A school ground east of the outer gate.

Several people were walking and chatting there. The leader was a young man of about twenty years old, dressed in black, carrying a black sword on his back, with a resolute face, and a sharp scar on his left cheek.

A faint aura of iron-blooded killing.

"Senior Brother Fu Jian, in this outer sect competition, you will be the champion!"

The young man who spoke seemed to admire the man in black very much, with a smile on his face.

Fu Jian said calmly: "I was born in the far north of the Great Yan Empire. The power there was chaotic and wars were raging. There was never a day of peace. It was also a place of sin. Countless people who committed heinous crimes and had no choice but to live in seclusion.

over there."

Fu Jian's expression became serious and he continued: "Even a child there knows how to survive. Weapons are a must for pedestrians on the street. He first killed someone when he was five years old, and he has continued to kill people since then! So for me,

Speaking of which, it’s not a problem to be ranked first in the outer sect competition, who can stop me?”

"Arrogant! A slave in a barbaric land like you dares to dream of winning the championship of the outer sect competition. You simply don't know how high the sky is!"

Two slender men in white clothes walked up from a distance. They had an extraordinary temperament and an arrogance on their faces that was even better than Fu Jian's just now.

"Feng Ming and Xiang Shaoyun, you two are just fake people."

Fu Jian looked at him coldly and mocked.

Almost all the people behind Fu Jian were shocked. They did not expect that three of the five giants from the outer sect would meet here.

The identities of these two people also have a lot of backgrounds. Feng Ming comes from a cultivating immortal family and is ranked fourth in the outer sect. Xiang Shaoyun is also from a family with extraordinary status and is ranked fifth in the outer sect.

"Haha, do you think you have killed a few people and lived in a chaotic environment at the bottom, so you can be compared with the children of a big family like us? Dozens of people have died in my hands when it comes to killing people!"

Xiang Shaoyun said disdainfully.

"What you call killing is bullying those slaves who dare not resist or cannot resist! Do you have the experience of life and death? Do you have the experience of turning defeat into victory? Do you have the experience of fighting with all your strength?"

Fu Jian's series of rhetorical questions left Xiang Shaoyun and Feng Ming speechless. Xiang Shaoyun retorted: "It's useless to say anything now, he's just a lowly slave! The outer sect has a big score!"

After Feng Ming and Feng Ming left, a young man next to Fu Jian said: "Senior Brother Fu Jian, I support you, they will never be your opponents."

Fu Jian shook his head, "These two clowns are naturally nothing to be afraid of. The key ones are Heng Ming and Luo Yu. These two are the ones I care about the most, but I have at least an 80% chance of winning!"

"By the way, have you found out what happened with Long Jianfei recently?"

Fu Jian asked.

"We tortured a boy named Duolong and learned from him that it was Zhao Xin who fought with Long Jianfei to the death that day."

The one next to him said.

"Xin Zhao!"

Fu Jian was angry and said: "Is it Zhao Xin who killed Han Feng?!"

"It's him!"

A disciple nodded.

"Hmph, very good, this time we will settle old and new grudges together!"

A gloomy smile appeared at the corner of Fu Jian's mouth.

"He fought against Long Jianfei and others alone and killed them all! He may become your formidable enemy, senior brother."

A young man warned carefully.

Originally, Fu Jian thought that Xin Zhao was just a chess piece, and that the people who would actually fight and kill Long Jianfei and the others would be Ming Heng's men. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Xin Zhao! He instantly felt like he was being played.

"Oh, that makes it more interesting!"

There was a hint of bloodthirsty madness in Fu Jian's eyes.

"He's dead!"

When the teenagers nearby saw Fu Jian's expression, anyone familiar with him knew that this was a sign before he went crazy.

In the early morning of a certain day, the sunlight fell like broken golden fragments, bathing people's bodies with warmth. Bells from the bell tower in the center of the small town rang, and the outer disciples came out one by one on the street. The expressions on each person's face.

They are all more solemn than before.

They all walked towards the school field in the center of the small town. Soon the school field was crowded and lively. Almost all the free outer sect disciples came. It was much more lively than previous outer sect competitions because this time a big shot appeared.

A pair of clothes as red as blood, a handsome face, and long black hair falling down, slightly messy.

At this moment, Xin Zhao is in a remote place. He has made quite a breakthrough in the past ten days, and everyone will be surprised when he collapses.

He looked around and didn't see a single friend. Zhao Angxing was not qualified to participate. Only the outer disciples who were superior in nature were eligible.

As for Wang Xiaoer who was still in seclusion, Duolong was beaten violently by unknown persons and was still lying on the bed.

Directly north of the school grounds is an observation building with an elegant and unique shape, thirty feet high, and divided into three floors. The exterior is made of seemingly ordinary bluestone, showing a simple style. There are hundreds of formations engraved inside.

There is a small bell tower.

