The entrance to the ancient Yuanyang Hall, which was eight hundred feet high lying on the ground, suddenly shone with brilliant silver light. As the silver light shone, figures one after another walked out of it, and so on, and finally

Eleven people walked out, supporting each other.

The first person was Ye Wuque, followed closely by Mo Qingye who supported Mo Honglian and Mo Baiou. Sima Ao put his right hand on Lin Yingluo's shoulder and limped along.

Smelling the delicate fragrance on Lin Yingluo's body, I felt a little excited.

Nalan Yan walked forward alone with her slender hand on her chest and an inexplicable look on her face. She was followed by two other monks from Tianfeng Main City who were lively and dull in appearance. However, their expressions showed how happy they were to survive the disaster; and the last one who walked out was

But it was the two remaining monks in Liuyun's main city. Their faces were pale, but their eyes revealed the slightest trace of sadness.

A group of eleven people left Yuanyang Heritage and stopped at the entrance of Yuanyang Palace. They stood quietly and looked at this ancient silver stone palace. Their eyes were full of inexplicability, as if they were recalling the shock of this journey.

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Only the last words Ji Yuanyang said to him flowed in Ye Wuque's heart.

Ye Wuque didn't see it, but the eyes of several of them fell on him vaguely, full of heartfelt gratitude and the slightest awe.

"Boom" and "Buzz"

At this moment, a shocking wave suddenly erupted in the distance, immediately attracting everyone's attention!

"That's...another place of inheritance!"

Mo Honglian's voice had a hint of strangeness.

"Yin..."

A boundless humming sound spread from far to near. This sound fell on Ye Wuque's ears and made his eyes freeze. He even felt a familiar wave from it!

"This is countless swords trembling in unison..."

Looking from a distance, Ye Wuque saw the steep mountain peak seven or eight hundred feet high, filled with waves of sharp aura, like a sword with a three-foot cold light.

Hanging high in the void, exuding endless sword energy.

"Feng Caichen..."

There was an astonishing fighting spirit in his eyes, and the blood in Ye Wuque's heart was stimulated by the boundless sword chant at this moment, and it slowly began to boil!

And the familiar wave he felt just now came from Feng Caichen.

"Brother Wuque, what's wrong with you?"

The daughter's voice sounded with a trace of concern. It was obvious that Mo Honglian noticed the fighting spirit in Ye Wuque's eyes and asked.

Lin Yingluo, who was holding Sima Ao's arm, also cast a hint of doubt.

"Haha, it's nothing, I just thought of a powerful opponent."

Ye Wuque smiled softly and replied, but although the fighting spirit in his eyes temporarily receded, the heat in his heart surged and burned like a blazing fire.

"Have you really become stronger? Feng Caichen, I really look forward to the battle between you and me..."

The words with fighting spirit and edge sounded in Ye Wuque's heart.

Outside the Hundred Yuan Realm, there is the void above the white jade stone platform.

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Wei Xiong, the second city lord who stood with his hands behind his back, waved his right hand, and the huge light curtain covering the entrances of Yuanyang Hall and Tianbai Peak disappeared into nothingness.

"The three days and nights of the first phase of the Hundred Cities War have ended. City Lords, please follow me into the Hundred Yuan Realm to determine the candidates for the second phase."

The majestic and powerful voice resounded in all directions, Wei Xiong waved his right hand towards the sky again, and suddenly a huge light door appeared in the world, followed by a vast and boundless void and ethereal meaning.

"Buzz"

The power of space swept across the world, and white light shone above the light gate. Wei Xiong took the lead and turned into a stream of light and was the first to enter, followed closely by a hundred figures shining with different lights through the air.

Above, it is the one hundred city lords of the one hundred major cities.

And those losers who were eliminated from the Hundred Yuan Realm were also brought into the Hundred Yuan Realm by the city lords of their respective main cities, but no one noticed that among the one hundred city lords, there was an old man with white hair and a gloomy face.

His expression at this time was extremely ugly.

"Buzzing..."

Just as Ye Wuque and the eleven were looking at another place of inheritance, a vast and unparalleled wave of light suddenly shone on the horizon, and then a huge light door appeared!

The boundless momentum poured out, almost sweeping across the entire Hundred Yuan Realm. This coercion made all the monsters in the Hundred Yuan Realm tremble at this moment, crawling low, and no longer looked as ferocious and wild as usual.

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"The first phase of the Hundred Cities War is limited to three days and three nights. This is over. To the little ones who are left behind, congratulations..."

The majestic and majestic voice echoed throughout the Hundred Yuan Realm, and a figure slowly walked out of the huge light door. The fluctuations around him were vast and unparalleled. It was the Second City Lord Wei Xiong.

Feeling the power of this void and ethereal space again, Ye Wuque and the other eleven people, who looked up at the sky, were also slightly excited at this moment.

Wei Xiong appeared, standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes as sharp as ever, and his face was expressionless, with only a hint of appreciation in his tone.

