The blue sky was filled with warm light, and large pale red clouds floated across the air, dancing in the wind. The birds fly between the clouds, covered with holiness, and the leaves of the grass and trees sway without wind, creating a scene of the source of the world.

The deep underground passages, covered with sharp convex stones, and the damp and dark air are diametrically opposed to the outside world. In the hidden underground, dozens of black figures spread out in all directions in a regular manner, lined up in several rows, forming a spell-casting team.

The Black Shadow Spell Casting Team occupies this underground space, which was not very spacious, and is chanting an unknown magic song loudly.

Then, a thin black figure slowly walked out from another fork in the road next to it.

This figure, five feet tall, well-proportioned, with a wrinkled old face, fell loose eyelids, and was covered with a black flame robe, and an incomparably cold demonic aura emanated from the body of this demon shadow.

"See Lord Poison!" Many figures, speaking in unison, suddenly bowed down.

This thin figure is actually the Demon Sect Ancestor's personal disciple Poison Demon! He is also the deacon elder of the Demon Dao Sect's Demon Dao Sect's Soul Sect, and his status is prominent and noble, equivalent to Elder Feng, the deacon of the Seven Xuanzong Sect, and his cultivation is a generation of masters in the foundation building period.

"Are you ready?"

"Tell Lord Poison Demon that everything is ready to open the Great Array at any time. One of the leading black figures replied.

"Okay, then let's get started!" the old man of the poison demon said faintly with a sneer flashing in his deep gaze.

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The tragic result of Sui Minghui's whole body cultivation was completely wasted, which deeply shocked all the elders and disciples in the Seven Xuan Sect.

They didn't know that among the three generations of disciples, there would be a low-key figure like Fu Jun, and the cultivation realm was even stronger to such an extent, and there was no obscurity in the operation of mana, as if they had cultivated for many years.

At this moment, Fu Jun's minds of these disciples were both mysterious and terrifying.

Elder Feng's warning was like a blow to the head, waking up all the three generations of disciples present, and the next few games were smooth sailing, completely dispelling their conspiracy and tricks, and for this reason, there was no more bloodshed during the game.

The Seven Xuanzong Small Examination Competition had a few more competitions, and it was Jiang Yan's turn to appear, although each other's cultivation was between the two and the middle, but in view of Jiang Yan's spiritual weapon, it didn't take long for the opponent to be defeated, and then Jiang Yan also entered the top 20.

From the beginning of the competition to the present, Yue Qiu, Liu An and Jiang Yan have all entered the top 20 in the small examination competition, and their treatment has suddenly doubled, and they have become the focus of the sect.

"Senior Brother Yue, I want to go back to Tianzhu Peak to see how the situation is on Liu An's side, and by the way, I will ask Shishi to come and participate in the follow-up competition of the small exam. Fu Jun was worried about Liu An's injuries and said to Yue Qiu beside him.

"Well, that's fine, then there will be Senior Brother Laofu. After Shishi and Fuji finished the competition, we will go back together to visit Liu An's junior brother. Yue Qiu smiled slightly and replied.

"In that case, I'll go first. If Liu An's injuries are fine, I will return and cheer for you. Immediately, Fu Jun's body scurried, turned into a phantom, and was about to leave.

"Hmph, stinky boy, where to go, do you think you can go?"

Boom!

A voice seemed to come from a distance, and instantly sounded above the ring, and exploded in everyone's ears, and a dark black cloud flew out, and an old man faintly appeared in the gusts of wind.

The old man was surrounded by a large black yin wind, his face was indifferent, and with a murderous aura, he landed in the ring like a hellish spirit.

"Bang bang" two loud sounds, the two third-generation disciples who were standing in the ring to compete in martial arts, couldn't stand the pressure of this old man, their bodies were like a kite with a broken string, flying into the air, spurting out a large amount of blood, falling to the ground, life and death unknown.

Immediately after, boom, boom, and a few more roars were heard in the distance!

Under the island suspended in mid-air, there was a sudden strong force, and in the dark, overwhelming, two black giant pillars erupted, and suddenly shrouded the spiritual light treasure hall on the island, and disappeared.

A mountain shook the ground, shaking the nearby Prayer Immortal Hall Square, and the birds shook and scattered in all directions.

"Demon Cultivator!"

"Demonic invasion?"

"Demon Gate Ancestor!"

"Oh my God, Lingguang Treasure Palace, look, our Lingguang Treasure Palace, what the hell is that black giant pillar. ”

"What! this... This... What the hell is going on? What the hell is going on?"

"Oh no! What kind of evil sect formation is that?"

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"Demon Gate Ancestor?, then, is that the Demon Gate's Great Array of Binding Immortals?!" The deacon elder glanced at the old man of the Demon Gate on the ring, and then saw the black ink pillar in the distance in the air, and said in horror, his words revealing a sense of fear.

"Demon Gate Ancestor, is it terrible!" Fu Jun muttered in his heart, looking at the Demon Gate Old Man with an indifferent face on his face.

"Oops, how did he find out here? Could he be the old ancestor in the mouth of the young man in white?

Fu Jun is no longer what it used to be, his cultivation is profound, his mana is strong, even if he encounters a person in the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period, he also has the strength to fight.

But because of this, the more advanced he cultivated, the more he knew the terrifying horrors of those who had advanced cultivation.

There was a mysterious power rippling up and down the old man's body, with him as the center, the mana around his body was slowly rotating, gradually condensing into a physical state, and the faces of screaming and shouting were eerie and terrifying, wanting to choose people to devour!

This old man is definitely the Demon Sect Ancestor of the Jindan Realm!

As soon as this old man appeared, Fu Jun chuckled in his heart, and he had a premonition that something bad was going to happen.

With the strength of this person, it is enough to suppress the whole audience, even if the sect is in person, it is powerless to return to the sky, and it is impossible to reverse the situation, after all, the head of the Seven Xuanzong sect is only the realm of the Great Perfection of the foundation building period.

Unless it is the Supreme Elder in the Lingguang Treasure Hall who personally comes out, he can be evenly matched and resolve this crisis.

But judging from the strange visions just now and the calm old man in the ring, it seems that this situation is impossible for a while.

Between the foundation building realm and the Jindan realm, this gap is absolutely insurmountable.

Thinking of this, Fu Jun felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, his hands trembled, and he clutched the storage bag on his waist tightly, dripping with sweat......