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"This... Listen to the voice, isn't this the old man in the Sutra Pavilion?"

"Shhh, damn it, do you still call me an old man? Would it be an ordinary person who can say that?"

"Ahem!" Lin Wudi coughed, and said, "Nonsense! That's Old Xu! It's time to tell everyone that he is not just a janitor, he is a living fossil of our sect, he is the son of a hundred million years ago. The ancient great sage!"

"what!"

"The ancient great sage?"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar, and countless people were shocked. They had long heard that there was a great sage in the Canglan Realm in the ancient times, who was unparalleled in power. Hold on, a face-to-face will explode into blood mist!

And the person turned out to be the bad old man who guards the gate!

"Hiss! Still looking at the gate...!" Many people were shocked and hurriedly shut up.

At the same time, I also cheered from the bottom of my heart, I didn't expect the sect to be so terrifying, no wonder a mere handyman walked out, and even the forces of the Holy Land greeted him with a smile!

background.

The background is too strong.

The forces in the Canglan Realm are divided.

Small forces, the day after tomorrow to the hole.

Great power, the day after tomorrow to Martial Ancestor.

A huge force, the day after tomorrow to ascend.

Holy land level, the day after tomorrow to Huasheng.

Hidden super power, the day after tomorrow to the great sage.

Extra-large hidden powers, hidden from the world, hidden deep, no one has ever encountered them, such as the holy relics of Nuwa, the tomb of the ancient tomb of the immortal...

Within three breaths, everyone understood what happened to Mr. Xu, and their hearts surged and they cheered for joy, and the scene was filled with thunderous cheers!

Lin Wudi waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, who will be on stage first?"

All of a sudden, there was no sound in the field.

Needle drop is audible.

No one dared to be the first on stage.

Many people looked at the millions of Sword Immortals not far away, as well as many saint-level and quasi-holy-level powerhouses, and they had no intention of competing for a long time. With so many powerhouses, they are not even a speck of dust. , is it better than an egg?

More people looked at Huang Jiulong, my mother, this peerless genius is at the level of a true saint, and he can be the existence of the peak master. How many of them have broken hearts?What's more, go home and find your mother!

"I abstain!"

Suddenly a voice came.

Everyone looked around in unison, only to see that it was an outer disciple whose cultivation level was hovering in the realm of heaven and man.

"Sovereign, don't talk about those sword immortals, I can't even beat the inner disciples, so I abstain!"

The words fall.

Another person from the outer sect stood up, glanced around and said, "I also abstain!"

"I give up too!"

"And I!"

"There are so many sword celestial beings, quasi-sages, and even true saints. Those of us who are outside sects don't care about it. Just get a participation award!"

"That's right, let's watch the play first, and then receive the participation award after watching it!"

The voices continued, and there was a black head, all of them were many outer disciples, who abstained collectively.

In their view, what else is there to fight?The gap is too big.

Above the sky, Mr. Xu didn't speak, as if he had acquiesced.

Lin Wudi didn't say anything, but nodded in acquiescence to their choice.

That's right, the gap is too big, it's useless for them to go on stage, and they may be frightened.

Classification of disciples.

Handyman, acquired or not.

The outer door, the day after tomorrow to the cave.

In the inner sect, the imaginary god went to the Martial Ancestor.

The core, from Sendai to Huasheng.

Personally passed on, also known as the closed disciple, quasi-sage.

"Ahem, since all the outer sects have collectively abstained, I announce that the outer sects don't need to participate in this martial arts tournament, just sit there and learn more." Lin Wudi smiled kindly.

At this time, Xue Huayu finally kowtowed enough on the head and slapped his mouth enough, bowed to Su Changge, and then left in despair.

Su Changge didn't care about him, such a small person is not worth paying attention to.

Many senior officials of Dan Temple let out a long sigh of relief.

"Next, is there anyone from the inner sect willing to take the stage?"

Lin Wudi looked at all the inner disciples.

"Sigh~"

Many inner disciples shivered and their expressions changed suddenly.

Although he has some strength, at the level of Wujun Wuwang Wuhuang Wudi, he is a tyrannical power in the outside world, but it is not enough for the sect. Do you really dare to go up?In case the Sword Immortal level challenged me later, I would be scared to death.

For a while, the arena was completely silent again, no inner disciple was willing to take the stage.

Seeing that no one was going up, Su Changge patted Ye Qingyao's hand, and asked quietly: "Master, why don't I go up?"

Ye Qingyao shook her head, and said softly, "Don't worry, just wait."

In her opinion, the first ones to appear on the stage are all insignificant and small characters, and the later ones appear on the scene, the more powerful and heavyweight they are.

So the apprentice appeared on the stage as soon as he came up. Isn't this a self-deprecation?

But what Su Changge thought was different from her.

Here, Huang Jiulong has been paying attention to the field, his eyes are constantly scanning everyone's faces, guessing which one is the real arrogance.

You can't wear a mask in the martial arts competition, and now you can know who he is.

"No one is on stage, will that true genius go up?"

He muttered to himself.

Although I really hope that the true genius will come on stage to see who he is, but I also want him to come on stage later, otherwise I will reveal myself, but after thinking about it, he probably won't go on stage so early, after all, he is so casual. Wouldn't it be self-defeating to be the first to appear on the stage?

