"Wh... what? This... Xu Baichuan is just a silver-robed deacon in Shengji Bieyuan?" Yang Fan looked at the silver-robed middle-aged man who looked like a god in the sky. Although I don’t know exactly what position the Yinpao Deacon is, but one thing is certain, it’s definitely not a high-level position. Like their Seven-Star Sect, the Supreme Sovereign is at the top, followed by the Supreme Elder, and the peaks are the first. So, there will be the major elders, followed by many deacons, and a mere deacon in Yinpao is a country martial king, and the elders and the masters above them should be the cultivation bases, the supreme king, or The strongest king? The most important thing is that this is just another courtyard, how terrifying is the real Saint Extreme Sect? Wujun walks everywhere, there are as many Wuwang as dogs
"As far as I am so little, for the real strong, it is just an ant that can be easily destroyed!!!" At this moment, the traces of complacency in Yang Fan's heart disappeared without a trace. His current strength, That is, in a remote place like the Nanling Region, it’s not bad. Put it on the entire Weeping Blood Continent, and put it on the center of the martial arts—Zhongtianzhou. That’s an ordinary person. I’m afraid it’s not even a master. ! ! !
"But sooner or later, I will surpass you, surpass everyone, and climb to the top of the martial arts!!!" Suddenly, Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and a touch of determination flashed through, with the heaven-defying magic of swallowing the sky and the earth. For him, the upper king and the strongest emperor are no difficult things, and it is not impossible to even surpass the strongest emperor and set foot in the legendary realm of gods and demons! ! !
at this time... ... ..
Xu Baichuan, the silver-robed deacon in the sky, spoke again, "Now all the contestants are coming to the martial arts stage!!!"
"Swish!", "Swish!", "Swish!"... ... ..
As soon as Xu Baichuan's voice fell, countless people immediately rose into the sky from the stands in all directions, turned into bright streamers, and went to the martial arts platform! ! !
"His, a lot of contestants!!!" Yang Fan swept away at random, and found that there were black and heavy heads everywhere, and there were trembling heads everywhere. Even if there were no 20,000, 10,000 would definitely be more than 10,000. It was a bit beyond him. It was expected that there could be seven or eight thousand, even if it was good. After all, the prerequisite for the battle of Qingyunbang must be a bone-forging warrior who has condensed the spirit bone, and he has just entered the realm of a warrior! ! !
There is no sign up for the Battle of Qingyun Ranking. As long as the cultivation base reaches the martial arts level and the age is under 60, they can participate. Therefore, it is completely unknown how many people are preparing to participate before going on stage. As for whether there are any offenders, don’t worry at all. Everyone is not a fool. I really think that the big bosses and the silver-robed deacon can’t be displayed well, especially the Wujun Wujun like the silver-robed deacon. You can see through a single glance. Wuhou ancestor's fictitiousness, seeing his bone age, daring to be lucky, is purely playing lanterns in the pit and looking for death! ! !
"Are there any contestants?" Xu Baichuan glanced across the stands and asked again. After confirming that no one was on the stage, his eyes turned to look at the tens of thousands of contestants below, "Well, yes, how many are there? A good seedling!!!"
In an instant, everyone present suddenly felt that their whole body was almost shot by Chi Guoguo by a mysterious and mysterious force, and there was almost no secret at all! ! !
"Are there 14,392 people in the competition? The Tang Dynasty is a middle-powered dynasty with 240 promotion quotas. Then, only a group of 60 people will compete for that quota!!! "With a slight change in mind, Xu Baichuan said loudly, "Then, the battle of this year's Qingyun ranking, the first battle of the Tang Dynasty, will officially begin. The rules of the competition will remain the same. Like all previous competitions, every participant will have a piece. Nameplate... ... .."
Having said this, Xu Baichuan waved his big hand, and in an instant, rays of light descended from the sky and burst into the tens of thousands of contestants below.
Yangfan took a copy, grabbed the ray of light that shot at him, and found that it was a palm-sized sign. This sign was so simple that there were no other characters besides the number twelve thousand one hundred and twenty-two.
Not only Yang Fan, but every contestant on the martial arts stage grabbed a piece of his own number plate, which was the same as the number plate in Yang Fan's hand, except that the number on it was different! ! !
