Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"Hushen Pavilion, it's just a bunch of trash!"

"A group of people who are timid and afraid of death, since they have no courage, come here to participate in what kind of sect competition!"

"But that's okay, Huashen Pavilion left, and the sword palace didn't come again, so I'm the only one to stay here, and two competitors are missing."

Seeing that the disciples of the Huashen Pavilion left under Wen Ling's persecution and leadership, the other eight sects all spoke coldly, with disdain on their faces.

Although they saw the death of the eight people including Wang Lie, their greed for the Holy Spirit-level items directly suppressed their previous fear.

Moreover, here is not only oneself, there are seven other sects, which add up to 240,000 people.

The arrogance of being a super sect disciple made them all feel that two hundred and forty thousand people are enough to win this weapon!

Even if this is really not a tool, but a person, then the other party would not dare to kill all of his 240,000 people.

They raised their heads and looked at the void, the pitch black, as if torn the void-like tens of thousands of meters of sword light. Although they were a little frightened, at the same time they were arrogant at the same time. Because of his identity, I didn’t dare to kill him.

"Let’s wait together and blast this thunder curtain open again. The Holy Spirit-level items must belong to us!"

"This thing is shocking, and it's still a weapon, at least a low-grade spirit stone worth more than 100 million yuan, even higher!"

"If you miss this opportunity, you will regret it forever!"

Many disciples spoke in a hurry, their eyes flashing light.

After their words were over, they actually did it again, wanting to reopen the thunder curtain.

But just at this moment, the 10,000-meter sword light above the void suddenly burst into a black mist.

The black mist filled the sky and swept around, like a huge storm!

...

When the black mist was filled, the Dongzu, the heads of the various sects, and the countless onlookers all had their eyes shrunk apart from the magical medicine mountain.

Above the void in front of them, there was a huge screen. The screen was divided into ten squares, and each square was reflecting the disciples of the various sects in the Magic Medicine Mountain.

On one of the light curtains, Yidaogong's thirty thousand disciples were quickly moving toward the depths.

But at this moment, their pace has slowed down.

Around them, there are countless monsters gathered around, these monsters are exuding a terrifying aura, and the coercion, most of them are Tier 4 monsters, and a small number of Tier 5 monsters. beast!

Tier 5 monsters are equivalent to the Dragon God Realm!

The disciples of Yidao Palace, when facing these monsters, their expressions did not change, and they surrounded them in a round shape.

They did not make a move.

And once they make a move, they will surely solve these monsters in an instant!

In the other square, there was the disciple of the God of God, who was rushing towards the depths.

Headed by Wen Ling, her face is still pale, as if the erased memory will become a permanent shadow in her heart, lingering.

Behind him, the many disciples of the Huashen Pavilion looked at Wen Ling from time to time, some of them looked calm, but most of them were extremely dissatisfied. Obviously they felt that Wen Ling forced them away forcibly, making them miss the fight for at least The opportunity of a medium-grade Holy Spirit weapon, and felt extremely angry.

Each square reflects a sect.

Among the remaining eight squares are the disciples of the other eight super sects.

In that square, the disciples of the eight super sects had exactly the same surrounding scenes, all condensed at the entrance of the Shen Medicine Mountain, with a greedy expression.

Above their heads, a 10,000-meter sword beam appeared to be able to cut down at any time, allowing Dongzu and the others, as well as the countless onlookers, to see clearly.

Even if it was just across the screen, they could feel the shocking pressure from the sword light.

"These disciples expected it to be true. The item is really at least the Holy Spirit level, and it is also a treasure. The old man didn't find it."

Dongzu spoke, not to say that it was based on his cultivation base at this moment, even with his own deity's cultivation base, when he saw this kind of treasure, he would be surprised and even more greedy.

However, at this moment, this treasure is in the magical medicine mountain, and it has been seen by so many disciples and is competing for it.

Don't say it is a Holy Spirit-level item, even if it is an Earth Ming-level item, Dongzu will not pull down this old face and go to **** those juniors.

Besides, if you really **** it, don't you offend the top ten super sects?

Even though he is strong and strong, his power alone is ultimately no match for the sect.

"Wow!"

Just as Dongzu spoke, a black mist suddenly burst out of the sword light.

This black mist filled the sky, swept in all directions, at this moment, it directly covered everything on that screen!

All the people outside Shenyaoshan can see is the black mist!

"Ok?"

Dongzu and others frowned.

"What happened?" Jin Lan said.

"This thing has spirit. I'm afraid it's not a middle-grade holy spirit, but a top-grade."

Dongzu said indifferently: "You disciples of each sect, if you continue to compete there, I am afraid you will be unlucky."

Upon hearing this, the heads of the major sects frowned.

Zongmen Grand Tournament, as long as they enter it and the game starts, their responsible persons will no longer intervene, let alone help.

Thousands of years ago, there was a Zongmen Great Contest and encountered a Tier 6 monster, which is equivalent to the Dragon King Realm of humans!

Under the sweep of the sixth-order monster beast, all the 30,000 disciples of the sword fairy tomb were wiped out, and the other sects also died countless people.

At that time, the heads of the major sects were all watching the screen outside.

They saw their disciples being slaughtered, but they couldn't do it because it was the rule!

Zongmen Grand Competition, for these disciples, was originally an experience.

At this moment, I see Zhibao~www.ltnovel.com~ and their respective methods are different.

That Wen Ling took people away, and the people from Yidao Palace had never been here, and the other eight sects were all surrounded here.

Perhaps they have experienced such a thing, experienced such a crisis, if they encounter the treasure in the future, they will have another way to deal with it.

There is no limit to life and death in the Zongmen Grand Competition. Those who can survive are all elites.

"This is just an experience. If I can go to the end, I will become the talent that my Giant Island focuses on training!"

The running water snorted in a violent cold, waved his big sleeves, and sat cross-legged on the platform, closing his eyes and rested.

He knew in his heart, Dongzu, a well-informed person, said so, the disciples of Giant Island, this time will inevitably die a lot.

Out of sight out of mind.

He didn't want to just watch the disciples of Giant Island get killed, and was helpless.

(End of this chapter)