The style is all gone.

He also turned his head to look at those Sword Immortals, Transformation Saints, and Quasi-Saints, and saw that they folded their hands on their chests, looking very cold, and looked at the Martial God Altar with indifferent eyes, with no intention of going up. It's too cheap.

Unexpected.

Huang Jiulong's ring overflowed with a quasi-sacred aura, and Fairy Yunhua also looked across the audience nervously, eager to know who the true genius is, but this true genius should be the finale. When the time came out, it shocked the audience, it was too cheap to be so early, I had to wait for a while, and murmured: "Hurry up, I have been waiting for this day for a long time, I really want to see you."

Seeing that even the inner sects were hesitating and hesitating, Lin Wudi's face gradually darkened, and he asked in a deep voice, "Why, is it possible that the inner sects also have to abstain collectively? You have been practicing for so long in vain?"

There was dead silence in the field.

All the inner sects lowered their heads and accepted the criticism. It's not that they can't go up, but they dare not go up. If there is a sword fairy to challenge on the stage, wouldn't they be scared out of their wits?

Seeing that no one came up, a peak leader suggested: "Why don't you let me sit down with some inner sects and go up to play first?"

The person who spoke was Long Xiaosheng, the master of Zizhu Peak. Seeing the suzerain's complexion darken, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered. Elder Xu said that he wanted to test the results of his cultivation, so it's fine for the outer sect to abstain, and no one from the inner sect even appeared on the stage. When the competition is over, I'm afraid I will be punished.

Therefore, the reason for speaking is very simple, to test the results of my teaching during this period of time for the suzerain and Mr. Xu.

Otherwise, I am afraid that I will be guilty of sitting together.

Lin Wudi's expression improved slightly, and he said, "Call the people sitting under you to come up."

Long Xiaosheng immediately pointed to a disciple and ordered: "Ti Lung, you go up."

"Here!"

Walking out of the crowd was a burly man with a height of [-] meters, like an iron tower, his eyes flashed brightly, and he was very intimidating. Behind his back was a huge sword, nearly one meter wide and three meters long, with a blade like a moon. , cold light radiates.

He climbed up to the Martial God Altar step by step, facing the audience, he said: "Everyone, come up who wants to challenge me!"

At this moment, Huang Jiulong had a flash of inspiration.

He slapped his forehead and said: "Compete first, I'm sorry!"

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Chapter 591 Huang Jiulong laughed angrily, wonderful, really wonderful

"Oh?"

Lin Wudi paused, turned his head to look at him and asked: "Now is the time for the martial arts tournament, and everyone is not allowed to leave unless necessary. Do you have any important matters?"

Huang Jiulong nodded like pounding garlic: "It's very important! Please rest assured, the suzerain, I will be back within a cup of tea time!"

He wants to go back to Tiantai Peak to get the longevity blood, if he swallows it, he will have some confidence in the competition, but now he can't leave the sect anyway, so it should be fine to go to Tiantai Peak to get the longevity blood, right?This is the last hope and must be seized!

Zhongli Yunshang glanced at him, since he can't escape anyway, it doesn't matter what he wants to do, thinking this way, he turned his head and glanced at Su Changge again, and met his eyes.

Su Changge also looked at her, and the two of them communicated with each other. They knew the formation on Huang Jiulong's body well. Su Changge was behind the instigation of this matter, and he had already guarded against Huang Jiulong.

Lin Wudi waved his hand: "Okay, then go back quickly."

"Thank you, Sect Master." Huang Jiulong quickly stood up, left his seat, and flew towards Tiantai Peak.

Du Sihai was taken aback, and murmured in his heart: "It's strange, he is no longer from Tiantai Peak, what are you doing there?"

But he didn't care either.

Soon, Huang Jiulong arrived at the sky above Tiantai Peak, looked down, there was no one around, and there was silence.

He hesitated a little, and flew towards his original residence.

The previous residence was a separate Qionglou, very luxurious, on the only way to the cultivation tower.

Since Naqiong Tower was built on the right side of Tiantai Peak, which is equivalent to the other side of the mountain, and his seat at the Martial God Altar was on the left side, so he couldn't see his residence at the first time when he flew high in the sky.

Huang Jiulong hurriedly flew to the other side of the mountain.

However, when he saw the scene there, he was dumbfounded on the spot.

I saw that the original residence was razed to the ground!

The tall and luxurious Qionglou disappeared!

"My grass!"

His heart sank, his face paled in shock.

"What's the situation!"

Heart terrified.

Confused.

If it wasn't for facial paralysis, his face would be as ugly as eating a fly!

He hurriedly landed on the ground, scratching frantically on the ground, digging three feet to find the immortal blood.

Soon the time for a cup of tea passed, his face was ashamed, his clothes were covered with mud, and he was in a state of distress, but he found nothing, nothing on the ground, nothing underground, nothing, not even a steel pipe. I can't even turn it out.

Needless to say, the longevity blood has been lost.

"My God, what the hell is going on!"

Huang Jiulong's heart bleeds, he can't believe it.

With a plop, he finally couldn't help it, and slumped on the ground, his face pale and his whole body trembling.

This last hope is also shattered...

After a long time, his lips were black and blue, and he said tremblingly: "Master, this... what can I do!"