The city rises from the clouds.

City Lord's Mansion.

Countless young talents gathered here. At a glance, Ning Qi estimated that there were thousands of fighting kings, but fighting spirits like him were rare.

On a high platform in the center of the city lord's palace, stood ten Douzongs of different ages. The younger ones looked to be in their thirties or forties, and the older ones looked to be seventy or eighty years old. Ning Qi knew that they

Their age is not just as simple as it seems on the surface, these ten people are all deacons and elders of Yunqi Sect who are in charge of the outer disciples.

Duan Yingjun said that Yunqi Sect elders are divided into three levels. The lowest level is the deacon elder, Douzong can serve, and the higher level is the 'Tsing Yi Elder', who is responsible for the internal affairs and is also the backbone of Yunqi Sect. Almost

All major departments are run by the Qingyi Elders. They wear the Yunqi Sect's unique mid-level fighting weapon 'Qinglian Treasure Clothes' all year round, so they are called Qingyi Elders by the outside world.

After that comes the most senior 'Lamp Holder Elder'. Yunqi Sect has a total of four lamps. Each lamp represents the most important forbidden area of ​​Yunqi Sect. The lamp is the key to the forbidden area, and the elder who is in charge of the 'lamp' is...

He is respectfully known as the Elder in charge of the lamp. At the same time, he is also a truly top-notch master in the land of Dongxuan, Fighting Saint!

At this time, standing in front of the ten deacons and elders, was the city lord of Yunqi City - Yun Jinghong, a peak Douzong, a great master who was only half a step away from Douzun.

So when the ten deacons and elders looked at him, there was a hint of respect in their eyes. After all, Yun Jinghong was not only the city lord of Yunqi City, but also one of the three strongest deacons and elders of Yunqi Sect! As long as

As soon as he breaks through, he will be promoted to Qingyi Elder immediately!

Yun Jinghong glanced at everyone and said slowly: "Yunqi Sect will recruit 379 outer disciples this time. Since the number of people participating in the selection meeting is 30% more than in previous years, hereby, the time of the selection meeting

Delayed for ten days, a total of forty days. During these forty days, you are not allowed to leave the area I have designated. If you leave without authorization, you will fail directly. Apart from this, there are no other rules. Life and death are determined by fate. If you do not want to participate,

There is still a chance to leave now.”

No one chooses to leave. After all, the purpose of coming here is the same. They must become an outer disciple of Yunqi Sect.

Only in this way can we gain some foothold in the land of Dongxuan.

"In that case, please follow the elders."

As soon as Yun Jinghong finished speaking, he disappeared from the scene.

At this time, I saw the ten deacons and elders each throwing an object into the sky. The object rose in the wind. After a while, ten huge warships appeared in the sky.

"Qizun Pavilion's 'Qing Lang No. 1' battleship! Each one is equivalent to a Douzong-level existence! If you fight the enemy on the battleship, you can at least deal with two to three Douzong at the same time! It's worth 100,000 yuan

Low-grade spiritual crystal! As expected of the Yunqi Sect, even the deacons and elders own a Blue Wolf No. 1!"

Duan Yingjun had a look of envy on his face.

In the Shenlonghou Mansion, only a few elder-level figures, or Duan Lingyu, who was born a genius, owned the battleships of the Qi Zun Pavilion.

At this time, the battleship was hundreds of meters above the ground. Ning Qi saw the people around him flying up one by one, while some fighting spirits had anxious looks on their faces.

They didn't expect that the first level of the selection meeting would turn out like this?

"Brother Ning, hold me and I will take you up."

Duan Yingjun said.

"No need."

Ning Qi smiled and soared directly into the sky. The Wind Boots on his feet were not for show. Flying at a short distance and at low altitude, it would not be a problem for him.

"Brother Ning still has this kind of method. Damn, even though he comes from the White Tiger Empire, he is much better than me, the bastard of the Shenlong Marquis Mansion."

Duan Yingjun looked at Ning Qi enviously, and then quickly flew up. Because his body was too strong, his flying speed was obviously different from other fighting kings.

Arriving on the battleship, Ning Qi looked down and saw about thirty fighting spirits, looking up at them helplessly.

"Look, more than thirty people will be eliminated directly, but that's fine. They will die if they go to the vast forest. Not only do they have to face powerful monsters, but they also have to guard against being used as shields, bait, and cannon fodder."

Duan Yingjun glanced at them and said with some schadenfreude.

Suddenly he remembered that Ning Qi was also a peak fighting spirit, and fearing that Ning Qi would misunderstand him, he quickly added: "Of course, I won't use Brother Ning as cannon fodder, don't worry."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.

The group of deacons and elders did not even look at the people who had no way to board the battleship, and directly drove the battleship towards the vast forest.

Half a day later.

Ning Qi saw endless mountains and forests ahead.

I saw ten warships flying to different directions and standing in the void.

"You are waiting here."

The elder deacon on the battleship said coldly, then flew over the forest, ejecting something from his hand from time to time. Because the speed was too fast, Ning Qi couldn't see what they ejected.

"The elders are setting up formations and encircling the area."

Duan Yingjun said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw golden threads appearing in the vast forest below. These golden threads continued to extend, and finally connected together, enclosing an extremely huge area, estimated to be several thousand square kilometers.

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"Go down."

The elder deacon returned to the battleship and said in a deep voice.

Immediately afterwards, everyone left the battleship and landed in the area below.

As soon as he landed, Duan Yingjun pulled Ning Qi and said: "Let's go quickly, there are too many people here, you are just a peak fighting spirit, you are too conspicuous."

Sure enough, Ning Qi could feel many eyes on him, but they had some scruples and no one chose to take action. Instead, they formed small teams and left.

It wasn't until he couldn't see anyone else that Duan Yingjun stopped panting, his body covered in sweat.

"Brother Duan, it's time to lose some of the fat on your body."

Ning Qi sighed.

"I can't help it. In addition to trying to get ahead in my life, my other hobby is eating. Brother Ning, please pay attention to whether there are any monsters around. Let's hunt one to feed our stomach first, so that we can survive the next forty years."

sky."

Duan Yingjun patted his belly and smiled.

"..." Ning Qi.

For the next four or five days, the vast forest seemed very peaceful. Ning Qi and Duan Yingjun did not meet anyone else, but they met a few monsters, all of which were beaten by Duan Yingjun.

In the sky above his head, ten warships kept flying around, and Ning Qi felt that occasionally they would stay above his head for a few breaths.

It seems that these deacons and elders have been observing the movements of the selection meeting.

"Brother Duan, are we just hiding like this?"

Ning Qi looked at Duan Yingjun who was grilling meat and asked.

Duan Yingjun said carelessly: "Otherwise, we have to hide until the time is almost up and then find an opportunity to take action. As long as we fight a few good battles by then, we might be selected as outer disciples."

But his thoughts are beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
Chapter completed!