The cannon fodder doesn't want to accept his fate [Quick Transmigration]

The competition lasted for two days, and on the third day, only the top ten of each group remained on the stage. From these forty disciples who were determined to go to the secret realm, the final ranking had to be decided.

The ones left until now are all the best of the younger generation in the sect, and their minimum cultivation has reached the middle stage of foundation establishment.In the last few rounds, there are fewer and fewer people on the stage, and the opponents are getting stronger and stronger.

Xing Ran's opponent in this round is a disciple of the peak of foundation establishment with dual spiritual roots of fire and earth.

Fire attacking, earth defending, and the attributes are just incompatible with Xing Ran. As soon as the referee started calling, Nan Xuan on the stage paid close attention to the situation off the stage.

From the previous competition, he could see that Yin Shuize's strength had indeed regressed to the late stage of foundation establishment, and he mostly used swords to defend, as if he was afraid of exposing his spiritual root attributes, and never used magic to attack.

Sure enough, Yin Shuize struggled to meet a disciple who was at a level similar to his.

After a few rounds, the disciple of Shuanglinggen lost his patience and smashed a huge fireball directly at Xing Ran. Xing Ran wanted to move to the right to avoid this skill, but was blocked by a stone suddenly popping up under his feet way to go.Immediately afterwards, a person-high stone wall appeared behind and on the left and right sides, trapping him in it and waiting for the fireball to descend.

At the critical moment, Xing Ran jumped up, and the fireball hit the stone wall, causing the stone to shatter.The disciple saw that Xing Ran hid, and made another decision. Suddenly, more fireballs hit him. Xing Ran kept jumping and dodging. gas.

It is inconvenient for Xing Ran to use attribute spiritual power, and he also forcibly suppressed his realm to the late stage of foundation establishment. Facing an opponent who is similar to his realm and restrained his spiritual power attribute, it is really difficult to win with swordsmanship alone.

After dozens of rounds, Xing Ran's physical strength was exhausted, and the opponent's aura was also somewhat exhausted. It would be bad for him to continue to procrastinate, so the opponent was preparing for a quick battle. He read a series of spells and spent the last of his spiritual power to prepare to send them directly to Xing Ran The strongest blow.

For a moment, the Wutai was filled with flames, and a strong pillar of fire with tracking and positioning shot straight at Xing Ran, Nan Xuan frowned slightly.

Everyone watching the game thought that he would dodge around like before, but Xing Ran just stood there motionless.

Did he give up resistance?

Just as the elders on the side were about to save Xing Ran at a critical moment, Xing Ran moved.

I saw the blue-clothed man fluttering in the flames on the stage raised his bare hand, the fire dragon that was just about to slap its teeth and claws to devour everything, turned into a puddle of water vapor with lightning speed. The situation slowed down, and in the next second, a sharp sword with a cold light reached the neck of the disciple of Shuanglinggen.

The disciple who was pressed against by the sword was still immersed in the huge shock and couldn't recover for a long time. He didn't understand why the person who was fled around by his fireball just now seemed to be a different person at this moment?

Calm, decisive, and powerful.

At that moment, everything was silent, only the cold and clean voice said: "Junior Brother, I have accepted."

"See clearly?"

"See it clearly, the rumors are correct, it is indeed the water spirit root!"

"Great, go back and tell the suzerain, with this top-grade furnace, why can't the suzerain break through the bottleneck!"

A new round of competition was going on, but a person quietly left in a corner of the audience stand.

In the end, Xie Xiao won No.1 without any suspense, Xing Ran didn't want to reveal too much strength, and finally won No.5, and Bai Qing, relying on the wood-type magic with amazing resilience and the magic weapon Nanxuan gave him , also entered the top ten.

Three days later, the gate of the secret realm will be opened. At that time, forty disciples of the Lingshan Sect and dozens of disciples from other sects will enter the secret realm together.

Before entering the secret realm, Yan Zhong called Xing Ran and Xie Xiao to the front of the hall.

He handed Xing Ran a spell.

"There are many dangers in the secret realm. If you are in danger and destroy this spell, no matter where it is, I will rush there."

Xing Ran smiled and continued: "Thank you, Master."

The flow of time in the secret realm is different from that of the outside world. It takes only one day for the outside world to spend ten days there, and the entrance to the secret realm will be closed after one day. In other words, there are only ten days left for them to explore in the secret realm.

When entering the secret realm for the first time, everyone from the Lingshan faction was together, but the secret realm was so large that it was inconvenient for them to move together, so someone proposed to divide into teams of four or five people and act separately.

Soon everyone formed a team spontaneously, Bai Qing also found a small team, and the only direct disciple of Qingxuan Peak who usually doesn't have much contact with the disciples of other peaks, the cold Xing Ran and his bad temper Xie Xiao, no one took the initiative to join them.

"Brother, let's be together, why bother with those trash?"

As soon as Xie Xiao finished speaking impatiently, he saw a man pulling another man over.

"Senior Brother Yin, Senior Brother Xie, can we go with you?"

Seeing the person coming, Xing Ran raised his eyebrows: "Jin Gaoyun? You want to be in the same group as us?"

"Yeah Senior Brother Yin." Jin Gaoyun smiled into a chrysanthemum with a handsome face, "Let us follow you, and my junior brother and I can walk ahead to find the way for you!"

