The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

What is the concept of hundreds of puppets whose cultivation is close to the Nascent Soul stage?

Among this group of people, only Zu Yuan understood it deeply, with fear and resentment in his eyes.

I originally planned to give up on this sect competition and avoid this bad luck, but I didn't expect that the leader would personally order me to participate in this sect competition.

Until now, Zu Yuan has not figured out where he offended Chen Changsheng.

Thinking back on what he had done before, if he had killed anyone, then he had killed too many people.

He has been killing people since he was five years old. Who knows what day he will kill Chen Changsheng's whole family.

What bad luck!

He had been able to hide himself so perfectly that he was even accepted as a direct disciple by the head of the Qingyun Sect.

He actually capsized in the gutter of Chen Changsheng!

Zu Yuan chanted in a low voice, and his body shape began to change. In the next second, he turned into a completely different person.

This is exactly the ever-changing demon statue of his own magical power that he is proud of!

Not only can the body be transformed into the image in the mind, but breath, skills, and even demonic energy can be transformed into real energy!

After the transformation, even a strong person in the Tribulation Stage cannot find me!

It’s just that the realm will degrade by a big level.

The self who was originally in the Nascent Soul stage returned to the Soul Returning Pill stage and returned to the Golden Pill stage.

"If I were still in the Nascent Soul stage, how would I care about these hundreds of puppets?" Zu Yuan thought angrily as he hid in the center of the crowd.

As long as you pretend to be invincible and leave here at any time, you can still be considered as participating in the competition. You can escape this disaster first.

A real man can bend and stretch, and he will definitely come back with revenge tenfold and a hundredfold in the future!

Chen Changsheng, who had his hands in his long sleeves, scanned the entire Mustard Seed space with his soul, but did not find Zu Yuan's figure!

Chen Changsheng naturally knew that this was Zu Yuan's special skill, and it was something Zu Yuan only found out after he tricked countless people.

In his previous life, the famous Demon Realm Saint Emperor Zuyuan was also known as the Variety Demon King!

However, this is not a problem for Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng took out a stack of paper from his arms unhurriedly, looked at the people in the field and said calmly: "Senior brother whose name is read in a moment, please leave here voluntarily, otherwise we will not care whether you live or die?"

Just now, Chen Changsheng had written down all the people who entered the Mustard Seed Space. Even if he didn't know them, he still remembered the characteristics and appearance of the people who entered.

Chen Changsheng decided to use the elimination method to find out the ancestors hidden among everyone!

Chen Changsheng faced 399 people alone, but it was like selecting chickens in a chicken farm.

Those who can come in are either the proud disciples of the inner sect or the mainstays of other sects.

Where have you ever received such an insult?

Immediately, three people's bodies surged with true energy. Some of them were pinching magic spells with their hands, or they were charging towards Chen Changsheng with swords.

But just as he was about to resist, he was pushed to the ground by the puppet from the Nascent Soul stage.

The three of them were brought to Chen Changsheng by the puppets of the Nascent Soul Stage.

"Wang Wu, Li Xi, Zhao Liu..."

Chen Changsheng found the portraits of the three people one by one based on their looks and numbers.

After comparing the characteristics, Chen Changsheng raised his hands and said to San, "Brothers, I'm offended!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the three of them were thrown out of the mustard space by the puppets of the Nascent Soul stage.

Chen Changsheng looked at the remaining 396 people and said calmly: "Okay, the three senior brothers have demonstrated just now, which senior brother should be next?"

Everyone in the stands stared at Chen Changsheng in the Mustard Seed Dimension.

One person can push hundreds of people across the west?

What is the origin of this man?

Why has Qingyun Sect never heard of this person?

Which peak is this horse boy on? So brave?

A small mountain?

That's okay, there are some monsters on the mountain.

Looking at the densely packed puppets in the mustard space, each puppet has a cultivation level that is not inferior to that of the Nascent Soul stage.

Making a Nascent Soul puppet is more difficult than cultivating to the Nascent Soul stage.

Chen Changsheng in front of him actually waved hundreds of them!

Not to mention where those precious materials come from, the production alone requires at least three great monks in the great realm to make it!

Is there a great master of weapon refining hidden behind Chen Changsheng?

The sixth level of pill formation surpasses hundreds of monks of the same level, and even more than half of them are monks in the Nascent Soul stage!

What arrogance!

"Dong Xuzi, is this kid a monster? He can actually control hundreds of puppets in the Nascent Soul stage at the Dan Formation stage? Is his soul that powerful?"

"The Qingyun Sect is worthy of being the Qingyun Sect. It has such a genius!"

"I wonder if that bald little monk from Lingshan Temple can withstand it!"

......

The elders of the Nine Holy Lands in the main hall also looked at Chen Changsheng with admiration. Even the elders of the Nine Holy Lands had never heard of a genius like Chen Changsheng.

Dong Xuzi, on the other hand, had an inscrutable look on his face and was doing Tai Chi with the flattering elders of the Western Zhou Dynasty. He was also murmuring in his heart, whether this small mountain peak has good feng shui. Let the people from Tianyan Peak go and see it another day!

Everyone in Xiaoshan Mountain was also dumbfounded when they saw Chen Changsheng like this.

"Well, Third Senior Brother is so cool!" Hu Tu said blankly looking at the mustard space in the sky.

After all, in my impression, the third senior brother frowned and retreated slightly behind the crowd. This was the first time I had seen the third senior brother look so cool today.

Ouyang was also shocked. He didn't expect that the most arrogant and sinister Lao San could be so smooth in disguise. He couldn't help but said to Bai Feiyu: "Xiao Bai, what's the use of standing on the tree every day? Look at Lao San." There’s no trace of this pretense!”

Bai Feiyu rolled his eyes, but he was also secretly surprised in his heart. If he encountered Chen Changsheng without any precautions, he might also die on the spot.

Xiao Feng, who was standing on the attic, took out his notebook and frantically took notes. He realized that the third senior brother who only thought he was a master of painting would actually pretend like that. He had to read carefully and study hard.

Leng Qingsong was holding his sword, as if everything in the Western Zhou Dynasty had nothing to do with him.

In the Mustard Seed Space, the more than 390 contestants suddenly felt a lot of pressure. They knew very well that this time they might become a stepping stone for the success of the young man wearing a purple robe opposite!

1 versus 399, even if it fails, it’s enough to brag about for a lifetime!

But it’s not like there’s no chance!

With more than 300 people attacking at the same time, can he still be able to withstand it?

Everyone looked at each other, reached an agreement instantly, and rushed towards Chen Changsheng at the same time.

What they didn't expect was that the hundreds of Nascent Soul stage puppets would automatically form a formation.

Everyone was unprepared and plunged headlong into the murderous formation.

This formation was extremely strange. Hundreds of puppets only struggled with me but did not fight to the end. Whenever I wanted to go all out, the puppets would quietly retreat.

It hurts like a punch to the dough.

When everyone was trapped in the killing array and unable to escape, Chen Changsheng's voice sounded like a reminder:

"Sun Qi, Liu Ba, Qian Shi... No, no..."

With the sound of paper turning, someone screamed and flew out from time to time.

Every time Chen Changsheng called his name, it meant that someone was eliminated.

These talented people are like piglets in a pig pen, waiting to be chosen.