“Which company?”

Shen Zhaoxuan scratched his head, a little difficult to speak, and he had to stop talking for a long time. In the end, he could not look directly at Ning Feng's gaze full of curiosity, and sighed: "It's the Southern Demon Sect."

"Southern Demon Sect?"

Ning Feng felt very unfamiliar with this name.

Shen Zhaoxuan sighed again, looking at the corner of his clothes that was tightly held, and then he didn't have the intention to start Xiao Bi, so he just left his mind and said in detail.

"The roots of the Demon Sect are basically in the north. Thousands of years ago, the Blood-robed Ancestor broke out and founded the Southern Demon Sect in the Ten Thousand Demon Caves in the South, and recognized himself as the ancestor of the Southern Demon Sect."

"One of the seven sects of the Demon Sect in the world, the demon flames are overwhelming. The seven sects in the world are also overwhelming their peers. They are the top sects. Who knew that when the blood-robed ancestor broke out a thousand years ago, the Demon Sect did not appear for some reason. They fought for ten years and could not be wiped out, and finally sat on the spot to become bigger."

Shen Zhaoxuan said lightly, one broke out and the other fought for ten years, and the final conclusion was that it could not be wiped out, as if it was saying that two villages were fighting for water.

Ning Feng heard it in his ears, and without any difficulty, how intense the battle that lasted for ten years was, how dark the wind and rain were, what a sea of ​​blood was, and how many powerful demon sects fell for it.

"What happened later?"

Ning Feng couldn't help but blurted out.

"Later?" Shen Zhaoxuan said lightly: "The Demon Sect is divided into two parts. The old demons watched the foundation of the Demon Sect collapse and did not appear. It must have happened that something unknown to outsiders. So the seven sects in the world eroded and tested. After a thousand years, the Demon Sect, which was the leader of the seven sects, was reduced to the end of the seven sects, and its majesty was no longer there."

"That's how it is." Ning Feng was fascinated by the fact that he heard all kinds of secrets, wishing he could have been born a thousand years earlier and participated in it.

"Wait, there seems to be something wrong?"

Ning Feng was in a daze before he realized, "Senior Brother, what we are talking about is the Soul Realm. Do you mean that there is a Soul Realm in the Southern Demon Sect?"

"Our Shrine is going to attack them?"

Shen Zhaoxuan nodded naturally and explained: "A thousand years ago, when the Blood-robed Ancestor broke out, it was said that he had swept away nearly half of the treasure house of the Demon Sect so that he could survive that ten-year battle."

"There was a problem with our soul realm not long ago. After inquiring, the ancestors got the news. It was said that in the treasury that the blood-robed ancestor was swept away, there was Yunmeng Realm, one of the top soul realms in the world."

When Shen Zhaoxuan said this, he patted Ning Feng on the shoulder and said, "Junior brother, don't worry, within three years, our divine palace will go to the Southern Demon Sect and seek Yunmeng Realm."

"Please get it?" Ning Feng swallowed and sighed: "Is it a force to rob?"

"Cough cough cough~~" Shen Zhaoxuan coughed a few times and said, "Our Sun God Palace is the seven sects in the world, how can we use the word "grab"?"

Immediately afterwards, his voice became weak: "Of course, you have to do it when necessary. You can get it."

After Shen Zhaoxuan said this, he felt too shameless and turned his head, not wanting to see the expression on Ning Feng's face.

"All right."

After a while, Ning Feng digested Shen Zhaoxuan's words, and thought about the upcoming battle between the Sun God Palace and the Southern Demon Sect within three years, he felt that his whole body was getting hot, as if the sun god light had boiled all his blood.

“Too short, too short.”

If Ning Feng is looking forward, he will not have lost his reason.

In just three years, how much can he make? How can he be qualified to participate in such a battle that is no different from destroying a family, second only to the battle between the seven sects in the world?

"Dong~Dong~Dong~Dong~Dong~~"

The sound of jade chimes suddenly rang out, and its sound echoed in every corner of the Tiandu Mountains and the Nine Peaks of the Divine Palace.

In an instant, whether it was the newly promoted outer disciples of the Divine Palace below, or Ning Feng and others at the foot of the palace, they were all excited and looked at Shen Buyi, who was rising up in front of the palace.

The voice of the head of the Divine Palace was melodious, which came into everyone's ears: "Practice one way, sail against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, and you will compete every three years. The upper examination will be conducted by yourself, and the lower one will be carried forward."

Ning Feng and his generation had just become disciples of the Divine Palace. Whether they knew the clues or were confused, they all listened to Shen Buyi's voice with all concentration.

"It turns out... it's not just us who need Xiaobi."

Ning Feng looked at Shen Zhaoxuan and found that he looked bitter, as if he was reluctant and did not want to participate.

"I don't know where their Xiaobi is and what it is?"

When Ning Feng first entered the outer sect of the Divine Palace three years ago, he witnessed Xiao Bi, the new disciple at that time, and always thought that Xiao Bi was referring to this.

Now that he heard Shen Buyi’s words, he realized that every person in charge of the temple had to participate in the small competition. The difference was that according to the entry time, cultivation level, etc., the comparison was completely different from them.

Ning Feng secretly reminded himself to look back and ask Shen Zhaoxuan what his little game was. Then he calmed down and focused his attention in front of him.