"Each of them got their own nameplates, now they are grouped into groups from 1 to 60, and from 61 to 120, and so on, divided into two hundred and forty groups. Just sit!!!"
On the square stands, there is an area that is empty, and it is subdivided into two hundred and forty small areas. Each small area has 100 seats. It is the competition seat where a group of participating disciples sit.
Soon, tens of thousands of participating disciples turned into streamers, jumped into the blank area, and sat down according to their number plates! ! !
"Hey! I really don’t have any luck!!!" Looking around, a weird smile appeared on the corner of Yang Fan’s mouth, Li Huo Sect Young Master Li, Xia Yu, the first evildoer of the Iron Sword Sect, the Heavenly Sword Master Xia Yu, Star Hall Sima Xingchen, the son of Peerless Enchanting Star, and Emperor Tianshen Sect Peerless Enchanting Huangfuqi, there are a total of four seed enchantings. You know, there are only 13 seed enchantings in total, and there are two hundred and forty groups. It is surprisingly small that the two seed monsters will be grouped together, let alone a full four! ! !
In addition to the four major seed evildoers, the next level of peerless evildoers is even as high as eight. The remaining 47 people are at the level of Tang Shuwen the last time. The combat power is not under the ordinary eight-layer martial arts, most of which are even comparable. The strongest in the 36-day ranking, the gold content is really horrible, and it is definitely a group of deaths! ! !
At this moment, with the exception of Yang Fan, most of the contestants in that group are already covered in dust. Even the subordinate evildoers are frowning and wanting to scold their mother. With their strength, they are here. Among the 10,000 contestants, it was enough to squeeze into the top 100, and they should have been promoted smoothly. Unexpectedly, they entered the death group sadly and advanced? What a remote thing that is.
On the high platform where the big bosses of the East are.
Han Qianye’s brows are already tightly frowning. The thing he least wants to see has happened. With Yang Fan’s strength, it is not difficult to defeat the three of Xia Yu and Mo Li, but if it’s against Huangfuqi It’s hard to say that the peerless evildoer is the strongest evildoer of the Tianshen Sect. It is known as the first evildoer of the young generation of the Tang Dynasty. It is less than 30 years old. It has already stepped into the world-class evildoer of the Fourth Heaven of Wuhou, a big secret. The gap in this great realm is definitely not so easy to make up.
As for Lihuo Sect lord Mo Long, Iron Sword Sect lord alone, the entire face of Sima Yuan, the lord of the Star Palace, was completely pulled down. The bark of the tree, the name of the person, Huangfuqi can be respected as the youngest person. An evildoer is definitely not a person who has gained a reputation. Although his own Tianjiao is strong, if he is against Huangfuqi, he is afraid that he will lose more and win less.
"Damn it! How could this happen!!!"
High in the sky.
"I didn't expect these little guys to be in a group. Interesting, really interesting!!!" Seeing Yang Fan's 203 group, Xu Baichuan smiled with great interest, "This group said yes. It's not an exaggeration to die. I don't know who will be the final winner?"
In Xu Baichuan's eyes, there was a faint look of expectation and a trace of regret. In this group, there were several people who were optimistic about them, and they all had the power to compete for the Qingyun ranking. If you fight in advance, someone will inevitably leave the field. , It's a pity, but it's just a pity, but it doesn't mean regrouping at all.
In the martial arts world, air luck is also a large part. A person, no matter how enchanting and lacking in air luck, will inevitably become a stepping stone for others in the end. Since these people will be assigned to one group, it is God's will! ! !
next moment... ... .
Xu Baichuan glanced at the contest seats, "I repeat, there is only one promotion place in each group, so everyone, don’t take a chance, and use all your strength to fight. The old rules, each group of contestants My own number plates, No. 1 and No. 2, 3 and No. 4, and so on, two-by-two arena... .. In this primary election, an interesting group appeared, 203 The number group, the elite group, can be called the death group, so this seat decided that the competitions of other groups will be launched at the same time, and the death group will be played separately. Now the competition starts, the number one group is in the ring... .. . .."
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: "Sorrowful Xiaoyao, I don't know which word is banned, Shangzhang is locked, hey! When some classmates come over, the next time is more likely to be late, look forward to the big guy Haihan! ! !