These ten powerful Taoists all hold the position of elders in the Holy Land of the Holy Land, and have considerable power in their hands.
The top fifty people in this competition in the Qian Domain, as long as they are recognized by any one of them, can join the Emperor Holy Land and become the disciples of the Emperor Holy Land.
Under everyone's attention, all ten people have now taken their seats.
At this moment, their eyes glanced at the fifty people in the square, with different expressions.
One of them, an old man with gray hair and a gray robe, cast his penetrating gaze over the fifty people one by one, but his expression gradually turned gloomy.
"Yang Jie!"
Finally, the gray-haired old man locked his eyes on Yang Jie, and frowned slightly while drinking at Yang Jie.
When Yang Jie heard the sound in the square, he immediately stood up from the ground and walked towards the gray-haired old man respectfully.
"Elder of the clan!"
After arriving at the gray-haired old man, Yang Jie bowed and bowed.
This gray-haired old man is also a member of the Yang family, and his name is Yang Qianhe.
In Huangji Holy Land, he is an elder.
In the pilgrimage city of Yang, he is the elder of the Yang clan.
At the same time, he is also Yang Dong's grandfather.
"Where's Yang Dong?"
Yang Qianhe called Yang Jie and immediately asked the questions in his mind.
As a powerful Taoist, Yang Qianhe is not young and is now over two hundred years old.
Therefore, he has many descendants in the Yang family.
His eldest grandson is now almost a hundred years old.
Yang Dong is just one of his youngest grandchildren.
He paid attention to Yang Dong because among the ten people from the Yang family participating in the Qianyu Competition, only Yang Dong was his grandson.
And according to his understanding, among the ten people from the Yang family who participated in the Qian Domain Competition, Yang Dong was ranked among the top three in terms of strength.
However, in the square at this moment, the top fifty geniuses are among the most talented.
Only two other people from the top three Yang family's geniuses were there, but Yang Dong was missing.
"Yang Dong was killed..."
Facing Yang Qianhe's question, Yang Jie did not dare to hide anything and answered with a complicated expression.
"Killed?"
Yang Qianhe's eyes turned cold, "Who killed him?"
As an elder of Huangji Holy Land, Yang Qianhe also knows the cruelty of the Qian Domain Competition.
In the past few Qian Domain competitions, some of the Yang family's geniuses also fell.
Of course, the same goes for the other six clans in Pilgrimage City.
These Huangji Holy Land elders from the Seven Pilgrimage Clan all hold high positions.
They don't care too much about the life and death of the geniuses in their respective clans.
However, when the matter involved his own children and grandchildren, Yang Qianhe still could not completely ignore it.
"Donglu Dynasty, Ling Tian!"
Feeling Yang Qianhe's coldness, Yang Jie turned around without hesitation and raised his hand to point at Ling Tian.
"Ling Tian?"
Yang Qianhe's eyes were slightly cold, and he followed the direction of Yang Jie's finger and landed on Ling Tian.
Ling Tian felt Yang Qianhe's gaze, and his body trembled slightly.
A strong person in the Tao realm is worthy of being a strong person in the Tao realm. One look can make people shudder.
Ling Tian did not dare to look at Yang Qianhe, but after glancing at him, he quickly moved away.
"This man is so brave, he actually dares to kill my grandson!"
Yang Qianhe said coldly, although his words were very soft.
But the chill in his voice was extremely cold.
"Elder Qianhe, the only way to kill in the killing space is to kill! Your grandson died in the killing space, which only proves that he was not strong enough. No one can blame him."
After Yang Qianhe's extremely cold words fell, an elder who looked like a middle-aged man next to him smiled and said something.
This man's name is Feng Hanhai. Although he doesn't look as old as Yang Qianhe, he is actually only a dozen years younger than Yang Qianhe.
The reason why his appearance remains that of a middle-aged man is simply because he entered the heaven and human realm and the Tao realm earlier than Yang Qianhe.
Among the ten elders of Huangji Holy Land who appeared in the square today, four came from the Seventh Pilgrimage Clan, and Yang Qianhe was just one of them.
"My grandson is not strong enough?"