Looking at Wei Xiong standing on the horizon, a glimmer of light flashed in Ye Wuque's eyes. After passing through the Yuanyang inheritance, Ye Wuque understood that Wei Xiong, the second city lord, must also be a master of the Lichen Realm who can transform Soul Moon into Soul Yang.

And his cultivation is so powerful that it is no longer inferior to Ji Yuanyang in his heyday!

"Buzz"

Wei Xiong didn't see any movement, and a powerful force suddenly filled the void. This force overflowed the void, swept straight towards the steep mountain in the distance, and turned upside down in an instant.

Back, it contains dozens of young monks with strong cultivation, which is another group of people who chose to enter the Tianbai inheritance.

At the same time, Ye Wuque and the other eleven people suddenly found that they could not control their bodies, and were lifted up by an unpredictable force. Under the control of this force, they flew towards Wei Xiong on the horizon, and finally met with others.

Dozens of young monks who came out of Tianbai Peak stood together.

This was the second time Ye Wuque felt the wonderful feeling of being in the void. The last time was when Qi Shilong took them to the white jade stone platform. This feeling of standing on the void gave Ye Wuque an infinite yearning in his heart.

"One day, I will rely on my own strength to stand proudly above the sky, beside the clouds."

The heat in his eyes disappeared in a flash, and Ye Wuque once again had an infinite desire for higher cultivation and realm.

This scene not only happened to Ye Wuque, the rest of the young geniuses also had the same look on their faces.

Nodding slightly, Wei Xiong showed a trace of satisfaction deep in his eyes.

"Um?"

Suddenly, with the power of Ye Wuque's soul, he felt an unparalleled sharp aura coming towards his face, and then a powerful and domineering aura rose up around him, and his eyes followed the unparalleled sharp aura.

The next moment, the dazzling eyes met a pair of clear but endlessly sharp eyes!

At this glance, Ye Wuque instantly felt the blood in his heart begin to boil, and the fighting spirit in his eyes burned sharply!

"As expected, it's you... Feng Caichen!"

The one who looked at Ye Wuque was Feng Caichen, a swordsman prodigy who chose to enter Tianbai Peak.

At the same time, Fengcaichen, who was standing at the forefront among dozens of people in the distance, was in high spirits. His mouth suddenly moved and he spoke a few words silently.

"Very good, Ye Wuque, you really did not disappoint me."

For a moment, two scorching gazes seemed to be clashing in the void, each blooming with dazzling brilliance!

"Buzz"

Wei Xiong's eyes swept across the dozens of young faces in front of him, stopping for a moment on Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, and then the majestic voice resounded throughout the Hundred Yuan Realm again.

"Take out your Hundred Cities Jade Seal."

As soon as these words were said, dozens of young monks immediately took out their own Hundred Cities Jade Seal, and dazzling lights suddenly shone in the void. Among them, some were light purple, some were deep purple, but there was no exception.

, all are purple.

"Swish swish"

Ye Wuque, who was holding his own Hundred Cities Jade Seal, suddenly felt that his hand was empty. The Hundred Cities Jade Seal soared into the sky and shot towards where Wei Xiong was standing.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of Hundred Cities Jade Seals shining with purple halo gathered in front of Wei Xiong. He felt it slightly and waved his hand. Under Wei Xiong's control, the Hundred Cities Jade Seals appeared again and again.

Laser Void returned to everyone's hands without any deviation.

Once again holding the Jade Seal of the Hundred Cities that emitted a purple halo, these dozens of young monks who had met the requirements of the first stage of the Hundred Cities War were all soaring, and their tyrannical auras could not help but pour out.

It seems that after these cruel three days and three nights of rapid tempering and fighting in the Hundred Yuan World, those of them who can laugh at the end seem to have been reborn, their arrogance has been worn away, and their youthfulness has faded.

Three hundred young geniuses entered the Hundred World together. After three days and three nights of fighting and competition, only the last few dozen were left. Such an elimination rate cannot be underestimated and is extremely cruel.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The sound of clothes breaking through the air continued to be heard from the huge light door, and hundreds of figures kept walking out of the light door. It was the one hundred city lords and representatives of the one hundred major cities who were eliminated from the hundred cities.

The geniuses in the world.

With the appearance of the Hundred City Lords, the overwhelming coercion in the entire void poured out, as if the entire Hundred Yuan Realm was about to be unable to support itself, but then disappeared without a trace.

"Congratulations to you, you have successfully reached the first stage of the Hundred Cities War. I once said that in my eyes, you are all just rubbish, a group of complacent little shrimps, ignorant and inexperienced brats. Now,

I take back these words. You have proved to me with your actual actions that you are not trash, but they, those who have been eliminated from the Hundred Dollar World by you, are the trash."

Gently raising his hand and pointing behind him, Wei Xiong's majestic voice echoed again.

As Wei Xiong said these words, dozens of young monks who had successfully passed the test, holding flashing purple haloes, finally showed a smile.
To be continued...