Fantasy: After reading books for 10,000 years, I became an emperor

After Lin Yi left, Jiang Beixuan’s divine thoughts fell outside Jiuli Immortal Island.

The huge yellowed drawing paper is quietly suspended in mid-air.

And the number shown above is already only seven hundred.

This meant that hundreds of thousands of disciples had fallen into the Purgatory Rakshasa Realm.

There is only half a day left before the first round of ten days.

Jiang Beixuan faintly looked forward to it.

Being able to stand out from hundreds of thousands of disciples is qualified to become your own named disciple.

After all, this group of disciples will control the existence of a domain for themselves in the future.

……

Time, quickly passed.

Under Jiang Beixuan’s gaze.

The vortex on the drawing paper began to shake violently.

Ten figures walked out of it.

At this moment, these disciples were covered in tattered Dao robes, and there were even more hideous wounds on their bodies.

Looking at the surrounding environment, the faces of the ten surviving disciples were full of aftermath.

Looking at the huge yellowed drawing paper behind them, their moods were very complicated.

In just ten days, they almost survived in purgatory.

The dangers that may be faced anytime and anywhere, the strange calls that sound from time to time in the dome, and the appearance of countless fellow doormen dying tragically.

“Maggie.”

“Bring them to Immortal Island.”

Jiang Beixuan stood under an old tree with his hands in his hands, already thinking about his next plan.

Originally, he thought that few of these disciples would be able to come out alive.

But now it seems that my own guess is not comprehensive enough.

When people face death, the potential is enormous!

These disciples were not so resolute and decisive in their hearts, but under extreme circumstances, they all began to transform.

It is indeed terrifying and dangerous in the Purgatory Rakshasa Realm, but after all, it is a means of sharpening disciples, as long as they overcome the initial fear, they have the initial ability to survive.

But to survive for ten days, you also need to have a firm will, unyielding perseverance, and a certain amount of luck.

After Maggie temporarily placed the ten disciples, she returned to Jiang Beixuan’s side.

Jiang Beixuan was not in a hurry to see that famous disciple.

After all, there were still many disciples in the Purgatory Rakshasa Realm who were being tested.

After Jiang Beixuan released the scroll and announced that he could enter his door after breaking through the Purgatory Rakshasa Realm, in addition to the first wave of influx of disciples, fewer and fewer disciples dared to step into it later.

Even on the fourth and fifth days… No one dares to step into it anymore.

Time, slowly passing.

There were still four days left before the last group of living disciples passed the test.

On the yellowed drawing paper, the number of disciples alive was already less than six hundred.

And this number is decreasing at any time.

“Hope twenty more disciples pass.”

“The time to push across the Hundred Domains of Yantu is almost up.”

Jiang Beixuan sighed slightly in his heart….

The Hundred Domains of Yantu must be taken over by his cultivators! Including the future Zhenshi Saint Sect Lord, he must also choose a suitable candidate.

If you want to completely control the Hundred Domains of Yantu, whether it is your own cultivators to establish a sect branch or create an imperial family…

In short, all the forces on that land must be suppressed!

Only then will the system decide that it has completed the task.

The Yantu Hundred Domains are quite easy to control, and the Fenglan Domain where the Zhenshi Saint Sect is located is in a good position, and it is at the very core of the Yantu Hundred Domains.

Even if the strength of these named disciples is slightly weaker, he can forcibly suppress those other forces that are about to move for them.

But in the future, they are destined to have more cultivators, and what they will conquer will be the entire Yanyang Great World!

and so on solved the Yantu Hundred Domains.

The screening must be made more difficult.

In the entire Yanyang Great World, some prosperous places, even the vastness of one domain, can almost be comparable to the Yantu Hundred Domains!

In this vast land, there will always be times when you can’t take care of yourself.

In short, there is still a long way to go.

Jiang Beixuan turned around, raised his hand to tear through the void, and the figure disappeared in place.

……

Qingxiao Domain, on the long border.

A million mountains stand tall, and a small city stands quietly beyond the mountains.

At this moment, the city is full of tension.

Many ferocious beasts pulled the cart and were moving towards the outside of the city.

Restaurants and teahouses that were once prosperous have closed.

“Alas…”

“The Imperial Clan melee has begun, and the Qingxiao Domain is going to be completely restless.”

A white-haired old man looked sadly at the fleeing group of monks on the street.

These people are not strong, most of them are just forging the body realm, and they can’t even control the magic weapon to cross the void.

It is precisely because of this that their lives are even more insecure.

This small city stands on the border of the Qingxiao Domain, and it may be affected by the battle between major forces at any time.

If you don’t leave quickly, what awaits everyone will only be death.

In this world where the strong are respected, the lives of the weak are as humble as ants, and even if they are killed by the strong, they can only blame themselves for their bad luck.

“Uncle Clan, what are you still stunned for? Let’s run for your life together. ”

“Nearly 10 million powerhouses of the Purple Sword Gate and the Snow Jade Sect are already approaching here, and no one can say when a scuffle will break out…”

At this time, a strong man kindly reminded the white-haired old man.

“That’s it, that’s it.”

“I’m not leaving, old man.”

“Let’s go…”

“My life is approaching, and being able to be buried in my homeland can be regarded as a fallen leaf to my roots.”

The white-haired old man looked calm, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

Since the Zhenshi Saint Sect strongly killed the powerhouses of the three major forces, the Qingxiao Domain has been calm for nearly a hundred years.

But all this will also be completely broken.

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