Volume 6 Dance of Demons, One Thousand One Hundred and Eighty Elites

Looking up, three flagpoles with a height of more than ten feet were erected on the attic. The three broad flags rattled in the sea breeze and looked very eye-catching. Please remember our website novel http://www.Ыqι.

Inscribed on the flag is the symbol of Primordial Demon Gate, Tianyue Sect, and Blood River Hall.

On the open space in front of the attic, a high platform with a height of seven or eight feet was built. The high platform was crowded with people and surrounded by hundreds of people who were scattered about the tribe.

The disciples dressed in the costumes of the three major sects are busy on the high platform at the moment, and from time to time there are people who are scattered on the high platform, as if they are signing up.

Liu Ming and his party gradually approached the high platform.

"Junior heard that this Ascending Immortal Conference is mainly based on competition and fighting skills. Loose cultivators who want to participate in the conference should register with the three major sects, and then arrange a one-on-one arena competition according to their cultivation base. Only after winning three rounds can they pass. After screening, the seniors of the three major sects will identify the qualifications of the spiritual veins, and if they pass, they will be able to enter the walls of these Yunchuan sects." The big man with the surname Yue said with a longing look on his face.

Liu Ming's eyes fell on the three disciples on the high platform.

Immediately, he turned his eyes and looked at the tall attic behind, where the monks in the liquid condensation stage were all there.

He frowned.

In his sense of consciousness, a person who is quite familiar should be among them.

In the attic, a slender female cultivator in white stood by the window, looking at the crowd in the open space in front of her.

The female cultivator had a beautiful face, but her expression was very cold. She was about twenty-five or six years old, and she carried a long white sword on her back, which faintly exuded a frosty sword energy.

A burst of footsteps came over, the female cultivator in white turned around, and a young man walked up the stairs.

"I have seen Master Zhang." The young man bowed respectfully to the female cultivator.

"Okay, no need to be more polite, how is it going?" The white-clothed female cultivator waved her hand and asked.

"As of today, more than 300 loose cultivators have signed up for the conference," said the young man.

"Since the number has reached the target, let's start screening soon. The sea clan near Shuangao Island has been a little bit eager recently.

We have to do it as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night. "The female cultivator in white nodded when she heard the words. Then she walked downstairs, and said so at the same time.

"Yes." The young man followed behind, hurriedly agreed, and then secretly glanced at the white-clothed female cultivator in front of him, a look of awe flashed in his eyes.

This female cultivator in white is not only the top person in charge of the Yunchuan Alliance in Shuangao Island. He is also a member of the three true six sons of the Yunchuan Alliance. His cultivation has reached the late stage of condensed liquid. The special physique of the body is favored by the elders of the crystal formation stage of Yunchuan factions, and he is the most promising liquid condensing stage spiritual master in the alliance today.

"By the way, what's the current situation of the bloody Daoist friend?" The female cultivator suddenly turned her head and asked.

"Listen to the people in the Blood River Hall. The blood-disabled Master Uncle has not recovered from his injuries, and he is still in retreat for healing." The young man replied hurriedly.

The female nun frowned, then nodded and said nothing.

The two quickly walked out of the attic and came to the high platform in front.

The appearance of the female cultivator made the scattered cultivators gathered around the high platform suddenly discuss.

"This senior has a long sword on his back, and he should be the senior Zhang Xiuniang, who is in charge of the Tianyue Zong Jianxiu." Near the high platform, a big man surnamed Yue said to Liu Ming.

Liu Ming looked at the woman in white on the high platform with a stunned expression as if he had not heard it.

The big man surnamed Yue gave Liu Ming a strange look, but he didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and began to discuss with a few of his subordinates about going to sign up.

Liu Ming finally withdrew his gaze, and a strange color appeared on his face.

The seven-life relationship he had experienced with Zhang Xiuniang in the dream world of Gu worm made him have a peculiar feeling for this woman.

Looking back now, it is a hundred years later. To meet again here, I am naturally quite sighed in my heart.

Speaking of which, among the disciples of Tianyue Sect, apart from the little girl Gan Ruping, he also had some friendship with this girl.

However, the current situation is inconvenient to meet directly, and he plans to find another opportunity to meet this woman later.

on the high platform. Zhang Xiuniang didn't notice Liu Ming, and whispered a few words to the young man beside her.

The young man nodded, took a step forward, and said loudly to the many loose cultivators in the audience: "As of today, more than 300 cultivators have signed up for the Immortal Ascension Conference. The registration for the early stage of the conference will end here, and the stage selection will begin tomorrow. The process will be announced tomorrow, and all the Taoists who signed up to participate are recharged today to prepare for the battle of the ring tomorrow."

As soon as these words came out, the loose cultivators around the high platform suddenly burst into a commotion, buzzing and discussing.

"This fellow Tianyue Sect has several friends who are also attracted to the Immortal Ascension Conference, but I haven't had time to get here. I wonder if the registration time can be postponed for a few days?" A big man in a gray shirt said loudly.

