Jiuzhou Empire.

Capital.

Battle arena.

Royal stands.

This time, because it was a qualifying match between the top sects and first-class sects in Dongxuan Land, there were quite a few people coming to the palace. Nine father-in-laws of the same level as You Sijin, each with two or three little princes or princesses around him. In front of these thirty people, there was an old and dissatisfied father-in-law with a wrinkle on his face, as if he was about to enter the coffin, and he was dead.

This person is the first-class eunuch in the palace, Fuhu, who is closest to the Emperor of Jiuzhou.

Beside him, there were several people of varying ages standing. These people were all princes in the top eight miles. Some of them were already very old, but the Emperor of Jiuzhou did not abdicate for a day. Even if they were one thousand years old, they were still princes.

In addition, the entire arena has been surrounded by the Black Prison Gate's constable, with the purpose of preventing emergencies.

In the audience, in addition to the ordinary people in the capital, more than 100 local nobles also came to visit, with thousands of people, occupying the stands with excellent geographical locations.

Ye Mingzhu stood on the stands of the Black Prison Gate, with the head of the chief Yang Ben standing beside him. Last time, because of Ning Qi and Yuan Yi's affairs, Ye Mingzhu was embarrassed by Yang Ben. After returning, he was severely punished. Therefore, when he saw Ning Qi's existence in the stands of Yunqi Sect, a trace of murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

Fu Hu glanced at Yang Running lightly, and the eyes of both sides happened to look at each other in the air, as if a squeak sounded, and a lightning flashed out.

Then, Fu Hu turned his head with a smile, looked at You Sijin, and his eyes moved slightly.

You Sijin was startled and a little uneasy rose in her heart. Could it be that the father-in-law Fuhu could see that he had reshaped his body? Well, if he had known this, he would have submitted his resignation earlier!

"Eunuch You, this time it's going to happen, I'll go to your house to sit down."

Fu Hu said with a faint smile.

When the other second-grade silver-clothed father-in-law heard this, a hint of doubt appeared on their faces. At the same time, a hint of jealousy flashed in their eyes. They didn't know why Mr. Fuhu suddenly wanted to sit in You Sijin's mansion. Could it be that You Sijin had made some great contributions recently?

But they didn't seem to have heard of it.

You Sijin smiled bitterly in his heart. It seemed that the matter was really exposed. Otherwise, how could Fu Hu suddenly want to sit in his mansion? His mansion has no treasures...

Thinking of this, You Sijin secretly glanced at Ning Qi and became sceptical.

In the stands of Yunqi Sect.

Nutao glanced at the empty seat not far away and sneered at Deng Tong: "The guy from Yudan Sect is always the last one to enter the venue. Even the Tianxing Gate and Jinling Valley, which are ranked first and second, do not have such a big air."

Deng Tong smiled faintly: "Let him go."

After saying that, his eyes looked at the Tianxing Gate and Jinling Valley not far away. When the leader of the two saw Deng Tong looking at them, he smiled politely and nodded.

Seeing that at least three of the inner disciples behind them were the peak Dou Emperor who had entered the ninth level of life and death, Deng Tong sighed in his heart. The strength of the other party's sect is indeed much stronger than that of Yunqi Sect.

Thinking of this, Deng Tong looked at the other side again. It was the place of Mingjing Sect. Mingjing Sect can be said to be the brother of Yunqi Sect. Every time the qualifying competition, the two took turns to sit in the last place. Deng Tong's eyes suddenly seemed extremely solemn, because he saw with his own eyes that the leader of Mingjing Sect, the peak Douhuang who was entering the ninth level of life and death was standing behind the leader of Mingjing Sect, "Jiang Feiliu", was standing!

Apart from him, the remaining inner disciples have similar cultivation levels to Yunqi Sect, and the strongest one is the peak Douhuang who has entered the seventh level of life and death.

"Deng Tong, this time, your Yunqi Sect will be the last one again."

Jiang Feiliu smiled at Deng Tong.

"Elder Jiang, I remember that your Ming Jing Sect didn't even reach the peak of the eighth level of life and death. Where did you find this little guy?"

Deng Tong said with a suspicious look on his face.

"Haha, do you care about me? Anyway, he is now an inner disciple of my Mingjing Sect."

Jiang Feiliu sent a proud voice.

Deng Tong knew that the other party was obviously looking for foreign aid. The peak Douhuang at the ninth level of life and death seemed to be far older than ordinary inner disciples. His qualifications should not be very good. He just occupied a long time of cultivation and did not seem to have a name in the top 100 dragon list.

"Well, this time it was really a two-sided attack. The bet with Yudan Sect and the competition with Mingjing Sect, hey..."

Deng Tong sighed again in his heart.

As time approached, the disciples of Yudan Sect, led by Huang Haitao, finally arrived at the competition arena, and they sat in the stands next to Yunqi Sect.

"Hahaha, the time is right, Deng Tong, are you ready for your 50,000 medium-grade spiritual crystals?"

Huang Haitao laughed at Deng Tong.

Deng Tong's face turned pale: "Let's talk about it before the competition. It's too early for Elder Huang to say this now."

"Well, this is true. You have to convince your loss. It's a pity that your disciples of Yunqi Sect can't meet my disciples of Yudan Sect."

Huang Haitao teased.

According to the rules of the ranking competition, the sects with the lowest ranking first compete, and then they will compete at one level and one level. The Yudan Sect ranks third. If you want to meet the disciples of the Yudan Sect, you must win 32 sects in a row, so Huang Haitao said so.

"The time is almost over. Yunqi Sect and Mingjing Sect, are you ready?"

The elder of Tianxingmen, "Zhou Tianxingchen", who ranked first in the three top sects, stood up with a smile and looked at Deng Tong and Jiang Feiliu.

"Ming Pure Land Buddhism is ready."

Jiang Feiliu said loudly.

Deng Tong took a deep breath, nodded, and said, "Yunqi Sect is ready too."

"Then the two can send their disciples to the court. According to the previous rules, they will win two games in three games."

Zhou Tianxingchen smiled and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the peak Dou Emperor of Life and Death, who was the ninth level of life and death behind Jiang Feiliu, had already appeared in the field.

"Huh? Is the peak Dou Emperor who has entered the ninth level of life and death?"

"The Mingjing Sect actually has such inner disciples. Could it be foreign aid, right?"

"Looking at the appearance of this young man, I have no impression. It should not be the top 100 people on the dragon list. I guess my age is over 60 years old!"

As we all know, the ranking of Baixiao family will take into account age factors and practice time factors. The younger the age, the higher the cultivation level, the higher the ranking.

Some old Douhuangs who have been in the ninth level of life and death for hundreds of years are not even qualified to be on the dragon list. This person should be this kind of person.

"I don't know who Yunqi Sect will send out."

In a corner of the stand, the sect leader of the Immortal Phoenix Sect thought to himself that beside him, there were two Douzong-level elders, ten Douhuangs of three to nine stars, and dozens of Douwang-level disciples, Qin Yao, Ling Yan, Ling Mu, and Ling Xiao, who were also among the dozen Douwang-level kings.

A hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of Nutao's mouth, he looked at Ning Qi and said, "I will leave the first battle to your disciples, Ning Zhenchuan!"
Chapter completed!