PS: There are four days left for the exam.

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At this time, the spirit boat of the Xuanming Sect was about to land on Jinyuan Island, so the overall speed had dropped a lot, and compared to the flying sword whistling in the rear, it was much slower.

After only a few breaths, the dense locust-like flying swords roared past the spirit boat, and they all stopped in the air in front of the spirit boat.

The man in front of the sword array was dressed in green clothes, with no beard under his chin, and he was a middle-aged man with a bit of a scribe's demeanor. The man stepped on a golden flying sword, his hair pulled up, and an ordinary wooden hairpin was inserted.

He stood in front of the hundreds of people from the Seven Swords Sect, looking at the spirit boat and the people on it with a smile on his face.

Hundreds of Sword Sect monks stepped on the flying swords, standing in the air extremely smoothly, neatly lined up in a goose-shaped formation, and there was a kind of terrifying power coming out.

The speed of the spirit boat slowly decreased, and after a moment, it stopped within a few dozen feet of the middle-aged man.

Inside the spirit boat, Cheng Qingyi's voice came out faintly, saying: "Jin Sanchuan, you don't practice hard in the door, and strive to become a great monk as soon as possible, but why do you come here to join in the fun?"

The sword cultivators behind the man who was called Jin Sanchuan by Cheng Qingyi were all solemn, and their eyes showed a cold look.

The sharp sword qi was born with their gaze, converging into a huge transparent sword shadow, slashing straight towards the Xuanming Sect Spirit Boat.

There was a soft snort from the spirit boat, and no spiritual light was seen. The huge sword shadow that looked majestic shattered inch by inch in this cold snort and turned into flying ashes.

The Xuanming Sect's disciple's face was shocked, and the aura that had just been snatched away by the sword array recovered a little.

The disciples of the Sword Sect changed their faces again, and they seemed to want to make a move.

Jin Sanchuan, who was in front of everyone, shook his head slowly, and then said solemnly: "Jin Sanchuan is here to meet Tsing Yi Zhenjun. After saying this, he really arched his hand and bowed to the spirit boat not far away.

Many sword cultivators showed doubts and dissatisfaction in their eyes, and they didn't understand why their own sword venerable would be so low in their voice to the monks of the Xuanming Sect.

"Do what you worship me. Cheng Qingyi still refused to show up, but said: "Now that the visit is over, you should get out of the way quickly, so many flying swords are clearly blocking the front, and I am also uncomfortable." ”

The faces of the sword cultivators changed again, and there was a faint sword qi out of their bodies, ready to attack.

Jin Sanchuan waved his hand to the rear and said, "You guys should withdraw first, I want to talk to the sword master in Tsing Yi for a while." ”

He didn't call Cheng Qingyi "True Monarch" this time, but called him "Sword Master". When the sword cultivators behind heard this title, their faces changed drastically, and they all showed a little shock and understanding.

In this Xuanying realm, the only person who can be called the sword master is Jiang Lanjian. When did the Xuanming Sect also have an additional sword master? Or the Yuanying Great Cultivator that they had never heard of.

However, the disciples of the Sword Sect paid the most attention to the rules, and when the Sword Venerable gave an order, they turned their sword bodies one after another and flew towards Jinyuan Island.

The figure of Jin Sanchuan flashed, and he entered the spirit boat. The blue shield outside the Lingzhou didn't even flicker, allowing him, an outsider, to break in.

In the middle of the spirit boat, the door of a certain pavilion was not opened.

Jin Sanchuan stepped into it, leaving everyone looking at each other.

The attic door closed, and the spirit boat shook slightly, but it drove slowly.

Not far away, the scenery of Jinyuan Island is majestic, and it slowly comes into the eyes of everyone.

In a cup of tea, the spirit boat stood still in mid-air on a beach on Jinyuan Island.

Below, hundreds of sword cultivators stood in formation, solemn.

This beach is extremely vast, Li Mu and the others stood on the spirit boat and looked down, and immediately saw thousands of various demon cultivators standing opposite the sword cultivators, silently confronting each other.

After the sword cultivation, there were also disciples from other sects who arrived early and were standing quietly.

After Lingzhou stopped, Cheng Qingyi's voice came, and he ordered: "Lingxiao and Lingtong are the leaders, take the disciples below and wait for me, remember not to let people stir up trouble and cause trouble." ”

Lingxiao and Lingtong received the order, and with a big show of their own, they took the disciples of the Transformation Stage on the boat to a certain place on the beach below.

The monks of the foundation building period wearing green clothes followed closely behind, and each of them flew down the spirit boat with qi or imperial weapons.

