Chapter 295

The ancient and striking altar stands in the afterglow of dusk, and the huge gate hovering on it is rippling with brilliance.

Countless expectant eyes gathered on the gate. Although they had not personally participated in the quota competition, they were no less enthusiastic about the quota competition than the participating teams, and each looked forward to the results of the quota competition.

Li Muchen's face was expressionless, but there was some look of expectation between his eyebrows: "it's a dragon or a worm. It depends on this time, little guy."

The elder surnamed Luo narrowed his eyes and said with regret: "This quota competition is not a normal hunting competition. Its competition degree is much higher than that of previous hunting competitions. I don't know how many teams can survive this quota competition. Is Li shouzuo worried about Su's defeat of the little guy? I don't know whether the little guy can be as amazing as his father. It would be a pity if he died prematurely in this quota competition."

"Su Ying, the strongest king, was so powerful in the past. Sanchi Qingfeng also frightened countless strong people in the end sword area." the elder surnamed Luo shook his head slightly, but his eyes swept towards Li Muchen, always paying attention to the change of Li Muchen's face. When he saw the sword eyebrow provoked by Li Muchen, the elder surnamed Luo Yufeng immediately turned: "If there are no mistakes in this quota competition, the winning team should be the sad love song team, followed by the guy from Qin prison. Xiqin has produced a lot of excellent talents in recent years."

"It's said that the Qin prison respected brother Luo very much in the past. Why didn't brother Luo accept Qin prison as an apprentice? If you had been taught by brother Luo, the Qin prison would be qualified to step into heaven in the future." the elder who had a good relationship with the elder surnamed Luo said: "Martial nephew Luo Kai has an extraordinary talent in sword array and is destined to follow the path of sword array. Brother Luo's mantle is just inherited by Qin prison."

The elder surnamed Luo stroked his beard and said with a smile, "I just want to."

When the disciples around the altar heard this, they all showed envy. The elder surnamed Luo actually wanted to accept Qin prison as an apprentice and could be accepted as an apprentice by the innate strong. The future of Qin prison must be bright. At this time, the stone sword standing around the altar trembled in vain, and the melodious sound of the sword rushed into the sky like a bell.

The disciples of the seven pavilions clenched their hands one after another. They knew that the altar of the relic fierce island had been operated and the participating team was coming back.

On one of the most unobtrusive platforms, more than 100 new disciples tightened their bodies and looked nervous.

In the distance, many Tianquan Pavilion disciples are whistling at these new disciples: "Hey, weak chickens, your arrogant leader is destined to be broken into pieces by Qin prison. Take advantage of such a good opportunity to seize the position of new leader."

"Elder martial brother Xie, stop laughing and lose Su Bai. These weak chickens still want to keep the position of leader of Kaiyang Pavilion."

Listening to the roaring laughter around, these new disciples looked at each other angrily. However, due to their strength and identity, they could only hold their hands tightly and their veins burst. Several calm new disciples whispered, "don't pay attention to them. When the leader comes out, I think they can still laugh."

Hearing these words, most Tianquan Pavilion disciples burst out laughing. These new disciples really don't see the coffin and don't shed tears.

"Silence!" the thunderous cold cry rippled to the sky. Li Muchen's eyes were like a sword. The figure sitting on the high platform stood up in vain: "it's not proper for you elders to make a loud noise below."

"Li first, calm down!" the elder surnamed Luo said with a smile: "the quota competition is over. It's human for those disciples to be excited."

At this time, the sharp wind gradually sounded over the altar, and a slender and eye-catching figure slowly walked out of the huge door. The man walked up to the altar surrounded by more than a dozen Tianshu Pavilion disciples. He looked flattered in the face of countless eyes, and then his frosty white hair was so dazzling.

The sad love song slightly arched his hand at Li Muchen in the distance and immediately walked to the altar.

"The team that won this time must be the leader of sad love songs. The next team should be the leader of Qin prison."

"I don't know whether the resentment between the leader of Qin prison and the leader of Kaiyang Pavilion Su Bai has been solved. It's a pity to miss this good play."

