The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

The Zongmen Grand Competition will be divided into the outer sect competition and the inner sect competition.

The outer door competition is more like a performance.

The ten outer sect disciples who won the fierce outer sect competition will fight in pairs.

If the peak masters of each peak have disciples they like, they will be directly accepted into the mountain gate.

If he is not selected, he will be given the status of a registered disciple in the inner sect, and go to various peaks to do what he can.

That is to say, the ten best disciples from the outer sect managed to break out of the siege, and finally came to the inner sect to dance to the bosses.

Originally, they had amazed everyone in the outer gate, but when they came here, they instantly turned into meat chickens for people to choose from in the vegetable market.

Who can enter the inner door is not a genius, after all, there are too many geniuses in this world.

The competition in the outer sect was very boring, most of the teenagers in the foundation building stage were pecking at each other in the square in front of the main hall.

He tried his best to come up with his own special skills, but the audience in the stands was like monkeys watching a circus jumping through a ring of fire.

After all, during the foundation building period, the inner sect is the existence of a bad street.

After the performance of the ten people, five people were favored by the elders of each peak and accepted as inner disciples.

Among them is Ma Xingye, who is invincible, and he is favored by Wuxingfeng, who specializes in magic techniques.

When Ma Xingye was selected, he trembled with excitement.

Years of hard work and Zongmen's expectations are all worth it at this moment!

Ma Xingye was so excited that he was as happy as the champion of a high school in the world.

The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day!

After all, he lived up to his reputation as a genius and successfully joined the Qingyun Sect!

He suddenly thought of Xiao Feng, if Xiao Feng defeated him, it would be impossible for him to stand here.

I'm sorry, Junior Brother Xiao, cultivating immortals is so cruel, if I meet you in the future, I will make it up to you.

Ma Xingye apologized in his heart, but then celebrated with his fellow students next to him.

At this time, Xiao Feng, who was sitting on top of the main hall of Qingyun Sect, was looking at the square in front of the main hall with a strange expression.

Because I was borrowed by my senior brother, I summoned the phantoms of Qinglong and Suzaku in the attic above the main hall.

Not only did I meet the head of the sect, but the head of the sect was very kind to me, and asked myself more than once if I wanted to change to another mountain and become the head's personal disciple.

Xiao Feng faced the person who only existed in his imagination, although he was excited inside, but when he heard the head blatantly poaching a corner, he still rejected him apprehensively.

Almost everything I have now is given to me by my elder brother. If I really leave the small mountain, what face will I have to continue to practice?

Xiao Feng was also worried that the headmaster would be angry because of his refusal, but he didn't expect the headmaster just sighed and muttered something inaudible.

The tone of scolding was quite dirty, but the head of the sect was not ambiguous in the slightest about his treatment.

Not only did the spirit-gathering formations be set up here to help him practice, but there were also countless spirit fruit and fairy medicines for him to take.

Such treatment was in stark contrast to Ma Xingye in front of the main hall below.

A smile hung on Xiao Feng's face, since he came to the small mountain, he became more and more cheerful.

In addition to the elder brother who speaks one and the same thing, there is the second elder brother who is capable of swordsmanship, the fourth elder brother who understands everything, and the third elder brother who is a master of Danqing, and...

Xiao Feng touched a small withered flower in his bosom, with a gentle smile on his face.

After the performance of the outer disciples ended, the real highlight also began.

Above the main hall, behind Dong Xuzi, eighteen Mahayana priests shot at the same time.

In the sky above Qingyun Peak, a huge alien space quietly approached.

"This is the mustard space! The Inner Sect Grand Competition will be held here, and the cultivation level must not be lower than the alchemy stage. Those who are willing to sign up to participate can now enter the mustard space and wait!"

Dong Xuzi's voice sounded again, telling the rules of this contest.

Competitors below Jiedan are prohibited from participating. Even most disciples of the Qing Yun Sect would be amazed by such a rigid rule.

After all, the gap between each great realm is like a chasm.

Prohibition of competition below Jie Dan is largely to protect those wastes who don't know the heights of heaven and earth from being accidentally slapped to death by the big monk.

Above the stands, countless streamers lit up, scrambling to be the first to fly towards the mustard space.

Everyone is the proud son of heaven, so naturally they are unwilling to be left behind.

Among them, the most outstanding one is the wisdom that summons the true body of Buddhism.

Huizhi, who was sitting upright, was wrapped in a golden body of Zhang Ba and flew to the mustard space.

The coercion of the Nascent Soul stage made everyone daunted.

Chen Changsheng stared at the main hall, and when he saw Zu Yuan in a black outfit flying towards the Jiezi space, he couldn't hold back anymore.

Just as he was about to get up and fly away, Ouyang held his shoulders. Chen Changsheng looked at Ouyang suspiciously.

I saw Ouyang laughing and patted Chen Changsheng on the shoulder and said, "I've been aggrieved for so long, let's have a good fight, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, just be safe!"

"Yes, senior brother!" Chen Changsheng solemnly agreed to Ouyang, and flew towards the mustard space in the sky with his sword.

"Brother, is it really all right?" Hu Tutu asked with some concern.

"I don't know, but with Changsheng's temperament, I will definitely fight until the end, don't worry." Ouyang said confidently.

When the number of people in Mustard Space reached 400, the entrance to Mustard Space was closed.

The hesitant monks who just walked to the entrance were blocked outside.

"Undecided when things happen, Dao heart is not stable yet, retreat!" Peak Lord Xingfeng appeared at the entrance and said flatly.

Those disciples who still wanted to ask the peak master to be extra merciful immediately went back in shame.

And everyone in the mustard space looked warily at the people around them as soon as they landed.

Now here, there are only enemies and no helpers, and the only person you can trust is yourself!

"The rule of this big competition is that there are no rules. The person standing at the end is the winner. Don't worry, we will rescue you as soon as possible." Master Xingfeng said calmly.

As soon as Master Xingfeng finished speaking, the originally spacious mustard space instantly went dark.

Hundreds of black monks who were almost in the Nascent Soul stage suddenly appeared in the mustard space.

It immediately caused an uproar in the mustard space!

The master of Xingfeng also looked at the perpetrator in astonishment.

Chen Changsheng, who was dressed in a purple Taoist robe, stood in the middle, looking at his opponents all around.

In the last life, I didn't even have the chance to participate in this competition, so I could only watch these geniuses shine in front of the world from a distance.

But this time I came too, and senior brother Ouyang also said, don't hold back!

Fighting one by one, Chen Changsheng has no interest at all, he only has one goal, so it's better to just do it all at once!

A cold light flashed in Chen Changsheng's masked eyes, and he stood with his hands hidden in his sleeves.

Hundreds of Nascent Soul stage puppets covered the entire sky, intimidating everyone in the arena!

One person against 399 people, forming a coercive force!

That year, I put my hands in my sleeves, and I didn't know what an opponent was.