Countless monks were wailing. They all received emerald green tokens and came to the Lingxu Platform to participate in the selection competition.
Who the hell wants to meet such a terrifying being like Jiang Ning?
Even the devils in the Black Demonic Abyss can't do anything to him...and even if they can capture him, who would dare to do it?
On the battlefield, Chen Jienan, who had not yet stepped down, was even more delighted.
He flew out of the fighting platform directly and headed towards Jiang Ning to greet him.
At this moment, with everyone's eyes greeting me, I can only see the canopy in the sky like clouds, and the dim light like a mirror.
The car of Young Ancestor Jiang Ning of the Yinming Sect was surrounded by the piercing light of the Netherworld. It was pulled by countless auspicious signs and protected by underworld beasts. It was followed by countless elder disciples of the Yinming Sect and disciples of the Tianyun Dao.
Even the arrival of the city lord couldn't compare to this grand occasion!
The Tianyun Dao elders who were responsible for guarding the Lingxu Platform and the people in Tianyun City all had bitter expressions on their faces at this moment.
You are too high-profile, how can you let other players compare?
"Brother Jie Nan, is it my turn to compete in the competition this morning?"
Seeing Chen Jienan approaching, Jiang Ning ignored the envious and jealous looks of countless monks below, and let Murong Ning'er squeeze his legs, and a group of female disciples of the Ming Sect pinched their shoulders and beat their backs, looking like a playboy ancestor, and asked Chen Jienan
One sentence.
“Don’t take it seriously, don’t take it seriously!”
Chen Jienan hurriedly corrected Jiang Ning's title. What should he call him? Just call him Xiao Chen!
"Hey, Brother Ning and Young Master Ning, don't mention it. It was your turn in two games this morning. Up to now, your two opponents are still waiting for you!"
Chen Jienan stretched out his hand and pointed downward.
As expected, there were two gloomy-looking monks, one as strong as an ox, and the other as ferocious as a human being, gathering together to complain about something, and at the same time looking at their arrival with a look of envy on their faces.
Jiang Ning was a little confused.
These two people, one is in the Great Immortal Realm and the other is in the Small Nirvana Realm.
Your strength is indeed impressive, but you still don’t have the confidence to challenge yourself, right?
So brave?
Then I quickly understood.
This preliminary selection competition uses the Taoist names left on the tokens by the participants.
Now the whole Tianyun City knows his name as Young Ancestor Jiang Ning.
But how many people know that he is "Xiao Le's father"?
"The problem lies here, that's fine. I just didn't play enough yesterday, so I'll practice again today!"
Jiang Ning yawned and ordered the car to park at Lingxu Terrace.
Countless monks crowded around to make room for fear of upsetting Young Ancestor Yin Ming.
At this time, the rival monks in the two crowds were notified by the Tianyun Dao disciples that their opponents had arrived and the battle could begin!
Immediately, the monk who looked like a big black bear jumped onto the barrier battle platform with a bang, exuding mighty coercion with his cultivation in the Small Nirvana realm, and his eyes instantly swept across the countless participating monks in the audience.
"Which is Xiao Le's father? Damn it, you've made me wait all morning. Come out and die as soon as possible. I can go home early and sleep with this beauty in my arms. Did you hear me? Come on up!!"
The black bear howled fiercely, and its ferocious eyes swept over every monk on the battlefield.
Didn't you say that the competitor named Xiao Le's father is here? Why hasn't he shown up yet?
Is this a deliberate act of entertainment?
"Xu Lingzi, is my opponent here? Humph, with such a tacky Taoist name (Xiao Le's father), he must be a hideous and insignificant person who doesn't even dare to go on stage?"
Black Bear Gu Ji angrily asked a Tianyun Dao disciple in charge of the battlefield here.
However, the disciple of Tianyun Dao looked at the battle sequence in his hand and was speechless, looking at the black bear Gu Ji with a dead look in his eyes.
"You are here, but I advise you to just admit defeat... You really can't afford to offend me!"
The disciples of Tianyun Dao looked embarrassed.
Others don't know who "Xiao Le's father" is, but how can the disciples of Tianyun Dao not know?
Everyone thought Jiang Shaozu would not come, but who knew he would actually come!
Could it be that Jiang Ning was really allowed to come on stage and kill this black bear like a vegetable?
However, no one here knows who "Xiao Le's father" is.
After hearing what he said at this moment, many monks became furious on the spot.
That black bear is an ancient beast, has cultivated for tens of thousands of years, and is in the minor nirvana realm. Looking at the entire Lingxu Platform, his strength can also be ranked among the top 100.
What's more, this Xiong family has an extraordinary family background, almost comparable to the Huangxi Tianma clan.
How could such a person directly admit defeat?
Besides, who is Xiaole’s father?
Where did he get the courage to make Black Bear Guji admit defeat?
"Tianyun Dao, I'm afraid you're taking advantage of others and operating in secret, right?"
"Tell Xiao Le's father to get out. What the hell, you don't even dare to show your face, and you dare to ask us, Black Bear Brother, to quit on the spot?"
"If that loser doesn't dare to fight on stage today, in the future, I will kill every one of you named Xiao Le!"
Countless monks shouted.
Everyone is waiting for the people on the stage to finish fighting so that they can start their own fight as soon as possible.
What if you are unlucky and get the Yinming Young Ancestor in the next draw?
The Tianyun Dao disciple named Xu Lingzi had no choice but to announce loudly that Xiao Le's father would come on stage as soon as possible, otherwise he would be disqualified from participating!
"This is so true!"
The monks glanced at the audience coldly, waiting for Xiao Le's father, the hidden participant, to show up.
They wanted to take a closer look. What confidence did this coward have? He was so arrogant that he wanted Black Bear Guji to admit defeat on the spot?
Even the participating monks around other battlefields looked over and started shouting.
If you don’t dare to go on stage, get out early and don’t waste the competition time!
However, as they were shouting, a disciple of the Yin Ming Sect suddenly flew over and shouted coldly at them: "Wait, you are in such a hurry to die, how about I give you a ride?"
This Yinming Sect disciple glanced at the entire audience and immediately suppressed the noise of the monks.
But there were more whispers, too.
Black Bear Gu Ji asked his opponent to take the stage quickly. What does this have to do with the Yin Ming Sect?
What the hell, a dog is meddling in other people’s business!
Is it obvious that you belong to the Yin Ming Sect?
On the battlefield, Black Bear Gu Ji was also full of anger, but in front of the Yin Ming Sect, he dared not speak out in anger.
But he had already thought about it. When that damn Xiao Le's father came on stage, he would tear him into pieces with his own hands, peeling off his skin first, and then removing his bones!
"You're just trying to be mysterious, huh, if you have the guts, don't come out!"
Black Bear Guji set up his battle array, waited for his opponent to come on stage, and then violently attacked, killing Xiao Le's father right on the edge of the stage, preventing him from even getting on stage!
And in the Yinming Sect's car at this moment.
Jiang Ning was frowning and communicating with Chen Jienan about the next level.
Compared with the information provided by Murong Ning'er, Chen Jienan's friends also got some gossip.
It is said that the first level of the Wild West is located in the depths of the Wild West, a tomb of an ancient god!