"Senior brother, do you know him?" Xie Xiao looked Jin Gaoyun up and down, and then looked at the reluctance of his junior brother, who was obviously pulled by him, he always felt that this smiling man was not innocent.

Xing Ran nodded, and the corners of his lips curled up: "There was a fate."

"If you want to follow us, then come with us."

Saying that, Xing Ran and Xie Xiao walked towards the deep forest ahead, Jin Gaoyun strode to catch up, but was held back by the people around him.

"Brother, why don't we go with other brothers? These two brothers seem to be very difficult to get along with..."

"Oh, you don't know." Jin Gaoyun recalled the coercion released by Xing Ran that day, and mysteriously said to his junior brother, "Didn't the master also say that? There are many unknown dangers hidden in this secret realm. Guaranteed, among so many of us, they are the two most powerful, so follow them!"

The man was still worried: "But, what if all the good things go into their pockets? We can't beat them."

Jin Gaoyun touched the storage pouch pinned to his waist, lying there was the spirit boat that was returned after Liu Yiyi learned how to fly with a sword, he said with a smile: "No, brother Yin is very nice, good boy , listen to senior brother, we can rest assured to follow them!"

The man scratched his head: "Okay..."

Seeing that his junior brother was finally convinced by himself, Jin Gaoyun shouted loudly towards Xing Ran's back: "Senior Brother Yin, wait for us!"

……

As expected, there are treasures everywhere in the secret realm. After a short walk in the forest, a few people found a rare medicinal herb in a low bush. It was stipulated that whoever found it first would belong to it, so this herb belonged to Jin Gaoyun.

Jin Gaoyun put the medicinal herbs into the storage bag and smiled happily: "Senior brother is really lucky, our trip will definitely be full of harvest!"

Xing Ran laughed at the rainbow fart he blew, he is not the one who is blessed with good luck, if he is in the same team as Bai Qing, he will know the real lucky person, but he can pick up the treasure by walking just three steps of.

A few people walked eastward along the deep forest, picked a lot of rare spiritual plants along the way, and ate a lot of spiritual fruits, and their realms were improved in a big or small way. On the third day, when they walked out of the deep forest, they first caught the eye It was actually a dilapidated building.

A few people were going to go in to see if there were any treasures. The stone gate was dilapidated, and they were frightened by the human skeleton at the gate just after pushing the door open with great effort.

"One, two, three... so many!" Jin Gaoyun looked timidly at the countless bones in the room.

Those white bones were either lying on the ground, or the skull was separated from the body, or the limbs were separated from the backbone, or several were stacked together. It is not difficult to imagine what kind of fierce battles took place in this room before they were alive, and what kind of blood Flow into a river.

A gust of wind blew through the broken window, and the timid Jin Gaoyun trembled: "Senior brother Yin, this place feels so eerie... Could there be ghosts, or we should go out..."

Turning his head, he found that Xing Ran was staring at the bone on the chair in the room.

Xie Xiao didn't pay attention to Jin Gaoyun's words at all, he pulled the bones with his long sword, "There should be something good on these bones, you can look for them."

Hearing what he said, another disciple of Julang Peak joined him and searched around. Jin Gaoyun looked left and right, but he really didn't want to make a move.

Who would have thought that his potential disciple of Julang Peak's younger generation would be afraid of ghosts? !

Xing Ran crossed the white bones under his feet, and walked to the corpse he had been staring at just now. The bones held a black tile tightly in his hands. Even if the flesh fell off and turned into a skeleton, he never let go.

"5117, is this it?"

"Yes host, take it away!"

Xing Ran bent down slightly, trying to pull the tile out of the bone's hand, but he couldn't break free no matter what.

Xing Ran had no choice but to stop, took a step back, bent down and saluted the corpse.

"Senior, junior hereby swear that I will fulfill your lifelong wish."

"Pa" the tile was very spiritual, it fell from the bones of his hand to the ground in an instant, Xing Ran bent down to pick it up, put it into the storage bag with a layer of restraint, and saluted the bone again.

"Thank you senior."

Stepping out of that room, Xing Ran sighed inwardly.

Fighting, snatching, grinning, destroying, as soon as he stepped into that room, 5117 let him see the battle a hundred years ago.

The owner of the skeleton who was holding onto the tiles and refused to let go just now is the author of the secret technique that Xing Ran reproduced on the fourth floor of Zangshuge.

After he researched the spell to change the fate of the Shuilingen furnace, he took it as his own responsibility to rescue the imprisoned Shuilinggen monks, and rescued one poor person after another from the Demon Sect and even some monks who claimed to be decent. However, he was chased and killed by them because of destroying the interests of those people. Just when the door of the secret realm opened, he fled and hid.

However, some people still chased them in, so he fought desperately with those people in this room.

Blood stained every corner of the house, and after three days and three nights, he killed all those people, and he fell here forever.

He held on tightly to the tiles that he didn't want to let go, which was the last technique of the secret technique and his life's painstaking efforts.During the thousands of years in the secret realm, his soul has been attached to that tile, unwilling to leave, just waiting for someone, someone who can inherit his long-cherished wish.

Now he has finally waited.