"Junior Brother Xiao Han, Junior Sister Huo Wu, let's find a place to sit down." Dongfang Qin called to the members of the ** sect, found a deserted corner in the huge audience seat, and sat down.

Xiao Han glanced around and saw more and more warriors filing into the auditorium and sitting down in an orderly manner. Some of the most powerful ones, whose aura was as strong as the sea and whose runes were dancing, turned into streams of light and shot into the void of the stands.

There were too many people. It was dazzling. At least hundreds of thousands of people entered the venue. Xiao Han was overwhelmed. He looked at it for a while and then simply looked away.

Although there were a large number of people, they were in an orderly manner. All forces occupied a corner of the auditorium, without crossing the line or causing any disturbance. In the empty stands, a mysterious coercion suddenly radiated, shaking the scene, and there was silence everywhere.

Half an hour later…

"All contestants, please enter the east stand and sit down in groups." An old voice came down from the void and ran through the entire mountain. This voice gave people a feeling of invincibility and made everyone follow it.

"Junior Brother Xiao Han, Junior Sister Huo Wu, go ahead. Don't be nervous." Dongfang Qin and Fang Ling said seriously. Other true disciples of the ** Sect gave words of encouragement.

Xiao Han stood up. Huo Wu also stood up with an uneasy look on her face.

A large stand in the east was empty, but at this time, young men and women jumped into the east stand, divided into 100 camps, and took their seats.

"Let's go..." Xiao Han slightly opened a few true acupuncture points, released a few rays of true energy, swayed, and reached the east stand in the blink of an eye.

The death group that Xiao Han was in was the '77th group'. There were numbers on the stands. Xiao Han found the position of the 77th group and sat down. At this time, there were already hundreds of people sitting here. At a glance,

Some of these people look like demons, some are calm and calm, some are looking down on the world, some are fierce and evil, some are elegant and elegant...but no one is making any noise.

Xiao Han also saw Mo Zhen, the crown prince of the Fenghuo Empire, who came to look for trouble a few days ago. He was wearing an imperial robe, sitting as firmly as a mountain, with a faint dragon-shaped energy lingering around him. As he turned his eyes, he also saw Xiao Han, with the corner of his mouth

He smiled cruelly, his eyes were condescending, full of ridicule and ridicule, but he didn't say anything.

"Aha... Everyone, it is fate that we are assigned to the death group. My younger brother is Zhu Hu from the Giant Sword Sect of the Sun Empire, known as Fatty Zhu. I hope everyone will take care of me and take care of me. Hahaha..." A fat man like a meat ball,

Wearing a very eye-catching red robe, he stood up and bowed in all directions.

"Sit down. Or get out of the way." Sitting next to the fat man was a woman in white, with a cold breath and eyes like snake eyes, scolding in a cold voice.

"This...Okay, okay, Fatty Zhu, I can't afford to offend you...Why are you so evil..." The fat man walked up to Prince Mo Zhen with a frightened expression, and said with a salivation on his face. "You are Prince Mo Zhen of the Fenghuo Empire, right?

?Fat man..."

"Go away." Prince Mo Zhen twitched the corner of his mouth with murderous intent.

Fatty Zhu was startled, but he seemed too angry to say anything and walked away quickly.

"Ding~~ding~~~~"

With the sound of the silver ring, Mo Qingtong walked into the stands very gracefully. Her devilish figure and angelic face immediately attracted everyone's attention. She was seen wearing a purple dress and pink.

The lotus-like jade arms were exposed, and the skin seemed to be blown

She has a charming smile, a cool and elegant smile, but also has a charm that is charming to the core. She ignored everyone's gaze and walked directly to Xiao Han. "Hey, Brother Xiao, I didn't expect that we were divided into a group... Xiao

Brother, can Qingtong sit next to you?"

"Uh..." Xiao Han choked, then shrugged and said, "Please sit down wherever you want."

"Huh?" There is a man in white sitting on the left side, with a green steel sword on his back. He is dressed simply, but his aura is sharp, and his sword energy is rising into the sky. His whole body is like a peerless sword, ready to kill everything.

At such a young age, he had the bearing of a master of swordsmanship. He opened his eyes and looked at Mo Qingtong, then closed them again.

Mo Qingtong seemed to sense the gaze of the swordsman in white, glanced sideways, pursed her lips and smiled, but said nothing.

The Fire Prince seemed to be living in isolation, sitting alone in the top row of seats. His eyes were full of ridicule and disdain, and he kept grinning. Behind the smile, there was murderous intention hidden. In the area where he was sitting, the temperature was so high that it seemed to melt the seats.

Therefore, no one dared to sit there.

An elegant young woman wearing plain clothes walked over with a sad face, looked around, and then sat silently on the right side of Xiao Han. Her breath did not appear to be very sharp, but every move made people feel...

An unfathomable and profound taste.

The expression on Mo Qingtong's pretty face changed slightly, and she glanced at the young woman from the corner of her eye. Xiao Han also turned his head and looked over.

The young woman happened to look towards Xiao Han. The two looked at each other, and the young woman smiled gently and whispered, "Hello."

"Brother Xiao, this is the widow Ji Rushui." Mo Qingtong smiled beside Xiao Han.

"Oh..." Xiao Han turned his head and murmured to himself. "She is very powerful."