At the top, Shen Buyi raised his hand, and dozens of hazy light balls soared into the sky, chasing each other, colliding with each other, and flying towards the direction where Ning Feng and others were.

"This is……"

Ning Feng looked up curiously at the light balls, and saw that these light balls were about thirty, with different colors. Even if they were both red, they had different depths and shades, and they were different in thickness and light, and they were divided into thirty different colors.

After counting the number clearly, Ning Feng and others understood what purpose this was.

“Draw lots…”

Ning Feng curled his lips. Unexpectedly, Xiao Bi of the Immortal Sect actually played the lottery game, which was a waste of money and he was still looking forward to what he would look like.

Three years ago, when viewed from a distance, Ning Feng couldn't see the details clearly at all, and his attention was even more focused on fierce battles, so he paid attention to how to rank the opponent.

"If you don't choose this time, when will you wait?"

Shen Buyi shouted loudly, and thirty balls of light suddenly stagnated and fell from the air like a meteor shower.

Ning Feng subconsciously raised his hand, and the few light balls closest to him hovered suddenly, as if the person walking on the street suddenly heard someone calling his name, and stopped in shock.

"So that's how I chose."

Ning Feng understood immediately, chose one casually, and reached out to make a move.

Suddenly, an indigo blue light ball "swoosh" and threw it into Ning Feng's palm at a speed of hundreds of times.

"Bang!"

The moment the light ball was thrown into the palm, Ning Feng felt a pain in his palm and instinctively shrank his hand.

“Huh?”

"interesting."

Ning Feng opened his palm and saw a golden dragon appearing in his palm like a brand.

The difference is that this little dragon seems to be alive. It is constantly swimming around Ning Feng's palm, like a divine dragon soaring in the sky, patrolling its territory.

"One dragon is one, two dragons are two... and so on."

"The new champion's personal score is four rounds, the first round is one dragon against thirty dragons, and the second dragon against 29 dragons... The winner enters the second round, and it is still a head-to-tail battle until the final three-strong master is determined."

Shen Buyi briefly explained it, it was simpler and the rules were, and anyone present was stupid. I immediately understood it.

Ning Feng and others were either looking for the first round opponents, or they had not counted how many dragons they had in their hands, while elders such as Tian Yunzi figured out what the order of the battle would be like in an instant.

"Cheating!"

The first person who shouted was Tian Yunzi.

"Senior brother, how dare you cheat in front of everyone?"

Tian Yunzi was angry and had to come forward to argue as soon as he shook his sleeves.

After walking for a few steps, Tianyue Tonglao, Tianjizi, Tianxingzi and others rushed forward and stopped Tianyunzi or hugged her before blocking Tianyunzi so as not to make a joke in front of the new outer disciples.

Of course, what is Ning Feng’s idea of ​​making a joke? I think during the introductory ceremony, if there is a big sun to patrol the sky, these people dare to fight, let alone today.

Seeing that Tian Yunzi could not rush up, Shen Buyi immediately felt relieved and coughed dryly, "What do you mean by Junior Brother Tian Yun?"

"My disciple Ning Feng is afraid he will touch Lu Xue, Zeng Zui Mo, Baoxi and others. Where is your disciple Chen Yatou? Tell me yourself, what about this is not fraud?"

Tian Yunzi felt heartbroken: "It's just a bet. Why is your sacred sect so dirty? Don't stop me, don't stop me, I will never stop him today."

After he said this, Ning Feng immediately realized that if there was no dark horse, he would become the chief of this generation, and he would really fight all three heroes.

The other few masters of Zhumaishan passed by in their minds. The man who found that his disciples were at a loss immediately glared at Shen Buyi, and his hand that blocked Tian Yunzi couldn't help but let go.

Now, there was another chaos. Tian Yunzi was just one step away from rushing to the palace. At the end of the moment, he was dragged down for a while and persuaded him before he walked back.

"Feng'er, come here."

Tian Yunzi's anger was not gone, and when he shouted that Ning Feng was over, he had a sonorous voice in his voice.

Ning Feng shrank his neck. Even though he felt that it was very likely to be vented, he still went forward obediently.

"Master."

He had just called out, but he had not finished his tribute. Tian Yunzi was pulled over and said hatefully: "Old man is not a son. He is a teacher and cannot settle the score with him today due to the overall situation. Feng'er, please be careful and don't lose the face of being a teacher."

Facing Tian Yunzi's gaze, Ning Feng felt that his shoulders were as heavy as a mountain, and he couldn't breathe.

"In order to appease your teacher, they promised that if you can be the chief under such circumstances, we will work together to go to Tianze Peak to find that old man and give you a rare opportunity."

"Don't miss it."

Tian Yunzi reached out, pressed Ning Feng's shoulder, and patted him again.

“Huh?”

Ning Feng suddenly looked up, and he was originally asking what the so-called rare opportunity was? But when he looked at the eyes of the heaven Yunzi, these thoughts suddenly disappeared.

Tian Yunzi actually blinked at him...blinked...blinked...

Ning Feng almost thought he had read it wrong. After Tian Yunzi blinked his eyes, he became extremely angry, as if he could roll up his sleeves and kill him at any time, and fight with Shen Buyi.

“…I understand…”
To be continued...