There were a lot of outer disciples on the periphery watching from afar, standing outside the formation, they didn't dare to walk into the formation, otherwise they would be considered by the disciples waiting next to them as disciples who were ready to participate in the competition, and when the time came, they obtained the benefits of the formation, and said that they were unintentional, but it would be troublesome.

Registration is only one day, and there is no waiting for the deadline!

"Ling Yan?"

That disciple had obviously heard Ling Yan's name, and raised his head and glanced at Ling Yan a little strangely...

The disciple in charge of signing up didn't know what his strength was, but his eyes were shining, and he was obviously a step stronger than the inner disciple.

"Oh? You are the Ling Yan who was punished by Elder Mo into the Black Water Pool? ”

The disciple's expression suddenly became a little strange...

Saying respect is not like respect, is there such a meaning to say disdain..... Complicated eyes... Emeral.

"This.... I guess so! ”

Ling Yan nodded helplessly.

"Oh..."

The disciple nodded, and touched a piece of white glowing fluorescent cloth on the table with one hand, rows of small black characters, as his palm swept over, they immediately appeared, Ling Yan took a look, it was all his own information.

"Please give me your disciple token!" The disciple raised his head and said, at this time, the information about Ling Yan on the screen flickered, and then disappeared.

"Give!" Ling Yan put away his gaze and handed over the disciple token pinned to his waist.

After the disciple took Ling Yan's disciple token, he pressed it directly on the glowing cloth, and an electric current flashed away, hidden on the token, and the disciple picked up the token and handed it back to Ling Yan.

"The competition starts tomorrow, and there are still a few games with your number recorded on this token, I hope you can win a good ranking in this competition and jump into the ranks of true disciples in one fell swoop!"

The disciple smiled slightly.

"Thank you!"

Ling Yan also squeezed out a smile and nodded.

People respect me, I respect people!

Taking the token, Ling Yan hurriedly walked away.

"No. 19 Arena... Not yet... That was around two o'clock in the afternoon. However, there are not many things recorded on this token, at least there is no record of who the opponent is..."Ling Yan pinched his outer disciple token and walked out of this Qingtian Field.

"Whew.... What a powerful breath.. This formation must be a master of more than nine changes, and he has also stepped into the innate limit, although the arrangement is not lethal, but the breath like Mount Tai is enough to suffocate me! ”

The 'Phantom Dragon' suddenly bubbled.

"The big array in the Blue Sky Field is rumored to have been arranged by Bai Fengyu, the head of the Immortal Palace, can it not be strong? ? But what did you just say?? Arranged by people who have stepped into the innate limit?? You mean to say that Bai Fengyu has also entered the innate limit?? ”

Ling Yan stopped and asked with some surprise.

"It should be right, in that breath, there are eighty-one kinds of gases, vitality, aura, essence, water, fire, wood, wind, etc., and of course, there is a pure and unspoken aura... Easy people, they can't arrange such a strong formation at all, I'm afraid that the person named Mo Yeqing is enough to choke..."

"White Wind Feather.... It seems that what Yue Meng said is right, this Bai Feng Yu is afraid that his strength can destroy the sky, just one Mo Yeqing, the second elder of the Immortal Palace, has such a power against the sky, not to mention the mysterious Great Elder, and Bai Feng Yu!! It's really incomprehensible, why are there so many masters in the Hall of Eternal Life, and among the top ten sects of cultivation, the ranking is only the last? ”

Ling Yan recalled Mo Yeqing's strength that could be reversed in his gestures, and he sighed in his heart.

There are so many masters, all of them are fucking in the top ten sects, is it possible that there are any powerful back-up moves in the other nine major sects, but you can ignore the masters?

"Hehe, Ling Yan, are you short-sighted, there are masters in the Hall of Eternal Life, don't other sects have them?? In the end, it is an ancient sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, these sects, there are some super powerful people, Bai Fengyu's strength is indeed very strong, but in the end, he is just one person, even if he can overpower the masters of the Shenzhou Continent and stand on the peak alone, what can he do? Can he Bai Feng Yu protect the upper and lower levels of the Hall of Eternal Life? If it weren't for Bai Fengyu's masters, I am afraid that this Hall of Eternal Life would not be able to squeeze into the ten major sects of cultivation, and I am afraid that many benefits that can be shared equally, it will not be the turn of the Hall of Eternal Life! ”

'Phantom Dragon' said.

"Huh? Do you know the Hall of Eternal Life? Or is it the Ten Schools of Cultivation? Why do you know so much? ”

Ling Yan was a little strange.

"I don't know!"

"Which... You.."

"Guess.."

..

"Ling Yan!!"

As soon as Ling Yan walked out of the Qingtian Field, an unexpected voice came out.

The sound is like a yellow warbler out of the valley.

Ling Yan turned his head and looked at the other end of the voice.

The pretty shadow, the bright eyes and bright teeth, the black silk in the wind, and the delicate body wrapped in satin are not tempting.

It's Butcher...

Mu Xue'er was standing with several men and women, and judging from their clothes, it could be known that they were all inner disciples.

And with Mu Xue'er's shout, everyone's eyes stayed on Ling Yan's body.

"He is the Ling Yan who was punished by Elder Mo into the Black Water Pool??"

A beautiful female disciple next to her asked Mu Xue'er in some surprise.

Mu Xue'er nodded, revealing a smile like a spring breeze, and then beckoned to Ling Yan.

"Oh my God, how did he survive five days??? That's a black water pool, it is rumored that it is countless times more painful than Ling Chi's black water pool, five days... How many people in this world can have this perseverance? ”

"I'm afraid that if you go to hell, it's not so painful, right? I've heard of the effect of the Black Pool.... Life is better than death, but if you can carry it for five days, I'm afraid the benefits are indispensable! ”

Several disciples next to him were also discussing.

Mu Xue'er's face was like a peach blossom, she beckoned, and shouted at Ling Yan.

"Ling Yan, are you also here to sign up for the Dragon and Tiger Competition? ? How many numbers do you have?? ”

"Hmmm! Number 3719! ”

Ling Yan nodded lightly.

"Oh!! I'm number 2486 and I hope we don't run into each other!! Mu Xue'er smiled slightly.

The beautiful female disciple next to Mu Xue'er covered her mouth and smiled: "Hehe, it's best not to touch it, Ling Yan, if you confront me, I won't show mercy!" ”

"It seems that some of the Dragon and Tiger lists this time have been spelled!" The tall man interjected.

"However, I'm looking forward to fighting with you, the former inner disciple, the strength should not be very bad!"

"Hmmm! Hopefully, you guys chat, I'm going to go to cultivation again, goodbye! ”

Ling Yan nodded, as if he didn't want to talk to everyone, but under the surprised gaze of Mu Xue'er and others, he left unhappily and slowly...

Just go, everyone was stunned...

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