Yang Qianhe glanced at Feng Hanhai when he heard the sound, his eyes seemed to be filled with anger, "Among the younger generation of my Yang family, my grandson can also be among the top three in strength. How can he be a weak person?"
"I think Elder Qianhe is pretending to be confused because he understands!"
Feng Hanhai smiled casually, "The pilgrim city is backed by the Holy Land of the Holy Land. The children of the seventh clan of pilgrims have had superior resources since they were born, and thus have strong strength. It can be said that they have innate advantages!"
"But in the Huangji Secret Realm, these advantages disappeared, and the mediocre talents of some people were completely exposed! Under such circumstances, it is normal for these mediocre people to be killed by others!"
"The person who killed your grandson was able to rank among the top fifty in the Qian Domain Competition! This only proves that his martial arts talent is superior to your grandson's."
Feng Hanhai's voice was calm, but he seemed to be despising the genius of the Seven Pilgrimage Clan.
This also made Yang Qianhe's face become darker and darker, "Feng Hanhai, are you trying to humiliate me, the genius of the Seventh Pilgrimage Clan?"
The other three elders, who also came from the Seventh Pilgrimage Clan, also frowned slightly, with more or less unhappy expressions on their faces.
"Elder Qianhe, don't misunderstand me. What I said is just the truth and I don't mean to humiliate anyone. Look at the Yang family, aren't there two people who stand out and are among the top fifty in the Qian Domain Competition? They are just barely counted. You are a genius!"
Feng Hanhai explained with a smile.
From the beginning, he had no intention of despising the genius of the Seventh Pilgrimage Clan.
Among the young disciples of the Seventh Pilgrimage Clan, there are indeed some geniuses.
Previous Qianyu competitions have also proved this situation.
The Geniuses of the Seven Clan of Pilgrimage sometimes kill the top ten in the Qian Domain.
But for the most part, it still doesn’t work.
Just as Feng Hanhai said, ten talented people from the Yang family participated in the Qian Domain Competition.
In the end, only two people made it into the top 50.
The martial arts talents of these two people are obviously superior to the other eight people.
If one must say that Feng Hanhai despised someone, then he only despised the pseudo-geniuses like Yang Dong, who relied on the power of their family to have some strength.
After hearing what Feng Hanhai said, the expressions of the other three elders of the Seventh Pilgrim Clan, except Yang Qianhe, softened a lot.
Judging from his appearance, he obviously agreed with Feng Hanhai's objective words.
But Yang Qianhe was still furious. After all, it was his grandson who died in the space just now.
"You two, stop arguing, don't care what the occasion is, don't make a joke!"
Just when Yang Qianhe was about to say something, an elder sitting between the two people spoke indifferently.
This elder comes from the Ying family in the pilgrimage city and is named Ying Huang.
Ying Huang has gray hair on his temples, a white robe, and an immortal spirit.
Among the ten people, he is undoubtedly the eldest and has the oldest qualifications in the Holy Land of the Emperor.
As he opened his mouth, Feng Hanhai said no more.
Yang Qianhe also swallowed the words that reached his lips and waved towards Yang Jie.
Yang Jie understood and immediately returned to the square and sat down cross-legged again.
At the same time, Du Zhi, who was in charge of the Qian Domain Competition, approached the ten people.
"Elders, can the second round of the Qian Domain Competition begin?"
After arriving in front of the ten people, Du Zhi asked respectfully.
Although Du Zhi is also a strong Taoist, he is weaker than the ten people in front of him in terms of qualifications and strength.
These ten people are all his seniors.
On such an occasion, he did not dare to be disrespectful to ten people.
"Wait a minute!"
Ying Huang said indifferently, showing that he was not in any hurry.
This also made Du Zhi feel puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "What are you waiting for?"
"We have a guest coming for this Qian Domain Competition. It won't be too late to start after the guest arrives."
Ying Huang replied calmly, but his eyes were looking toward the sky.
"A visitor is coming?"
Du Zhi looked startled.
Everyone around Huangji Mountain Square heard the conversation between Du Zhi and Ying Huang, and they all had surprised looks on their faces.