Thousand Blades of Death

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After hearing the word "deacon", Mr. Lin's trembling seemed to be terrible. His eyes turned, then he gritted his teeth and turned into a human figure. His eyes were fixed on Ma Yuan.

"Child, I will spare you today, but it is not over yet!"

Cold and indifferent, Mr. Lin turned and left, leaving here.

The middle-aged man swept Ma Yuan casually, not sure what it was. He turned around and left here.

This is how the war ended. The Quartet people feel some regrets.

"This Ma Yuan has offended Mr. Lin, it is estimated that there is no good life!"

"He wants to be selected by the gods, I find it difficult!"

Someone is talking.

"Xiaoqing, let's go!"

Ma turned to Xie Nianqing.

"Ma Yuan, I'm tired of you. I'm worried that you won't be able to enter the spirit!"

Xie Nianqing said.

"Stupid, if you can't enter, you can't enter. If you can't, we will go to Yuanlu and find Zongmen to join us!"

Ma Yuan scratched Xie Nianqing's nose and smiled.

The two returned to their place of residence.

Half a day later, the second round of Tenjinzong screening will begin.

The Sifang Shrine is where more than 500 surviving geniuses regrouped near Tianzhu Peak.

"What happened? Why didn't Thor come?"

On the other side of the West Palace, the elders leading the team frowned.

Thunder Bull, but one of the three strongest arrogances in Western shrines. Although I didn’t know who was the next arm for the last time, the fighting power is still very strong. It may still be selected by the gods. Thunder God’s West Shrine still has high hopes.

But at this time, but did not see the figure of Lei Niu, so the elders in the team had a bad feeling.

"I heard that Lei Niu seems to be going to the minefield, and the cultivation has been restored!"

There is a young voice.

"Did he have an accident in the minefield?"

"I heard that he went with his master, and he still has the most powerful force!"

Xigong Tianjiao is whispering.

But with the passage of time, the figure of Lei Niu has not yet appeared, and many people know that most of the accidents are caused by Lei Niu.

Otherwise, it is impossible to the present, but this is that the gods must screen their disciples. What a big deal?

In the sky, six numbers appeared.

The gods are coming.

Under his leadership, it is still a gray-haired old man, followed by two big men, and then at the back, there are three young men, and Mr. Lin is in the column.

His eyes swept away and landed on Ma Yuan, his eyes flashing cold.

"Child, want to join the gods, dream, wait for this screening, find a chance to kill this man!" Lin Gongzi's mouth sneered.

"Well, the second round of layout has been completed!"

The gods of the White God waved their hands, and suddenly there was an infinite inscription in the sky, but after that, a light door appeared in the air.

A bright fan, suspended in the air, can be seen at a glance, there are more than 500.

In addition, starting from the light gate, the hollow undulates and exudes spiritual knowledge. It seems that a virtual channel has been formed, but it is difficult to see with the naked eye.

"Here, each light door represents an entrance to a hollow passage. There are various tests in these hollow passages."

"And, these two empty paragraphs, each can be randomly exchanged, the intersection is your battlefield, only the winner can move on!"

"And, at the meeting point, we can see it, so you have to show it!"

The gray-haired old man explained.

"Curious filtering method!"

Ma Yuan's heart is moving.

More than 500 people per person entered the Void Channel. After passing through the checkpoint, there will be two empty passages randomly. The two people encountered in the two virtual channels will fight, the winner will continue to be in danger, and the loser will be eliminated.

Until the final decision is the strongest.

Moreover, the people of Tenjin Sect can be seen outside, so they can choose the right disciples by observing people's performance.

"Okay, now, you can choose a light door to enter.."

The gray-haired old man announced, but he did not speak, but suddenly changed his mind and looked up at the sky.

At high altitudes, there are nine ancient altars suspended.

For a long time, the legendary nine altars were connected to the nine forces of Yuanlu, and they are the roads of space passing through each other.

Tenjin originally came from one of the ancient altars.

At this time, one of the other eight altars actually shone.

This scene shocked everyone.

The ancient altar shines, can it be said that a Yuanlu sect came over?

"There are other Yuan Luzong coming, God, the gods can come, this is already an accident."

"Yes, this is really a great opportunity!"

Many people spoke excitedly, and even the emperor was very excited, staring at the altar.

"What happened? What power does it have?"

Behind the gray-haired old man, a big man frowned.

The white-haired old man's eyebrows also wrinkled.

Hey!

The altar shook slightly, many inscriptions shone, and the light became more and more awkward.

Finally, several characters appeared on the altar.

There are five people, two young people, three others, two middle-aged men and a middle-aged woman, but the situation is based on middle-aged women.

The five men, all with long swords, wore purple robes and robes embroidered with strange patterns.

"Kowloon Swordsman!"

The gods of the gods, the old man with white hair, his face slightly changed.

"It doesn't seem to be late, it's finally here!"

Middle-aged woman with long sword.

"Nine-year-old sword, what are you doing?"

God **** white hair old man cold wind. "Of course, I will choose a young genius and join me. Am I not welcome?"

The middle-aged woman smiled.

"Hey, the ruins of the gods were the first gods to come to me, and all this is our layout!"

The white-haired old man was ruthless.

"You just took the first step. And, how much energy does it take to arrange them? The deep mainland market is not your home of gods, we can come here naturally!"

Middle-aged women are very weak.

In this regard, people in Shenxu Market saw this scene, but they were very excited.

There is another Yuan Luzong who also recruited disciples. In this way, the chance of being selected will undoubtedly be greater.

Especially those young people are happier.

Hey!

At this moment, the altar above it shook and radiated again.

Everyone is dumbfounded.

"Is there a Yuanlu ancestor after moving?"

"What happened? In the past, there were no endless years, no Yuanlu Buddhism came to the mainland market to choose disciples. This time, how could there be so many faces?"

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