The people on the first floor are some law enforcement disciples and disciples who spent a lot of contribution points to buy tickets. On the second floor, they are mostly elders. On the third floor, there are only two figures, one is the guru who runs the tavern, and the other is the mysterious man from the Sutra Collection Hall.

Elder Bin.

Soon after.

The bell rang slowly, which contained a certain Taoist charm. Everyone who heard it was refreshed and knew that the game had begun.

There are tens of thousands of outer sect disciples, but there are only 108 people who are truly qualified to participate in the outer sect competition.

You must meet three conditions to participate. First, you need to have a cultivation level above Xiantian. This alone will eliminate 50% of the contestants. Then, you must improve your cultivation level and cannot use illegal drugs. Finally, you need to have a cultivation level of fifty or higher.

Participated in the qualifiers and were eliminated until only fifty-eight people were left.

Therefore, everyone who can participate in this outer sect competition is the most outstanding member.

All the contestants came to the school grounds, everyone looked solemn, and then they had to perform the ceremony of burning incense and worshiping their ancestors.

Rows of elders and law enforcement disciples stood up and came to the front of the disciples. A huge purple and gold incense burner was placed in the open space, and a faint cloud of smoke curled out from it.

When the Chaos Immortal Sect holds some special or important events, they will always sacrifice their ancestors first, burn incense and pray.

The elder standing at the front is an older man with white hair, a long white beard, deep eyes, and a solemn expression on his face. He is wearing a black dress commonly used by abbots and priests.

"The sacrifice begins!"

The resonant voice of the sacrificial elder came, and this voice seemed to penetrate directly through the entire sky, earth, and sky. Suddenly, some strange traces appeared in the sky. In the blink of an eye, they intertwined with the entire sky, and the area where the outer gate was located also appeared.

Amidst the constant shaking, a huge formation was activated!

Every time this formation covering the entire outer door area is maintained for a moment, it consumes endless spiritual stones. How can it be activated under normal circumstances?

In the sky, these natural textures of Dao marks gradually turned into a cold, dark moon and a hot and peaceful sun. The moon's whole body seemed like a huge black hole, swallowing up all the surrounding light, turning everything into darkness, and

The sun is emitting endless rays of light, and every ray of light is peaceful and warm.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise.

A blurry figure suddenly stepped out of the void, and then a stream of chaotic energy surrounded it, as if the ancient world had broken open and arrived. This figure was majestic and boundless, and its body seemed to stretch out the entire sky, transcending this world and breaking through the dust.

And go.

Powerful and mysterious, this is the feeling in every heart.

"This is my founder of the Chaos Immortal Sect, the founder of the Immortal Sect, Chaos Taoist Ancestor!"

The sacrificial elder revealed the identity of this figure.

All the disciples were shaken and shocked.

The sacrificial elder continued without any pause: "All disciples of my Immortal Sect must perform three bows and nine kowtows to pay homage to their ancestor."

After saying this, every elder and disciple looked extremely respectful and knelt down to salute.

This is respect for the ancestors and respect for the master.

In the great world of Tianfang, the number one sin is not committing boundless killings or practicing the devil's ways, but the sin of deceiving one's master and destroying one's ancestors!

It is natural for everyone in the world to regard teachers as father and mother, and the importance of mentoring is very important.

After everyone finished saluting, they began to perform the second sacrifice.

"Incense!"

The voice of the sacrificial elder ** sounded, and a holy white light emerged around his body, becoming more and more sacred.

The only disciples who could offer incense were Zhao Xin and the other 108 disciples participating in the outer sect competition. Under the envious eyes of everyone, Zhao Xin and the others came to the purple incense burner one by one to offer incense respectfully.

Each incense stick is one inch in diameter and nine feet and nine inches long. The material is made of the flesh and blood of various prehistoric creatures, but it reveals a special fragrance. This method of making incense has been passed down from ancient times to the present day.

The sacrificial elder had a solemn expression, his eyes were deep and full of vicissitudes, and he held an old wooden slip in his hand. He began to read aloud: "At the beginning of the ancient times, the way of heaven first appeared. Everything has a destiny. Mortals are like ants, and their destiny is not more than a hundred, just like the world.

It was as if they were floating in the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye. However, the powerful seniors like us were not willing to do this. We went against the will of heaven, peeked at the destiny of heaven, and finally seized the great creation of heaven and earth, and were able to defy heaven and change our destiny! However, it is difficult to violate the destiny of heaven, and it is difficult to cultivate the way.

, the great road is difficult to achieve, it is ultimately irreversible, and it is difficult to remain immortal forever! We, the Taoists, should search high and low, and be determined to die in the morning after hearing the Tao!"

After saying this, the face of the sacrificial elder was still serious, but there were more wrinkles on his face, his eyes were a little red, and his whole body was bathed in a golden light, making him look particularly sacred!

"prayer!"
To be continued...