The eleven power lords of the twelve forces stood up at the same time, staring at Zhang Yan with cold eyes, the expressions on their faces were very calm, and they did not show any killing intent, but anyone could feel the terrifying killing intent from the eleven forces lords.

"Hehe, my disciple of Beishan, do you have any opinions?" Beishan Ancestor walked out of the crowd of disciples, and the lords of many forces turned their eyes to Beishan Ancestor in unison.

"The disciples you taught are so uneducated?" Blood Ling asked in a cold voice.

When Beishan Old Ancestor heard this, he looked at Xueling and laughed: "What is educated in your eyes?" Personable? Don't resist and don't speak out in the face of others? ”

Xueling's face sank, and just as he was about to refute, he heard Beishan Ancestor sigh: "Don't mention anything to me, if you want to say, upbringing, I Beishan don't dare to say anything else, in terms of character, among the thirty-six and one forces, I Beidoumen said that no one dared to say first." ”

"If you have to say that my disciples are not educated... So Bei asked you rhetorically, do you have morality? Targeting my Beidou Gate with despicable means, thinking that the people of my Beidou Gate are blind and can't see it? ”

"Well, old man Beishan, I can understand your anger and anger, but I am targeted, so I can't say it." The lord of power, who had been sleeping all along, spoke out aggrievedly.

Beishan Old Ancestor smiled: "I know, so I asked my disciple to show mercy, I don't believe you, your disciple can basically fight again, of course, the combat power must be discounted." ”

The lord of the force seemed to have just woken up, so he was a little confused, so he glanced at the battle platform, then smiled hesitantly, and hurriedly withdrew from the eleven people, all of them: "Then you play, I won't play, I don't have any grudges with the Beidoumen." ”

The other ten power lords all had stiff faces, how could there be a force lord with such a weak will?

Beishan Old Ancestor looked at the ten power lords lightly and asked, "You all stand up, what do you want to do?" Breaking the rules? Shoot at my disciple? ”

The faces of the ten people turned gloomy when they heard this, and they looked a little embarrassed.

"Please sit down." Xue Qingling spoke, and the faces of the lords of all the forces changed, and then swept Zhang Yan coldly.

In the middle twelve gates, in addition to the Beidou Gate, there are ten doors whose points are already unchangeable.

In fact, even if someone in the next twelve doors can still fight, it is useless, and basically there will be no point changes.

It can be said that Zhang Yan alone is about to end this qualifying battle.

Some people want to understand this, and they all smile helplessly.

Who said that the Beidou Gate would only guard the last position of the Middle Twelve Gate? Well, this time, all the forces have united to target the Beidou Gate, and the result?

But he will be trampled under the feet of the Beidou Gate.

It can only be said that this is the fate of the thirty-six major first-class forces, you must know that if it is not Zhang Yan this time, the Beidou Gate will really be trampled on very miserably, and the loss of face is a trivial matter, and I am afraid that many people will exclude the Beidou Gate when choosing the sect in the future, which is the most deadly.

Of course, if Zhang Yan tramples all the thirty-six first-class forces under his feet, then it means that the Beidou Gate will either rise unstoppably or be targeted by the thirty-five forces, which is a later story.

The three great powers stretched out the protective shield to separate the battle platform from the audience, and Xue Qingling announced lightly: "In the Innate Realm Theater of the Middle Twelve Gates and the Lower Twelve Gates, the Beidou Gate is in the first place, no one has an opinion, right?" ”

"I'm okay with that." The lords of the major forces spoke at the same time, opinions? If you have an opinion, you can only keep it, don't you see that people don't take them as the masters of these forces?

If you don't give Xue Qingling face at this time, it is equivalent to not giving face to the Emperor of Heaven, then you really don't want to mix.

"Yay!"

"Yay!"

"Great, Senior Brother Zhang Yan is doing well!"

"Oh my God, our Beidou Sect has actually become the first sect of the Twelve Sects Innate Realm, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

The disciples of the Beidou Sect are deeply proud, but at the same time they are proud and they are also a little incredulous, their favorite sect is actually Jackie Chan in January!

The eyes of the lords of many forces were cloudy, but they did not show it.

