Chapter 842

There are 800 stone pillars standing above the school yard.

But at this time, there were only eighteen.

However, anyone who can stand on this stone pillar has extraordinary details and has a huge origin.

These forces are not the branches of ancient big families, or the existence of a big religion.

At least there are strong people in the infant market.

Even this time, the escorts should have reached the palace.

Some escorts even arrived at the quasi infant market.

The monks under the stage looked at the forces that fell on the stone pillars, which were envied by Mou Lu.

These people, among their own forces, are only the powerful ones in the imperial palace.

The number of people is still extremely small.

"Those who stand on the stone pillars are the great forces of Tiandu. When you enter the forbidden area of Shenyuan, try not to fight them."

Under the stage, the eyes of the elder were rising, looking at the monk standing on the stone pillar and saying to the posterity under his own door.

"Well." Nearby, some young people nodded.

With their perception, they also found that the youth atmosphere standing on those stone pillars is obviously stronger than that of ordinary people.

Some people even vaguely spread the power of king.

"If only we could stand on that pillar?"

There are also young eyes envy.

The school is so big that it's hard to see the end at a glance.

If you can stand on the stone pillars overlooking the eight sides, how majestic is that?

"We?" There was a wry smile nearby, "we are a force in the southern border of Tiandu, but it is insignificant in the whole Tiandu region. If you want to stand on this stone pillar, you have to have a powerful man in the door."

The speaker came from the southern border of Tiandu.

However, beside these people, a young man in a blue robe was indifferent.

For the outside of the discussion, he did not ask, his eyes slightly narrowed, calm, has a strong ambition in the world.

This man is naturally the blue wind of xuantianzong.

Seeing this, many disciples of xuantianzong have their eyes shining.

"If elder martial brother LAN receives goods in Shenyuan forbidden area this time, he will be in charge of xuantianzong. Then, the people of our sect may really be qualified to step on the stone pillar and enjoy the admiration of all ethnic groups!" Some of the disciples of xuantianzong, Mou Lu, hoped that he would be a disciple of xuantianzong.

LAN Chengfeng, with his Hunyuan celestial body, is destined to become a king in the future.

At that time, xuantianzong's status will soar accordingly.

Think of here, xuantianzong people smile, can not help but look at the side.

Next to them, there were practitioners of other forces in the southern border of Tiandu.

People from tianjianmen, Fenglei sect, hunzong, etc. are all gathered here.

Although these forces have their own struggles, they come from one place after all. They all gather together in this strange place to avoid being bullied.

Nearby, people from the Sirius mountains are also there, but some of them are slightly mediocre, and some are nearly twenty years old.

Most of the young people around 18 took part in the struggle for hegemony.

Twenty is the top of the quota limit.

If there are many people of this age in one side of the forces, it can be said that they are too thin to produce young talents.

The Sirius mountains have lost many talents since the first World War in Nanyou.

However, these young people in their late twenties are also very talented.

If you take a closer look, you can find that there are seven young people in the Sirius mountains who have a deep breath and wear a hat.

The strength of these people is obviously stronger than that of the general practitioners of Yuanying environment. They seem to have reached the level of Yuanying jiuzhong. Among them, there are even banbu palace. Although these people try their best to restrain their breath, they can still attract some people's attention.

"These young men don't seem to be from the Sirius mountains?" The eyes of an elder in hunzong flashed. They could not help looking at the young people. With the powerful eye of the soul sect, they could clearly judge the breath fluctuation of these people.

"Maybe it's the lack of talent of Sirius mountain. Please help us." A soul of the elderly light said.

It is an opportunity, but it is also very dangerous. Nearly 40% of the people who enter it will die every time.

Therefore, sometimes the major forces do not blindly send their own people in, but also invite some people who want to participate in this grand event.

This is called foreign aid.

"Just their breath?" The old man shook his head.

He was a strong man in the palace of zhungeng. He had a strong soul. He vaguely felt that the breath of those young people was very strange and very human.

"The strong man of yingmen deduces Tianji, saying that Xiao Yun is not dead and will come to participate in the war of hegemony among all nationalities, but I don't know where he is?"

Among the crowd in the Sirius mountains, a young man of nearly 20 years old drew a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his sight swept around.

He seems to want to search for Xiao Yun's whereabouts.

"Now the people of Wuzong have not appeared." Another young man nearby murmured."If Xiao Yun appears, he will surely drink hatred in the forbidden area of Shenyuan." Next to a few of the Sirius mountain youth are Mou Lu ferocious.

In the forbidden area of Nanyou, Xiao Yun killed several famous children of the Sirius mountains.

This makes their revival hopeless!

Later, in the first World War of the ancient city, Xiao Yun burned the spirit and killed Qin Wanli, the contemporary patriarch of the Sirius mountains.

This made the Sirius mountains lose a lot. The old patriarch who had been closed down had to go out and sit in the middle of the Sirius hall.

