From Princess of the Cold Palace to Empress of Heaven

There was a muffled sound.

A sharp spear stabbed hard into his chest, pinning him to the edge of the ring.

Blood splattered!

A burly and tall cultivator, without using any spiritual power, just waved the spear in his hand, suddenly rushed out from the crowd, unexpectedly, nailed the sword tomb disciple to death with one shot!

The sword tomb disciple opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that such a thing would happen.

His head was raised high, and he fell straight to the ground, his eyes still full of resentment and resentment.

"what!"

"Bold!"

A sword tomb disciple subconsciously drew his sword, and a stream of sword energy shot out.

The burly man also mobilized his spiritual power and raised his gun to resist.

The next moment, both of them were teleported out of the trial ground.

The sudden scene was like a fuse that ignited a gunpowder barrel, causing the originally peaceful trial site to explode immediately.

"The heavens and the earth are no one, you are the most respected, bullying us loose cultivators wantonly, today is your death day!"

"A group of stinky beggars, things that are not as good as ants, what qualifications do they have to fight with us?"

"Stop talking nonsense with them, kill!"

"Let's shoot together! At worst, we will be teleported!"

But in an instant.

One after another silhouettes soared into the sky, flashing swords and swords, and countless killing intent surged up, rushing towards the disciples of the Holy Land family.

Although these casual cultivators have insufficient background, they are all solid spiritual-seed realm cultivation bases, and they are not mediocre chickens and dogs when they participate in the entrance trials of the Holy Court. The victory lies in the huge number, ten against one, you can always win.

"court death!"

The faces of the disciples of the Holy Land family were extremely ugly. They also did not use their spiritual power, and wanted to give these stinky beggars a long memory.

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"Kill!"

The disciples of the Holy Land family roared angrily, rushed out, and started a scuffle with those casual cultivators.

But soon, they began to lose.

Those casual cultivators are not as weak as they imagined, but are stronger than ordinary disciples of holy land families.

This is because the disciples of the Holy Land family do not have enough combat experience, and rarely fight to the death.

And the combat experience of casual cultivators was honed on the edge of life and death countless times.

If they rely on supernatural powers and magic weapons to compete, they will not be at a disadvantage.

But if you fight with your body alone, it is impossible to defeat the casual cultivator.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

There was a loud bang, and bursts of blood splashed everywhere. The disciples of those holy land families were completely vulnerable, and in the blink of an eye, about half of them had already fallen down.

"Kill~"

"kill!"

"kill..."

The rest of the casual cultivators rushed forward one by one, their eyes were fierce and murderous, like wolves.

All of a sudden, there were screams, howls, and shouts.

The disciples of the Holy Land family kept retreating, their faces were pale, and their eyes were full of fear.

This is the pride of the Holy Land family and their glory.

But now he is trampled underfoot by these stinky beggars.

"What to do? These casual cultivators are crazy!"

"Why don't we use our supernatural powers! Even if I lose my qualifications, I don't want to stay here anymore!"

"Senior brother Jian Chen! Candidate Qi! Think of a way!"

Many disciples from the Holy Land family surrounded Qi Mingdao and Jian Chen, their faces full of eagerness.

Although there are many disciples from the Holy Land family, that is compared to the ununited casual cultivators.

Once the casual cultivators unite, the numerical advantages of the two sides will be exchanged.

Seeing this situation, Qi Mingdao's eyes were cold.

As the candidate for the Holy Son of Ziwei Holy Land, he knows more than others.

Although the Holy Court has Elder Wang Jing to supervise the trial, they can't directly intervene and can only influence the trial through the Sky Survey Mirror.

During the melee, a large number of monks were forcibly expelled from the trial ground because they used spiritual power to attack.

"Don't worry, everyone. With the Sky Survey Mirror, we can leave the trial site as long as we use our spiritual power. After we go out, we will report the situation here to our respective teachers and ask them to take action to kill these disorderly casual cultivators. Just reconvene the trial!"

Qi Mingdao said calmly.

Hearing this remark, everyone should be calm.

"Then I'll go first!"

After saying that, a Ziwei Sacred Land disciple mobilized his spiritual power, condensed a big fist in the void, and slammed it fiercely at the casual practitioners.

However, what everyone expected did not happen.

The Ziwei Holy Land disciple was still standing there with a dazed look on his face.

