"There are still a lot of acquaintances there?" Chunyu Liewen said jokingly, looking at the group of people from the Central Plains who had already arrived.

Others did not respond to Chunyu Liewen. The sense of oppression this man gave them was too strong. Those who had experienced the last modron war could still remember his methods and ruthlessness, but they had not participated in it.

Although people don't know what kind of existence she is, they have heard many rumors over and over again, and they don't want to cause trouble at this time.

Seeing that the atmosphere was so awkward, Chunyu Liewen didn't care. In his opinion, these people were just his whetstones, or the modron's whetstones. He needed strong people and people with extreme abilities.

His great ambition to unify the Central Plains region was only part of his goal. He even believed that one day he would be able to take over the entire continent.

Tang Xuan looked at the people in the Demon Tomb and swallowed silently. More than a hundred people came from the air, representing more than a hundred golden elixir monks, and there were not enough golden elixir monks from various sects gathered here.

Hundreds of people, judging from their superficial strength alone, instantly judged each other.

After a few days of silence, everyone was resting in place, waiting for the so-called battle place to be opened on the first day of the new year. They didn't know what would happen. After all, no one could figure out what this venerable man was thinking.

In the blink of an eye, the first day of the Lunar New Year comes and when the sun rises, a mellow spiritual energy comes from the quicksand and impacts everyone. No matter what level of cultivation they are, at this moment, they feel as if they have been baptized.

The whole body was filled with warmth, and even some people's old injuries had been repaired a little. Everyone here was very surprised. The cultivation required to create this aura alone was probably beyond the understanding of most people.

After the spiritual energy exploded, a huge hole appeared in the sky, facing everyone quietly. Looking into the hole, it was pitch black. For a while, no one on both the good and evil sides dared to act rashly.

"Good morning to you."

A figure appeared out of thin air above the hollow. No one sensed his arrival, and no one knew how he appeared. There was not even a trace of space fluctuation. The person was wearing a black robe, and the expression on his face was...

A very happy feeling, as if something great had happened.

After looking at the people below, the visitor continued: "You may have heard of me. You seem to call me Venerable, right?"

After hearing this, the following people began to talk about it. From the appearance, this person does not have any expert demeanor, but looks a bit like an ordinary person, but the hand that just appeared out of thin air is really terrifying, at least even if the people present

Even some Nascent Soul masters can’t figure out the reason at all.

"It's just pretending, how can you prove it?"

A disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect couldn't stand the other person's look and asked, but as soon as the person finished speaking, he stood up on the spot, and then his body, limbs and head left his torso in an instant.

The unexpected hand made everyone take a breath of cold air. The mysterious man who looked smiling just now actually killed a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect without any warning. During the whole process, his hands were behind his back without any movement or any movement.

No one can figure out how to achieve the fluctuation of force.

"Don't question me, you are not qualified." There was a little coldness in his words, but he soon returned to the casual tone: "I am here today to answer your doubts. I guess there should be something about that letter.

Many people think it is fake, and it is indeed a bit rude. However, I have also thought about it recently, how can I control this battle within a certain range? After all, you two have hundreds of golden elixirs combined, and more than a dozen

Nascent Soul, if you act unscrupulously, the whole of the Central Plains will be turned upside down by you."

At this time, Chunyu Liewen couldn't hold himself back. He had listened to the legend of this sage for a long time. He was still in the late Nascent Soul stage. He really wanted to know how big the gap was between himself and the legendary person. As his thoughts grew,

Going deeper, the whole person's momentum began to skyrocket, the venerable also looked in the direction of the modron, and everyone in the modron became nervous for a while.

The Venerable smiled: "Master Chunyu, don't get excited. You are no match for me now, and I am more talented and won't kill you now. I'll just let you experience it as you wish."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand from behind, put his fingers together, and tapped lightly in the air. Then Chunyu Liewen lay on the ground without any warning, and the ground beneath him was smashed into a big crater. Then the venerable retracted his hands.

, looked at Chunyu Liewen with a calm look.

After getting up, Chunyu Liewen knew that the gap between his two blows was too big. Even though his momentum was not at its peak at that moment, the pressure on his shoulders instantly gave him a feeling of being completely irresistible, and then he was pressed to the ground involuntarily.

, if the other party hadn't stopped in time, I might have suffered serious internal injuries.

After seeing this move, no one present dared to question the existence of the Venerable anymore, and no one would consider whether he was the Venerable in ancient legends. After all, with this strength, so what if he wasn't?

, I’m afraid no one here has the ability to resist the other party.

Seeing that everyone stopped talking, the Venerable nodded with satisfaction: "Then let's formulate the rules of the game."

Everyone looked at the Venerable in confusion, and the Venerable said slowly: "The incident in the Central Plains was started by the Demon Tomb. Judging from the intention, the Demon Tomb was preparing to destroy the major sects in the Central Plains in order to achieve the goal of dominating the Central Plains. However, since

Analyzing the previous actions, the modrons have only declared war on the three sects of the Central Plains. The other ordinary sects do not have much influence and resources in the Central Plains. As for the second sect, you modrons have not taken any action. I mean.

Right?"

"That's right." Chunyu Liewen responded. He didn't know what kind of medicine this venerable man was selling in his gourd.

"Then since the modrons have declared war and you have arrived at the quicksand today, it is enough to prove that your three sects have responded to the modrons' challenge, right?"

"Yes." Langbo clasped his fists

Others also agreed one by one, and the venerable nodded again: "Then, let's play simpler. The Central Plains has always been full of talents, especially recently, many young talents are also traveling in the mainland. I can feel that some of you

Many people have considerable talent, and over time, their achievements will definitely be high. Therefore, let's make a bet. The alliance formed by the modron and the three sects, you send people into this void according to your cultivation level, which I established

A small world is enough for you to fight. Since there are three sects, just conduct three games. One sect will be lost in each game. Each time you win or lose, disband a sect. If you win all three games, the modron will disappear.
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