Honghuang: I am the patriarch of Qilin, I chose to retire at the beginning

"Don't come to the Eastern Realm, I thank you on behalf of all the prehistoric monks!" Qi Lin said quickly.

"Uh, okay, we're going to live in seclusion in the southern border." The two smiled helplessly.

"By the way, we will preach to the southern border in a few days, you two need to take care of it!" Qi Lin said.

"That's the way it should be!" Immortal Yangmei and Patriarch Shichen said with smiles on their faces.

Soon the third round of competition officially started, and there were only [-] contestants in the entire Bahuang Square.

Zhu Yin walked towards the ring with a blank face.

This time, Zhu Yin's opponent is a Daoist with the eighth level of Dao.

"I admit defeat!" The Daoist with the eighth level of the Daoist looked at Zhu Yin with fear.

Zhu Yin laughed loudly, looked around the crowd with complacency, and immediately walked off the ring with her head held high.

"I wish Yin the victory! The next group!"

Qi Lin slowly flew towards the ring, but after waiting on the stage for a long time, no one came up to fight.

God Yilan frowned and said: "If you haven't come up yet, I will announce Qi Lin's victory!"

"Shh!"

At this moment, a Daoist with the second level of the Great Dao reluctantly stepped onto the ring.

Seeing this, Zhu Yin and Lin Dong in the audience were already in a state of berserk.

In the first round, he met the opponent of the first level of the great road, in the second round he met the opponent of the third level of the great way, and now he unexpectedly met the opponent of the second level of the great way.

This is not a matter of good luck. Zhu Yin and Lin Dong seriously doubt whether the Yilan God is operating in secret.

The Dao Zun who had just conceded defeat also entered the third round by luck.

The only player in the early days of Dao was met by Qi Lin just like that!

Seeing Qi Lin walking down from the stage with a face full of ease, the two said in displeasure:

"You got shit luck, I don't believe your luck will be so good in the next game!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Dong walked towards the arena, and then a cultivator at the peak of Dao flew up.

At this moment, Lin Dong could finally understand Zhu Yin's mood just now.

"Guo Fengyun, fellow daoist, please enlighten me!" After saying that, a sword light with endless killing power quickly struck towards Lin Dong.

Lin Dong gently raised his finger, and a transparent shield appeared in front of him.

"boom!"

The terrifying knife shadow slashed the transparent shield, emitting a strong flame.

Both of them backed away slightly, the probing was over.

"Crazy Saber!" A huge knife shadow suddenly struck forward with supreme destructive power.

A stone talisman floated above Lin Dong's head, and a spirit shield appeared in front of him.

"boom!"

A huge flame burst out around it.

Before Guo Fengyun could stand still, Lin Dong condensed a huge fist with both hands, covering the front with the might of suppressing the world.

"boom!"

A sound resounded through the heaven and earth, and Guo Fengyun was shrouded in a burst of flames.

Before the flames dissipated, a terrifying sword shadow that seemed to tear the entire sky in half suddenly hit Lin Dong.

A flash of madness flashed in Lin Dong's eyes, the stone talisman released a burst of dazzling light, and a thick barrier appeared in front of him.

"boom!"

The knife shadow hit the barrier barrier and made a violent roar, and the terrifying aftermath rippled in the air.

Immediately, Yilan master shot the aftermath in the air to prevent the ring from being smashed into pieces.

Although the momentum was huge, Guo Fengyun's attack did not harm Lin Dong at all.

"It's my turn to attack!" After saying that, Lin Dong soared into the air, his hands condensed with complex seals, and a black shadow shrouded behind him.

In an instant, a horrifying evil god looked at the tiny Guo Fengyun in front of him like the ruler of the world.

Guo Fengyun's face was serious, his hands were condensed with magic formulas, and a small golden pagoda above his head was condensed.

"Hand of the evil god!"

A terrifying evil god's magic phase suddenly hit the small golden tower with the might of destroying all things.

"boom!"

A terrifying flame flickered across the sky, and the entire arena collapsed instantly.

The huge flame caused a piece of space debris to fly around.

Just as everyone was staring at the battle in the fire with astonishment, a voice came from the dust.

"Ahem, I admit defeat!"

"Lin Dong wins." Yilan God breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that he found the right person!

At this time, everyone in the audience turned their attention to Lin Dong and Zhu Yin.

"These two look familiar, they don't look like monks from the southern realm!"

"They are all monks from the northern border, but they don't belong to the same force!" A monk from the northern border explained.

The test continues.

Next, when Zhu Yin came to the stage, he met a monk with the sixth level of Taoism. In the end, Zhu Yin easily solved his opponent.

Immortal Yangmei and Patriarch Shi Chen also advanced smoothly.

After the three rounds of competition were over, there were only a hundred Taoist priests in the entire square.

These one hundred Taoist priests are basically in the middle stage of the Dao, and all the monks in the early stage of the Dao have been eliminated.

"The fourth round of competition begins, everyone starts drawing numbers!"

Soon everyone began to orderly draw numbers to go on stage.

Qi Lin ranked last.

Immortal Raising Eyebrows and Patriarch Shi Chen were drawn to the top rankings.

