The new disciples of the Five Great Immortal Sect tried the challenge round, and soon had a rough result. Of the forty-seven new disciples who were qualified to challenge, including Bai Yitong, thirteen of them finally gave up halfway. Originally, because Bai Yitong was the only new disciple who defeated the Guardian Monk, Heavenly Medicine Valley planned to make an exception for him. However, the other sects resolutely disagreed, saying that the rules could not be allowed or so on, and the monk in charge of the Heavenly Medicine Valley had no choice but to stop.

The disciples of the Five Great Immortal Sects summarized and classified the results of the challenge to the monks, and then submitted them to the judgment seat for selection. The monks of the five immortal sects looked at the results one by one, and circled them on the ranking book one after another, before handing them over to the disciples below to read out the selection results. Finally, rewards are distributed based on rankings. The top five in the challenge round will each be rewarded with a Tsukidan. The sixth to fifteenth places will each be rewarded with a low-grade magic weapon. In addition, the new disciples who won the first place will be rewarded with a bottle of Baicui Dan. Baicui Dan is usually only a gain-cultivation type pill, but if it is taken when building a foundation, it can play an auxiliary effect such as enlightenment. Therefore, the value of this bottle of Baicui Pill is especially better than that of low-level high-grade magic weapons.

"One Hitomi. ”

Ye Shui'er called softly, and stopped beside Bai Yitong. Now that she and Bai Yitong belong to the same family, titles such as Daoyou can no longer be used.

"Leaf ...... Uncle Shi, is there something wrong with me?"

Bai Yitong heard the voice and immediately withdrew from the pranayama.

"With your strength, you are the first place in this challenge round. I don't understand, why did you choose to give up?"

Ye Shui'er asked softly with a gentle expression.

"I'm sorry Uncle Shi, I disappointed you. I've always wanted to live an ordinary life, even now as a monk. The feeling of being stared at all the time makes me restless. So I ......"

Bai Yitong has a very good impression of Ye Shui'er, and he already treats her as a friend in his heart. That's why I told her what she really thought.

"You win glory for the Xianmen, and you have the protection of the Xianmen. You...... What are you afraid of?"

Ye Shui'er frowned slightly.

"Probably because of my heart. And...... I'm going back to Los Angeles. ”

Bai Yitong was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Go back to Luoguo?!Although I don't know why you want to join the Phantom Moon Palace, but now you're gone. Isn't it farther and farther away from what you hope?"

Ye Shui'er frowned slightly.

......

After the trial of the new disciples of the Five Great Immortal Sects, some of the monks smiled, and some sighed. But most of the monks had a dull expression. The monks of the five immortal sects all stood up and left the judgment seat one after another. Just as they were about to announce the end of the match, a riot broke out under the ring. At first, the riot was only a small area, but after a few moments it spread to the ring. In a short period of time, more than half of the monks in the entire Immortal City Square fell into chaos.

Bai Yitong hurriedly looked at the crowd. It was found that many monks had fallen in pools of blood. The scene is full of swords and swords, and spells are vertical and horizontal. The originally orderly Xiancheng Square has become a battlefield of brutality and slaughter at this time. Originally, these monks were mainly casual cultivators, so they were naturally a rabble. At this time, they met each other but didn't know whether they were friends or enemies, so they had a situation of killing directly in front of each other.

At this moment, the regulations of Xiancheng have long ceased to exist!

Sometimes, when there are too many people to kill, they become addicted. It's just that the square is about a hundred miles away, but there are more than 100,000 monks. The intensity can be imagined. Monks are present almost every few feet. In this situation, the more the killer kills, the more he kills, the more addicted he becomes. Like, harvesting leeks. In less than half an hour. The more than 100,000 monks in the square fell by thirty percent. The riots escalated into widespread scuffle and massacre.

Within a small half an hour, a layer of blood was shrouded in Xiancheng Square, its surroundings, and the sky. Pungent gore. Everywhere you go. Bai Yitong was attracted by the blood qi, and the blood veins in his body suddenly churned violently. He played two heart clearing techniques in a row, but he could only temporarily maintain his clarity. In this case. The only way to stay awake is to use blood beads. He figured out the point, so he took out the bead of blood. It's just that he didn't know when, the blood beads actually underwent an unknown change. The blood bead was originally a very crystal clear blood cell, but at this time, it became a turbid and rich blood cell. Time was urgent, and Bai Yitong didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately held the blood beads in his mouth.

The slightest trace of blood qi poured madly into Bai Yitong's mouth and nose like a whirlpool of rushing water. From a distance, he looked like a bloody demon, enjoying and sucking blood. However, Bai Yitong's internal force did not react. Even the blood beads that absorbed blood qi did not swell a bit. It was as if a great deal of flesh was not pouring into his mouth. At this moment of sobriety, he secretly pondered behind all this.

"Hmph, could it be that the blood boy is a troublemaker, and this blood bead was dropped by him?"

Bai Yitong suddenly thought of a possibility, and immediately took out the blood beads.

"He's the only one who touched my storage ring, and he must have swapped the blood beads while I was unconscious. This killing melee is just afraid that it will have nothing to do with him. But what did he put this fake blood bead in my place for? my blood wounds, the blood qi produced by the killing, the fake blood beads...... Could it be that from the very beginning, he was calculated?"

Bai Yitong snorted coldly, and his fingers suddenly twisted the fake blood beads into powder.

Because Bai Yitong's performance just now was too weird, several monks near him suddenly became suspicious. Even Jiang Xiayu and the others looked at him with strange expressions. Bai Yitong ignored them and turned and walked to the edge of the ring. Since the change occurred in the square, the Xiancheng guards rushed to stop it. But just a few thousand Immortal City Guardian monks, where did they manage this kind of large-scale melee. The monks of the Five Great Immortal Sects had never seen such a scene. The five monks discussed it and decided to wait and see for the time being. Because although the audience was in a mess, no one came to the stage to harass the disciples of the Five Great Immortal Sects. Therefore, there is no reason for the disciples of the Five Great Immortal Sects to meddle in the affairs of Junzhou Immortal City.

Bai Yitong walked to the edge of the ring, and Linglong's heart was running against the blood. After some careful calculations, he found that the monks in the chaotic war could be roughly divided into two camps. One is the camp of a huge group of innocent monks, and the other is the camp of killing monks with murderous aura hidden in the blood of their bodies. Killing monks can also be said to be innocent, because their bloodline is sealed with killing intent. Therefore, they are urged to kill people by this killing intent, and only the killing intent of killing people will be temporarily vented. However, the downside to them is that every time they kill someone, they accumulate a trace of blood. When a certain amount of blood erodes the mind, the person truly becomes a killing machine. (To be continued......)