Invincible Bloodline

High in the air.

The golden-robed deacon Fang Hao raised his eyebrows with a flash of surprise, "Hey, there are actually so many people!!!" With his cultivation level, even using only six points of force is enough to crush the average seventh-level Tianwuhou. On the ground, I originally thought that if there were only 500 people who could persevere, that would be the limit. You know, the last 120 Qingyun Ranking Tianjiao, the last 20 people, that is, the combat power of the middle-level Wuhou, the seventh-level Tianwuhou , in the last session, it was already able to squeeze into the top 100. With a little luck, it is not impossible to reach the top 60. Now it is better, even the first round knockout may not be possible. Needless to say, this is a complete tragedy! ! !

"What a pity! What a pity!!!" A trace of regret flashed across Fang Hao's majestic face. A high-level Wuhou who is less than sixty years old can barely be called a genius even if he is placed in their Shengji Villa. , and these people come from such a remote place in the Nanling Territory, and have not received any systematic training at all. If they can join their Shengji Courtyard, under the systematic training of the Courtyard, their strength will definitely increase in a short period of time. With a breakthrough in personality, even if you can't leap into the Wuzong's combat power, you will definitely not be able to escape with one and a half steps of Wuzong's combat power.

However, there are only one hundred and twenty places in the Qingyun Ranking, and only the one hundred and twenty geniuses on the Qingyun Ranking are eligible to worship in their Shengji Courtyard. This is the rule, let alone a little gold-robed deacon like him. No, even the ordinary elders in silver can't change it! ! !

"Boom!!!"

In between breaths, the momentum increased a little bit, but this insignificant little bit was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, crushing the hundreds of geniuses who were struggling to support it! ! !

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"......

The sound of falling to the ground was endless, and dozens of people collapsed to the ground before they could take a breath. At this moment, even the quasi-third-level geniuses like Chu Feilong and Beigong Minghao were breathing disorderly and sweating like rain. Fortunately, they were still alive. He was able to persist, but Chi Jiuxiao was in serious trouble. His face turned red, his waist was hunched over, his legs were shaking, and he looked like a braised prawn.

"I...I can't do it anymore, I really can't do it..."

"Hold on, Senior Brother Chi, don't give up, three breaths! Just three breaths is enough!!!" In just half a breath, more than 20 people fell to the ground. At this moment, there were less than 500 people still standing in the ring. It would be a shame for fifty people to give up at this time and be eliminated.

"No...no, I can't just give up...I...I can't compare to Junior Brother Yang Fan, I can't compare to Senior Brother Haoran, I can't compare to Senior Brother Chu, I I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in..." Chi Jiuxiao roared unwillingly in his heart. As the third person on the Heavenly List, it has always been his dream to surpass the second best Chu Longfei. Chu Longfei did not fall to the ground. How could he give up, how could he give up.

"One breath..." More than 20 people fell to the ground again, "I can't give up, I have to persist, persist..."

"Two breaths..." On the ring, those who could still continue to stand were worth more than five hundred, "No... No, I..." I can’t do it anymore, I really can’t do it anymore..."

Chi Jiuxiao's vision began to blur, and the limit was not so easy to break.

"It's just a little bit close, just a little bit close, Senior Brother Chi, hold on!!!" But Chi Jiuxiao could no longer hear Yang Fan's words, "Bang!!!"

Chi Jiuxiao's legs weakened and he fell to the ground.

"Hey! What a pity, Senior Brother Chi!!!"

Looking at Chi Jiuxiao who had passed away, Yang Fan sighed. If he was eliminated from the game like Zhu Feng at the beginning, it wouldn't be a big deal. However, if he was only half a breath away from being successfully promoted, it would be a pity. , I have persisted for so long, and there is only a small difference, just a small difference! ! !

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A corner of the East Stand.

