Shura God Emperor

He had heard of the previous Seven Sect Trial Conference.

A few years ago, Xiaoyaomen was not as sluggish as it is now, and there were three true disciples, and Yin Bai was the weakest one.

But reluctantly, Huluo Pingyang was deceived by a dog, and he sank a hundred steps. Xiaoyaomen was above the Seven Sect Trial Conference and was jointly provoked by all forces. His two true brothers who had never met before fought desperately, and finally still The situation of falling dead.

He had also heard that the Seven Sect Trial Conference was a kind of conference that truly tested the talent and strength, and that it would kill people.

In the five-year conference, many people describe the Seven Sect Trial Conference as a way to resolve personal grievances and prove themselves.

Who doesn't want to see Xiaoyaomen be destroyed? Who wants the rise of Xiaoyaomen?

Especially those big sects with ghost wombs.

Therefore, it is only natural that Xiaoyaomen has become the target of public criticism.

"The two seniors have the same idea as me," Xiao Yu hissed.

The Wen Zhan trio were silent, their faces seemed a little gloomy, and Yin Bai's expression also showed a sad expression.

Yes, the two dead disciples must have known at the beginning that the Seven Sect Trial Conference was dangerous, ten deaths and nine lives. Isn't this the same as Xiao Yu now?

As for the Wenzhan, they must also persuade them not to participate, and temporarily cultivate one's health.

But they also absolutely know that there is no solution to escape. Temporary forbearance will only make others unable to strengthen Xiaoyaomen, and it will become even worse, so they still choose to fight, even if they die.

"Maybe this is fate." Elder Jiang couldn't help closing his eyes.

All of them looked at Xiao Yu.

Han Yining said: "They are fighting for the honor of the Xiaoyaomen, they are dying for the Xiaoyaomen, they are our pride. Similarly, Xiao Yu, you are also our pride."

They knew that Xiao Yu had already decided to participate in the Seven Sect Trial Conference, so they no longer persuaded them. No matter what the result was, they were the heroes in their hearts like the two dead disciples.

Xiao Yu took a deep breath, his eyes flashed brightly, and a sonorous voice said: "Don't worry, elders, I am going to die at the Xiaoyao Gate, and I will not let it die! One day, Xiaoyao Gate will be me. Home, I will never allow history to repeat itself."

Feeling Xiao Yu's thrilling and exciting promise, the hearts of several elders trembled.

"Okay! This is our Xiaoyao Sect disciple!" Wen Zhan looked excited, as if he had seen himself back then.

Yin Bai suddenly asked, "Since Junior Brother decides to participate in the Seven Sect Trial Conference, can this replacement conference be suspended for one year like Xuanjian Pavilion?"

Xiao Yu moved in his heart and asked, "Yes, I just had this question. Since the replacement meeting was held by our own sect, it is our right to choose not to hold it?"

"No."

Elder Jiang shook his head and denied: "Do you know something. The replacement conference has been held for many years. The biggest reason why it has been held is that it is under the supervision of those casual practitioners."

"The supervision of casual repair?" Xiao Yu and Yin Bai were taken aback. Obviously they had heard of them for the first time.

"Yes," Han Yi shook his head, "Don't you look at the powerhouses of the sect world are all gathered in our seven sects, but the real powerhouses, as well as those who have gone through disasters, do not participate in the sect. The strife of the sect, but it is the'guardian of the plane' that maintains the world order of the sect."