly, his eyes swept over everyone's faces, only to see that everyone was excited, nervous, puzzled, or surprised, this person smiled, and said: "The twenty-eight people present are all the elites of our northern and southern factions of the Spirit Valley, and they will also be the pillars of our northern and southern factions to resist the invasion of heavenly demons in the future, in order to fully examine your strength, the final will enter the fifth layer, and the time acceleration ban will be opened, and the competition period is one year!

He immediately ordered everyone to teleport through the teleportation array set up here and teleport to the top floor of the Infinite Immortal Pagoda together.

Spirit Valley Grand Final, Start!(To be continued.) )