Seeing that Yanliu's income was staking more and more, Xuanxu Old Ancestor's originally calm face also had a trace of undetectable melancholy.

Dozens of Jindan Ancestors and Elders of the Yin Demon Sect are all rich figures, and each of them has a minimum bet of more than fifty spirits, and a few of them have old grudges with Xuansha Ancestors and directly threw off five or six hundred bets. plus more than 20 Jindan ancestors of small and medium-sized forces who came to watch the ceremony.

In just half an hour, Yanliu has already collected more than 10,000 bets. Among them, there are less than 800 bets that suppress Yu Kesheng, and you have to count the 500 bets cast by the sword demon in one go.

If he wins, the Xuansha Ancestor will naturally soar into the sky. If he loses, even if the old guy who ranks in the top three of the Yin Netherworld Demon Sect with his net worth, he can't afford to be a **.

What should I do if I can't afford to pay it back? As an ancestor and the most promising Jindan monk in the sect at present, the sect will not let him go, but after the matter is resolved, he will have to work as a coolie to pay off the debts of the sect, and it will be difficult to cultivate as leisurely and happily as he is now, if he is unlucky, I am afraid that he will not be able to pay it off until he dies, and he will have to leave the debt to his daughter.

Xuan Xuan Ancestor glanced at Yu Ke not far away, and had the intention to ask him to come over and warn him, and then thought that this kid had already agreed to the conditions of the Cave Xuan Old Demon, if he was defeated, the Chaos Soul Sealing Demon Cave would be enough for him to drink a pot, and he didn't think it was interesting to warn him again.

At this time, Situ Huiying had already made a bet, and was chatting with Si Tianxin about something, when Fu Ying, the chief disciple of the Illusion Demon Palace, who had changed into a neon robe and feather coat, walked over with a smile.

"You all overwhelm Yu Kesheng?" Fu Ying asked curiously.

"Yes, is there anything wrong with Senior Sister Fu Ying?" asked Si Tianxin with a smile.

"It's okay, I'm with you. After speaking, he twisted his waist and walked to Lu Peng, took out five high-grade spirit stones and said to Yan Liu: "Five notes, buy Yu Kesheng." ”

After getting the credentials, he came to Si Tianxin's second daughter, "Let's advance and retreat together, you suppress Yu Ke, and I will be with you." ”

Yu Ke's ears were sharp, and he also understood from afar, "What do you mean that they press me, and you also press?"

"Sanying, what Sanying. "Si Tianxin is obviously not as obscene as Yu Ke.

"It's spread all over the outside, what are the seven sons of the underworld, renamed Sanying and Sixiu, and the three of us are Sanying. Fu Ying smiled.

"These people are boring. Si Tianxin shook his head slightly.

In the blink of an eye, the three-day elimination tournament was completed, and after thousands of battles, one hundred and fifteen winners were finally selected from more than 1,500 ordinary disciples.

Although there are many restrictions of rules, after thousands of battles, more than 20 people were killed before they had time to admit defeat, except for the dead and seriously injured.

The Great Sect Comparison is the easiest and most effective way to obtain the Tongxuan Pill. As long as you fight into the top 100, you can have a Tongxuan Pill into the account.

Except for the Dabi path, it is difficult for ordinary disciples to obtain the Tongxuan Pill to ascend to the sky, and the chances of ordinary Qi cultivation period cultivators wanting to earn 100,000 contribution points are much smaller than breaking into the top 100.

As for letting the sect directly distribute the Tongxuan Pill, it is even more unthinkable. Even a genius like Si Tianxin had to be obtained through his own efforts, let alone ordinary disciples.

As soon as the knockout round is over, the second stage of the competition begins. One hundred and fifteen winning ordinary disciples and eighty-five personal disciples were divided into fifty groups and began the group round-robin competition.

Yu Ke was divided into the forty-fourth group, and in addition to himself, there was still a personal disciple of Netherworld City and two ordinary disciples whose cultivation was worthy of reaching the peak of the eleventh layer of the Qi cultivation period.

The first enemy to fight against was the personal disciple of the Netherworld, this person's name was Han Sanchu, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the Qi cultivation period, although he had only recently stepped into the peak of the Qi training period, but his cultivation alone was half a step stronger than Yu Ke.

"Yu Ke?" Han Sanchu sneered at the guy in front of him who was rumored to be rumored because of the gambling war with the Yuan Demon Relic.

As a personal disciple, he is naturally a little arrogant, especially when his cultivation is stronger than the other party: "I want to see what kind of ability you have to challenge the boss of the Seven Sons of the Netherworld." Han Sanchu sneered.

"That's a lot of nonsense. Yu Ke didn't bother to lift his eyelids.

"The battle begins!" Seeing that the two of them were ready, the deacon of the Spinning Period who was supervising the battle on the side immediately gave an order.

"Hmph" Han Sanchu sneered, and neatly summoned a ghost pawn peak ghost servant holding a high-grade magic weapon-level ghost soldier battle knife from the soul ring on his fingertips, and at the same time, a ghost fire sword flew out, directly taking Yu Ke.

Yu Ke didn't rush to summon the ghost servant, and with a flick of his fingers, a javelin-like Yin Netherworld bone arrow condensed out of thin air, flashing a compelling ghostly light and shooting towards Han Sanchu.

