"I understand," the third elder nodded and replied.
"Besides, I also know Mo'er's strength. Let's leave a place for him," Xu Qingshan said calmly.
The third elder was startled, but he nodded and agreed, and the other elders around him didn't say much.
Their direct disciples are all over thirty years old, and many of them have participated in the previous competition.
Only the great elder looked ugly. In fact, he wanted to recommend his grandson.
But thinking about Shao Xingyu's state during this period, he also knew that it was very difficult. His grandson had completely missed the throne of the Holy Son.
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The second day after Xu Zimo returned to Yannan Peak, the Third Elder came to visit him and specifically tested Xu Zimo's strength.
When he learned that Xu Zimo had reached the peak of Kongmai Realm, the third elder's expression almost froze.
Although Baili Xiao and Xu Zimo practiced at the same time, it is understandable that they have received the inheritance from the empress, and their realm has improved by leaps and bounds.
But someone like Xu Zimo, who usually doesn't show off in the sect, has reached this level quietly.
He didn't know whether the deputy sect master forcibly promoted him, or whether Xu Zimo's talent was truly incredible.
But no matter what, Xu Zimo is qualified to participate in this competition.
After the third elder left, Yan Buhui also made a special trip to Yannan Peak to visit Xu Zimo.
When Yan Buhui met again, he looked much more mature than before. The sword energy in his body was restrained and he was dressed in white. He was no longer as sharp as he was when the two met for the first time.
"You look like you've changed a lot," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"I received the inheritance of the Sword God," Yan Bu regretted and said frankly without hiding anything.
Xu Zimo smiled, pulled out the Ba Ying from behind, and slashed out with a knife. The torrent of water rolled up the endless knife energy and opened a chasm in front of his eyes.
Yan Buhui quickly drew his sword to meet him. Originally, his aura was very dull, but the moment he pulled out his sword, sharp sword light swept across his body, and the sword energy emitted a dazzling white light, which stung people's eyes.
When the swords collided, Yan Buhui's expression changed, and he took a few steps back with a grunt, but Xu Zimo's expression was normal and his body remained motionless.
Xu Zimo chuckled, put away Ba Ying, turned around and walked out of the courtyard.
"Try hard to catch up with me, otherwise you won't even have the qualifications to look up to me."
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In the past few days, the rankings on the Inner Gate's Hidden Dragon Ranking have changed drastically, and the competition is also huge.
Many veteran inner disciples were actually squeezed out of the top ten, and those who were not well-known or even unheard of disciples climbed to the top of the list one by one.
Three days later, Zhenwu Shengsong also confirmed the list of disciples participating in the seven-sect competition.
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One early morning a few days later, the purple air came from the east, and the gentle breeze picked up the yellowing leaves and blew softly over the Zhenwu Shengzong.
The willow trees on both sides of the sect swayed gently in the breeze, the fallen leaves left with the yellowing of autumn, and the bare branches were lonely memories of the past prosperity.
A sharp cry broke the peaceful tranquility, and to the east of Zhenwu Shengzong, a sun fell from the sky.
Boundless fire filled the entire sky, and the red flames were like the sunset at dusk, reflecting half of the sky red.
If you look carefully, you will find that this is not the sun, but a blazing golden crow that is even more dazzling than the sun.
Golden Crow's whole body was exuding bright golden light, and on its back, a group of young men in golden robes were standing with their heads held high.
Their eyes were bright and clear, and their expressions were calm and slightly excited.
Against the backdrop of the golden light, they looked like warriors wearing golden armor.
At the same time, another sharp cry sounded from the west of Zhenwu Shengzong.
A white Cang Luan slowly flapped its wings and flew over from a distance. The whole body of this Cang Luan was pure white and looked very holy.
Its whole body exudes sacred light, and every time the Cang Luan flaps its wings, a few feathers fall down.
On Cang Luan's back, a group of women wearing white clothes stood on it. Their clothes were as white as snow, and their skin was even better than snow.
Their long hair is fluttering, and they have a fairy spirit about them. Each one of them looks like a fairy descending from the sky.
"Look, he's from the Xianling Sect," a disciple quickly exclaimed when he saw the scene on Cangluan.
The Xianling Sect is a sect rich in beautiful women, and it is also a place that many male disciples dream of. Unfortunately, that sect does not recruit male disciples.
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A magic sword cut through the silent sky, and a harsh sonic boom exploded in the sky.
The demonic energy rose in the south, and the entire sky was shrouded in black. The demonic sword was a hundred meters long, and a group of young men in black were walking on the sword with indifferent eyes.
Their bodies exude endless murderous aura, and if you look at them for a long time, it will be like a sea of blood from purgatory appears in front of you.
On the black robes worn by these disciples, the word "Prison" is embroidered on the back.
This is also the strongest sect in the far west since the Zhenwu Holy Sect, a Purgatory Holy Sect with two emperors.
Under the sky filled with demonic energy, a pleasant sound of water flow could be heard.
A waterfall flows out from the nine heavens and flows down three thousand feet. This waterfall spurts out endless holy light.
Water is invisible and colorless. The rapid current shuttles through the void, sometimes turning into an ancient tree in the sky, sometimes transforming into a sky-holding giant, and sometimes transforming into an ancient mythical beast.
Finally, the water of the waterfall covered the vast sea and changed back to its original appearance. A group of teenagers in blue robes stood at the top of the waterfall.
There is a word "quan" embroidered on the back of their blue robes. They are people from the Shengquan Sect.
"The only ones left next are the people from the Yin Yang Sect," a disciple muttered to himself.
As the disciple's words fell, a "buzzing" sound sounded from heaven to earth, as if something was awakened.
I saw two light spots, one black and one white, appearing in the center of the world. These black and white light spots were intertwined with each other. In just an instant, the laws flowed and the light flourished.
The entire sky seemed to be separated, half turned black and half turned white.
The black and white poles covered the entire sky. At this moment, it was as if the sound of the avenue was trembling, as if the sun and the moon were beginning to turn upside down, and a long river moved from nothingness to nothingness, and then turned into a sea of fire.
At these two points of black and white, a group of young men wearing black and white robes with yin and yang engraved on their backs looked around.
The leader of these people is Wu Shaoqing, the contemporary leader of the Yin Yang Sect.
When everyone's hearts were beating wildly when they were shocked by the appearance of these six major sects, a loud laugh came from within the Zhenwu Holy Sect.
"Everyone who has come from afar, my Holy Sect, welcomes you," as loud laughter rang out, Xu Qingshan walked from the void step by step.
