Although there is an opportunity to become a mortal saint.

But the quota of three people is destined that these opportunities only belong to the strongest people in the sect.

Others are definitely not qualified.

But... soon, everyone in the Martial God Sect noticed something was wrong.

Since there are only three dragon talismans, why does the sect call all the disciples?

According to common sense, for this kind of thing, the sect leader only needs to choose the person himself.

There is absolutely no need to take it out and announce it to everyone.

Feng Hao also felt that there must be something fishy in this, as a first-grade mortal saint had no attraction to him.

But he doesn’t mind taking a look to see what this so-called forgotten city is.

Are there any of those countless treasures worth referencing?

For example, does the appearance of the Forgotten City have anything to do with the revival of Chinese spiritual energy?

How did the Land of Mist establish a connection with Lin Zhou.

At this moment, the leader of the Martial God Sect signaled everyone to calm down and said seriously: "In addition to sending three strong men to compete for the first-class opportunity, the Martial God Sect can also lead a hundred disciples to fight with The geniuses of other sects compete together on the periphery, and what they can get depends entirely on their strength..."

Wow!

The entire Wushen Sect was in an uproar.

If the quota of three people made most people despair, the quota of one hundred disciples gave most people hope.

Especially...what opportunities they get depends entirely on their respective strengths.

This is simply a convenient way to improve your cultivation.

Feng Hao did not expect that an auspicious omen from a forgotten city could drive everyone in the Martial God Sect almost crazy.

"As for the three candidates vying for the first-class opportunity, this sect leader has already made a decision. The first one is this sect leader..."

The Martial God Sect leader coughed lightly. Two sounds.

His life is short now, but if he seizes this opportunity of a first-grade mortal saint, his destiny can be completely rewritten.

The Lianwu Shen Sect will also become one of the upper-class sects in the Southern Region.

Although Feng Hao had said to extend his life before, but...the uncertainty of time made him only regard Feng Hao's words as the last straw.

But now that new opportunities have arisen, he will fight for them no matter what.

The Wushen Sect reported his name, but there was noPeople feel surprised... because everyone knows that the sect leader needs this opportunity.

Otherwise, the Martial God Sect would be in danger.

"The second one is Tian Xuan, the first elder of the inner sect of the second-rank Martial Emperor."

"The third one is Tian Huan, the second elder of the inner sect of the second-rank Martial Emperor. "

The leader of the Wushen Sect swept his eyes across the disciples of the Wushen Sect and said seriously: "Do you have any objections?"

"No!"

All No one, including the elders of the inner and outer sects, had any complaints at all.

Everyone knows that a Mortal Saint is of great significance to the sect, so the candidate must be a second-grade Martial Emperor.

Then he must be the most powerful second-grade Martial Emperor in the sect.

Therefore, the inner sect’s great elder Tianxuan and the second elder Tianhuan are undoubtedly the best candidates.

When the leader of the Martial God Sect began to mention the quota of one hundred peripheral contenders, the entire Martial God Sect fell silent.

This is a carnival ceremony for the disciples of the inner and outer sect.

Whoever can get this quota is destined to make a huge leap forward, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"The quota is recommended by the elders of the inner and outer sects of Wushen Sect, and then... the final selection is carried out, and it is decided by the inner sect elders!"

The head of Wushen Sect promulgated the quota. method and dissolve the meeting at the same time.

In an instant, the disciples of the major elders rushed towards their respective masters and elders, their eyes were red...

The elders ran away when they saw that the situation was not good. The elders who were fast and slow had their robes torn to pieces.

Each of these Martial God Sect disciples was almost going crazy.

　……

In the field, only Feng Hao and Yang Jian, the big black dogs, and the members of the Five Dragons of China were relatively calm...

Strong men from other countries also joined the melee and cried for spots.

“Do you want to go?”

Feng Hao looked at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian nodded and said: "I want to..."

Wow!

The big black dog also nodded.

Suddenly, several people in the Dragon Group felt that Feng Hao was extraordinary.

It seems that Feng Hao can still get a quota.

But...

Yang Jian and Feng Hao looked like they were Chinese, and they thought this was good.of.

Select one hundred disciples from ten thousand people.

If Feng Hao and Yang Jian could occupy two of them, that would be very good.

After all, they had only entered the Martial God Sect not long ago.

“Feng Haoran, are you able to get a quota?”

Long Bufan looked at Feng Hao with a curious look on his face.

Feng Hao shook his head and said: "There is no way, but if you want to go, you can go to your elders to fight for it, but my suggestion... you'd better give up."

"Why?"

The other members of the Dragon Group suddenly became unhappy. What does this mean?

Does it mean that they are not as good as Yang Jian?

But in their opinion, Yang Jian is much weaker than them, and is not on the same level at all.

"You are still too weak now. Among those disciples of the Martial God Sect who can go, they are at least the fourth-level Martial Sect... and you are only the fifth-level."

Before The leader of the Martial God Sect said that the competition for these 100 places was on the periphery, which meant that there was a certain risk.

While people from other sects were talking about fourth-grade martial arts, the cultivation of Long Bufan and his fifth-grade martial spirits was no different from committing suicide.

Feng Hao did not want to see the members of the Dragon Group die.

After all, the senior Chinese officials had requested from him to protect these people and help them improve their cultivation.

Long Bufan said softly: "Yang Jian is only in the sixth or seventh grade..."

"He is different from you..."

Feng After Hao finished saying this, he motioned for Yang Jian to follow him.

The members of the Dragon Team looked at the back of Feng Hao and Yang Jian leaving. The second oldest, Long Feifan, clenched his fists and said, "Why did the leader ask us to listen to him? He is not Feng Hao..."

"That's right, is it because Yang Jian's name is the same as Erlang Shen, that he is the same as us? Then I can change it to Sun Wukong, okay?"

The youngest Long Buer Anger and injustice.

"Let's go, let's go fight for it..."

The third ranked Long Jiu said, they are the elites selected by China, and of course they are not willing to be seen clearly by Feng Hao.

Because Feng Haoran is not a strong person, he just destroyed the Martial God Sect’s Heart Refining Forest because of his good luck.

Because... even the head of the Martial God Sect said that Feng Hao has no cultivation level.

So for the dragon groupFor the members, they feel that Feng Haoran is more like an expert in theory.

In addition, he has good qualifications.

Only then can you climb the ladder and step on the cloud platform.

The members of the Dragon Group found Elder Xuan Tiance and said seriously: "Elder, we also want to participate in the peripheral competition of the Forgotten City."

"You? ”

Xuan Tiance was stunned at that time, and even those disciples who clamored for Xuantiance to give them a place were also stunned.

How long have you been in the sect?

Is it like having this kind of opportunity? Don't be afraid of daydreaming...

Besides, with their cultivation level, it is no different from giving away someone's head!