"This... what's going on here?"

His heart was beating violently, and his face was full of panic.

Not only him, but other disciples also panicked when they saw this scene.

"What's going on? Why can't you leave?"

at the same time.

Screaming sounds continued to be heard from the melee crowd, corpses fell from the sky and fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

"No, there is something wrong with the survey mirror!"

"This is impossible, how could this be!"

A streak of blood mist filled the surrounding area, turning this area into a purgatory.

At this time, people kept discovering that there was a problem with the sky survey mirror, and tried to use their spiritual power, but they still did not trigger the sky survey mirror's forced transmission mechanism.

"Wuuuuuuuuuu...Sister! I avenged you!"

"Back then you snatched my Taoist companion, but today you ran into my hands, die!"

"Hahahaha! Brothers, kill them all! Kill all these shriveled bastards from the Holy Land family!"

"Kill kill kill kill kill kill..."

A casual cultivator laughed wildly, the weapon in his hand gleamed with a bright cold light, and pierced fiercely into the chest of the disciple of the Holy Land family.

"Damn it! How did this happen?"

Seeing this scene, Qi Mingdao and Jian Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, their faces full of disbelief.

In the sky.

Wang Yuanying's face was full of helplessness.

Although he was ordered to supervise the trial site, he did not have the power to make major changes to the sky survey mirror that actually carried out specific tasks, as well as the fixed mechanism inside. At most, he could advance or postpone the designated steps for a while.

Therefore, even if the survey mirror fails, there is nothing he can do.

"No, I must intervene, otherwise all the disciples of the Holy Land family are really dead, and I can't absolve myself of the blame, and I must be eaten alive by Zhushenglou!"

King Yuan Ying's face was cloudy and uncertain, and then he made a quick decision.

His figure flashed and flew towards the trial ground.

But just as he was about to pass through the sky survey mirror, he seemed to hit an invisible membrane, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get through.

"what on earth is it?!"

King Yuanying gritted his teeth!

He just took over the ordinary task of supervising the trial competition, and so many messes happened.

Right now, if the disciples of the Holy Land family cannot be prevented from being killed, they can only leave as soon as possible.

He couldn't ask the Holy Academy for support, because that would expose his connection with Zhushenglou.

If you just supervise the cheating in the trial competition, at most you will be expelled from the Holy Court.

But right now, there is a problem with the sky survey mirror, and the Holy Court will definitely place this responsibility on him, and what awaits him at that time may be the destruction of body and spirit!

For an instant.

A word came to King Yuanying's mind:

escape!

Without hesitation, he turned around and left the trial ground immediately.

As for the identity of the elder of the Holy Presidency and the threat of the Zhusheng Building, go to hell!

He wants to leave East Pole and start a new life!

In the trial ground, the chaos continued.

The disciples of the Holy Land Family Dynasty gathered together.

Crazy casual cultivators continued to attack them.

All kinds of supernatural powers are flying all over the sky. Although they can already use spiritual power magic weapons, under the absolute numerical advantage, the disciples of the Holy Land family are still helpless.

Although they are very strong in one-on-one fighting alone, they can only form an formation that can withstand the tide of casual cultivators.

But the strange thing is that several holy land families did not stand with them, but stayed out of it.

now.

The disciples of the Lin family in Yangzhou, the Su family in Dongling, and Wuliang Holy Land gathered together in one place and did not participate in the scuffle.

When the casual cultivators saw them, they just looked at each other and then passed by.

Lin Wanqiu and Ye Ruoshui were also among them.

After a short period of healing, Ye Ruoshui also woke up.

"what's going on?"

Ye Ruoshui was still a little weak, and asked in a low voice.

"The sky survey mirror failed, casual cultivators fought with people from the Holy Land family..."

Lin Wanqiu briefly explained the situation.

If this confusion is traced back, Ye Ruoshui may be traced to it.

Although she was just a fuse, Lin Wanqiu was still a little worried.

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Lin Wanqiu was worried that the Holy Land family would take their anger on Ye Ruoshui.

After all, it was caused by her.

Although anyone with a discerning eye can see that the contradiction between casual cultivators and the Holy Land family has been going on for a long time, but sometimes, some people are just so unreasonable.

The battle between Sanxiu and the Holy Land family gradually came to an end.