Above the wall of the demon-suppressing city, the old blind man sat cross-legged.

Behind him, a group of powerful practitioners in the Demon Suppression City appeared everywhere in the city walls. They were all the peak cultivators of the Demon Suppression City whose names were engraved on children's paper before. They looked at the scene in front of them with a little interesting interest.

At the foot is a wide field, round, and the end is almost invisible at first glance. There is a huge stone platform every 100 meters, with more than dozens of people standing on it. In the center is a Pisces pattern of the Yin-Yang Bagua Formation.

Regarding this battle between the human race and the younger generation of the wild demon race, it is not only as simple as selecting five people to represent the human race to fight, but more importantly, there is a deeper meaning behind him.

For example, the strength of the sects in the mainland, the size of the foundation of the seven holy lands in the next hundred or even thousand years, etc., and even some bargaining chips that are secretly indescribable, such as spirit stones and other treasures, are all on this assessment list.

The people in the Demon Suppressing City don't care about these things, but they don't stop them from watching the lively mainland.

In just half an hour, people walked into the huge round platform under the city wall one after another.

At first, the elders and disciples from Hua Zong and Haotian Sect, who savvyly occupied a place on the stone platform that was closest to the outside, and looked at the scene in the center with awe.

For these sect disciples who are from second- and third-rate or even less-affiliated in the mainland, it is a blessing to be able to enter the city. They dare not expect anything. If they can lucky enough to see the battles and battles of some truly top geniuses in the mainland, then the topic of conversation after returning to the sect will be enough to let them show off for more years.

"Who is Wei Chan?"

"Who is Daoyi?"

"I heard that Fairy Su Nian of Yaochi is a real fairy, and I don't know if I can see it."

"I want to know who Lu Chen is more, that's a big man!"

The elder was still showing his composure, but the disciples were whispering, facing the legendary characters, their eyes were tender and curious, and they kept sweeping towards the round platform.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp sword energy emitted from the sword was transmitted, and several people walked out of the city and walked straight to the stone platform near the center, and then sat cross-legged at the same time.

At the center is a middle-aged Muna man with black hair hanging on her shoulders like a lion's mane, an exaggerated sword mark on her face, and a long sword behind her back.

Looking at this person, many people's eyes were filled with fear.

"Why are the sword ghosts from Tianshan coming?"

"Strange, he must have just passed the 100th year of age and has long been a sword cultivator in the Breaking Air Realm. Logically speaking, he cannot participate in this assessment."

"Maybe it's just a look."

A familiar person looked at the wall, his eyes full of playfulness, and said, "This guy seems pretty good to fight on the battlefield, and his realm has improved. However, this time he came here to trouble someone, but he can watch another good show."

As time goes by, more and more people come, but the few round platforms at the center of the round platform are always empty.

Suddenly, a meteor fell like a rainbow.

The young man directly occupied the center stone platform on the left, only one person, with his hands wrapped around his chest and his face calmly.

Someone exclaimed.

"Wei Chan is here!"

Then everyone's eyes looked over, and when they saw the rumored back, their eyes were full of passion and admiration.

The reason is very simple.

A man who thinks he is one of the most inferior to him is also the most recognized peak person in the mainland!

The strong man on the wall of the Demon Suppressing City also involuntarily turned his eyes away, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes.

A martial artist with a ferocious scar on his body standing at the top of martial arts, sighed and said, "Just so young, when you see the martial arts luck behind this person, you feel that the peak of martial arts is hopeless. If he officially breaks the seventh level of martial arts after this competition, I don't know how many peers can see his back."

The evaluation of martial artists is the most realistic and accurate, and the rest remained silent.

With the arrival of Wei Chan, it seemed like a message, and the descendants of the Holy Land appeared with a series of radiant lights.

"Amitabha."

Another person sat down at the center stone platform, the bald monk Jiunian.

The golden cassock on his body seemed a little broken, and it was obvious that he had also experienced a hard battle in the battlefield.

More than a dozen people appeared on the round platform with the petals flying, each with white veil covering his face, graceful figure, and indescribably noble.

Yao Chi Su Nian stood at the center of the crowd, standing side by side with Suzy.