The next moment, the figures of Cheng Qingyi and Jin Sanchuan flew out of the spirit boat, and after the spirit boat was put away, the figures of the two disappeared as soon as they moved.

Li Mu stood beside the hundreds of monks of the Seven Swords Sect with the team, silently observing the crowd in the field.

There was a strange and colorful light in the eyes of the demons, staring closely at the Terran monks here.

Behind Li Mu and the others, there were dozens of monks dressed in black, and the outfit should be the old enemy of the Xuanming Sect, the people of the Huayin Sect.

In addition, there was a group of gray-clothed monks in the back, who must have been from the Western Lingmu Sect.

In addition, there were some monks from the Xiuzhen family who stood scattered, and after arriving here, the disciples of each sect became very silent, and there was no longer that kind atmosphere among themselves.

In the final analysis, after entering Naluo Immortal Island, they are all in a competitive relationship, so it's better not to be too affectionate.

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While Li Mu was observing the others, among the monks of the Huayin Sect, there was also a gaze on his face.

At the same time, among the disciples of the Seven Swords Sect, there were also three people who focused their eyes on Li Mu's face.

Li Mu seemed to feel something, his eyes crossed the crowd, and accurately fell on those people.

Wang Jianfei, Su Yujing, and Su Yutian, these three genius disciples of the Sword Sect, all came here today. Several years have passed, and their cultivation has not broken through the realm of mortal transformation, and all of them have remained at the level of the peak of mortal transformation.

On their backs, each of them carried a long sword with different divine lights, and there was an inexplicable aura in the long sword, which was connected with the aura on their bodies.

In addition to Su Yutian, the other two also successfully conceived their own flying swords after a few years.

After the three of them saw his gaze, except for Su Yutian, who was still indifferent. Su Yujing's eyes froze, revealing a bit of provocation.

The short Wang Jianfei smiled slightly and nodded at him.

Li Mu also smiled politely at him and nodded in greeting.

Su Yujing, who was standing beside Wang Jianfei, had a look of resentment on his face, as if he wanted to make some expressions, but Li Mu had already turned his head.

Suddenly, someone raised their head and turned their gaze to somewhere in the sky—

At the end of the sea level in the distance, a small black dot suddenly appeared. The black dot grew rapidly and approached at a breakneck speed.

When they got closer, everyone saw clearly that the appearance of the black dot was actually a very beautiful and delicate spirit boat.

The whole body of the spirit boat is translucent, like a crystal cast, and it is carved with exquisite pavilions, but those pavilions are obviously only decorative objects, and cannot be used to live in people.

On the outer deck of this spirit boat, there were nearly 100 women with different postures and temperaments. These women were all beautiful people, and many of them were peerless, which immediately attracted a lot of attention from below.

Li Mu's heart moved slightly, his gaze crossed over the many women, fell on someone, and after staring for a moment, he lowered his head.

He had some doubts and worries in his heart, but he didn't expect that after a few years, Wu Nianyi didn't build a foundation, but stayed at the peak of Huafan, and also came here.

In addition to a certain number of foundation building period and Jindan monks in each faction, the mortal stage monks brought here are obviously all going to participate in the blood demon trial.

And this little girl, who is only in her twenties this year, no matter how talented she is, how can she protect herself in that dangerous blood demon trial?

It's just that after a while, Li Mu smiled self-deprecatingly, maybe he was thinking too much. Since the Falling Moon Palace brought her here, it shows that they have confidence in her, maybe Wu Nianyi's strength has far exceeded his expectations.

Anyway, after entering Naluo Immortal Island, just take good care of her.

Just a few days ago, he wrote down all the wonderful methods of Qian Yue that can change people's breath, and after entering Luoxian Island, he will have to experiment carefully. If you can do it, you can also use this method to help the little girl.

The arrival of the female cultivators of the Falling Moon Palace caused a small commotion among the people present, and it quickly calmed down.

On the other hand, the demon clan had been staring closely at the monks of the Seven Swords Sect, and only a few demon cultivators paid attention to the arrival of the female cultivators of the Falling Moon Palace, and they quickly looked away.

The natural hostile relationship between the human race and the demon race has existed since ancient times, and as long as there are monks of the two races in this world, such a hostile relationship will not end. It was only as time went by that the hostility between the two tribes was restrained.

In the Xuanying Realm, both sides followed the guidelines set by their ancestors and tried not to offend each other - and the Blood Demon Trial was one of the manifestations of many hidden rules.

It is only in the blood demon trial that the monks of the two clans can let go of all their scruples and fight for life and death.

