High in the sky.
Jinpao Deacon Fang Haojian raised his eyebrows, and flashed a touch of surprise, "Hey, there are so many people!!!" With his cultivation base, even if he only uses six points of strength, it is enough to crush the ordinary Seventh Heaven Wuhou. On the ground, I originally thought that it would be the limit to have 500 people persevering. You must know that the last one hundred and twenty Qingyun ranking arrogances, the last 20 people, that is, the mid-level Wuhou fighting strength, the seventh heaven Wuhou In the last edition, I was able to squeeze into the top 100. With good luck, it is not impossible to reach the top sixty. It is good now. Even the first round of the eliminations may not be able to pass. Not to mention, this is totally a tragedy! ! !
"It's a pity! It's a pity!!!" Fang Hao's majestic face has a trace of regret. The high-ranking Wuhou, who is less than sixty years old, can barely be a genius even if he is placed in their Shengji Courtyard. , And these people still come from such a remote place as the Nanling Region, and they have not received any systematic training at all. If they can join them in the Sacred Academy, under the system of the other Academy, they will have their strength in a short period of time. A qualitative breakthrough, even if you can't jump into Wuzong's combat power, but one and a half steps of Wuzong's combat power will definitely not be able to run.
However, there are only 120 places on the Qingyun List, and only one hundred and twenty Qingyun list arrogances are qualified to worship them in the Sacred House. This is a rule, not to mention such a small golden-robed deacon. Now, even the ordinary silver-clothed elders cannot be changed! ! !
"Rumble!!!"
During the breath, the momentum rose again, but this insignificant trace was like the last straw that crushed the camel, crushing the hard-supporting hundreds of heavenly arrogance! ! !
"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"...
The sound of falling to the ground was endless, and dozens of people collapsed to the ground before they breathed. At this moment, even quasi-third-grade Tianjiao such as Chu Feilong and Beigong Minghao are breathing disorderly, sweating like rain, but fortunately Able to persist, but Chi Jiuxiao is very uncomfortable, his complexion is flushed, his waist is curled up, his legs are trembling, and he is just like a braised prawn.
"I... I can't do it, I really can't do it..."
"Persist, Brother Chi, can't give up, three breaths! Only three breaths are enough!!!" After that half breath, more than 20 people fell to the ground. At this moment, there are less than 500 people who can stand on the ring. Fifty people, if they gave up at this time and were eliminated, it would be a shame.
"No... No, I can't just give up like that... I can't match Yang Fan, Haoran, or Chu, I Not reconciled, not reconciled..." Chi Jiuxiao roared unwillingly in his heart. As the third person on the list, it has always been his dream to surpass Chu Longfei's second cock. Chu Longfei never fell to the ground. How could he Give up, how can you give up.
"One breath..." More than twenty people fell to the ground, "Can't give up, I have to persist, persist....."
"Two breaths..." On the ring, one could continue to stand for more than five hundred, "No... No, I... ... .. I can't do it anymore, it's really... ... really can't do it..."
Chi Jiuxiao's vision began to blur, and the limit was not easy to break.
"Just a little bit, just a little bit too close, Brother Chi, hold on!!!" But Chi Jiuxiao could no longer hear Yang Fan's words, "Bang!!!"
Chi Jiuxiao's legs softened and he fell to the ground.
"Hey! Brother Chi is really a pity!!!"
Looking at Chi Jiuxiao, who was faint, Yang Fan sighed. If he was eliminated like Zhu Feng from the beginning, it would be nothing, but only half a breath away, he would be promoted smoothly. That would be a shame. , I insisted on it for so long, only so close, so close! ! !
A corner of the oriental grandstand.
"Hey! Compared to Long Fei, Haoran is still a bit short of coming!!" Han Qianye, who was dressed in brocade clothes, sighed with regret, but when he turned his attention to the other participants of the Datang Dynasty, his heart Unfortunately, it dissipated a lot at once. Three people can advance to the top 480, which is already considered good. You must know the other sects, the most Tianshen sect, that is, there are five people who have advanced, such as the Tianjian Sect and the Lihuo Sect. It was even more miserable. Only one person qualified. What's more, their Seven Star Sect also had Yang Fan, the heaven-defying monster. As long as Yang Fan was there, even if everyone else was eliminated, it would not affect the overall situation.
