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somewhere on the summit.

The **** dog looked around, and seemed to be observing the direction of the mountains of Taiyizong, his eyes flickered, and he muttered to himself: "I don't know how long this competition will take..."

The **** cat glanced at him: "What's the matter, dog, are your hands itchy again and want to rob a tomb?"

"No, no, I just look at it habitually... Brother Cat, I've already stopped washing my hands!"

The **** dog quickly waved his hand.

"Then you're still so impatient? Dog, you give me a good look - waiting for the young lady to show her power and kill those seed players to the point of shit, how interesting it is!"

The **** cat smiled.

"With the strength of the young lady, there is absolutely no problem in winning the first place!"

The **** dog said with a hippie smile.

"That's right! Miss is the senior sister of our Shenlong Sect. How could she not be the first?"

The drilling mouse also came over, and said with a thief's eyes.

"It's just the two of you who will be flattering!"

The **** cat was in a good mood, stretched out his hands and patted the shoulders of the two of them, and laughed.

The location of the three people is not far from the viewing platform.

The squires brought by players like them have a special rest area.

However, the three of them thought it was noisy there, so they walked outside the rest area.

on the ring.

The competitions were in full swing.

Some people keep losing, and naturally some people keep winning.

It can be said that some families are happy and some are sad.

The first Zhong Lishan's death really shocked many monks watching the battle.

but.

The competition that followed was extremely fierce, and no one died, so everyone quickly ignored Zhong Lishan's death.

The first round of the top 32 did not end until the evening.

The winner at this time is the top sixteen.

When the game was coming to an end, an old man from Taiyi Sect came out, looked at the crowd, and said slowly: "Everyone, today's top 32 competition is over, and tomorrow morning, the top 16 competition will begin. , I wish you all the best of luck…”

"Okay…"

The monks at the viewing platform responded with a bang, but no one left.

Some were whispering, some were silent, and most of them had excited expressions on their faces, as if they were still immersed in the joy of watching the battle during the day.

Some people closed their eyes slightly and entered a state of cultivation.

Just one night.

For these monks, it was easy to pass.

In the rest area of ​​the contestants, almost everyone did not move.

According to the regulations formulated in advance of the competition, they will rest here and not return to the original courtyard.

Su Wanyi closed her eyes and quickly entered a state of cultivation.

Everyone else is like that.

There was only one young man with a worried look on his face.

He was one of the losers in the top 32 competition.

This also means that he is not eligible to continue to participate in the competition.

It was getting dark.

Night shrouded the entire mountain.

Thousands of miles away from the peak of this competition.

On the top of a certain peak, in a magnificent hall, there are crowds of people and bright lights.

A white-haired old man was carrying his hands on his back, pacing slowly, walking back and forth, his face terrifyingly gloomy.

Next to him, there were two old men in black.

The two black-clothed old men looked respectful, their hands hung down, and they remained motionless.

"The kid Qingshan actually lost to Bai Tianyi, his luck is really bad..."

The white-haired old man said angrily.

The two black-clothed old men standing beside them did not dare to let out the air when they heard the words, and felt a little uneasy in their hearts.

The white-haired old man in front of him is Zheng Dongxiong, the vice sect master of Taiyi Sect.

This person is a figure of real power, with a high position and authority, and holds the power to kill.

The green mountain he mentioned, called Zheng Qingshan, was his illegitimate son. His identity was not visible, but he had been secretly cultivated by Zheng Dongxiong.

Although this Zheng Qingshan did not join the Great Fortune Sect, he has now cultivated to the tenth floor of the Destiny Realm.

A cultivation base is naturally not weak.

Compared to that day, it was only a little weaker.

It stands to reason that with Zheng Qingshan's current strength, he can definitely get the top three spots.

However, his luck was really bad, he was brushed off in the first round and disqualified.

As Zheng Dongxiong's confidants, the two naturally knew some secrets.

Zheng Dongxiong paced, and his face became more and more gloomy.

Suddenly, he made up his mind abruptly, slapped his palm in the air, and the hall rumbled.

Zheng Dongxiong said in a deep voice, "Now, we can only start with that loose cultivator Su Wanyi..."

"Sir, let's find that Su Wanyi now!"

An old man in black said.

"Invite her here. I have to make it clear to her face to face."

Zheng Dongxiong said thoughtfully.

"Yes!"

The two old men in black nodded.

"Take my token, so no one will stop you..."

Zheng Dongxiong thought about it and took out a token.

This is his identity token.

In the Great Fortune Sect, no one dares to disrespect this token.

Now the suzerain of the Taiyi sect is still in retreat,

Therefore, currently within the sect, his authority is the largest.

The two old men in black took the token and left with a solemn expression.

Zheng Dongxiong stood in the hall with his hands on his back, looking into the distance, his face uncertain.

Now that he is doing this, although it is a bit out of the ordinary, it has not touched the bottom line of the sect.

only.

In the future, he needs to explain it to the sect master.

The reason why he, this illegitimate son, did not join the Taiyuan Sect, was naturally because he sent Zheng Qingshan to a heavenly sect.

The development potential of the Tian-level sect is naturally better than that of the super sect.

When Zheng Qingshan breaks through to the realm of life and death in the God of Creation, and obtains a big opportunity, and then returns to that heavenly sect, his identity will naturally rise.

all of these.

Zheng Dongxiong was originally arranged.

But didn't expect...

According to the normal game process, Zheng Qingshan's luck was so bad that he lost the first game.

But okay.

He can use the power in his hands to turn all bad things in the other direction.

…

The two old men in black quietly landed in the rest area at the peak of the competition.

"Su Wanyi, the deputy sect master of my family has a request..."

An old man in black said, and took out the token to Su Wanyi.

"Please me?"

Su Wanyi was taken aback.

Then she seemed to know something, but her expression didn't change.

If the carriage hadn't stopped in the void, Su Wanyi at this moment would have done something to that old **** long ago.

"Okay, I'll go with you right now!"

Su Wanyi stood up, glanced at the token again, and followed the two black-clothed old men out.

"Miss!"

The **** cat and the other three came over and stopped the two old men in black.

"This?"

The cultivation of the two black old men is only the fourth floor of life and death, and seeing these big monsters is also a little nervous.

After all, this is a monster.

The demon clan who cultivated to the realm of life and death naturally have a great background.

"This is my monster..."

Su Wanyi explained.

An old man in black thought for a moment and said, "Well, let's go together!"

"Okay!"

Su Wanyi nodded.

The four followed the two black-clothed old men to a nearby teleportation formation and teleported thousands of miles away.

Inside the carriage.

Ye Yun, who was cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes.

"A small good fortune Taiyizong really has no atmosphere at all, and the dignified competition has produced so many crooked ways..."

Ye Yun smiled coldly.