There were quite a few outer sect disciples watching from a distance, standing outside the formation. They did not dare to walk into the formation, otherwise they would be considered by the disciples waiting nearby as disciples preparing to participate in the competition, and they would obtain the formation by then.
The advantage is that he said it was unintentional, but it is troublesome.
It only takes one day to register, no waiting after the expiration date!
"Ling Yan?"
The disciple had obviously heard of Ling Yan's name. He raised his head and gave Ling Yan a strange look...
The disciple in charge of registration didn't know what his strength was, but his eyes were shining brightly, and he was clearly stronger than the inner disciples.
"Oh? Are you the Ling Yan who was punished by Elder Mo and thrown into the black pool?"
The disciple suddenly looked a little strange...
Saying "respect" doesn't sound like "respect", saying "disdain" doesn't mean that...his eyes are complicated...erratic.
"This...should be it!"
Ling Yan nodded helplessly.
"oh..."
The disciple nodded and touched a piece of white light on the table with one hand. Rows of small black characters appeared immediately as his palm passed by. Ling Yan took a look and saw that they were all his own.
information..
"Please give me your disciple token!" The disciple raised his head and said. At this time, Ling Yan's message on the screen flashed and then disappeared.
"Here!" Ling Yan put away his gaze and handed over the disciple token pinned to his waist.
After the disciple took the disciple token from Ling Yan, he pressed it directly on the screen cloth. A stream of electricity flashed away and was hidden on the token. The disciple picked up the token and handed it back to Ling Yan.
"The competition starts tomorrow. Your number and the number of matches have been recorded on this token. I hope you can win a good place in this competition and jump into the ranks of true disciples in one fell swoop!"
The disciple smiled slightly.
"Thanks!"
Ling Yan also forced out a smile, nodded and said.
If people respect me one foot, I will respect others one foot!
After taking the token, Ling Yan quickly walked away.
"The 19th Battle Arena... is not yet... that is around two o'clock in the afternoon... but there are not many things recorded on this token, at least it does not record who the opponent is..." Ling Yan pinched himself
With the token of the outer disciple, I walked out of the Qingtian Field.
"Huh... such a powerful aura... This formation must be a master of nine transformations or above, and has also reached the innate limit. Although the arrangement has no lethality, it is as powerful as Mount Tai.
The breath is enough to suffocate me to death!"
The ‘Phantom Dragon’ suddenly bubbled up.
"The great formation in Qingtian Field is rumored to have been arranged by the leader of the Eternal Life Palace, Supreme Bai Fengyu. How can it not be strong?? But what did you just say?? It was arranged by someone who has reached the limit of innateness?? You mean to say
,Bai Fengyu has also entered the innate limit??"
Ling Yan stopped and asked in surprise.
"It should be right. There are eighty-one kinds of gases in that breath, such as vitality, spiritual energy, essence, water, fire, wood, wind, etc. Of course, there is also a pure and outrageous
The aura of awe-inspiring... No one can easily arrange such a powerful formation, and I'm afraid even the man named Mo Yeqing would be in trouble..."
"Bai Fengyu... It seems that what Yue Meng said is right. This Bai Fengyu is probably so powerful that he can destroy the heavens. Mo Yeqing alone, the second elder of the Eternal Life Palace, has such heaven-defying power, let alone
The mysterious Great Elder, and Bai Fengyu!! I really don’t understand why there are so many masters in the Eternal Life Palace, but they are only ranked at the bottom among the ten sects of cultivation?"
Ling Yan recalled Mo Yeqing's ability to turn the world upside down with every move he made, and he felt emotional in his heart.
There are so many masters, but they are all at the bottom of the top ten sects. Is it possible that there are some powerful back-up moves in the other nine sects that can ignore the masters?
"Haha, Ling Yan, you are just short-sighted. There are masters in the Eternal Life Palace, but don't other sects have them? After all, they are ancient sects that have been passed down for thousands of years. In these sects, there are some super powerful people. Bai Fengyu
His strength is indeed very strong, but after all, he is only one person. Even if he can defeat the masters of China Continent and stand alone on the peak, what can he do? Can Bai Fengyu protect the top and bottom of the Eternal Life Palace? If it weren't for Bai Fengyu, then what would happen?
With all the masters here, I’m afraid that the Eternal Life Palace won’t be able to squeeze into the top ten sects of cultivation, and I’m afraid that many of the benefits that can be shared equally won’t be available to the Eternal Life Palace!”
'Phantom Dragon' said.
"Huh? Do you know about the Palace of Eternal Life? Or the Ten Sects of Cultivation? Why do you know so much?"
Ling Yan felt a little strange.
"I have no idea!"
"Which...you..."
"Guess..."
..
"Ling Yan!!"
As soon as Ling Yan walked out of Qingtian Field, an unexpected voice came out.
The sound is like an oriole emerging from the valley.
Ling Yan turned his head and looked at the other side of the voice.
The pretty figure, the bright eyes and white teeth, the black stockings catching the wind, and the exquisite body wrapped in silk are so alluring.
It's Mu Xue'er...
Mu Xueer was standing with several men and women. Judging from their clothes, it was clear that they were all inner disciples.
And with Mu Xueer's shout, everyone focused their attention on Ling Yan.
"He is the Ling Yan who was punished by Elder Mo and thrown into the Black Water Pond??"
A beautiful female disciple next to her asked Mu Xueer in surprise.
Mu Xueer nodded, showed a spring-like smile, and then waved to Ling Yan.
"Oh my god, how did he last for five days? That's the Black Water Pool. It's rumored that the Black Water Pool is countless times more painful than Ling Chi. Five days... How many people in this world can have this?
will??"
"I'm afraid it won't be so painful to go to a frying pan or hell, right? I've heard of the effects of the Black Water Pool... Life is worse than death, but if I can endure it for five days, I'm afraid there will be a lot of benefits!"
Several disciples nearby were also talking about it.
Mu Xueer's face was like a peach blossom, she waved and shouted to Ling Yan.
"Ling Yan, are you also here to sign up for the Dragon-Tiger Competition? What's your number?"
"Yeah! No. 3719!"
Ling Yan nodded lightly.
"Oh!! I'm No. 2486, I hope we won't run into each other!!" Mu Xueer said with a slight smile.
The beautiful female disciple next to Mu Xueer covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Haha, it's best not to bump into me, Ling Yan, if you confront me, I won't be merciful!"
"It seems that this time the Dragon and Tiger rankings are quite good!" The tall man interjected.
"However, I am looking forward to fighting you. The former inner disciple should not be very weak in strength!"
"Well! I hope, while you are chatting, I have to go to practice. Goodbye!"
Ling Yan nodded, as if he didn't want to talk to everyone, but under the surprised eyes of Mu Xueer and the others, he left unhurriedly...
He left as soon as he said so, everyone was stunned...