(At the request of a book friend, I am not writing a diary, hehe! There will be a chapter later! Wait for me! My power is unstable, and I will save the manuscript if I code 200 words! The speed is very slow! Please forgive me!)

"So the jade talisman entering the venue is this thing!" Xia Jian received a jade talisman from the elder of the Kunlun Sect, accompanied by the sword soul and sword spirit. "This thing is not very good-looking! It's nothing special! It's just the size of a piece, green and faint."

"Uncle Master, what number are you?" Jianhun asked Xia Jian.

"What number?" Xia Jian touched his head and thought about the sword soul.

"Uncle Master, if you use true energy to enter this jade talisman, you will know what number you are." Jianpo pointed at the jade talisman in his hand and pointed at Xia Jiandao.

"Uh! So that's how it is!" Xia Jian injected a trace of true energy into the jade talisman. "This jade talisman is good, and there are two chances to save your life. Just pinch the jade talisman and you can directly pass it out of the arena. You are considering it!"

"I am thirty-six, Sword Soul is 74, you uncle, you!" Jianhun reported his jade symbol and asked Xia Jian. Jianhun hoped that he would not be in a row with Xia Jian, otherwise he would compete in the same ring. This would be difficult.

"Uh! I'm Number One." Xia Jian said slowly at the sword soul and sword spirit.

"Uncle Master, are you actually No. 1?" Jianhun Jianto widened his eyes and looked at Xia Jian in surprise. No. 1 is the first to play, which means the worst. It is easy to expose his strength and consume his true energy. He is not very optimistic about the subsequent games.

"What's wrong with No. 1?" Xia Jian didn't understand the ring, but he just thought No. 1 was good. What is the male lead, No. 1, and No. 1, the female lead, isn't it very popular?

"Okay, all the young disciples participating in the competition have received the jade talisman! So far, 782 jade talismans have been distributed. Below are invited to the young disciples of the jade talisman number one, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, and 5th, 6th, and 3rd, and 3rd, and 3rd, and 3rd, and 3rd, and 3rd, and prepare to start the competition." The elder of the Kunlun Sect incited Zhenyuan to say to everyone on the field.

"Uncle Master, come onto the ring quickly!" Jianhun urged Xia Jian to do so.

"What? You're on the field now."

"Yes! You are the No. 1 Arena, go up!" Jianpo said.

"I actually had to take action at the first stop of the ring. A master like me could just hold on the field! Why did I get on the ring so quickly!" Xia Jian thought to himself and walked onto the No. 1 ring.

The ring was silent, and the people on the field stopped talking? Then, Xia Jian walked onto the ring and was isolated from the sound outside by the restriction on the ring. In this way, the sound below could not interfere with the players on the field. Moreover, the other advantage of this restriction was to prevent the leakage of the true essence in the competition.

Xia Jian looked under the ring, Ao Ling'er was looking at her, her mouth wide open and her hands danced, with no trace of the temperament that the dragon princess should have. Xia Jian smiled helplessly and continued to look at the ring.

She was also on the rostrum? Xia Jian thought to himself. "She? Mei Jiuniang, a person from the Demon Sect, can also attend the cultivation conference, and sit on the rostrum. Oh my God! Are the Taoist Sect and the Demon Sect in the novel? Why can Mei Jiuniang sit on the rostrum with laughter? This world is too crazy. Cats are used as bridesmaids for mice." Xia Jian didn't know that although there were grudges between the Demon Sect and the Dao Sect, this cultivation conference was just to receive tickets to the ancient battlefield. Can the Demon Sect not participate? Moreover, Mei Jiuniang has a respectful status in the Demon Sect, and it is not surprising that she sat on the rostrum.

Mei Jiuniang also saw Xia Jian who had just entered the ring on the rostrum. "I didn't expect that this fat man had not seen him for three years, but he was sent to the Shushan Sword Sect to compete in the ring. This fat man is interesting. I also signed this fat man with a favor! Top-grade fairy armor! Haha! Who can hurt me on the cultivation star?" Mei Jiuniang came to her senses and smiled at Xia Jian on the ring and nodded in a sign.

Xia Jian saw Mei Jiuniang nodding and smiling at him, and politely nodding and smiling at the rostrum Mei Jiuniang.