"Hey, what a strong divine thought!" The Jindan ancestors who were far away from the viewing platform had already shrouded their divine thoughts in the ring where Yu Ke was, and it was a matter of their own bets, and the ancestors of all families obviously wanted to see what hole cards this little guy who dared to challenge the heirs of the Yuan Demon Relic had any hole cards.

"If you lose, the spell of the Nether Bone Arrow is the most important divine thought, and the stronger the divine thought, the more powerful it is. This kid didn't make a move before, and this seat only noticed that his divine thoughts were stronger than those of the same level of monks, but he didn't expect it to be so strong. Nether Ancestor shook his head with some regret.

After the Netherworld Bone Arrow flew out, Yu Ke's right palm followed closely, and a Netherworld Blood Hand followed this Netherworld Bone Arrow and flew towards Han Sanchu. At the same time, the ghost shadow escape method was unfolded, leaving a string of welcomes in the ring, and directly threw the ghost servant who deceived him out of the distance.

The "Qiang ......" Nether Bone Arrow collided with the top-grade magic-level Netherworld Ghost Fire Sword in the air, directly knocking the flying sword to the side, and killing Han Sanchu without slowing down at all.

That Han Sanchu also counted it, and at the same time as summoning the spirit ghost flying sword, a high-grade magical-level small shield instantly set up a layer of defense in front of him, and seeing that the Netherworld Bone Arrow easily pushed away his flying sword, he hurriedly cast a spell of Yin Evil Shield.

There was a muffled sound of "bang ......", and the Nether Bone Arrow slammed into the small shield of the magic weapon blocking the way, and after smashing, it burst open, directly knocking the small shield back to its original shape.

Then the Yin and Yin Blood Handprints that followed slammed into Han Sanchu's Yin Evil Shield, and suddenly the Yin Demon Shield shattered, and the blood handprints of nearly half of the power still hit Han Sanchu's chest heavily, knocking him upside down and flying off the ring.

Before he landed, a Netherworld disciple who was watching the battle held him up.

The whole process is a long time, in fact, it is a matter of the blink of an eye, everyone thought that there would be a good fight, but they didn't expect a personal disciple to be defeated so gorgeously.

"Not only the divine thoughts, but even the cultivation is also very condensed, otherwise the power of the Yin and Bloody Hands would not be so great. A certain Jindan Ancestor who was watching the battle commented: "And this kid's spell application is already perfect." ”

"What a ruthless method, the cave boy is not a son of man!" Yu Ke's side had just ended, and a certain ancestor on the viewing platform jumped up again.

But it turned out that it was Sun Fei's son who faced an ordinary disciple of Sanqing Mountain, and he made a ruthless move as soon as he saw it, and it was also a nether bone arrow, and he shot the opponent with a medium-grade magic weapon-level defensive magic shield, and finally did not wait for others to beg for mercy, and directly controlled the bone arrow to explode and blow that person to pieces.

In this regard, although this ancestor was angry, he could not attack. After all, according to the regulations, only after the other party begs for mercy and admits defeat, the killer is considered intentional homicide. Although Sun Fei's hand knew that he was deliberate, he couldn't find a reason to pursue it, so he could only pinch his nose and admit it.

Yu Ke stood in the ring and shook his head when he saw this scene from a distance, "Why bother, kill people without purpose, mad dog?"

In the thirty-seventh ring, a disciple of the twelfth layer of the Qi cultivation period looked at the iron head in front of him who was more than one head taller than him.

"Don't worry, there's no need for me not to kill. Iron Man smiled.

"Thank you, brother. The monk replied respectfully, and then with a flick of his wrist, a peak ghost pawn flew out, and at the same time, a high-grade magic weapon flying sword shot at the iron head, and he used the ghost shadow escape method to sweep backwards.

"Cunning, don't you want to fight me in close combat?" Iron Head laughed, took off the giant war knife on his back, and approached the monk as if he were strolling leisurely.

With a swing of the sword, the ghost pawn holding the high-grade ghost soldier was directly smashed away, and the second knife went down, and the flying sword that was shot was thrown out more than ten zhang, and the war knife was raised again, and the person had already arrived in front of the monk.

"Lose, I admit defeat!"

"That's good. The iron head laughed, patted the panicked opponent, put away his sword and walked out of the ring.

In the other ring, Fu Ying of the Phantom Demon Palace shook his soft waist with a smile and slowly walked towards a male cultivator, but the male cultivator stared at Fu Ying like a pig brother, and every time Fu Ying took a step forward, the male cultivator took a step back, and the monk who was familiar with him in the audience was not sober no matter how he called, and he stepped to the edge of the ring in a few steps, and then fell down without suspense.

This scene made the monks in the audience smack their tongues, and this woman's illusion really deserved its reputation and won a monk of the same rank without blood.

"Draw your sword!" shouted to Situ Huiying with a fleshy Demon Refining Peak disciple holding a giant battle knife.

"You're not worthy of me drawing my sword, the kid with the iron head is pretty much the same. Situ Huiying snorted coldly, and the sheathed ancient sword flew out directly like a meteor and shot at the opponent.

"Boom!" The scabbard slammed into the man's sword, and the huge thrust made the giant knife directly out of his hand, and the hilt hit the man's chest hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out involuntarily.

In each battle, Yu Ke and the Seven Sons of the Yin and the Underworld easily won the opponent without much effort.

In the next two battles, facing an ordinary disciple who was even worse than Han Sanchu, he naturally won it without much effort.

In this way, the top 100 positions are easily obtained, and a Tongxuan Pill is already in hand.

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