Xue Qingling looked at Zhang Yan and asked, "Do you still want to challenge the Twelve Sect forces?"

Zhang Yan smiled: "Since I can't see our Beidoumen sitting in the original position, then I naturally won't be polite." On the location of the twelve gates, it's time to move. ”

The lords of the upper twelve gates all set their eyes on Zhang Yan's body, indifferent, contemptuous, and cold.

The upper twelve gates have the majesty of the upper twelve gates, not everyone can provoke them, and the lords of these forces are unwilling to lose face, so they are a little annoyed when they see that Zhang Yan still wants to continue to challenge.

You're already the first in the twelve innate realms, and you're still not satisfied? Still want to go up? Don't you know that you are provoking the Twelve?

"Well, in my opinion, it's not necessary, right?" The Heavenly Star Sect Master said kindly: "The Beidou Sect has already proved the strength of their Innate Realm, and it is really redundant to challenge the Twelve Sects again. It's not good if you hurt the harmony. ”

"Hurt the peace?" The Black Immortal Ancestor snorted coldly, when the thirty-five or five first-grade forces were all aimed at him in the Beidou Sect, how could he not think about whether he would hurt the harmony?

Now that I'm in a weak position, what kind of harmony is it? How can there be such a good thing in this world!

"Hei Ming, take it when you see it." A lord of power spreads the word, and he persuades him with good words, and if he continues to fight, he will really offend the Twelve Sects, so there is no need.

When the Black Immortal Ancestor heard this, he laughed angrily: "Zhang Yan, me hard!" Beat them to the innate realm player called Dad! ”

Many eyes turned to the Black Immortal Ancestor, who had a frosty face at this time, and said loudly: "Old man, I am not a person who does not know how to advance and retreat, but you have also seen the fate of the disciples in my sect. You know better than I do why they were so badly injured. ”

The eyes of the Black Immortal Ancestor were gloomy, and his face was full of murderous intent: "Maybe for you, the disciples in the sect are just disciples, but for me and the old man of Beishan, every disciple in the sect is our bloodline junior, as an elder, how can we tolerate this kind of thing?" ”

"You will fight, then fight! Yes, that's how I protect my calves, just come! I'll do it all! ”

What bullshit thirty-six one-product forces? I am not afraid of the Beidoumen!

If you have the ability, you will join forces to me, if you can't kill me, I will you every day!

"Black Darkness, the anger is really big." One of the lords of power in the Upper Twelve Gates sneered.

The Black Immortal Ancestor smiled coldly, and then turned his head directly.

On the battle platform, Zhang Yan has already been instructed by Uncle Heiming, since Uncle Hei Ming said that he would fight directly, then what is he afraid of?

"Twelve gates, one hundred and twenty innate realms, please advise!"

Zhang Yan's voice rang out, sounding on the battle platform, and the twelve innate realms were dispatched at the same time, and the battle broke out in an instant.

The battles of the upper twelve doors were very harmonious, just a full test and competition, and there was no danger to their lives, so all the 120 people were still there.

Moreover, they are the top geniuses of the real thirty-six major first-class forces.

An even more terrifying battle energy erupted on the battle platform, and the protective shield was constantly impacted, and everyone only saw it, and Zhang Yan of the Beidou Gate alone overwhelmed the crowd and suppressed everyone.

"One, two... Ten..."

Zhang Yan has not moved his sword so far, and he has made everyone helpless with his bare hands.

At this moment, even the disciples of the Upper Twelve Sects were silent, they had no self-confidence, and they were not sure that their senior brother and junior brother would be able to defeat this young man named Zhang Yan.

On the battle platform.

Zhang Yan raised his palm, and one person was knocked away by him, vomiting blood in the air.

Several attacks landed on him at the same time, and I saw that his body was glowing golden, and those attacks did not exist on him, leaving no traces on him.

There was a shock under their feet, and countless flames rose from the ground, and many people thought they could resist it, so they resorted to defensive means, but even their various defenses were broken by the flames.

"I'm sorry, the thirty-six and one-rank forces, the first in the innate realm, I won the Beidou Gate."

Zhang Yan's voice fell, releasing a sharp sword qi storm!