Soul Devouring Sword Master

Tear!

I saw Yue Jing, Xuefei and others pulling their hands. Suddenly, the space was torn open, and darkness fell inside.

"Space black hole!"

Many skirts are air-conditioned.

It is rumored that a powerful person in the realm of Yuanshen can tear apart space, and it is indeed true.

Of course, the tearing space here is not simply tearing apart, simply tearing apart space. Many Nascent Soul Realm masters can do it, but this is only superficial, or only tearing apart the surface layer of space.

And these great powers of the Yuan Shen Realm directly tore open the space, exposing the space material inside.

The former is like leaving a scratch on the wall, while the latter is like tearing the wall open and seeing the reinforced concrete inside the wall. There is an essential difference between the two.

"Let's go! Follow us!"

As soon as the words fell, these people from the advanced continent took the selected disciples into the space cracks and disappeared.

Before leaving, Long Hao glanced at Lin Xiao coldly and sneered in his heart. He was really stupid for choosing to stay in this poor place. It just so happened that the cultivation environment in the advanced continent was excellent, and he could take advantage of this opportunity to surpass Lin Xiao. Sooner or later, he would pay back all the shame!

"Let's go back!"

The martial arts event came to an end, and everyone left the square one after another, leaving the ancient city with different emotions.

This martial arts event is destined to be the most extraordinary one. It is destined to be recorded in the history of the Pan-Ancient Continent and be talked about by people.

On the way back, the Wanxue Sect and others were still very excited, surrounding Lin Xiao non-stop. Mo Yunhan, Niu Heng and others were also smiling, and there was a rush of blood in their hearts. Vaguely, they seemed to be back in their youth. At the same time, I couldn't help but feel a little emotional. In a flash, so many years have passed, and several people chatted about the past.

Lin Xiao won the championship in the martial arts competition. Those god-level martial arts and exercises will definitely be of great help to the Ten Thousand Blood Sect. Moreover, the Ten Thousand Blood Sect will also be protected by the high-level continent and will surely rise again within ten years.

Everyone couldn't wait to take the good news back.

Three days later, the shuttle boat returned to the sky above the Ten Thousand Blood Sect.

"They're back, they're back!"

As soon as he approached the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, a disciple noticed him and shouted loudly.

Soon, the entire Ten Thousand Blood Sect was filled with uproar, and all the disciples and elders from top to bottom rushed over and surrounded the square.

On the shuttle boat, Mo Yunhan and others got off.

"Meet the sect master!"

Everyone bowed.

"It doesn't matter,"

Mo Yunhan raised his hand, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and coughed dryly, "We are back, Lao Ren, there is nothing going on in these sects."

"Sect Master, everything is normal."

Qian Xingdao, deputy director of the sect, had been responsible for managing the Ten Thousand Blood Sect during the more than half a year since Mo Yunhan was away.

"Um."

Mo Yunhan nodded and was about to say something when he noticed the scorching eyes around him, all looking at him eagerly, obviously wanting to know the outcome.

Luo Ying and others looked at each other and couldn't help grinning. Some people even couldn't help laughing, which made everyone even more itchy and eager to know what the situation was.

The Central God Territory is far away from the Eastern Wilderness, so the news will naturally not spread so quickly. Everyone has been discussing this matter for the past few days. It is estimated that everyone will be back soon, and sure enough, they are back today.

"Sect Master, what's going on!"

Ren Qianxing, who was always calm, couldn't help but ask.

All eyes also gathered here.

However, everyone also had an estimate in their hearts. It would be good if someone from the Ten Thousand Blood Sect could enter the top 100 this time. As for the rest, they had never thought about it.

Mo Yunhan laughed loudly and learned to play off his words, "Guess what the highest ranking of my Ten Thousand Blood Sect disciples will be this time!"

Everyone couldn't help but feel happy to see Mo Yunhan so happy. It seemed that his ranking should be good.

Ren Qianxing showed a smile and guessed, "Sect Master, someone should be in the top 100."

"More than that, the range of one hundred is too big. Please make a more specific guess! You all should also make a guess!"

Mo Yunhan smiled.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up. It seemed that the ranking was better than they thought. Ren Qianxing thought for a moment and said, "Top eighty?"

Everyone looked at Mo Yunhan, and they expected him to be in this position.

Mo Yunhan pretended to be displeased and waved his hand, "Can't you be bolder and guess higher? It's still far away, so feel free to guess higher!"

These words made everyone startled, and they immediately showed expressions of surprise. It was actually higher than the previous eighty, which had exceeded all their expectations.

After all, they also know that there are so many masters in this martial arts event, and they are much better than the last one. It is not easy to advance into the top 100.

"this..."

Ren Qianxing frowned, calmed down and said, "First sixty!"

After that, he looked at Mo Yunhan, only to see Mo Yunhan roll his eyes and shake his head helplessly, "I'm really impressed with you. Come on, guess how many there are? Whoever guesses correctly will win a prize!"

"Fifty-seven!"

"Fifty-eight!"

"Fifty-six!"

Others spoke one after another, but their rankings were all around fifty.

Mo Yunhan was completely speechless.

Behind them, Niu Heng and several elders looked at each other and tried not to laugh. They knew very well that they would never be able to guess it.