"I've heard a lot about the elites from all over the world who participated in the trial, and I've sent someone to contact them in advance. This time, I'm going to take revenge on youmingsha poster! Even if I don't take her life, I'll let her waste her accomplishments and ruin her future. Ha ha ha... "Tang junhou is murderous and laughs.

In every Wuji trial, although the participants have been told not to make public, it is not strictly confidential. With the influence of the Tang family, it is not too difficult to inquire about it, and it is not difficult to win over these people.

You should know that the vast majority of people participating in the trial can't pass, and they will eventually stay in the Tianji continent. For the sake of the future, they will not refuse the young master of the Tang family.

Tang Xiyi can't help but take a look at Tang junhou. Then he finds that he has always underestimated the young master. Although he is usually in strange clothes and does not do his job, he is no worse than anyone in playing his mind.

I feel sorry that I have been kept in the dark and worried about him, but I don't know that he has already won over a group of helpers, and I don't need to worry about it.

Of course, what's more pitiful is Gu Fenghua. I'm afraid she would never think of it. Before the trial started, she had already been calculated by Tang junhou. This trial is the road to no return for her.

In the laughter of Tang junhou, the carriage sped away all the way. In mainland countries, there are also many young elites who are related to or have nothing to do with Gu Fenghua and rush to the same destination.

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Worried that they might miss the time, Gu Fenghua and some other people arrived at the ancient city of Mingsha three days earlier than the limit of a month.

The ancient city wall has been damaged by wind and rain. From a distance, it is no different from the sand dunes commonly seen in the Gobi desert. If it was not for a flagpole made of fine iron standing upright, the flag flying in the wind and the words "Ming Sha City" written on it, Gu Fenghua could not believe it. This is Ming Sha City.

A section of the old city wall collapses from it, revealing a big hole which is incomplete. It is estimated that it is the old city gate. A group of people just line up and enter the city from the city gate.

These men and women are all dressed in holy robes, but their styles are slightly different. They should be elite holy masters from different countries in the mainland.

A middle-aged man in a white robe was standing on one side of the gate, looking at several men with his back to check their trial tokens. This man is about forty-five or sixteen years old. Although he is not very old, he has an awe inspiring pride that seems to come from his blood, and a sense of dignity of being in a superior position.

Although all the elites from all over the world came to participate in the trial, all of them were geniuses among the geniuses, but they all had a kind of heartfelt awe for Wuji holy heaven. All of them stood in line honestly and didn't dare to say any more nonsense, for fear of offending the middle-aged man.

Gu Fenghua also lined up at the back of the line and moved forward.

"Are you Yang Anwen?" At this time, a young man took a token, looked at it several times, and then looked at the man in front of him. He was about to let go, but the middle-aged man suddenly said.

"Please tell me, I am Yang Anwen." The beard answered calmly.

"Do you think I can't tell if I grow a beard like this?" The middle-aged man said with a cold smile.

"I don't know what the adults are talking about?" The beard looks at the other side suspiciously, but the fundus of the eye has already shown the color of confusion.