At the beginning of the game, Qingyun Sovereign, summon the ancestors of the Great Emperor Realm

Qingyunzong.

Outer Square.

A striking list was hung up.

Ten days after the opening of the Guwaimen leaderboard.

There are many factions of outer disciples, competing around the leaderboard.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

They form a small gang in small groups, the largest faction has grown to 100 people.

The disciples of a faction can not only help each other, but also plan cooperation when they go out to do missions in the future.

This is what Zongmen likes to see. Only competition can motivate them.

The premise is not to violate the religious rules.

"Hey, that buddy".

An outer disciple was walking when he was startled by someone who came out suddenly.

"What are you doing!"

"Ahem, let me introduce myself, I am Qinghai, the Sky-Zhapai."

"Junior Brother, you have extraordinary bones and steady steps. Are you interested in joining my Sky-Zhaing Sect?"

"Fried sky pie?"

The disciple was also taken aback.

He had heard of Zhatian pie.

It seems to be the largest sect in the outer sect, and there are many geniuses and masters in the faction.

"My senior brother Qing Yan of the Heaven Exploding School is now ranked third in the ranking of the outer sect."

"My Zhatian faction occupies the [-]th position in the entire ranking list."

"You join now. After two months, when the senior brothers are promoted to the inner sect, you will have the inner sect brother as your backer. How about it?"

"I'll join, brother!"

The disciple didn't expect that the number one faction would take the initiative to invite him to join.

"Very well, I will take you to meet the brothers in the faction later."

Qing Hai patted his junior brother on the shoulder and said happily.

He has already recruited many people in just a few days, all because of his eloquence, the Zhatian faction has grown rapidly in the outer sect!

For a while, he became famous and had the same limelight.

"Hey, Long Aotian Longmen, what are you going to use to fight against my Zhatian faction."

The Longmen he mentioned is led by Long Aotian, who is their biggest competitor.

The second largest faction in the Outer Sect.

Disciples of the two factions compete with each other and compete for positions on the leaderboard.

The third largest faction is the Tianwu Sect formed by Luo Wu, who ranks fifth on the ranking list. The Tianwu Sect is all composed of female disciples from outer sects.

But the Tianwu faction is not very strong, and only occupies ten places on the ranking list, which is completely inferior to the two big factions above.

Outer door, fried sky pie.

Faction disciples gathered in a disciple hall.

"How about Yuanchu, did Brother Qin Han agree to join us?"

"No, Senior Brother Qin Han said that he is not interested in our small fights."

"What about Senior Brother Ning Yan?"

"No, Senior Brother Ning Yan told me not to disturb his cultivation, woohoo..."

"Hi……"

"It seems that if my Zhatian faction wants to continue to grow, it must rely on its own strength."

"That Long Aotian's Longmen has been developing so fast recently, the ranking on the ranking list is almost the same as ours."

"Senior Brother Qingyan, don't worry."

"With me here, Longmen can't surpass my Zhatianpai."

"No! I'm going to retreat for a month now!"

"One hundred sword draws per minute every day! One hundred times! One hundred times!"

"When my sword-drawing technique is a little successful, I will definitely enter the top ten on the list!"

A disciple frantically drew his sword and retracted it to practice.

After seeing the power of the sect, his horizons have also broadened a lot.

The group of disciples they gathered together had a common goal and dream.

That is to work hard to become a great emperor.

So what if the talent is not good?Then reverse the day!

So what if you were born humble?The one who can bend and stretch is the husband!

"Okay, my Zhatian pie is the number one pie!"

"Everyone, let's go down and practice hard. I guess we will have to meet many challenges in the future."

Qing Yan of Zhatian faction stood up and said.

He is now No.1 on the ranking list, No.2 is Qin Han, and No.[-] is Ning Yan.

Ranked fourth is Long Aotian from Longmen. As for challenging Senior Brother Qin Han and Senior Brother Ning Yan, we have to wait until we are sure.

The most important thing now is to stabilize your third position, don't be stolen by Long Aotian.

"Senior Brother Qingyan! Senior Brother Qingyan!"

At this moment, a disciple hurried over.

"Little Fourth Junior Brother, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Come sit down and speak slowly".

"Senior brother, Longmen Long Aotian sent a challenge letter to challenge you, senior brother."

Little Si said as soon as he came in.

Well, just now that he said he wanted to secure his third position, Long Aotian came to challenge him.

"Go, go and have a look."

Outer door, martial arts arena.

At this time, many disciples had gathered beside the martial arts arena.

A disciple didn't know why, so he asked the disciple next to him.

"Brother, what day is it today, why are there so many people gathered here?"

"Could it be that Senior Brother Qin Han and Senior Brother Ning Yan are going to fight again?"

The disciple asked expectantly.

The last battle between these two seniors was just a few days ago, so what a feast for them to watch!

All admire the strength of the two senior brothers.

In the end, it ended with Senior Brother Ning Yan's failure, but Senior Brother Ning Yan put down his words and will challenge again soon.

"No, it's Senior Brother Long Aotian who wants to challenge Senior Brother Qing Yan."

"That's fine too!"

The fourth on the list challenges the third on the list.

Looks like another great fight.

The man immediately became lively like everyone else.

After a while, the people from Longmen and the Zhatian faction rushed over.

"I'm coming!"

"Who do you like, brother."

"It's hard to say, the last time the two seniors competed for the rankings, they were only one move away, and this time it's not necessarily who can win."

Before the fight started, the brothers below all started to discuss, discussing who would win and who would win.

Long Aotian and Qing Yan both stepped onto the ring.

Long Aotian's long hair is shawl, and the hair is windless and automatic, revealing free and easy and domineering.

Qing Yan is an elegant-looking young man, holding a folding fan, exuding a Confucian aura.

"Zhatian pie! Zhatian pie!"

"Senior brother Qingyan must win! Senior brother Qingyan must win!"

The disciples of the Zhatian faction all cheered for their senior brothers.

"Dragon Gate! Dragon Gate!"

"Senior Brother Aotian must win, Senior Brother Aotian must win!"

Not to be outdone, the disciples of the Longmen sect shouted.

Now it's a competition of momentum, no matter whether you can win or not, first of all you can't lose in momentum.

"Long Aotian, it's only been a few days, and you're here to challenge me?"

"Hmph, I, Long Aotian, refuse to accept it, you were lucky enough to win me last time."

"Come again!"

"Okay, up to you".

Long Aotian circulated his spiritual energy to attack and kill him, and his cultivation at the peak of Jindan was revealed.

Qingyan also went forward.

The folding fan in his hand saw every move, and the two fought inseparably.

The aura spread across the audience, and the two peak golden cores collided.

Apart from Qin Han and Ning Yan, their cultivation bases are the highest among the outer sect.

It is only one step away from breaking out of the golden core and stepping into the Nascent Soul.

Fighting, Qing Yan intentionally exposed a flaw, Long Aotian saw the opportunity came, and shot directly.

"Hey, this kid really fell for it."

Qing Yan seized the opportunity to slap out with the folding fan, knocking Long Aotian into the air and fell to the ring.

"Senior Brother Qingyan! Senior Brother Qingyan!"

The members of the Zhatian faction shouted even louder when they saw that their senior brother had won.

Long Aotian, who fell down, opened his eyes and found that Qing Yan was standing in front of him and handing over his hand.

"Get up, Brother Aotian".

"It's not hurt."

"I'm fine, Brother Qingyan, you..."

Long Aotian was pulled up, puzzled.

"Everyone is from the same sect, just click as far as you can."

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