Xia Jian felt the ban on the ring for a moment, and when he looked back, he found that the contestant who was the No. 2 Jade Talisman was also on the court.

Xia Jian's opponent is a disciple of a small sect. He has never entered the ancient battlefield. This time he just sent someone to hope to get a bargain. He didn't expect to go to the ring in the first round. There are quite a few sects on the field that have the mentality of picking up bargains. Generally, disciples who can enter the top 50 will have the opportunity to get the chance to get the ancient battlefield, because many major sects have sent more than one disciple, such as the Shushan Sword Sect, which sent three disciples, and the Kunlun Sect has as many as six people.

Xia Jian bowed and said, "This fellow Taoist will be merciless later." After Xia Jian finished speaking, he smiled a bit of evil smile on his lips, because Xia Jian found that the other party's cultivation was similar to his, which means there was no suspense in this game.

Xia Jian's opponent is Mo Da, and his cultivation is the same as Xia Jian, and he is in the early stage of leaving the body. Seeing that Xia Jian is the same as his own, Mo Da also bowed his body and said politely to Xia Jian, thinking in his mind: "The cultivation is the same as me, and he does not meet the late stage of the out-of-body stage when he goes on stage like in the previous sects! Even the master of the detachment stage. The detachment stage! I have the fastest cultivation speed in the sects. It took me 280 years to finally break through the Nascent Soul Stage to reach the early stage of the out-of-body stage. I don't know how those people practice, but they actually reach the detachment stage within three hundred years." Small sects are no more than big sects like the Kunlun Sect of Shushan Sword Sect. They have top-grade crystals, top-grade crystals, and some elixirs as the auxiliary, and have high-quality cultivation techniques as the foundation. It is difficult to be slow.

"I still have a chance this time. If I win this game, I can give me a boost of face. I guess the leader will give me a low-grade spiritual weapon and magic weapon as a reward!" Low-grade spiritual weapons are already very precious to disciples of such a small sect. Many leaders of small sects use low-grade spiritual weapons!

"Start!" The elder of the Kunlun Sect used his true energy to transmit the voice to every young disciple on the ring.

"This is the beginning. I haven't warmed up yet! There was a guy who was warming up just opposite me. How could I warm up?" Xia Jian thought in a bad mood and smiled.

"Hi!" Moda took out his hammer-shaped magic weapon and shouted, hoping to win the lead. Moda's magic weapon was nothing more than the middle-grade magic weapon. He wanted to beat Xia Jian with this medium-grade magic weapon. All of them were the words of the disciples of Lin from the Kunlun School who satirized Xia Jian's "Prehistoric giant beast - mammoth."

Xia Jian had no interest in such an opponent, and his strength was too different. Xia Jian rubbed his hands on the ring, moved his muscles and bones, and began to signal Moda to attack him.

"Try my new trick to understand in "The Mysterious Decision" - Vicious."

Moda raised the hammer-shaped magic weapon and began to attack Xia Jian. The ring was only ten feet in a radius, and for the cultivation level of the out-of-body stage, this distance cannot be called a distance.

The hammer-shaped magic weapon stopped at Xia Jian's forehead. Xia Jian used the "Miscellaneous God Jue" - The Vicious. Moda now only felt that the magic weapon in his hand was controlled by something, and he could not go up or down.

"Ah! Master! Why are you here? Moda kowtowed to you." Moda's mind was dazed, and Xia Jian, who was standing in front of him, suddenly became an ordinary person in the bronze statue of Master worshipped in front of the Daily Palace.

With a "bang!", the hammer-shaped magic weapon in Moda's hand fell on the hard steel stone and made a crisp sound.

Then, "Dongdong..." Moda kept kowtowing, and Moda kowtowed violently to Xia Jian, his head was broken without any intention of stopping. He muttered, "Disciple offends the ancestor, please forgive me!"

Tens of thousands of cultivators on the field were shocked by Xia Jian's move. Then there was a burst of laughter.

Ao Ling'er even stood in her seat and shouted loudly to Xia Jian, her thumb was tall.

A short, white-bearded old man in purple robe at the end of the rostrum hurriedly stepped forward to tell the elder of the Kunlun Sect that his disciples had lost. He was unwilling to continue to embarrass him like this.
Chapter completed!