The two races of the human race are the primates of all things, but compared to the human race, many demon cultivators are tyrannical in nature and love to kill. Therefore, on the side of the demon clan, there are many primordial demons who can't wait to enter Luoxian Island and kill the human monks to their heart's content—even the alien demon cultivators of other mountain gates.

Just as the Terran sects have grievances and precautions against each other, there are also many suspicions and dissatisfaction between the three major mountain gates of the demon clan. In particular, Ying Choujian, who had been severely suppressed by the Seven Swords Sect for nearly a thousand years, had always had a lot of resentment towards Beiquan Mountain and Jinyuan Island.

This resentment has been accumulating for thousands of years and has not erupted. Recently, there has been a lot of rumors in the entire Xuanying Realm, and there are many rumors that after the Blood Demon Trial, the Seven Swords Sect will go all out to completely wipe out the Eagle Sorrow Stream.

The demon cultivators who were worried about the eagle were afraid and hateful, and they faintly felt that a great disaster was coming. Therefore, this time the blood demon trial on Luo Xian Island will probably be the most chaotic in the past, and I don't know how many monks of the two clans will be killed or injured.

Now that all the factions have arrived, the leaders of the various factions have disappeared, obviously to discuss the opening of Luoxian Island. The monks of the two races who stayed here confronted each other, and the human race had been forbearing, but the demon cultivators frequently faced each other with provocative and insulting eyes and actions, but some hot-tempered monks were not to be outdone, and opened their mouths to scold.

Someone took the lead, and the rest of the angry monks couldn't hold back and joined the scolding battle.

As mentioned earlier, many demon cultivators have mastered the language of the human race, so after hearing the scolding, they also returned the favor. If it weren't for the restraint of the elders present, it is estimated that there would have been demons who couldn't help but jump up and make a move.

The monks of the two clans of the demon clan present, except for the Seven Swords Sect's self-contained identity, the Falling Moon Palace was far away, and the Jinyuan Island was silent, the monks of the two clans of the other factions scolded each other one after another, and all kinds of foul language emerged one after another, which made Li Mu amazed.

Around Li Mu, many disciples of the Xuanming Sect also joined in the scolding. He looked ahead, and even the disciples of the foundation building period joined in, only the Jindan Zhenren who were the leader maintained a flat expression, neither stopping the disciples from scolding the demons, nor participating in it.

At this time, Liu Xianyuan, who was standing beside him, smiled faintly and said to Li Mu: "Senior Brother Li doesn't know how much he knows, before every blood demon trial, the elders of each faction will go to meet first to discuss things such as opening Luo Xian Island and setting up gambling battles, and they will leave their disciples here. ”

"Some of these monks who stayed behind were going to participate in the Blood Demon Trial, and they were inevitably apprehensive in their hearts, so they would mostly participate in the scolding battle to clear the fear in their hearts, while the monks and barbarians in the Foundation Building Period who could not participate in the Blood Demon Trial would use the scolding war to slightly reduce the depression in their hearts. Over the past thousands of years, the scolding war has become a tradition of the Blood Demon Trial, so the elders of the sect will not intervene. ”

Li Mu had a sudden expression on his face, and he looked at the fellow disciples and monks of other sects who were scolding their faces with blue muscles, and his eyes unconsciously carried a bit of sadness.

Most of these monks who participated in the scolding war may stay on it forever after entering Naraxian Island, never to come back.

And he is one of them.

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More than half an hour later, a flash of light flashed in the sky, and then more than a dozen people appeared.

These more than ten people stood on both sides, distinct, each exuding an unfathomable aura, it was obvious that they were the Yuan Infant Stage Monks and Demon Kings of various factions.

The demon kings who have cultivated to the transformation period usually incarnate into human form in addition to encountering strong enemies.

Cheng Qingyi and Jin Sanchuan were also among them, and in addition, there was an old man, a veiled female cultivator, a middle-aged man dressed in black, and a masked man dressed in gray.

There were as many as nine people on the demon clan's side, and one of them was the demon king of the Xiaoyue clan that Li Mu had seen in Beiquan Mountain.

These monks who stood at the peak of the Xuanying Realm were divided into two sides, standing in the air and faintly facing each other.

There was silence below, and no monk dared to speak.

After a while, it was Cheng Qingyi who spoke first: "Now that we have reached the front of the disciples, how to gamble, and ask all the demon kings and true monarchs to come up with a charter. ”

The demon kings and Yuanying Zhenjun present glanced at each other, but none of them refuted Cheng Qingyi's words. This also shows from the side that Cheng Qingyi's cultivation should be the top among these monks. Otherwise, where would these demon kings and true monarchs be so scolded by him.

The audience was even quieter, and they all looked at Cheng Qingyi in the sky with awe and strange eyes. (To be continued.) )