"Who says it's not?" Mo Qingtong said with a smile. There was an almost demonic charm in her smile, making people willing to do anything for her.

"I heard that the 'Great World of Demons' practiced by Mo Qingtong is a magical skill at the spiritual level. Her smile, every frown, and every move can enchant people's hearts, looking for flaws in their hearts, or forcibly creating flaws in their hearts.

"Xiao Han didn't think Mo Qingtong's smile was very beautiful. On the contrary, it was extremely dangerous and fatal.

"Brother Xiao is also a powerful person." Mo Qingtong said softly.

"Me? I...I just have no name." Xiao Han said quickly.

"Brother Xiao, you are the only person in this group that Qingtong cannot see through. Brother Xiao, please don't be humble." Mo Qingtong said with a serious expression.

"Miss Mo," a man in a yellow shirt walked over to this side. He had a majestic appearance, a face like a jade, and a strong medicinal fragrance exuding from his body. He looked at Mo Qingtong eagerly, "Miss Mo, Wanhua

As soon as we left the building, I missed Sikong Ji very much. I wonder how Miss Mo thought about Sikong Ji’s request in the past."

"Ha... Sikong Ji, if you want to stay with me day and night, you can." Mo Qingtong smiled sweetly.

"Ah! Really?" Sikong Ji said in a trembling voice. "Then... did Miss Mo agree?"

"Pfft... Sikong Ji, if you die, your body will be buried in the Tianmo Sect. Wouldn't you stay with me day and night?" Mo Qingtong smiled very charmingly, but his eyes were cold, and he refused to be seen thousands of miles away.

"This...this...Miss Mo, you...you are joking again..." Sikong Ji looked bitter. He turned his eyes and saw Xiao Han sitting with Mo Qingtong as if nothing had happened, with jealousy in his eyes, coldly

He glanced at Xiao Han and walked away immediately.

At this moment, Fatty Zhu wandered around and finally came to Xiao Han. He stammered, "Friend, Fatty, can Fatty sit next to you?"

Xiao Han raised his eyes and saw that Fatty Zhu had a plump face and a very fearful and timid expression. There were 37 five-pointed star acupuncture points flashing in his body, and he was a person with the fourth level of Qi.

"It doesn't matter." Xiao Han smiled lightly.

"Ah! Thank you! Thank you so much! My friend, you really understand the righteousness and worry about others!" Fatty Zhu quickly sat down, as if he was afraid that Xiao Han would regret it, "I'm Fatty Zhu of the Giant Sword Sect of the Sun Empire. Please take care of me, take care of me."

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"Hello, Fatty." Mo Qingtong looked at Fatty Zhu with evil eyes. An imperceptible surprise flashed across his eyes, and then he smiled charmingly.

"Ah? Miss Mo Qingtong from the Tianmo Sect? You must never smile at the fat man. Our sect leader said that Miss Mo's smile is very dangerous. Moreover, our sect leader said that Miss Mo is one of the best in the death group.

He is a difficult person to deal with. If he meets Miss Mo, Fatty will quickly admit defeat without saying a word." Fatty Zhu said with a smile.

When Xiao Han heard this, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Brother Zhu, it seems that you are really a wonderful person."

"Hey, it's easy to say, easy to say," Fatty Zhu's face glowed red. He suddenly put his mouth to Xiao Han's ear and whispered. "Friend, you'd better not get close to the people of the Tianmo Sect... They are all murderous demons without blinking an eye.

Head... I think back then, Old Man Tianmo..."

"Fat man, are you talking bad about me?" Mo Qingtong said with a sweet smile.

"Don't dare, don't dare." Fatty Zhu immediately shut up and sat down with his eyes, nose and nose in mind.

Mo Qingtong also put her mouth in Xiao Han's ear, "Brother Xiao, you have to be careful about this fat guy, he is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger..."

Her breath was as blue as blue, her voice was numb, and there was a sense of decadence and lingering. Xiao Han's pores opened wide when he heard it, and he almost lost his mind.

Not long after, more than 30,000 contestants had all taken their seats in the east stand and were divided into 100 camps.

The scene became quiet. Everyone looked towards the void.

"Alright... all the contestants are here." The old and invincible voice in the void said slowly. "Then, this year's Monster Selection Tournament, the Southern Region Qualifiers, has officially begun. The rules of the competition are very simple.

Every contestant will have a number plate..."

At this point, a gap suddenly opened in the void, and blazing rays of light surged. The next moment, rays of twilight shot towards the east stand.

Xiao Han conveniently copied it, caught the ray of light that hit him, and found that it was a sign as big as a palm.

There are several lines of regular characters neatly written on it...

"Xiao Han

**Zong

No. 25987"

Not only Xiao Han, but every contestant sitting in the east stand grabbed a number plate of their own.

These number plates are like spiritual beings, and they can find each person very accurately.

Everyone looked towards the void with admiration.

"Contestants, enter the ring with your number plate. This qualifying round is very interesting. A so-called group of death was born. Therefore... the competitions of other groups will start at the same time, and the competition of the group of death will be held separately.

Well, let the game begin."

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a tidal wave of crimson clouds washed directly over the lotus arena, and in an instant, numbers appeared on every lotus leaf on the lotus arena.

‘Arena 1’

‘Arena 2’

‘Arena 3’

…

‘Arena 1297’
To be continued...