At the ring.

The senior management of Ximen Tiangong was already sitting above. Many senior management figures looked at this scene and felt a little excited. Today is the day when spiritual sons were born. Only the last genius monsters can become spiritual sons and enter the holy road.

"Do you think who will have the chance to become a spiritual son this year?" A graceful woman named Qinglian sat on the platform. She looked at the many disciples on the ring. For a time, there were crowds of people, with 30,000 disciples, but only 30 disciples.

"Wang Xueqing of the Wang family, if Wu Yang has Wu Yang in their team, she will definitely become a spiritual son."

"There are also Li Qingran, the Li family's beautiful daughter, Wang Duxing, the lonely swordsman, Gu Yun, the Gu family's son, Cangming of the Cangzhou family, and Xiao Fenghou of the Xiao family. It seems that many prides of heaven will come in this debate."

"This debate is so good." A man said lightly. His name is Qingyun, the palace master of Ximen Tiangong, and Qinglian next to him is his wife.

Over the years, they have witnessed too many outstanding disciples who have become spiritual sons.

Unfortunately, there are very few people who can pass the Holy Road in the end.

Ye Tian took Lin Weiwei to the ring.

Suddenly,

A huge uproar broke out in the whole world.

Many people cast disdainful expressions, and there was a strange smile in their eyes.

Ye Tian’s strength is too outstanding.

Only the eighth level of the Return Realm attracted many disciples to burst into laughter and disdain.

"roll."

A cold voice came, and it was Li Qingran, the proud daughter of the Li family, who passed by Ye Tian.

Suddenly,

The crowds on both sides made way back, with a look of awe in their eyes.

The 23rd Golden List, Li Qingran!

Li Qingran's expression did not look at Ye Tian at all, as if a disciple of such strength was not worthy of entering her Dharma eyes.

"If you don't have such strength, you should not be embarrassed by Lingzi competition." Wang Duxing, the man beside Li Qingran, spoke indifferently. There was a little contempt in his eyes when he looked at Ye Tian, ​​and a sense of condescending arrogance.

Many people shook their heads,

Such disciples are destined to become cannon fodder.

Of course, no one will pay more attention.

"Who dares to bully my brother!"

"My brother beats you later!"

Lin Wei pouted his mouth slightly and hummed. Her beautiful eyes were still a little dissatisfied. She waved her fists at everyone around her. Everyone just showed a look of disdain. Such a young girl also wants to choose Lingzi?

"He's still here"

"Why do you have to?"

Tang Xiaoran looked at Ye Tian from afar, lowered his head and sighed slightly, but a hint of contempt flashed in the depths of his eyes. If he had such strength, he would probably be too tender to participate in the Lingzi Competition.

Of course Ye Tian also noticed Tang Xiaoran,

Today, Tang Xiaoran was wearing light clothes and was held in his arms by Wu Yang, the third-place gold list. He seemed to have a little pride in his eyes, as if he was proud.

Wu Yang and Wang Xueqing came over deliberately. Tang Xiaoran pretended not to see Ye Tian, ​​and only snuggled in Wu Yang's arms. Her eyes looked at the boy beside her, and she was still a little awe, but she was secretly happy. If she could join Wu Yang, she would definitely be a spiritual son.

Wu Yang glanced at Ye Tian with a proud expression, and hugged Tang Xiaoran in his arms tighter. A sequential voice came: "Xiaoran, I didn't expect that you are still a virgin. Last night, I felt very comfortable for a long time."

The sound is not loud, but it can be heard into Ye Tian's ears.

"It's good if Brother Wu Yang likes it. He wants to take Xiaoran to become a spiritual son." Tang Xiaoran blinked and said softly.

"It's easy to say."

"Follow me, not as long as there is no future as with some waste." Wu Yang said lightly, and he still pinched Tang Xiaoran's chest hard. Tang Xiaoran snorted lightly, as if he was still enjoying it.

Wang Xueqing just smiled. She and Wu Yang were in a cooperative relationship, but she was still a little unhappy in her eyes. A useless disciple like Ye Tian actually wanted to let her take it with her. It was too boring.

"Are you angry?"

"Hahaha, what can I do if I'm angry? Brother Yang said that after a while, I'll use Tang Xiaoran for me." Zhong Tianli smiled strangely.

For a moment,

Many people looked at Ye Tian with cold eyes.

This scene was naturally seen by the palace lord of Ximen Tian Palace.

Qingyun and Qinglian looked at Ye Tian with their eyes, and also frowned slightly.

seem

There has never been a precedent for disciples at the eighth level of the Return to One Realm to become a spiritual son. In this debate, they may be directly eliminated.

"Dear prides of heaven."

"The battle between Lingzi is about to begin. In one stick of incense, only 300 disciples on the field can stay. The remaining 300 people will be confronted according to the team, and the last top 30 will be won!"

"Only thirty people can be spiritual sons!"

"And the first place will become the leader among the Spiritual Son. Everyone must obey his opinions, walk through the deep valley of the Netherworld together, march into the 6th Great Sixth, and successfully cross over, you can participate in the selection of the Holy Road!"

The voice of the Lord of Qingyun Palace came, and many people nodded.

The rules are very simple,

In the first round, there were 30,000 people, and only 300 people were left.

In the second round, there are groups of confrontations. As long as the group can crush all the way, all the people in the same group will become Lingzi, and the number of people will be thirty.

"I'll let this trash survive a bad life, but I'll take action to destroy him myself!" Wu Yang's voice came, and there was still a hint of mockery in his eyes, and his eyes were full of pride.

Suddenly,

The atmosphere on the field suddenly rose.

Many people were in a hurry to fight and looked at Ye Tian with malicious expressions. Most of the people here were teaming up. In the first round, it was called a battle between the teams. Thirty thousand disciples were quickly eliminated to 300 people!

The battle is extremely tragic.

"Young Master Ye."

"Sorry, I have a low status in my family and can't disobey my sister. I just want to know if we are still friends?" Wang Xueyao asked softly, with some prayers in her beautiful eyes.

"Calculate."

Ye Tian smiled and said, Wang Xueyao is not bad.

He even wanted to take the initiative to devote himself to him, although he refused.

Being friends is OK.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye." Wang Xueyao said softly, and she immediately smiled, "I hope Mr. Ye can show mercy and not hurt my sister."

Ye Tian's eyes were calm, "That depends on her choice."

"Xueyao, come back!" Wang Xueqing scolded.

Suddenly,

One of Wang Xueqing's team showed a disdainful expression.

His name is Zhong Tianbao, and he is Zhong Tianli's younger brother. He walked to Ye Tian in front of everyone, with a little disdain in his eyes.

"waste!"
Chapter completed!