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Chapter 163 The Immortal Cultivator vs the Ruthless Master 5
There was a bang in my ears.

Everyone looked towards the mountain gate at the same time.

The mountain gate in front of me has disappeared, no, the entire mountain has disappeared, the lush trees that I saw before have disappeared, and it has turned into a cliff!

The cliff is bottomless and vast, but the wind is faint and extremely sinister.

There is a bridge on it.But there is also a distance of about one meter between the bridge and the cliff. For the children, they have to jump over the cliff.

It was a bridge paved with white clouds, leading directly to the opposite side, with no end in sight at a glance. The bridge deck was only three or four feet wide. Although it was enough for walking, it was such a high cliff and there were no guardrails around it. If you accidentally slipped and fell, It must be smashed to pieces.

This person doesn't even dare to go on the bridge, jumping up is even more impossible!
Therefore, these children trembled and did not dare to go forward.

Of course the fairy elders will not hurt the children, they just set up the first pass to test them. The adults all understand and urge the children to go on the road, but the children only believe what they see with their eyes. How do they know that this is set up by the fairy elders? All of them turned pale with fright, and some timid ones burst into tears, refusing to pass no matter what.

"Liangyue, how can this pass, you will fall to your death!" The little beggars also screamed.

The little girl who took the letter hesitated with a pale face.

Suddenly there was a sneer from the side.When I looked again, Su Liangyue had already walked up first.

With the first and second ones, some brave children followed one after another. Of course, more children refused to go even if they died. Those adults were helpless and angrily scolded "useless things" After a while, I had to take them back in the end.

Not surprisingly, more than half of the people were eliminated in the first level.

In Beihua Xianshan, thousands of disciples were waiting outside the gate, and on Liuhe Hall, dozens of senior disciples stood respectfully on both sides, and three immortal elders sat side by side on the top.

The one in the middle is in his thirties, wearing a blue long cannon, with fair skin, and a blue long sword standing in front of him, the tip of the sword is suspended in mid-air, surrounded by immortal energy. No one else.

The one on the left is more than 50 years old, blue robe, with a few strands of beard on his chin, his eyes are cold and serious, very majestic, and he also holds a dark gray long knife in his hand.This is Jiang Yue Xianzun.

On the seat on the right was an old man in his seventies, with white beard and hair, and a kind face, holding only a volume of yellow and old quaint books in his hand.This is Yunqing Tiantianzun.

There's still one spot that's been vacant.but in a higher place;
The big bronze mirror in front of the hall clearly showed the scene of the children hesitating in front of the Yunqiao. The three elders kept their faces calm, drinking tea in a leisurely manner, but their eyes glanced up from time to time.

The oldest white-haired old man on the right first smiled and said: "The children are still young, so it is too difficult for Master to set up this level."

The stern-looking blue-robed old man on the left said: "It's better not to abuse the lack, what's the use of those who are greedy for life and afraid of death."

The head teacher just smiled without saying a word.

The old man in blue robe suddenly said: "Is Si Yi not coming?"

The title replied: "Maybe it will come."

The blue-robed old man frowned: "He still doesn't accept it?"

The way of the title: "In the past two years, the Nine Nether Demon Palace has risen, and it has a tendency to grow. As a protector, he has a heavy responsibility. He is devoted to practicing swordsmanship, so naturally he has no time. Wouldn't it be better if there were fewer people and uncles to rob apprentices." He also called the blue-robed old man Master Uncle, so it can be seen that the old man is undoubtedly the supervisor Jiang Yuelu.

Jiang Yuelu said: "Although that is the case, someone needs to inherit the mantle."

(End of this chapter)