A moment later, the Great Immortal with raised eyebrows appeared on the stage.

But this time his opponent was a monk at the sixth level of the avenue.

The opponent at the sixth level of the avenue looked at the mysterious raised eyebrows, his face darkened, and he directly announced that he would admit defeat.

"Raise your eyebrows to win."

Then the ancestor of time stepped onto the ring.

His opponent was a monk at the seventh level of the Dao. After a moment of uncertainty, he said with a blank expression: "I admit defeat!"

"Patriarch Shi Chen wins!"

Seeing that the two won without fighting, a gleam of light flashed across the faces of the Daoist priests around them.

Soon it was Zhu Yin's turn to appear.

And his opponent is a monk with the seventh level of Dao.

Zhu Yin stood there with a haughty face and didn't make a move, as if waiting for the opponent to take the initiative to admit defeat.

But a thought flashed in the mind of this monk with the seventh level of the Dao.

"Seek for wealth and danger!"

"boom!"

A terrifying sword light struck Zhu Yin quickly and fiercely.

Zhu Yin's face changed slightly, not because of how powerful the attack was, but because he couldn't figure out why he dared to attack himself.

In front of the seventh level of the great way, when they met the ninth level of the great way, they all conceded defeat. Why did you, the seventh level of the great way, meet me, the peak of the great way, and someone who had defeated the peak of the great way?

The more she thought about it, the more angry Zhu Yin launched the magic eye attack, and a terrifying beam of light fell from the sky.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang that resounded throughout the universe, and the huge flames reduced the surroundings to ruins, and the monk with the seventh level of the avenue flew out of the ring directly.

"I wish Yin the victory! The next game." After finishing speaking, the Great God of Yilan cast a green light and enveloped the cultivator.

If the person in front of him is not treated in time, his life will be in danger, which shows that Zhu Yin's attack is vicious.

Chapter 341 Luck Against Heaven

With Zhu Yin as a lesson learned from the past, when Lin Dong appeared on the stage, his opponent was a Daoist with eight levels of greatness.

The Daoist directly conceded defeat and left the ring without looking back.

It was obvious that the Daoist was extremely sober, knowing that he was not his opponent, he directly conceded defeat, so as not to leave the field with serious injuries.

"Fellow Daoist Qi Lin, wait until you meet an opponent at the peak of the Daoist Master. Don't try to be brave. It's not ashamed to admit defeat, so as not to lose your life!" Lin Dong reminded with good intentions.

"That's right, it's not ashamed to bow to the peak of Dao Yae. It's important to save your life!" Zhu Yin said in a strange way.

Qi Lin nodded with a smile on his face and said, "I thank you all!"

"You...huh, you will speak quickly, and you will know it later!" Zhu Yin snorted coldly, and said angrily!

Qi Lin was also baffled, but at the same time turned his attention to the Great God Yilan.

These two people are so targeting themselves, apart from looking down on their own cultivation, there must be a conflict of interest.

I don't know them, so the only thing that can explain it is what promise the God of Yilan made to the two of them.

But things have come to this point, the system task has been accepted, and they can't paddle, they can only complete it.

After a long competition, it was finally Qi Lin's turn to appear on the stage.

And Qi Lin's opponent this time is a monk with an eighth level of avenue.

"Hahaha, I think your good luck has finally run out, let the result speak for itself." Zhu Yin laughed wildly.

"Let's see how you play tricks this time!" Lin Dong said with a smile on his face.

Not only did the two of them have such a mentality, but everyone else in the audience looked like they were watching a joke.

Everyone was exhausted, and some people were eliminated. In contrast, Qi Lin was too relaxed, and everyone would definitely not be balanced.

"Meng Hengkong, please enlighten me!" After saying that, Meng Hengkong drew a terrifying sword glow from the flying sword in his hand and quickly aimed at Qi Lin.

At this moment, a huge seal was shining with golden light, carrying the brilliant power to suppress the heavens and the universe, and struck towards Meng Hengkong.

Meng Hengkong gave up the attack and immediately activated the Lingbao body protection.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise like thunder, and huge flames flickered across the entire sky.

Before everyone could return, Qi Lin waved his sleeves and walked off the ring.

Everyone stared at the blazing arena for a moment, whether they lost or won.

"Qi Lin wins!" Afterwards, the God of Yilan pushed Meng Hengkong out of the ring.

That's right, Meng Hengkong was crushed by the giant seal and fell three feet inside the ring.

At this time, everyone in the audience did not dare to underestimate Qi Lin. To be able to defeat opponents of the same level in one blow, this strength is at least the peak of Dao Zun.

Soon a group of people gathered around and took the initiative to make friends with Qi Lin.

Qi Lin also coped with it with a smile on his face.

Don't think that the reality of this group of Taoist priests is that they were still laughing at Qi Lin just now, and now they are taking the initiative to make friends with others.

Which one of this group of Taoist priests is not an old man? In their eyes, there are only useful and useless points. As long as Qi Lin is strong, he is useful and worth making friends with.

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of Zhu Yin and Lin Dong beside them, they did not expect Qi Lin to be so powerful.