Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

At this time, in front of the gate of the Lord's Mansion of the Hongmeng Realm, a ring with a height of one zhang was built.

A prosperous selection event is in full swing. Under the arena, there is a long queue in front of a table. The people who come to sign up are the talents recommended by the world masters of various small worlds. The number of places in the world of saints.

It is said that people who go there, under the influence of saints, can be promoted to saints within a thousand years.

Unfortunately, the conditions for going there are too harsh, and there are restrictions on age and cultivation. Young people cannot be older than a thousand years old, and their cultivation must have reached the peak of the mirror of the gods. This kind of monk can be promoted only one step away.

There are as many monks as dogs in the heavens and the world. There are not a few young monks who can achieve such conditions. The long queue of people who are queuing for registration at this moment has already been lined up from the Jiezhu Palace to Caishikou.

They are all elites, holding the stance that they are bound to win, and the fierce competition can be imagined.

It's a pity that there are only five places, and no one knows who will end up winning.

The black gauze girl seemed to be very familiar with this world, and soon found a team and joined the queue.

No matter who came here, they had to queue up obediently. Anyone who dared to jump in the queue would definitely be caught by the people of the Jiezhu Mansion and thrown into the ruins deep in the starry sky.

It was a black hole world with no return. People who were exiled into it never came back, and it was the existence that all monks feared the most.

However, at this moment, there is such a person, who bypasses everyone without any scruples, and plugs directly in front of the first person to sign up.

"Hey hey hey... Let Rang, this position, the deity has already set his underwear, and those who are sensible quickly get behind."

This person is not very good-looking, and his grin is a buck tooth, but his words are more uncomfortable than a dog's bite.

The first-ranked cultivator bird didn't even bother him, "Humph! Where's the dog thing coming from, can he speak human words? This deity is the first, it's obvious to all, so you can't let you get in the way. Get out of here!"

The monk in the first place is not a vegetarian. Even if the king of heaven comes, he will not give in.

It seems that this person who cut the queue really has a background, because the servants of the World Lord's Mansion are watching, and they are indifferent to his actions, so they don't see it.

This could not help but make his arrogance even higher.

The people in the queue behind, but no one dared to criticize anything. After all, the Lord of the world has a lot of background, but not everyone can provoke.

It is said that even people from the Great World of the Holy King have to hold him respectfully when they see him, for fear of angering him if they are not careful.

Ten years ago, the last monk who did this had his bones turned to ashes and no longer existed.

The person who cut the line is quite arrogant. When he meets someone else, maybe he will really endure it. Unfortunately, what he encounters is an idiot, and the two of them meet each other dryly.

"Ha! If I were you, I would obediently give way, lest I become a piece of trash before I step on the ring."

"Are you threatening me?"

"Hmph, I'm not threatening you, I just want you to get out."

"Why? Just your mouth? Go away, the fool will let you."

"Very good, you have successfully angered me. How can you be worthy of my deliberate sacrifice to cut the queue without turning you into a fool. Bah!"

The man who cut the line flew straight at the monk in the first row with a mouthful of phlegm, and hung on the other's face like this.

This is a naked, naked, naked declaration of war!

"Fuck off! Lick me clean!"

The cultivator in the first row couldn't bear it any longer, he raised his fist as big as a casserole, and slapped the cultivator who jumped in the queue in the face.

"Laugh to death! Weak chickens too."

The master who jumped in line stretched out his palm disdainfully, grabbed the opponent's hand, and secretly competed, a force that did not belong to a cultivator like him, went towards the first cultivator, and directly shocked him with a mouthful of old blood. Come out, blood stained the sky.

"You... how is that possible! Pfft~~~"

The cultivator in the first place stared at this opponent incredulously. They were all people of the same realm. If they wanted to decide the winner, they wouldn't be able to tell the winner if they didn't fight for a long time.

Alright now, the other party just slapped him like this with an understatement, what else could he resist?

"You're cruel! I hope you can win the first place, poof..."

The man in the first row was tragically cleaned up, and he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood in succession, but he dared not say one more thing, and moved towards the back obediently.

Suddenly, he put his hand on his shoulder, steadfastly steadied his hind legs, and pushed him forward, "Stand, don't be a coward!"

The person who spoke was the woman with the black veil and hat. Her words seemed to carry power. The first monk had already planned to give up. Before hearing the sweet voice of Huang Ying screaming, Compromise the man who cut the queue.

At this time, he suddenly had the strength to fight again, and he stiffened his waist and thanked the woman in black gauze, "Thank you girl for your support, I will be grateful to you!"

"It's just a trivial matter, it's not worth mentioning." After the black gauze girl finished speaking, she turned around and was about to walk back. She was not interested in anything like cutting the queue.

At this moment, you are fighting to the death, and you will be in the ring at that time, and you will continue to fight. There is no reward for the competition at this time, and it is a waste of expression.

"Heh, you dog and man, you actually feel contempt for the great disciples of Taoism. I really don't know whether to call you stupid or too long."

"Mr. Buck-tooth, I don't know what you want to do, um, what's the point of attacking people with just lip service? If you have the ability to see the real chapter, let's make a gesture!"

The black gauze girl made a provocative invitation to him.

"Ha! I'm afraid that you won't succeed, come on, see who can be stronger than who, whoever has the right to speak, otherwise honestly put me behind."

The man who cut the line was gearing up, looking eager to try.

It's a pity that the atmosphere of such a sword-drawn prisoner quickly dissipated, because the steward in charge of registration at the World Lord's Mansion, with a book in his arm and a brush in his hand, Shi Shiran came over.

"Who is Wu Yifan?"

The eyes of the man who cut the line lit up and he jumped out immediately, "Well, I'm Wu Yifan."

"It turned out to be you, very good. Go to the end and stay with me. You can't mess around here."

The man who cut the line was taken aback, "Did I make a mistake? It took me half an interface to get it. You can't do this."

What's the difference between this and killing a donkey?

Shameless, really shameless.

"I don't know, hurry up, who is the first in line, the old man will come to record it for you."

"Uh~~ This steward, you..." The black gauze girl said a little uncomfortable.