Eighty-nine! Long Qingtian was stunned, but he didn't expect that he would rise from more than 3,000 to within 100. This step was too fierce!

However, the ranking of these young men with swords and young men with halberds should be within one hundred or around one hundred, so Long Qingtian could suddenly rise to eighty-nine.

At this time, the Zixiao Palace Hall.

Compared with the previous six days, there were several times more disciples watching the list in Zixiao Palace Hall, and there were tens of thousands of people, each of whom were focusing on watching the changes in the list and talking.

Of course, Long Qingtian entered the top 100 and did not attract the attention of all the disciples. The disciples generally paid attention to the top 10 list.

"The second-ranked Lou Qiang's name has also turned green!"

"Lou Qiang is very strong. He was originally the most popular candidate for the inner palace assessment this time. Unfortunately, he met a peerless monster, Gu Fan. Otherwise, this must be his!"

"Yes, it is rumored that when he came in from the outer hall assessment, he was the number one in the outer hall in that class!"

"On this last day, the list changes very frequently. Look, those with more than 90, almost less than half an hour, change their names once!"

"Hey, the top five lists have changed. Look, Fu Chen, who was originally ranked fifth, surpassed Ouyang Xue, who was ranked fourth, and now he is ranked fourth!"

"It's really evil to have three-eyed evil pupils!"

"You guys say, how long will this ancient Fan name turn red?!"

"Red? There are ten hours left before the end of the assessment. I estimate that within five hours, the name of Ancient Fan should turn red!"

"I guess it's not that fast, it's about seven hours!"

This disciple, whose name would turn red within seven hours, suddenly stopped talking, looked at the palace wall with shock and excitedly.

The disciple, who was estimated to be within five hours, felt strange and looked up and opened his mouth wide.

"It turned red!"

"Gu Fan's name turned red!"

"This has never happened in the inner hall assessment for more than a dozen times. Gu Fan is afraid that this time he will alarm the head sect!"

"The bronze war god body has not appeared for thousands of years, so it is normal for the head of the church to meet him!"

Tens of thousands of disciples in the entire hall looked excited when they looked at the highest, most dazzling and shockingly red words of the ancient Fan family.

The hall was buzzing.

Zixiao Peak Void.

The old man with a beard said, "Old man Long, you have found the treasure this time."

Old Man Long laughed: "Of course, I, Lao Long, don't accept disciples at will. Every time I want to accept disciples, no one will do something amazing!"

The old man with a beard shook his head and smiled when he saw Old Man Long looking proud.

At this time, Gu Fan stood above the ruins of the ancient city and laughed: "It finally turned red!" The laughter was filled with endless pride. Indeed, the inner palace assessment name turned red for more than ten years, but Gu Fan did it, he, he, had the capital to be proud.

"However, more than 20,000 disciples, none of them deserve to be my opponent. It's so boring!" Gu Fan put his hands behind him and sighed to himself.

"Murong Qian." After a while, Gu Fan looked at the third place on the list and a beautiful face appeared in his mind.

"Huh?!" Suddenly, he glanced at a name below the list and said in surprise.

"Long Qingtian, 89th one?!" Gu Fan was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned cold: "I didn't expect this kid to die. After so many days of hard work, he finally squeezed into the top 100!"

"It's better if you haven't died, boy, I hope you don't die before I find you, your life is mine!"

"I, Gu Fan, want you to know the consequences of offending me, Gu Fan, that is death!"

Gu Fan flew away and disappeared in an instant.

Not long after the ancient Fan disappeared, hundreds of miles away, a figure slowly walked on the ruins of the ancient city. This was the solution to the young Long Qingtian who used a knife and a halberd.

The autumn wind is blew, making the streets frost.

Long Qingtian walked forward calmly on the gravel of the ancient city street.

"This kid is crazy? He dares to slowly walk on the street like this. Aren't he afraid of death?!"

"I think this person thinks he has some strength, so I do this!"

"Somewhat strength? Hey, he thought he was Gu Fan? He thought he was Lou Qiang? Apart from these two, who dared to walk on the streets so blatantly? This is simply a quest for death!"

"We go out and kill this person! Don't be in vain for his points!"

"Okay, let's take action now so that we won't be snatched by others!"

Some disciples hiding in every corner of the ruins of the ancient city saw Long Qingtian walking on the street and talked.

Suddenly, three figures flew up from the darkness and landed in front of Long Qingtian, surrounding Long Qingtian with a triangular force.

Long Qingtian looked at the three of them, his face calmly, and said, "Are you the only three of you? Others don't plan to come out, but they still dare not come out?" Long Qingtian's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the disciples who were still hiding in the dark.

"Boy, you're too crazy!"

"Looking for death, this kid's life is mine. None of you can compete with me!"

"Hey, I can give it to you his life, but the jade mark points on him are mine!"

Long Qingtian's words aroused public anger. Several shocking and anger sounded, and a figure flashed, and four more figures flew out of the darkness and landed in front of Long Qingtian.

"Four more." The Nine-tailed Tmall, lying on Long Qingtian's shoulder, stretched.

Long Qingtian walked on the street so exposed, so he naturally wanted to lead these disciples out. These disciples were hiding in various dark places, and it would be troublesome to find them one by one.

But this method is much simpler.

Long Qingtian looked at the seven people. Among these seven people, two of them were stronger than the young man who used swords and halberds.

"Seven people, I don't know how much they can be promoted this time." Long Qingtian said to himself.

The scarred disciple sneered, "How much can he rise? He is going to die, how much will he rise?" After saying that, he looked ferocious and smashed a wolf-toothed iron rod in his hand towards Long Qingtian.

"Boy, you're in hell, don't forget, your uncle's name is Chen Gui!"

Long Qingtian looked at the Scar disciple with a stick, his face was indifferent, and waved his right hand, and several strangely blue ice swords appeared. In an instant, he penetrated the Scar disciple's chest and then came out of his back.

The scar disciple only felt a huge pain in his chest and fell from mid-air.

"Star, Star Soul Master?" The other six people changed their faces and exclaimed in unison.

The Scar disciple lay down on the ground, twitched for a moment, and no longer moved.

A great martial artist died like this?!

The six people withdrew their eyes and looked at Long Qingtian, their eyes changed. Two of them even took a step back, looking shocked.

"It turned out to be a mutated ice star soul master. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant!" Among the remaining six people, a slim-faced young man sneered: "Interesting, interesting!"

Among the six people, this young man with slimming face is the strongest.
Chapter completed!