Chapter 865

The mighty neizong qualifying competition began and attracted the attention of all neizong disciples.

The nine elders gathered again to watch the neizong qualifying.

Among them, the three elders Zhao Shangren had deep resentment against Ye Qing. The deaths of his two outstanding disciples, Xu Yuan and Zhao Wenguang, were all related to Ye Qing.

Zhao Shangren wanted to kill Ye Qing himself, but there was no way to take Ye Qing because there was no evidence on hand.

A large number of neizong disciples gathered in the neizong martial arts arena, including many older neizong disciples. They have joined Donghuang Shengzong for many years and have been practicing hard, just trying to stand out in qualifying.

If you perform well enough in qualifying, you are qualified to become a true disciple.

Over the years, many true disciples have come to the fore through neizong qualifying.

Of course, there are other means to be promoted to zhenzhuan disciple, but it is simpler and rougher to pass neizong qualifying.

In the martial arts arena, many neizong disciples did not sign up for the qualifying competition, but came to see the play.

If it were not for the leader of neizong, it would be impossible to get the ranking. Many neizong disciples still know themselves.

Ye Qing walks among the crowd and looks around. Recently, Ye Qing has become famous. Many neizong disciples know him and admire him.

In the middle of Fengqi mountain, he killed the fire phoenix and ate the meat of the fire phoenix. The news came back to Donghuang Shengzong and scared a large number of people to death.

Among the crowd, there were many Tianjiao who were among the best in the last qualifying. They were surrounded by many inner disciples and all kinds of flattery.

Among them, Xiao Ziran is the most sought after. As a hot Tianjiao of neizong, he never lacks followers.

"Chi!"

Two cold electricity rushed out of Xiao Ziran's eyes and swept to the position of Ye Qing.

When neizong qualifying didn't start, Xiao Ziran made all kinds of noise. Now he finally saw Ye Qing. His killing intention was steep and prosperous in his heart!

"Boy, you are Ye Qing, the one who killed my brother!"

Xiao Ziran roared and looked as if he was going to kill.

"Are you the fool who clamored to compete with me? Now the neizong qualifying is about to start, I can give you a chance." Ye Qing grinned and looked light.

Xiao Ziran sneers, and his face is full of ridicule. In Xiao Ziran's view, Ye Qing is undoubtedly talking big and filling his face with fat.

"It's just seven times of fate. Don't fight with me alone. Try to reach the top 100 first, or you won't even have the qualification to fight with me! Understand?!"

Xiao Ziran is arrogant and doesn't pay attention to Ye Qing's. He knows that Ye Qing's strength is not weak and once killed the fire phoenix, but in contrast, he has more confidence in himself.

As the No. 1 existence of neizong, Xiao Ziran has won all battles without losing. He also has a nickname called Xiao Zhanshen.

There may be wrong names in the Jianghu, but the nicknames that are widely spread can't be wrong.

The name of Xiao's God of war is by no means a false name. There were many peerless Tianjiao of neizong who were hated by Xiao Ziran's men.

"Top 100? Isn't that a matter of minutes?"

Ye Qing raised her mouth slightly, and nearly 3000 neizong disciples participated in the qualifying, concentrating the elite power of neizong.

It's really not easy to stand out among 3000 people and rank in the top 100.

But Xiao Ziran seems to have forgotten that Ye Qing can eat even the fire phoenix. Why is it difficult to be in the top 100? His cruel words seem to have no nutrition.

Neizong qualifying was presided over by the elder. He looked majestic and hung high in the sky, giving people a feeling of inaccessibility.

Listen to the elder slowly: "all neizong disciples, the new neizong qualifying competition officially begins. Now, you have to fight in a scuffle and rob 100 battle platforms. After an hour, the disciples who occupy the battle platform will be promoted."

The elder announced the rules of qualifying. In the martial arts field, there were 100 battle platforms, representing 100 promotion places.

"Well, now, the competition begins!" the elder gave an order, and the neizong disciples swarmed up and robbed the battle platform.

"Woo!"

Ye Qing's mind moved and condensed a pair of light black flame wings, which fanned rapidly. The flame wings were extremely huge, sweeping away the people around Ye Qing.

"Excuse me, everyone. My wings don't have eyes."

Ye Qing grinned and dashed all the way. The crowd retreated and dared not approach.

The temperature of the wings condensed from the eight wasteland destruction inflammation is so high that many people around have lost their hair and eyebrows. Where dare you get close?

Soon, Ye Qing successfully boarded the battle platform and firmly occupied it. His flame wings were very huge and extended to cover the whole battle platform.

The neizong disciples who attempt to seize the battle platform will be affected by the wings formed by the eight wasteland destruction inflammation and can't move a step.

In short, you don't need Ye Qing to do it. If you have wings there, you can't open it. No one wants to come.

"Hiss!"

The neizong disciples took a breath and shocked their eyes.

The neizong disciples who watched the war were even more frightened, and they were shocked by Ye Qing.

Some of the female disciples have bright eyes and worship ye Qing incomparably. The pair of big black wings are simply handsome!

The dazzling big wings have attracted the attention of many little beauties. Some little sisters have stars in their eyes. Ye Qing's shape is too windy. They can't restrain their love.

Moreover, the pair of domineering light black wings directly occupied a battle platform, and no one dared to approach. No one could compare the momentum of shaking the past and shining the present.

"The top 100 in qualifying is very simple. I thought you were all kings, but I didn't expect a special group of bronze!" Ye Qing raised her arrogant head.

"Oh, yes, sorry, I was wrong. You are not bronze, but black iron!" Ye Qing added.

The neizong disciples present were very upset. Although they didn't understand what ye Qing said about bronze and black iron, it was obviously a kind of humiliation.

However, Ye Qing was so powerful that the hero didn't suffer the immediate loss, and the elite disciples of neizong didn't dare to move a little.

The selection of more than 3000 neizong disciples was a dark day. Unfortunately, everything had nothing to do with Ye Qing. Until the end of the selection, Ye Qing stood on the stage safely, and no one dared to challenge.

In the selection stage, Ye Qing undoubtedly won and became the top 100 in neizong qualifying.

Xiao Ziran's face is very ugly. Previously, he said that Ye Qing could not be promoted to the top 100. Now the result is unexpected. He feels a burning pain on his face.

Outside the martial arts arena, there are many neizong disciples watching. Xiao Ziran is known as the invincible God of war, but he doesn't want to lose face.

In today's neizong qualifying, Xiao Ziran has made up his mind to deal with Ye Qing. Even if he can't kill each other according to the rules of qualifying, he will make Ye Qing pay a heavy price!