Everyone looked at Lin Fan's sect quietly, not daring to speak.
Lost, lost.
Lin Fan's sect is too powerful, no one can win!
Those two Pegasus monsters are much stronger than the human race, and these two white-haired elders are extremely terrifying characters.
Don't say that they let the disciples go up, even if the suzerain goes up, they will be beaten to death!
This competition hasn't fully started yet, it's just warming up, and it's over like this.
After Lin Fan's disciples spoke, no one dared to challenge.
"Qing Lanzong wins!"
When the referee read out, he was a little depressed.
He even asked again specifically: "You are not the strong ones in Dongtiandu who come to play with us!"
Because Lin Fan's sect is too powerful, it is not like ordinary sects can be cultivated.
They even felt that it would be very difficult for a cave to cultivate such a powerful force.
Because these few monks in the Lin Fan sect are not only powerful, but mainly because they are too young!
They felt that such a genius could only come out of the Holy Land.
Because the aura in the Holy Land has been completely solidified, geniuses have grown up in that environment since they were young. Even a mediocre talent will become a terrifying super genius after a long time.
"No, there's so much nonsense, hurry up and read it!"
Lin Fan's disciple was a little impatient.
Then, according to the normal procedure, they took the first place, and the next step was to wait.
wait for what?
Naturally, it is waiting for those great powers to come.
Now that they have a quota, they just wait for those great powers to come over, take out the dragon vein below, and place it in their sect.
This wait is two months.
Because if the normal procedure is followed, this competition will take at least two or three months. After all, there are too many participating sects, thousands of them!
With so many sects coming over, it will take a few months at least, so if you come here now, it's still too early.
Who would have thought that they came a little late.
Unexpectedly, the winner has already been decided!
A total of three great powers came, and they were a little puzzled when they saw that no one was fighting.
"You don't want to fight anymore? There is a quota of 30,000 years, don't you want it?"
They are very curious, why these sects are so peaceful this time, sitting together eating and drinking, they don't even have the slightest intention to compete for the place of blessing.
Weird thing.
It's really weird!
However, the results obtained by the three people made them a little puzzled.
"The winner has already been decided."
"So fast?"
The three masters were all dumbfounded.
According to their thinking, at least tens of thousands of battles are required. How could it be possible to decide the winner so quickly?
"Whose is the final quota? From the Longevity Sect?"
The Longevity Sect is a very powerful sect, not bad at all compared to those blessed lands, and their suzerain is the monk on the seventh floor of the transformation stage.
"It may also belong to the Meteor Sect."
There is a great power to speak.
Although the suzerain of the Meteor Sect is not very powerful, they are only the third level of the Transformation Stage, but their disciples are powerful, so this master thinks that the Meteor Sect has a great possibility of winning the championship.
However, everyone shook their heads.
"No? Could it be Yun Mozong?"
The disciples of this sect are very wise and have a chance to win.
"No, it's not." Everyone said with a smile: "You should stop guessing, you will definitely not be able to guess."
This made Da Neng a little depressed.
neither?
Who is that?
"It's the Qinglan sect." Another great power slowly approached in the distance.
This is Da Neng who stayed in Lin Fan's sect for several months last time.
His cultivation base is strong, and among the mighty, he is also very prestigious.
"Qinglanzong? We have never heard of this sect, how could it be a sect that has never been heard of?" The other three great experts laughed and said.
"That's right, this small sect is unknown, and this kind of large-scale competitionnbsp; "The first one seems to be a young man named Yin, who is ninety-eight years old this year and is already at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage. He hopes to become a cultivator in the Transformation Stage before he turns one hundred."
"This is a monk in Qinglan Holy Land, the first genius of our Beiyu in 30,000 years! The talent who will hit the emperor's realm in the future!"
They discussed and felt extremely horrified.
Even if it was the first genius, compared with Lin Fan's disciples, he was still far behind.
"You disciples, I'm afraid you didn't use pills to pile them up?" they asked.
Lin Fan nodded casually, and said, "Naturally, it's made of pills."
If there is not enough medicine, how could it be possible to practice so fast?
"No wonder, it turns out that the pills are piled up." Several great experts laughed and said, "This can only be said to be your skill, you can refine so many terrifying pills, so that they can quickly progress."
"But the monks piled up in this way don't have a solid foundation."
This is the disadvantage of the accumulation of pills.
"You guys, let's see, how is your foundation?" they said.
Several disciples were very well-behaved, showing their cultivation completely.
"The tenth floor of the Golden Core stage?"
All the great powers are a little confused.
Logically speaking, if the pill is used, the foundation will become unstable.
However, these boys are obviously tenth-level monks of the Golden Core stage!
This proves that the foundation is very stable!
"No, why do I feel that your realm is a little bit wrong."
After a few great experts carefully sensed it, their expressions have changed.
Because they feel that the realm of the little guys is a bit strange, it seems to be stronger than the tenth floor, and there has been a qualitative change!
"Can we take a look at your golden elixir?"
They want to see if the golden cores of these little guys have really changed! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com