In Mo Changfeng's eyes, there was hatred transformed from jealousy.
Lin Zhan, who had always regarded him as a brother, had never regarded Lin Zhan as a brother. If it weren't for the fact that Lin Zhan was the first genius of the Shenwu Pavilion, Mo Changfeng would not even approach Lin Zhan.
Everything passed, and Lin Zhan became a waste. He became a strong man in everyone's eyes, the deputy master of Shenwu Pavilion, and a young venerable man.
Tomorrow will be the so-called ranking battle for the outer sect disciples. Only those who win the first place will be qualified to enter the inner sect unconditionally.
The war has not yet started, but the inscription-level elders in the sky are already flying in the sky. In the huge martial arts training ground, wearing white robes and stepping on the powerful magic circle in the air, the inscription-level elders are prone to attack at every turn.
He can crush mountains and split rivers to cross oceans. In this small Ziyun Empire, he is already considered a powerful being.
Eighteen strong men with inscriptions were arranged in a circle, stationed in the four directions of the martial arts training ground. On top of the martial arts training ground, there were a total of eighteen formations, each of which was hundreds of feet in size. They rose into the air, eighteen
Elders, each staring at a formation.
If this goes by the usual rules, the outer sect elders would be enough to preside over this time's outer sect disciple ranking battle.
Unfortunately, Mo Changfeng also came this time. He stood on the sky with a faint smile. No matter whether he was a disciple or an elder, his face changed slightly when he saw Mo Changfeng.
Awe-inspiring, Mo Changfeng, the deputy pavilion master, has already become a venerable person in his forties. Many people say that his future is limitless.
After reaching the realm of the Venerable, there is actually not much difference between the second-level talent and the first-level talent. It only depends on whether one can break through. Unless one reaches the first-level talent or above, the so-called king-level talent, then there may be a slight gap.
"Elder Mo is here. It seems he came to see Lin Changan's joke."
"Isn't that right? Three months ago, that Lin Chang'an was still talking about thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Don't laugh at the young maniac. Hehe, isn't his current cultivation level the ninth level of Qi Condensation? If he is the ninth level of Qi Condensation,
If I can win the championship, I will eat up the entire team."
"That's a slap in the face. He's really awesome when he's bragging. He said it so elegantly. Now, Qi Ningjiu Layantian still wants to take the first place. Hahahaha. I'm really looking forward to seeing him leave in embarrassment. That look.
,Ha ha ha ha."
Many disciples are discussing and looking forward to the bet between Lin Changan and Elder Mo.
Three months later, the outer disciple ranks first?
If Lin Changan's current cultivation level is in the middle stage of Soul Fusion, he might still have some chance of winning, but is he currently at the ninth level of Qi Condensation?
Oh, to say something that doesn't sound nice is a huge difference.
Countless disciples have also gathered here, of course, including Lin Changan. As for Zitan, he has also followed. Having broken through to the spirit-melting stage, he is not in a hurry to participate in the ranking battle for the outer disciples. As a royal
People can enter the inner gate as long as their cultivation is through soul fusion.
Even if you enter the Shenwu Pavilion and say something above, you can enter directly. The red sandalwood before was held by the fifth and third princes and could not be moved. Now?
After joining forces with the fourth child and with the assistance of Lin Changan, can the third child still be able to suppress Zitan?
Naturally, he came today only with Lin Changan, and he was quite worried.
"Sir, this trip is very risky, but don't worry, sir, Zitan will ask his father to say a word and let you enter the inner gate together." Zitan spoke quickly, worried that Lin Changan would fail.
"If I had known that I would fail three months ago, I would not have left gracefully." Lin Changan waved his hand, with a look of confidence in his eyes.
Did you know you would win three months ago? However, after all, Lin Changan's cultivation is still here. Zitan is still a little scared, but the gentleman is the gentleman. At least until now, the gentleman has not lost, and Zitan is just
Relieved.
"I hope everything goes well for you, sir." Zitan said and bowed.
"Get rid of hope." Lin Changan rarely showed a smile, his body slightly ejected and landed on the battle platform.
Because Lin Changan's name has been read out above.
As an outer sect disciple, you need to pay 300 contribution points to participate in the outer sect ranking battle. After paying the contribution points, the names will be shuffled and sorted by the elders. Then the mode of fighting against each other will be started. The winner will be
Able to enter the next round and start the next round of battle.
"Lin Changan, Xia Xuan, appear!"
Following the elder's loud shout, Lin Changan's body flashed slightly and landed on the battle platform. Then a man wearing purple armor also landed on the battle platform, with a smile on his mouth.
A cold smile.
When I met Lin Changan, hehe, I found a treasure.
The elder's words also caused many disciples present to concentrate slightly. Lin Changan, this person, openly provoked Elder Mo.
Even the elders in white clothes on the sky looked sideways at Lin Changan who was on the battlefield, with a hint of brilliance passing through his eyes.
"You are Lin Chang'an. Your cultivation level is not that good. You are only at the ninth level of Qi Condensation. However, what makes me a little curious is how you dare to challenge Elder Mo?" Xia Xuan in front of him smiled lightly and asked.
He said, with a trace of fighting intent bursting out of his eyes.
Just breaking the limbs of the kid in front of me, or even destroying his Dantian, would be worth thousands of spiritual stones.
There were six to seven thousand disciples gathered to watch the ranking battle among the outer disciples. The area near the martial arts training ground was buzzing with people. From the sky, they looked like ants, densely packed in front of them.
"I'm also a little curious, how dare you challenge me?" Lin Changan asked with a faint smile.
"Hmph, you don't know how high the sky is, how dare you ridicule me?" Xia Xuan's face turned slightly cold. He was a strong man at the early stage of soul fusion, and he could easily destroy a ninth-level Qi Condensing Heaven master with just a few moves of his hands and feet.
Disciple, Lin Changan in front of me actually dares to ridicule him?
"When I break your limbs and destroy your Dantian, you will know what it means to shut up." Xia Xuan snorted coldly and said.
"Start the war!"
As the eighteen elders shouted together, countless disciples suddenly stood up from the ground, their bodies suddenly shot out, and they were about to fight.
Many people still focused on Lin Changan. After all, Elder Mo was here today just to watch the bet between him and Lin Changan.
This kid from the ninth level of Qi Condensation is arrogantly saying that he wants to be the first in the outer sect ranking battle.
"I want to see how far this little Qi Ninth Layer can jump." A disciple smiled coldly and said rather contemptuously.
"I'm afraid I'm going to lose the first battle. This Xia Xuan's cultivation is not just a small Qi Condensation Ninth Level Heaven. He is a real early-stage spirit fusion person. Hehe, break his limbs and strike with one palm.
That’s it.”
"I was talking arrogantly at the beginning, but when I lost, I didn't know how depressed I would be."
Many disciples are discussing and looking forward to Lin Changan's performance.