"Hehe, don't worry, everyone, this time our Yunchuan Alliance has recruited more than 300 disciples who have signed up at the moment. The Ascension Conference will continue to be held. Those who can't catch up with this round, and in the future, don't be impatient." The young man said with a smile.

Hearing this, everyone in the audience immediately felt at ease.

"There is one more thing, I think you all know that now the sea clan is expanding its power, killing me and other human race monks everywhere, the high-level Yunchuan alliance decided to establish a stronghold on this Shuangao island. But all human race monks, as long as their identity is blue and white , you can stay here as foreign affairs disciples of my Yunchuan Alliance, jointly resist the invasion of the sea clan, and worship favorably." The young man paused and continued to speak loudly.

The loose cultivators around the high platform changed their expressions when they heard the words, and then their expressions changed. Only a small number of people showed excitement and applauded loudly, while most of the loose cultivators seemed to shrink.

The young man saw the expressions of the surrounding crowd in his eyes, frowned, and was about to say a few more words when suddenly a long laughter came from a distance.

"Friends of the human race, it's fine for you to recruit some disciples on a site, but now you are blatantly expanding your power on Shuangao Island, don't you take me too seriously!" Somewhere on the east side of Gaotai, a group of The black robe walked over menacingly, and a sinister voice sounded from the leader's mouth.

Most of these people in black robes are tall and thin, with white skin and a strange blue eye. The leader of the group is unusually tall, and the black robes on their bodies are embroidered with gold borders. Obviously, their identities are much higher than others. .

As soon as the crowd of loose cultivators near the high platform saw the crowd walking by, their expressions changed, and they hurriedly retreated to the side.

"It's a person from the elite clan!" The man with the surname Yue saw that the face of the person who came was also changed greatly, and he hurriedly took his few people back two steps.

"Jingjue clan?" Liu Ming asked with an expression on his face.

"They are the aborigines of Shuangao Island. They are also considered to be a very powerful alien force on the island. There are several experts in the condensate period." The surnamed Han said in a low voice.

Liu Ming nodded slowly when he heard the words, turned his eyes, and looked at the black-robed crowd. There were a few people there who had a completely different atmosphere from the others.

"It turned out to be the patriarch of the Jingjue clan, and Zhang Xiuniang has seen it." The Jingjue clan walked near the high platform, and Zhang Xiuniang waved her hand, causing the silver-robed youth to retreat, and said slowly.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you're welcome." Although the man wearing the gold-trimmed black robe just spoke arrogantly, he still seemed a little afraid of Zhang Xiuniang, his pupils shrank slightly, and he said unnaturally.

"The patriarch seems to have some opinions on our Yunchuan Alliance coming here?" Zhang Xiuniang's eyes flashed with a cold light, and she said word by word.

"Hmph, my Jingjue clan doesn't care about the battle between your human clan and the sea clan, you just need to recruit some disciples here, but if you want to establish a station here, it is absolutely necessary." Jingjue clan chief said in a tough tone.

"Oh, our human race doesn't mean to fight against the nobles. The establishment of a stronghold here is just to resist the sea clan." Zhang Xiuniang's eyes flashed for a while, and she said lightly.

"Hey, what you people say is nice, but once the Hai people know what you are doing here, they will definitely send someone to attack. It is impossible to guarantee that we will not involve the aborigines of Shuangao Island." The patriarch Jingjue said coldly. .

"Oh, what did the patriarch mean?" Zhang Xiuniang's face seemed to show anger, but it quickly subsided, and she said in a deep voice.

The Human Race established a stronghold on Shuangao Island, and may need to unite with other forces on the island to resist the Sea Race, so the He Jingjue Race can't be too stiff.

"It's easy to say, I heard that the Yunchuan Alliance has sent three spiritual masters this time, all of them are elites from the Yunchuan Sect, and Daoyou Zhang is a sword cultivator. He must have amazing strength. Let me ask you for advice and come to a three-on-three battle. If you win, I will never ask you any more, whether it is recruiting disciples or establishing a stronghold. But if you lose, hehe, from today onwards, human monks Don't step into Shuangao Island any more." Jingjue Patriarch smiled and said coldly.

Zhang Xiuniang's eyes flashed, and she looked up and down at the Jingjue Patriarch in front of her.

Although the Jingjue clan had some strength in Shuangao Island, their strength was at best similar to that of a large immortal clan in Yunchuan Continent, and now they dared to openly confront the Yunchuan Alliance directly, which was beyond her expectations.

The surrounding loose cultivators also showed dissatisfaction on their faces when they heard the words, and they made a loud noise.

"What, to ban all human monks from entering Shuangao Island, your elites are too much!"

"That's right, this is not the territory of your elite clan."

"Besides, we are only loose cultivators, not from the Yunchuan Alliance."

In the crowd, the corner of Liu Ming's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a sneer. (To be continued.) xh118