V1.Chapter 413

On the huge square, there are four rows of people, corresponding to the blood puppet department, Dan department, Wu Department and Qi Department.

Chen Qiang had a general look, and the total number of students who participated in the trials was close to 100000!

It's just the number of participants this year!

However, Qingtian Taoist temple only selects 400 new disciples from the competitors every year!

That is to say, among the four contestants, only a hundred lucky ones will enter the Qingtian Taoist temple at most.

It's one in a thousand!

As for the losers

No one cares where they are!

When everyone arrived at the square, four elderly people suddenly appeared over the square.

"Disciples of Wuzhou Taoist temple, the annual Qingtian Taoist temple competition is about to begin!"

The four old men were standing in the air, obviously their accomplishments were all above the primary warlord.

First, a skinny old man said to the crowd below. "Qingtian Taoist school's disciple selection competition was first conducted by the blood puppet department.

A total of 21600 applicants participated in the selection of blood puppet disciples this year.

In the selection of the four disciples, only the blood puppet disciples have a large number of casualties every year, which is determined by the cultivation characteristics of the blood puppet disciples and can not be avoided. I believe the blood puppet disciples should know this in advance.

Although the selection of the blood puppet disciples is bloody, if you want to join the Qingtian Taoist temple, you must understand that the road of practice is not smooth, it is always accompanied by life and death.

Therefore, the blood puppet department's disciple selection contest will be held in a moment, so all other participating disciples should watch it carefully and not be timid, otherwise they will be disqualified immediately! "

Having said that, the first skinny old man made a huge arc in the air and said, "all the blood puppet disciples entered the arc for scuffle. The 100 disciples who won in the end were the third level disciples of Qingtian Taoist temple this year!"

As soon as the words were heard, more than 20000 blood puppet disciples with obvious appearance all entered the arc, and a transparent border immediately appeared around the arc.

The other three disciples scattered around and surrounded the whole huge border in the center.

Outside the skinny old man saw this, in the hands of a yellow Pennant a show, border neidun when a burst of smoke barrier gas!

Because of the existence of the border, the onlookers outside could not hear the voice inside.

More because more than 20000 people gathered together, smoke and dust, blood puppet disciples, blood puppet scurrying everywhere, even Chen Qiang could not distinguish the specific situation inside.

Of course, even if all the blood puppet disciples inside died, people outside would not care.

After all, the blood puppet disciples are terrible, which the other three disciples all know.

No one like that would like to make friends.

Meixin holds Yan Xue's clothes tightly in both hands and bravely watches the war inside.

After more than two hours, the huge boundary area was gradually empty.

A total of more than 20000 blood puppet disciples, after a period of blood and gall fighting, the number of people soared to about 1000, so that the audience's vision was clear.

It was not until this time that the four old men in the air began to pay attention to the situation in the border, and occasionally looked at each other and laughed. They must be communicating with each other.

After a period of time, the number of people fell to more than 200 again!

The space within the boundary is more open.

However, some female disciples like Meixin are more concerned about the broken limbs and corpses on the ground!

In just over two hours, more than 20000 lives have already died in this scuffle.

He is a senior blood puppet practitioner in the Holy Land and has a high status.

However, their growth process is almost a process of killing!

From the smiles of the four strong men in the air, we can see that before these blood puppet practitioners grew up, they were no different from spirit beasts and beasts in the eyes of the strong men!

Only after they really become disciples of the blood puppet Department of Qingtian Taoist school, can these people be really cultivated and valued!

"Alas! How disgusting! However, the killing is finally coming to an end! "

Near Chen Qiang, a disciple of Dan sect sighed. His face was already pale and bloodless.

And this time, Chen Qiang's attention, but on the border of a small body full of red hair.

What attracted Chen Qiang's attention was that the red haired man not only had a gorilla like blood puppet, but also controlled two corpse puppets at the same time!

During the contest between the two courtyards of Nanhu Taoist temple, Chen Qiang learned from the conversation between President Qi and President Zheng that if the cultivation was not enough, he would make corpses and puppets without authorization, which would easily lead to future backfire!

But the red haired man in jiejie didn't worry about it at all!

Chen Qiang didn't see it clearly before, but now there are fewer and fewer people left. Chen Qiang found that one of the two corpse puppets controlled by the red haired man always stood by his side to protect him, while the other and the gorilla blood puppet killed all sides, making him invincible!Needless to say, this red haired man will be trained by Qingtian Taoist school in the future.

In fact, although the trial is not over, the red haired man has been noticed by the four strong men in the air.

The old man in charge of the blood puppet Department looked at the performance of the red haired man and nodded his head.

Seeing this, the green robed old man said enviously, "Lao Feng, it seems that you have chosen your own disciple?"

Old Feng didn't hide his excitement at all. He burst out laughing, "that's right! Elder Tong, that red haired boy is born to be an elite of blood puppet cultivation. He will become a great weapon in the future!

With his potential now, he may enter the temple at any time!

How can Lao Feng let go of such a genius? "

"Well, it seems that all the blood puppet disciples are good this year. It's a pity to fight any more. It's not easy to cultivate a blood puppet disciple, Lao Feng. In my opinion, the remaining 100 or so people will stay?"

"Well, wait a few minutes!" Lao Feng's eyes lit up and looked at the remaining more than 100 disciples in the border, but he was not in a hurry.

Five minutes later, there were no casualties in the border. Old Feng waved his hand and the border disappeared.

"Good! The trial of xuehuaibu is officially over Old Feng Shen in the air gave a drink. He had already killed the red eyed survivor. Then he stopped.

However, in a short period of time, their respective blood puppets had not been recovered. Therefore, Xiang Xiang, the powerful blood puppet, smelled the smell of the onlookers, rushed over immediately.

"Ah - run!" The disciples of danbu and Qibu were not good at self-cultivation, and their faces changed greatly. In addition, the bloody smell just after the border was opened was too strong, so they quickly scattered.