"Yes, there are at least four or five thousand people entering this term."

"If we put it in the past, at least 3,000 people have been eliminated. Why are there so many fewer this year?"

"By the way, why didn't you see Ye Xiu being eliminated?"

"I'm also curious. I heard that the Saint Son of Wei Mo and the Saint Son of Leng Yuehan have joined forces to target Ye Xiu. After so many days, have they not been eliminated?"

At this time someone smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

"As long as you don't hand over the token or you're about to die, Ye Xiu will not be eliminated."

"It's not clear, the Holy Son of Wei Mo and the others planned to ravage Ye Xiu, so they didn't let him eliminate him."

"That's right. The three saints targeted Ye Xiu that boy, Ye Xiu is probably half dead now."

No matter what, the three holy sons are all in the top ten.

Could it be that he can't deal with Ye Xiu?

This is undeniable.

At this moment, the sky trembled.

A dazzling golden divine light suddenly enveloped.

Countless disciples looked up and all were shocked.

"Here you come!"

"The Palace Master is here."

"The Tianyuan Holy Pond is over soon!"
Chapter completed!