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Second update

"It's the 20th-ranked Nine Nether Fire on the Spirit Fire List!" Han Yun was familiar with the Spirit Fire List, so he recognized it at a glance.[.z

The Jindan stage cultivators present were naturally not bad at their eyesight, and they all showed deep shock. Which of the thirty-six kinds of spiritual fire on the spiritual fire list is not unique and rare? This time, Xuanlan Sect actually used the spiritual fire as a prize, and it was also the top 20 Netherworld Fire. Is it really so confident, or is it the head of the Xuanlan Sect that the head is rust?

Han Yun couldn't help but sweep his eyes to the ten disciples of Xuanlan Sect, and immediately met Zong Ze's provocative look. Han Yun smiled faintly and turned his eyes. The guy was all happy and angry on his face, and Han Yun didn't take him seriously at all.

Han Yun's pupils suddenly shrank slightly, and his eyes fell on a half-closed little fat man. This guy stood there naturally, giving people a very strange feeling. Even if thousands of huge waves hit him, he would not be able to push him at all. Han Yun was so astonished that this little fat man should be the trump card of Xuan Lan Sect.

Han Yun's eyes swept across the face of the last female cultivator with a slightly dark skin. Suddenly, he felt a little moved and glanced at the female cultivator again. The female cultivator was tall and thin, and she was not beautiful or ugly. She felt the opposite, as if the wind could blow her out a thousand miles, which was in sharp contrast with the little fat man.

"Dispair!" Han Yun almost wanted to spit it out. It turned out that the cultivator's eyes suddenly met Han Yun. Two rows of black and yellow teeth were revealed under the "smile smile". One front teeth were half broken, and the red tongue squeezed out a little from the gap. Han Yun quickly looked away as if he had seen a ghost and said intimidatingly: "His uncle, he was almost killed instantly!"

"Puff!" A chuckle came from the row of disciples of Shuiyue Sect. It was Lin Jin'er who had been paying attention to Han Yun's every move intently. When he saw Han Yun looking at the female cultivator of Xuan Lan Sect, he felt secretly. When he saw Han Yun's expression frightened by the female cultivator, he could not help laughing out loud. His eyes were bent into two crescent meniscus and said intently: "I deserve it, it's better to be disgusted to you!"

Lan Zhenren turned around and glared at Lin Jin'er. Lin Jin'er couldn't help but spit out her pink tongue cutely, holding her face and lowering her head.

Han Yun couldn't help but touch his nose, but saw Lin Jin'er squinting at him from afar, and hurriedly looked away. Seeing Han Yun avoiding his gaze, Lin Jin'er couldn't help but feel annoyed, pouting her mouth, and turning her head to look at Han Yun like a fight.

Lin Jin'er's actions naturally fell into the eyes of the dark-skinned cultivator. A trace of viciousness flashed in the female cultivator's eyes, and a trace of smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This expression happened to be captured by Han Yun, and he couldn't help but feel astonished. The female cultivator actually had murderous intent on Jin'er, just because Jin'er laughed at her?

"Cough... Cough... Fatty Zhao, are you sure you use these Nine Netherworld Fires as a prize?" Ren Laogui said calmly.

"Hehe, there is still a fake? My Xuanlan Sect is a major sect, so I naturally won't keep my word!" Fatty Zhao covered the jade box and the temperature around him returned to normal.

"Haha, it's spiritual fire, my little family! You see it! Whoever got the first place? This Nine Netherworld Fire, ranked 20th on the spiritual fire list, belongs to him!" Qu Yuan laughed. The eighty disciples present all released strong fighting spirit. This is spiritual fire! And it's still the Nine Netherworld Fire, ranked 20th, it's strange if you don't feel moved.

Han Yun showed a smile on his lips. Although these Nine Netherworld Fires are powerful, they are not as good as the twelfth-ranked "Jedi Zihuang", so Han Yun is more interested in the "Gangtian Seal" and "Fire Gun".

Through comprehensive scoring, the order of prizes was finally determined. The "Nine Netherworld Fire" naturally took the lead. Next were the flame gun, the Gangtian Seal, the Water-avoiding Bead, the Shiyuan Stone, the Sword, the Broken Wind Sword, and the Purple Flame Ray Stone.

The top eight generals in the competition will receive corresponding rewards, with each person with the ninth and tenth place 100,000 spirit stones, and the spirit stones are provided by the sect of the last place in the competition.

The most important thing is that the top ten generals in the competition were sent to the ancient secret world for training. If you are lucky, you will get one or two ancient treasures in the secret world, and you may even have six or seventh grade spiritual medicines.

"Fatty Zhao, since your Xuanlan Sect has spent so much money, you will set out first this time!" Qu Yuan reached out and made a gesture of inviting, and the other six people naturally had no objection. This advantage was not very useful.

"Hehe, then it's better to obey your duty than respect!" Fatty Zhao smiled and turned around and waved his hand!

Ten disciples of Xuanlan Sect quickly walked into the teleportation array in the middle of the platform!

The teleportation magic array shone brightly, covering all the figures of ten people, and blond! With a light sound, the ten people completely disappeared into the teleportation magic array and had been teleported to different places in the South Demon Hunting Sea.

Next is from Jianyuan Sect, and finally it is the turn of Kumu Sect!

"Boy, the sect leader said he was optimistic about you, don't lose the sect leader's face. If you enter the top ten in the competition, our Kumu Sect has been using the upper and lower house system for tens of thousands of years, it will be cancelled. Hehe, to be honest, I really don't want you, a kid, to be honest!" Qu Yuan patted Han Yun on the shoulder.

"Hehe, don't worry, Master Qu, I will definitely disappoint you!" Han Yun smiled. A hint of sarcasm and jealousy flashed in Qu Moyan's eyes. He had never patted his shoulder like this and joked.

"Haha, little boys, let's go, this court is waiting for your good news here!" Qu Yuan waved his hand heroically. Han Yun and others agreed sternly and walked into the teleportation array!

"Brother Han, I'm a little nervous!" Tuo Hanyun whispered. Han Yun turned his head and looked at this guy. Sure enough, seeing this guy's face turned a little pale, he couldn't help but feel funny and comforted: "It's useless to be nervous. Ranking is secondary. It's important to save your life. It's just that something is wrong. Don't your Canglong Jade Carving fly quite fast!"

"Hehe, that... I'm not nervous about this, I'm nervous about what if I win the first place? So nervous and excited!" Tuo Hanyun smiled.

"Damn! This guy is more arrogant than me!" Han Yun couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Hmph!" A cold snorkeling came. The two of them looked up and faced the eyes of everyone. Qu Moyan's eyes were full of disdain, Feng Duo's face was calm, but Hua Ziliu stared at Han Yun lightly, her lips buzzed twice, and she didn't know what she said, looking at her mouth, "You wait!"

Buzz!

The light flashed, and Han Yun felt a huge force pulling his body, and a thousand feet of light appeared in front of him. The next moment, it sank from the sky, with heavy fog spreading around him.

bass!

The Feixue Sword appeared out of nowhere, Han Yun turned over lightly, stepped on the sword's body, and the sword light flashed and disappeared into the thick fog...
Chapter completed!