Before the Linlang Fantasy Realm begins, the selection competition will last for three days until all 108 places are born.

During this period, it will proceed as usual even at night, so almost no one will leave.

For high-level monks, there is basically no impact on not having a rest for three days.

Of course, except Suluo.

"Ha, it's time to go back to bed."

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, Su Luo yawned and said lazyly.

Han Li: “…”

"Come back tomorrow."

Su Luo got up and patted Han Li on the shoulder, saying, "Come on."

Leaving this sentence, Su Luo jumped off the platform and walked towards the residential area.

Although the selection competition has been played all day, because many of the chief disciples and casual cultivators of low-level forces are waiting patiently, trying to avoid other strong enemies and go further, the second round has not yet begun, and Han Li must stay here.

It is worth mentioning that as of now, only the chief disciples of the four major sects and the old man directly obtained a place to enter the Linlang Illusion Realm without receiving the challenge. The other monks who entered the arena, whether they were the chief disciples of first-class forces or the famous casual cultivators, were all challenged.

Of course, some challenges succeed, while others fail. In short, everyone’s sorrows and joys are not consistent.

However, top forces like the five major sects naturally cannot send only the chief disciples to participate in the selection competition. Su Luo roughly estimated that about one-third of the cultivators entering the second round came from the five major sects. No wonder the five major sects can occupy half of the quota every time.

In addition, it is worth mentioning that some members of the Demon Suppression Division participated in the selection competition and successfully entered the second round.

After all, the cultivation resources in Linlang Fantasy are too rich, and there are a large number of spiritual medicines and treasures that have long been extinct from the outside world. Otherwise, how could the Demon Suppressing the Five Major Sects put pressure on the five major sects to hold the five grand events?

"Wait for me, Master Xinyuan."

Bai Suwei immediately followed.

"Amitabha, where are you going?"

As soon as Su Luo and Bai Suwei left the square, they were stopped by a patrolling monk.

Since there are too many monks from other places in Leiruo Temple recently, the vigilance is several times stronger than usual.

"sleep."

Su Luo answered truthfully.

"ha?"

The monk was stunned and thought he had heard it wrong.

"What, can't it be?"

"All right."

The monk looked surprised and quickly moved awkwardly.

Back in the room, Su Luo lay on the bed, and all kinds of strange moves flashed through his mind during the day. Then he closed his eyes slightly and fell asleep slowly.

The next day, early in the morning, before dawn, someone knocked on Su Luo's door.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

Su Luo got up and opened the door, and found that the person standing outside was Zen Master Jingxin.

"Amitabha, Master Xinyuan, don't you participate in the Linlang Fantasy selection competition?"

Since the talk that night, Zen Master Jingxin has never looked for Su Luo again. He originally thought that Su Luo would participate in the trial competition and compete for a place to enter the Linlang Illusion Realm. As a result, the first round was almost over, but Su Luo did not move at all and was even sleeping, so he couldn't help but find him.

"yes."

Su Luo's way is right.

"Well……"

Zen Master Jingxin smiled bitterly: "Okay."

After hesitating for a moment, he said earnestly: "I hope Master Xinyuan will not waste his talent."

In the eyes of Zen Master Jingxin, Su Luo's careless attitude is undoubtedly a waste of talent.

"I see."

Su Luo nodded.

He wanted to enter the Linlang Fantasy Realm, but the problem was that he couldn't get in.

"well."

Sighing, Zen Master Jingxin turned around and left without saying much.

Waking up by Zen Master Jingxin, Su Luo couldn't continue to sleep, so he simply went to watch the trial competition with Bai Suwei.

When we arrived at the square, there were already seven fighting on the eight stone platforms, which was quite fierce. However, compared to yesterday, the level was significantly reduced. After all, at this time, most of them were at the bottom.

The only stone platform without a challenger is standing at the peak of Yuandan realm, with a hideous face and a fierce and evil spirit. It is obvious that it is not a good character to mess with.

"Master Xinyuan."

Seeing Su Luo, Han Li immediately came forward happily: "When these guys finish, it's time for the second round."

As soon as he finished speaking, the only eighth stone platform without a fight also appeared.

The young man tied his hair with a golden crown, a jade belt, and a handsome and handsome man in his eyebrows. He bowed to the burly man on the stone platform and said, "I'm sinking to the mountain, please give me advice."

"Um?"

Upon hearing this, Su Luo raised his eyebrows lightly and showed a surprised expression.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Su Luo’s abnormality, Han Li asked.

"I've seen that Chen Yue."

Su Luo said lightly.

That's right, it was indeed the thirteenth prince he met in Baiyang County.

"oh?"

Han Lixun looked at him and thought: "In the late stage of Yuandan realm, I'm challenging the peak of Yuandan realm. It seems that I have great confidence in myself."

Although Han Li condensed the Xuan-grade Yuan Dan, which is far superior to ordinary Yuan Dan realm cultivators and can fight above the level, if necessary, he will never easily confront the peak of Yuan Dan realm, especially casual cultivators.

"He is the Thirteenth Prince."

Su Luo said.

"What?!"

Han Li exclaimed, which immediately attracted the puzzled gaze of disciples from the Bingyun Palace around him.

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay."

Han Li's old face turned red, he smiled and waved his hand, and lowered his voice:

"What did you say? He is the Thirteenth Prince!"

It is rumored that the Thirteenth Prince was the prince with the highest talent in the royal family after the Sixth Prince Zhennan. He advanced to the Yuandan realm at the age of nineteen, seven years earlier than Han Li, and condensed the earth-grade Yuandan. Although it is not as good as the Heaven-grade Yuandan of the Sixth Prince back then, he is also a super genius and will definitely grow into the top powerhouse of Qin in the future.

"Yes, have you forgotten the royal spiritual boat we saw in the Buddha City? It should be him."

Su Luo carefully analyzed.

"hiss."

Han Li took a breath of cold air.

So, the royal family did attend five grand events, and the Thirteenth Prince personally fought for the quota for the Linlang Fantasy!

No wonder this person dares to challenge the peak of Yuandan realm with his late-stage Yuandan realm!

"Little guy, are you going to challenge me?"

The burly man looked contemptuous and full of disdain.

"Yes."

Chen Yue nodded slightly, his face still not changing.

"Since that's the case, don't blame me for being rude."

The burly man grinned and rushed towards Chen Yue. His seemingly clumsy figure was particularly flexible and extremely fast.

call!

Before he got close, the burly man waved his hand and instantly caused a strong wind to sweep towards Chen Yue.

However, Chen Yue did not dodge or avoid, and was still in place, letting the strong wind blow, without moving at all.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yue punched out, and the speed was faster than that of the burly man!

Bang!
Chapter completed!