Tianyazi, Jian Chen and other giants whispered, then brushed their wide sleeves and said with a strong voice to the crowd below:

"Please see, there are 99 seats in Shenglongtai this time. Anyone who takes the lead in seizing the ring and guarding the ring for two hours without defeat is to win, leaving a name on the holy monument and become famous all over the world. I hope you don't hide your weaknesses and show your magical powers."

"Of course, one thing must be declared in advance. This is a martial arts competition. It is not a life-and-death and revenge, and it cannot hurt people's lives. Do you understand what you need to do if you click until you finish it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar below. Whether it was a disciple of a casual cultivator or a disciple of a sect, his eyes were filled with a passion for fighting spirit.

They are all young people's minds and naturally attach great importance to this opportunity to be famous all over the world. Many disciples have been willing to give up their family affection and abandon their lovers for ten years.

Ten years of hard work, today I will try my best!

Everyone forced their hearts to be excited and shouted loudly like a landslide and tsunami.

"I understand, understand, understand!"

Tianyazi looked around, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he showed a gratifying smile.

Then, his deep and profound voice rang out loudly and soared into the sky.

"Ring the bell, open the Shenglong Platform!"

"Dongdongdongdongdong, dudongdongdongdong!"

The east wind blows, the war drums beat, and the bronze bells make a thud, which makes the sky and the earth move.

Immediately, in front of the spectacular Tianlong Peak, a stream of true energy was poured into it, and it was extremely concise, like a solid gate, slowly opening.

Suddenly, hundreds of monks burst into their eyes with a hot fighting spirit. Some of them were even nervous and their mouths were dry. Their eyes were wide open, staring at the Shenglong Platform ahead without blinking, as if they were afraid that someone would rob them first.

There are 200 elite cultivators, 300 leaders of ordinary sects, 500 geniuses from heaven-level sects and super families, and a total of 1,000 top geniuses, to participate in the battle for Shenglongtai.

There are only ninety-nine seats on the Shenglong Platform. This means that only one-tenth of the lucky ones can stay on it. The remaining nine hundred and ones are stepping stones for others to get to the level.

This shows how fierce the competition is.

Suddenly, countless monks' eyes collided and met, and there were sparks of calcium carbide inside.

At this time, any person around them, whether they are strangers, classmates, or even brothers or lovers, may become a roadblock for themselves to climb up.

Killing your wife to prove the truth and killing your brother to prove the truth has happened in every fairy sect martial arts meeting, and it has long been common.

"Boom!"

As soon as the Shenglong Platform was opened, someone suddenly got in like a rush to reincarnate, trying to seize the opportunity.

This is like the lead of igniting fireworks. In a moment, flowers bloomed and swarmed towards Shenglongtai.

The most active person to fight is the casual cultivator. They live at the bottom of the world of cultivation and are eager to become famous, so they will fight the fastest.

The second is the disciples of ordinary sects. They are in groups of three or five, echoing each other, obviously they have been agreed in advance.

After all, although they are also disciples in the sect and are better than casual cultivators, they are still one level behind the elites of the Heavenly-level sect and super family. Only by joining together to keep warm can they have a chance to fight.

The genius leaders of the Tian-level sect and the super-family family waited until the end.

This is not because they are slow to react, but because they all have absolute confidence. Anyone who dares to block the road will end up miserably.

For a time, disciples from all walks of life flocked to each other. The Eight Immortals crossed the sea and showed their magical powers. The scene was really spectacular.

Jian Wuhen looked at the cultivator in front of him like an ant, and a disdainful smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, his eyes looked at Li Chen inadvertently, full of strong fighting spirit, as if saying, I'm waiting for you on the top of the mountain!

After this glance, Jian Wuhen turned into a sharp blade that was unsheathed. The sword sounded and resounded throughout the sky. Wherever he passed, he rushed to avoid it, and no one dared to block his way.

"Amitabha!"

The monk Wuhua from Fanyin Temple clasped his hands together and recited a Buddha's name. His whole body was covered by a golden bell, dazzling, just like the reincarnation of the Buddha.

"Dang clang!"

Dugu Ming, a genius from the Dugu family, emitted a dragon roar in his hand, transformed into a sword, and rushed straight into the sky of the sky.

“Tick, tick!”

The girl in the Huanyinfang hugged the pipa and played it with her fingers. The big strings were as loud as rain, the small strings were as sharp as whispers, and the noisy and mixed sounds were played, and the big beads fell on the jade plate.

Suddenly, the entire Shenglong Platform was shrouded in the Niao Niao Fairy Sound. Those with high cultivation can still resist it. Those with weak cultivation even began to have auditory hallucinations and hallucinations.

The top ten heavenly sects, four super families, and all the geniuses. After you finish your singing, I will show your magical powers.

Ling Shuanghua's eyes were filled with anger and looked at Li Chen angrily. When she saw Li Chen still whispering to Lian Hongshang, an unknown anger immediately rushed into her heart. She subconsciously bit her lips hard, almost bleeding.

When I felt the pain, I came to my senses and threw the amber red diamond in my hand out, throwing a bad guy who was blocking the road hard.

"Chen, let's go to Shenglongtai too!"

Lian Hongshang looked at Shenglongtai where he was fighting fiercely, and the dimples whirled lightly and said lightly.

Li Chen nodded gently, his figure swirled in the air, and flew towards Shenglongtai.

At this time, the lower level of Shenglong Platform was filled with disciples. However, most of them were casual cultivators and disciples of ordinary sects.

They all know themselves, and as long as they can occupy a place on this Shenglong Platform, they will be satisfied.

However, the top leaders in the sects such as Jian Wuhen, Tianmei Dancer, Ling Shuanghua, and Mian Seng Wuhua didn't even look at it and headed straight to the top.

Moreover, these people are extremely powerful and have powerful sects behind them as their backers. Therefore, wherever they pass, other cultivators dodge, such as avoiding the god of killing.

"Boom!"

Thunder rolled and resounded throughout the world.

Li Chen knocked a thunderbolt to retreat a disciple of the earth-level sect who was blocking the way. He pointed his toes lightly, like a dragonfly sifting through the water, and jumped to a stone platform with silver light.

This is already a middle and upper area. Anyone who can rush here will naturally be the top geniuses in various places, and their strength will naturally not be much weaker. Therefore, the battle here is becoming more and more tragic.

After only a dozen breaths, one arena changed hands several times. It’s really true that after you finished singing and I will appear, the walls are changing with the king’s flag.

After seeing Li Chen's figure, Ling Shuanghua actually stopped on his own initiative. The amber and red diamond in his hand shook, and flashed in the air, blocking his way directly.

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I have something to do today, and I’m sorry for the update. Xiaole worked hard to write, thank you for understanding!
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