"Hey! Compared with Long Fei and Haoran, Jiuxiao is still a little behind!!!" Han Qianye, who was dressed in brocade clothes, sighed with regret, but when he turned his eyes to the other contestants of the Tang Dynasty, his heart felt The regret dissipated a lot at once. It was already considered good to have three people advance to the top 480. You must know that the other sects, the Tianshen Sect with the most, had five people advanced, such as Tianjian Sect and Lihuo Sect. It is even more miserable, with only one person qualifying, not to mention that their Seven Star Sect also has Yang Fan, a monster that defies the sky. As long as Yang Fan is here, even if everyone else is eliminated, it will not affect the overall situation.

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"Three breaths..."

"Bang!", "Bang!",, "Bang!"......

"Okay! Congratulations, you have successfully advanced!!!"

"Boom!!!"

The domineering momentum disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"......

In an instant, hundreds of Tianjiao collapsed to the ground, each and every one of them hanging out their tongues and mouthing thick breaths without any image. Under the terrifying pressure that could crush the seventh-level Tianwuhou, these hundreds of fourth-level Tianjiao , had long exhausted all the spiritual and physical energy in the body, and was solely relying on the tenacious will to support it. However, everyone's faces were filled with unspeakable joy. They finally managed to survive. Instead of being eliminated like other geniuses, they finally passed the preliminary rounds and advanced to the finals. If they couldn't even pass the first level, it would definitely be a regret for them in their lives! ! !

"In one hour, the arena competition will officially begin. Everyone, take time to rest!!!" Fang Hao was still a bit humane. He did not directly start the next round of the arena competition, but gave everyone an hour to recover.

next moment.........

The arrogant monsters sat cross-legged one after another, swallowed various spiritual power-restoring elixirs, and recovered with all their strength. Although an hour was not short, if they did not seize the time, they might not be able to fully recover.

Of course, not everyone is taking the time to restore their strength. For third-level geniuses like Jun Haoran and Li Shimin, they only consume one or two layers of spiritual power and can recover in less than half an hour. As for the prince, Ying Zheng and the other eight monsters even regarded him as nothing! ! !

Casually sitting next to Jun Haoran and Chu Longfei, Yang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and began to look around. Among the two hundred and forty geniuses of the Tang Dynasty, there were only twenty-six people left in the central arena at this moment. There is no one out of ten. Among them, the Tianshen Sect has a large number of people, with five people promoted, followed by the Imperial Family of the Tang Dynasty, with four people passing the test. Their two major sects, the Seven Star Sect and the Tianyi Sect, are next with three people each, and the remaining six major sects, Except for the two sects of Iron Sword and Lihuo, where only one person advanced, two of the other four major sects passed the test. The casual cultivators of those families were a bit miserable. It could almost be said that their entire army was wiped out. There was only one little barbarian king. Persevered.

There is no way, who can call him a physical cultivator? His flesh shell is comparable to ancient beasts, and his ability to withstand fights and pressure is far beyond that of other warriors of the same level! ! !

After looking at the talented people of the Tang Dynasty, Yang Fan turned his eyes and looked at the other twelve major camps. The three major dynasties are the three major dynasties. Their strength far exceeds that of all dynasties. Even the weakest Han dynasty has nine Twelve people were successfully promoted, and the strongest Tang Dynasty was even more terrifying. One hundred and sixty-six promoted people, almost occupying the fourth level, plus the one hundred and twenty-one geniuses of the Sui Dynasty, a total of three hundred Fifty-nine places are shocking to think about. You must know that there are only 480 qualifying places! ! !

The ten major dynasties divided up the few 121 places. The Tang Dynasty was able to qualify for 26 people, which was already very impressive. Except for the Song Dynasty, which had 28 places, which overwhelmed them, the rest The eight major dynasties were all behind them, especially the Qing dynasty, with only three people qualifying, which was extremely miserable! ! !

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"Okay! One hour is up, the ring battle will begin immediately, now distribute the identity plaques!!!" Fang Hao, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, waved his hand, and palm-sized black iron tokens were like raindrops. appeared high in the sky.

next moment.........

A small part of the tokens seemed to have spirituality, like meteors breaking through the sky, flying toward the geniuses on the stage, no more, no less, exactly 480! ! !

Yang Fan copied it easily and grabbed the token that was shot at him. There was a neat line of regular characters written on it.

"Yang Fan——Seven Star Sect of the Tang Dynasty!!!"

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