Wuzong and the Sirius mountains seem to be the eternal enemies.

At the same time, when all parties have different ideas, there is a escaping light in the void, which is coming towards this broad school field.

If ordinary people, they will land in the school yard.

No one paid attention to it.

But the group fled towards the 800 stone pillars.

"It's another big force!" Seeing these people running away towards the stone pillar, there was a voice of emotion immediately.

"I don't know what force this is?" Someone asked curiously.

Because the formation of the team is very strange, a total of three teams, each leading some of the younger generation.

And the clothes are different.

Outsiders can see at a glance that they are not from a single force.

But they walked together and fell towards the pillar.

This stone pillar represents the identity, not who wants to fall can fall.

So when this group of people appeared, it was almost everyone's attention.

It is not only the people under the stage, but also the eighteen people who have already fallen into the stage.

In addition, the people in the heavenly palace on the hanging platform also cast light.

When these eyes gather in the team, an uproar is also resounding.

"That's from Wuzong!"

The pupils of the ten great powers in the southern border of Tiandu suddenly shrank.

In the group, they actually saw the people of Wuzong.

"The people of Wuzong want to fall on that stone pillar?"

Many people are not angry.

These forces are equal in the southern border of Tiandu.

Now they bow to school.

But Wu Zong wanted to set foot on stone pillars.

Is this to look down on all sides?

In surprise, they all looked at the leader of the team.

"The head of the group has a long breath and seems to have reached the infant market?" At this glance, the hearts of the practitioners of the ten forces in the southern border of Tiandu suddenly trembled. There were four elders, all of whom had the breath of infant ruins.

Even the head of the elderly breath is thick, there is a king's potential in the faint cohesion.

This is a strong man who wants to be king.

Although not a king, but this figure is enough to make the southern border of Tiandu overturn.

"How could Wu Zong catch up with such a character?" Seeing this, xuantianzong, hunzong, and the people of all major sects have different eyes.

It's hard to calm down.

This kind of strong person is superior to others and can't make friends at all.

How could Wu Zong have this chance?

"Eh, the young man around the strong man with the king's breath looks very much like Xiao Yun of Wuzong?"

Suddenly, an old man in xuantianzong's eyes lit up and his sight fell on a young man beside Xiao Yuanxun.

This is a young man in a purple robe.

"Xiao Yun?"

"How could it be him?" Hearing the speech, the monks of the ten forces in the southern border of Tiandu could not help but show a strange expression.

Then they all gathered their eyes in one spot.

But when I saw the young man in the purple robe, his expression was stiff.

"Is he really similar to Xiao Yun?" The crowd looked at each other.

"Hum." In the void, Xiao Yun also felt the light of everyone's eyes.

His eyes moved, looking down at the bottom, the corner of his mouth slowly hook up a radian, there is a look down on the world.

When Xiao Yun looks at him like this, the hearts of the practitioners of the ten forces are trembling.

"What's the similarity? He's Xiao Yun!" The cry of surprise resounded.

All of a sudden, the practitioners of the top ten forces were staring at the young man in front of him.

Xiao Yun!

For the southern border of Tiandu, it is a very familiar name.

At the beginning of the zongmen rating event, the young man's skills overcame all the heroes and made Wuzong win the championship.

Finally, in the first World War of Nanyou ancient city, Xiao Yun did not hesitate to burn the spirit and urge a treasure to kill Qin Wanli in the palace.

At this time, the whole southern border of Tiandu was a sensation.

The word Xiao Yun is also spread all over the world.

Many people here have participated in the zongmen rating event, witnessed the war, and are familiar with Xiao Yun.

Now I have to see Xiao Yun again. Many people have set off a storm in their hearts."Did Xiao Yun not die?" The practitioners of the ten forces all looked at each other.

Judging from the eyes of the young man just now, it is obviously Xiao Yun who they know.

"How could that be possible?" Many people shook their heads, "at the beginning, he was trapped in a space crack, how could he not die?"

"How do I feel that his breath fluctuates a lot, should reach the level of five yuan baby." Said the elder, who had a vision of the palace.

"What's more, there seems to be an inexplicable Taoist rhyme in him. Although he is just a practitioner of yuanyingjing, I feel as if I have become small in the face of a powerful man just now. This is very strange."

Said one of the elders.

The other side is just a glance, but let his heart move.

This shock is even more terrifying than that from the material world.

"Who is he following?" In shock, many people are surprised.

Wuzong is just a small force.

But now Xiao Yun's followers are the strong ones in the infant market.

As soon as they appeared, they were the strong ones of several infant fairs.

Obviously, this force is extraordinary.

So the practitioners in the southern border of Tiandu were surprised.

Of course, the most surprised and angry people are those in the Sirius mountains.

"The little beast is not dead?" The four elders of the Sirius mountains have gloomy eyes.

All of them stare at Xiao Yun fiercely.

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