"Three breaths..."
"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"... ...
"Okay! Congratulations on your successful promotion!!!"
"Rumble!!!"
That tyrannical aura instantly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.
"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"...
In an instant, there were hundreds of Tianjiao collapsed to the ground, one by one with their tongues and mouths out of no image, dressed in rough clothes, under the terrifying pressure that could crush the Seventh Heaven Wuhou, this hundreds of fourth-grade Tianjiao , Had already exhausted all the spiritual and physical strength in the body, it was completely supported by the tenacious will, but everyone’s faces were filled with unspeakable joy, and they were finally able to bear it. No, they didn't get eliminated like other geniuses, and finally passed the primary election and advanced to the final. If they couldn't even pass the first level, it would be a regret in their life! ! !
"After an hour, the ring competition officially begins, everyone should take the time to rest!!!" Fang Hao was still somewhat human, and did not directly proceed to the next round of ring competition, but gave everyone an hour to recover.
The gods of heavenly arrogance and evildoers sat cross-legged, swallowing all kinds of spiritual pill, and recovered with all their strength. Although an hour is not short, if you don't hurry, you may not be able to fully recover.
Of course, not everyone is hurrying to regain their strength. For third-level geniuses like Jun Haoran and Li Shimin, it only consumes one or two layers of spiritual power. It doesn’t take half an hour to recover, as for the prince. The eight evil evildoers, including Ying Zheng, even regarded them as nothing! ! !
Sitting beside Jun Haoran and Chu Longfei casually, Yang Fan narrowed his eyes and began to look around. They had two hundred and forty Tianjiao from the Tang Dynasty. At this moment, there are only twenty-six people left in the center ring. There are no one in ten. Among them, there are a large number of Tianshenzong, five of them are promoted, the Tang Dynasty is second, and four people pass. They are the two major sects of Qixingzong and Tianyizong again, each with three, and the remaining six major sects. Except for the Iron Sword and Lihuo Sects, where only one person was promoted, the other four sects had two people who passed through. Those clan cultivators were a little bit miserable. It can almost be said that the entire army was annihilated. There was only one small barbarian king. Persevered.
There is no way, who would call them physical cultivation, the fleshy shell is comparable to the ancient barbarians, and the ability to resist fighting and pressure far exceeds other warriors of the same rank! ! !
After looking at the Tianjiao all over the Tang Dynasty, Yang Fan turned his eyes and looked at the other twelve camps. The three dynasties are the three dynasties, and their strength far exceeds the other dynasties, even the weakest Han dynasty has nine. Twelve people successfully advanced, and the strongest Tang Dynasty is even more terrifying. There are one hundred and sixty-six advancers, occupying almost four tiers, plus one hundred and twenty-one Tianjiao from the Great Sui Dynasty, totaling 300. Fifty-nine places are shocking to think about. You know, all the qualifying places are only 480! ! !
The ten great dynasties divided up the few one hundred and twenty-one places. The Tang Dynasty was able to qualify 26 people, which is already very impressive. Except for the 28 places of the Song Dynasty, which overwhelmed them, the rest The eight dynasties are all behind them, especially the Qing dynasty. Only three of them have qualified. It is simply a tragedy to the extreme! ! !
"Okay! One hour is here, the ring battle will begin immediately, and now the identification plates will be distributed!!!" Fang Hao, whose eyes were closed, suddenly opened his eyes, waved his hand, and palm-sized pieces of mysterious iron tokens were like raindrops Appeared in the sky.
A small part of the tokens seemed to be spiritual, like a meteor bursting through the sky, flying towards the arrogances on the ring, no more, no less, exactly 480! ! !
Yang Fan copied it easily and grabbed the token that was shot at him, with a line of regular characters neatly written on it.
"Yang Fan-Seven Star Sect of the Tang Dynasty!!!"