At this moment, all the disciples who reached the out-of-body stage in Zhongzhou came to Tianlang Mountain to gather.

Of course, there are some monks who come to watch it purely for the sake of seeing the world.

The entire Tianlang Mountain is crowded with people, millions.

The person responsible for opening this secret realm is a white-haired old man.

This is an existence whose strength exceeds the Tribulation Period, and it is the most frequently appeared in Zhongzhou, the Immortal of the Haoyue.

Sanxian, on the Lingyue Continent, is definitely a worship of everyone.

There was Haoyue Shangxian in charge, and there were millions of monks, and no one was irregular, all of them stood on Langtou Mountain.

Among these million cultivators, the one standing in front is the disciple of Liuli Sect, the disciple of Tiandao Sect, and the disciple of Feng Yage.

The second is the other major sects.

Zhang Yifeng and others belong to the self-built team, so they all stood at the end, but they could also hear the words of the Haoyue Immortal.

At this time, the fairy on the stage slowly rose to mid-air with dazzling brilliance on her body.

Millions of disciples were amazed at this scene.

"It's so incredible. Is this an existence outside the Tribulation Period? It can surpass sentient beings without the help of any magic weapon. And is the aura he owns on his body the power of the domain?"

"I didn't expect to see the immortal Haoyue. I have no regrets in my life. If I fail this selection competition, I will have no regrets."

Zhang Yifeng looked at the Haoyue Shangxian in the air, and a disordered memory appeared in his mind.

This old man Zhang Yifeng seemed to know him before, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him, but Zhang Yifeng had indeed seen him with this old man.

That was all the matter in the previous life. At that time, the Immortal Haoyue probably hadn't passed the tribulation yet.

Linghu Nanruo looked at Zhang Yifeng staring at the fairy of Haoyue in the air. She shook her head and patted Zhang Yifeng on the shoulder.

"Stop looking, although this Haoyue Immortal looks kind, but with today's status and prestige, I don't know how many people have died."

"I never thought that this Haoyue Immortal is a senior I should admire. With your qualifications, one day you will be above everyone else and even surpass Haoyue Immortal."

Linghu Nanruo thought that Zhang Yifeng was looking down because he admired the fairy of the bright moon at this time.

After all, Zhang Yifeng has an iron face, and no one can see through the iron face. What kind of expression does he look like?

Zhang Yifeng looked at Linghu Nanruo in surprise. It seemed that Linghu Nanruo knew a lot of things. Zhang Yifeng decided to let Linghu Nanruo tell them all after the selection competition was over.

"quiet!"

At this moment, a majestic and majestic voice sounded in the air, and everyone stopped talking.

"Today is a day worth celebrating in our entire Zhongzhou. All the monks in Zhongzhou gathered together. This is probably only this time in the past century. I am honored to be the referee of this competition. This competition is fair and just."

"The Lingyue Continent has always regarded strength as the most respected person, so we naturally judge our strength in our selection."

"Everyone knows that there are many treasures in the Lingshan Secret Realm. If you can get the first place to enter the Lingshan Secret Realm, you will definitely shine and make more tributes for Zhongzhou in the future."

The immortal Haoyue, like a leader, expressed his views on this competition, and then got to the point and began to talk about the rules of this competition.

"The competition is divided into three stages, namely the team knockout match, the team resurrection match, and the individual match."

"During the competition, both players have the right to admit defeat. If they do not admit defeat, they will be killed or injured."

"The first stage is the team knockout round. In this competition, there are 3,868 teams registered, with ten people in each team. There are a total of 500 arenas, and the team competition below officially begins."

After saying this, Haoyue Shangxian closed his eyes, he recited a strange spell, and then waved his hand, and a wooden sign appeared in the hands of each registered captain.

The number Linghu Nanruo got was 2242.

Then Haoyue's immortal hand waved again, and everyone was assigned to the arena where they should appear.

Such a terrifying method is worthy of being a scattered immortal!

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng, Linghu Nanruo and others from the Tianxia Business Alliance were teleported to the 248 arena.

About 400 people gathered here.

At this moment, Haoyue Shangxian was standing in the center of the arena.

Is this the strength of reaching the realm of scattered immortals?

Not only can you teleport a large number of people to another location at will, but you can also create phantom clones with your own will.

Zhang Yifeng clearly felt that the strength of the Haoyue Immortal in front of him was several levels weaker than what he had seen before, and should be around the seventh level of the Tribulation Period.

"Okay, now the team that read the serial number will go on stage to compete."

The voice of the immortal Haoyue came again and began to recite the team's serial number.

Around the field, there are some Mahayana masters who are in charge. These are masters who are specifically designed to prevent both sides from making fraud, and secondly, they also exist for the purpose of scoring.

After only a few breaths, the two teams arrived at the center of the field.

Zhang Yifeng and Linghu Nanruo both stared at the situation on the field, because it was not their turn now, and it was a good time to observe their opponents.

There are many masters in Zhongzhou. Now almost all young leaders gather here, and you must have enough confidence to defeat the other party.

At the beginning, the two teams that played were disciples of Tiandao Sect on one side, and the other was built on their own team.

The disciples of Tiandao Sect are all very orderly, and their aura is so arrogant!

On the other hand, except for the man holding a folding fan at the center, the others looked no danger and looked very ordinary.

"The competition begins."

With the order of the immortal Haoyue, a protective barrier was set up in the entire arena.

But you can still hear the sound inside clearly.

"Several fellow Taoists, it is not easy to practice. I hope you will automatically abstain from the right. The Tiandao Sect is not as easy as you imagined to deal with." The disciple led by the Tiandao Sect spoke lightly.

"Isn't it just a fight? I haven't been afraid of anyone yet."

When the leading disciple heard this, he shook his head lightly. Then he closed his eyes, and the other four people also closed their eyes at the same time.

The next moment, five colors of gas and light began to emit from the five people.

"Blur, look at me, I'll ruin you."

In the opposite team, a thin man yelled, circulated his spiritual power, and rushed forward with a scimitar.

But as soon as he arrived in front of the disciple of the Tiandao Sect, the disciple could no longer move. He suddenly hung in the air, and the spiritual energy on his body was losing a lot.

Seeing this, the others stepped forward one after another, but the result was the same. Only the man holding the folding fan stood still.

"I didn't expect that the Heavenly Dao Sect actually had such a secret skill. This is a secret skill that many people practice together. This power is not as simple as one plus one."

Linghu Nanruo's voice came, and it could be seen that this young leader was indeed knowledgeable.

On the side, Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly: "How about I bet with you, the Tiandao Sect will definitely lose this competition."
Chapter completed!