The two women looked ahead, and their white skirts fluttered, forming the most beautiful scenery in the Demon Suppression City, which instantly attracted the attention of countless young disciples. Even the elders with a successful state of mind had to recite the Heart Sutra silently to prevent themselves from losing their mind in a trance.

Several men in gray who were extremely repulsive of Yao Chi appeared on the stone platform, all with their hands folded their sleeves.

A man with gray eyes and a dead face stood in front.

"Canghai...isn't it Cheng Xuanyi?" someone murmured softly.

A long time ago, the born disciple who represented Canghai was naturally the Cheng Xuanyi, who had a very good reputation in the world of cultivation. He loved to kill demons and eliminate demons most in his life. More importantly, he had a very righteous face.

But at some point, Cheng Xuanyi disappeared strangely from the eyes of the world, and replaced by a young man named Chen Chu.

The faint words spread in the stands, but no one paid attention to them. Chen Chu even closed his eyes slightly and rested without saying a word.

Immediately afterwards, the Kunlun people arrived. Before everyone could see clearly, the old man in the center raised his head and said, "Daoyi was seriously injured in the battlefield and could not recover after coming back, so he abstained from this assessment."

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience let out irresistible screams, looking at each other, and seeing their inner disbelief.

Kunlun Daoyi is born with a Taoist fetus. Except for losing to Wei Chan when he was young, he has never met an enemy.

However, today I had to withdraw from this competition due to serious injuries?

"Why? Why did Daoyi lose before the competition?"

Someone couldn't help asking.

The old man said lightly: "I didn't lose, but I just fought too much, so I killed someone in the sixth place in the Ten Thousand Demons, and I was also a little injured." As soon as the words came, everyone was stunned again.

The person who asked earlier had his tongue tied up and murmured: "Zao...Zao...Zao...Zao...Zao?"

As we all know, the Wanmo Map is the strength list of the younger generation of the Wild Demon Clan, just like the Dragon and Phoenix List. The guy who can rank in the top ten must be the young strong men of the Demon Clan.

And such a person was killed by Daoyi before he could even wait for the God and Demon Platform.

Although Daoyi was able to associate it with it, it did not affect everyone's admiration.

The old blind man had known about this for a long time, and he looked calm and nodded slightly.

A brief calm appeared in the air.

The crowd's eyes began to lay a vacant seat on the stone platform in the center.

Other places are only here that are still empty.

In addition to the academy, there is no disciple in the Seven Holy Land. Naturally, there is another place. Although there are few people, no one present will neglect it.

"Uncle Master, I just said don't be so slow, it's already started!"

Yuan Sanjian's complaining voice came here.

The crowd looked over and the group happened to step over from the city.

At the front is a young man in white with a sword, beside him are Li Yihan and Han Shaobin, and at the back are the three swords of the tree Qianyuan and Xiao Qiuer.

The six people walked over calmly in line with everyone's eyes.

Everyone on the wall of the Demon Suppressing City cast a lot of eyes, and there was a strange feeling in their eyes when they saw this scene.

People in Jiange are powerful and easy to kill, and often die the most miserable people, with only a lot more than the Man's family in the city.

Although this group of people is relatively young now, it is the most popular in Jiange after all.

Susie looked at the side face of the man in front and clearly saw a trace of reluctance hidden deep in it. Her crescent-like eyes narrowed unconsciously, and her smile couldn't help but burst out.

Su Nian said curiously: "Senior Sister?"

Susie smiled and said, "Why, I haven't seen my senior sister looking at men."

Su Nian was stunned, then smiled helplessly and shook her head.

“Our seat should be there!”

Yuan Sanjian pointed to the round platform next to Wei Chan in the center, and then sighed: "Uncle Master, we are really good at it when you come."

Lu Chen said calmly: "Pickup?"

"The local dialect of Demon Suppressing the Demon City is very respectable." Xiao Qiuer explained.

Lu Chen nodded and passed by the people on the stone platform.

When passing by a stone platform that was very close to the wall, suddenly, a cold and hostile voice came over.

"I heard that you don't dare to participate in this God and Demon Station, so what qualifications do you have to stand there?"

The person who exited was the Tianshan Sword Ghost.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath.

Lu Chen ignored it and walked to the stone platform in the center. Then he turned his head and looked at the man with swordsman sitting cross-legged on the ground and said.
Chapter completed!