Super Sect Development System

"I, Jiangyin, come here on behalf of Jiangyin City to pay homage to all the geniuses. Google search to read"

Jiangyin Semi-Saint was wearing a robe with red background and gold patterns. His skin color was the normal cyan color of the Nether Clan people. He wore a hat neatly on his head, covering the horns on his head.

In the underworld, the underworld horns are a symbol of bloodline and to a certain extent, a symbol of status. Therefore, the multi-horned underworld tribes are often willing to show off the underworld horns on their heads. On the contrary, those underworld tribes with weak bloodline power are ashamed to show off the underworld horns. Even when one reaches a high level of cultivation and a respected status, it is the same.

This Jiangyin Semi-Saint is obviously a person with weak bloodline from the Nether Clan. Even though he has cultivated to the level of Semi-Saint, he still tightly covers the horns on his head.

He did not directly find a way to enter the tower, but stood outside the tower with a loud and polite voice.

Buzz——

The formation outside the tower flickered,

The old man from the Nether Clan who originally received Li Qingyun appeared. When he saw that it was Jiangyin Semi-Saint, he immediately looked respectful: "Lord Jiangyin!"

Jiang Yin waved his hand, "No need to be polite, are the geniuses from the underworld and the holy world still there?"

The old man from the Nether Clan said respectfully: "That's right. At present, the geniuses of the Spiritual Clan and the Saint Clan have arrived here, but the geniuses of the Demon Clan have not yet arrived."

"Hurry up and open the formation, I'm going to pay a visit to these geniuses!" Jiang Yin said excitedly.

"this……"

The old man from the Nether Clan hesitated.

"What? You dare to disobey my order?" Jiang Yin looked at the old man of the Nether Clan in surprise.

"Lord Jiangyin, it's not that I want to disobey your order, but the news coming from Yongye City is..."

"Unless these geniuses take the initiative to leave the tower, no one is allowed to enter the tower. Are you not disobeying the orders of Yongye City..."

Jiang Yin said calmly: "Since Yongye City allows these geniuses to meet the outside world, is there any difference between me coming to them and them meeting me?"

"Open the formation quickly and let me in."

"That's...okay!"

The cultivation level of the old man from the Nether Clan is not high. He is just a small figure directly under the control of Yongye City. He will most likely work in Jiangyin Continent from now on. Since he works in Jiangyin Continent, he cannot offend the Jiangyin Half-Saint.

"I'll go down and help you invite the geniuses out of the tower, so that you don't have to disobey the orders of Yongye City."

Jiang Yin frowned slightly: "That's fine."

But the Nether Clan old man was stunned, turned around and said apologetically to Jiangyin Semi-Saint: "Sir, I'm afraid you need to wait a moment."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yin was a little impatient.

"The geniuses have already entered the range of the competition platform. Under the entrustment of Yongye City, you can only enter the living area of ​​the geniuses in the tower. You are not eligible to enter the practice area."

Jiang Yin frowned and said: "Contest stage? Are they actually competing?"

The old man from the Nether Tribe said: "Exactly, the geniuses of the two worlds are both young and vigorous. It is normal for them to meet and communicate with each other and have a discussion."

"It doesn't matter, sparring is not training, it won't take long, I'll just wait here.

"By the way... you can also take a look at the style of these geniuses."

"It's the same anyway."

When he said the last sentence, Jiangyin Half-Saint's voice was thin and insect-like, making it difficult to hear clearly.

"What did you say, sir?" the Nether Clan old man asked in surprise.

"It's nothing," Jiang Yin said calmly: "Let's release the image formation. I can't wait to see the style of these geniuses. Maybe it can touch the bottleneck that I have been unable to break through for many years..."

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Li Qingyun stood quietly in the small square outside his residence. In front of him was the magnificent white competition stage. More than a dozen geniuses from the Holy Clan and everyone from the Nether Clan were enveloped in the competition stage.

Just now, when the training of An Shuyao and others was coming to an end and the agreed time for sparring was approaching, he saw an old man approaching the tower quickly from outside the tower. The old man's cultivation level was that of a semi-saint.

But the moment the demi-saint arrived outside the tower, the originally transparent top of the tower suddenly swayed, blocking the outside scene.

The image of the old man only appeared for a few breaths. At this time, all the geniuses were basically concentrating on teasing and preparing to compete. No one saw the situation outside the tower, only you saw it.

According to his speculation, given the size of Jiangyin City, it is impossible for a saint to exist. The half-saint who came here should be the strongest person in Jiangyin City, probably the strongest person in the Jiangyin family, that is, Mr. Jiangyin. Ancestor.

Although these geniuses are not strong in cultivation, they are still geniuses who have been invited by the high priest, and their official status is very high. It is reasonable for the ancestor of Jiangyin to come to visit and chat with the landlord.

But Li Qingyun always had a vague feeling in his heart that the Jiangyin ancestor's purpose might not be so simple...

"It seems that everyone has adapted to the power of heaven and earth in the underworld, so let the competition begin."

On the competition stage made of exquisite white jade, a tall female saint from the Holy World stood in the center of the competition stage. She had a sexy figure, a beautiful face, and a confident smile, gesturing to everyone in the spirit world.

An Xinyao smiled and nodded.

Huang Siyuan raised his head and said proudly: "I have already adapted to the power of heaven and earth."

Sikong's eyes were blank and he didn't pay any attention to this beautiful Saint beauty.

"Then I don't need to talk nonsense and just start the competition."

The beauty genius of the Saint race said: "The rules of the competition are very simple. According to the age level required by the underworld, we can simply compete in three games."

"The geniuses who are under 10,000 years old have a competition, the geniuses who are between 10,000 and 30,000 years old have a competition, and the competition between 30,000 and 50,000 years old is abnormal."

"Please come forward, fellow Taoists from the spiritual world who participated in the three competitions."

Huang Siyuan, An Shuyao, and Sikong stood up neatly.

The faces of the saint clan members were extremely strange.

The opponent's entire army was dispatched, and with just a few people, it looked like they were bullying them.

Jin Xiao seemed to have expected this step. He turned around and gestured slightly behind him.

Two saints stood out.

A saint is of medium height, wearing white armor and holding a halberd.

Another saint was extremely fat, with a waist that could be hugged by several people. He simply wore a piece of soft armor to cover his belly, and his weapon was not taken out, but it gave him an extremely fierce look.

"Where's the other one?"

Ren Ren, who was standing behind, asked with concern.

"It's me."

The beauty from the Holy Clan on the competition stage smiled and said, "I am thirty thousand years old, just in time to participate in the second competition."

He lowered his head and looked at the slender long legs of the Saint beauty, with perfect proportions.

"Thirty thousand years, how do you keep your legs so beautiful?"

"Want to know?" The Saint Clan beauty smiled sweetly.

Ren nodded: "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."

Swish——

Cold light flashed across.

The Saint beauty took out a long knife and placed it in front of her soft waist. She smiled even sweeter and said in a charming voice:

"The secret is..."

"Every year, I kill a blind, wild man to drink."

He let his body tremble, his whole body felt cold, and he suddenly woke up:

"Sister is really good at joking, and she is not a man~~~"

Li Qingyun, Zhou Yaoqiao, and Bai Lun: "Ugh..."