Seeing the appearance of the sad love song team, whispers came out of the dead crowd. At the moment, Li Muchen was too lazy to drink and scold. His eyes were like a sword and stared directly at the Guanghua circulating team. He knew that if the next person appeared was Qin prison, it would mean that Su was defeated "Little fellow, don't insult your father's reputation. These decent guys next to me are waiting to see you laugh?"

With the passage of time, the glory flowing on the huge door became more and more dazzling. However, to everyone's consternation, no figure came out across it. This strange scene made many elders frown. Some elders even looked at sad love songs and others in disbelief and muttered: "sad love songs, this boy should not kill other teams?"

Li Muchen raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the sunset at the end of the sky. Once the afterglow dissipated, even if the quota competition was completely over, even if there were a team, the points in their hands were invalid.

The elder surnamed Luo, sitting on the stone chair, gently tapped the stone handle with his hands and screwed his eyebrows together.

"Brother Luo, something seems wrong!"

The elder sitting aside frowned and whispered, "although the third day is the most competitive moment in the quota competition, those teams should also know that time is limited and how it will be delayed until now."

Hearing the speech, the elder surnamed Luo shook his head and said, "I'm afraid Qin prison and GUI Bufan are fighting. After all, the first place in this quota competition can not only obtain the qualification of the map of the sword domain, but also obtain many rewards. If they want to beat the sad love song, they can only win the points in the hands of other teams."

At this time, the sword chanted again on the dead altar. Some elders who were dozing opened their eyes and turned their eyes to the huge door again.

The elder surnamed Luo breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly got up.

At this time, the only remaining afterglow of the sunset just fell on the gate, where a slender and thin figure slowly appeared in countless lines of sight. Under the gaze of more than a thousand eyes, Su Bai walked out of the gate with his head down, walked to the altar with a unique rhythm, and suddenly raised his head. His eyes were as dazzling as stars. Su Bai calmly looked at the waiting figures below, and a bright smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

The scarlet blood clothes swayed in the wind. Standing in the afterglow of the sunset, Su Bai was like a relegated fairy facing the dust.

The air in the whole square seemed to freeze and fall into a dead silence. Only Su Bai's steady and powerful footsteps were left. Under the gaze of these eyes, Su Bai had no panic on his face, only calm and calm as usual.

Li Muchen's tight face finally showed a smile. The corner of his eye swept away the stunned elders surnamed Luo and others. He laughed and said, "the tiger father has no dog son. Su Ying has given birth to a good son."

Looking at the white face, more than 100 new disciples turned red. If they didn't care about the occasion, they would even shout wildly. The disciples of Tianquan Pavilion and some Tianshu Pavilion frowned and murmured, "how could this happen? How could the leader let Su Bai come out of the ruins and fierce Island unharmed?

Su Bai's footsteps floated slowly in the huge square, which made his eyes a little stunned and surprised.

Shua! Shua!

The figures of scholar and Xu Huang appeared behind Su Bai one after another. When they saw the surprised eyes around them, they all showed meaningful smiles, especially the shock on the faces of the disciples of Tianshu Pavilion and Tianquan Pavilion. Scholar and seven sins felt very energetic.

Ximen qiuzui held his chest slightly and followed Su Bai with high toes. Looking at Su Bai's tall and straight back, Ximen qiuzui's chest fluctuated rapidly and muttered in his heart: "from now on, Langya seven Pavilion will usher in a new era, which is the era of Su Bai."

Under the gaze of more than a thousand eyes, the whole team slowly walked towards the altar.

Until now, the figures of the other teams just walked out from behind the gate. They stared at Su Bai with a calm face under the altar with complex eyes and walked down the altar with some numb steps. When the last team walked out of the altar, the afterglow of the sunset just fell below the horizon. At the beginning of dusk, the atmosphere of the whole square seemed strange, because in these teams , they didn't find Qin prison and ghosts.

Suddenly, a bad feeling filled the hearts of the disciples of Tianquan Pavilion and Tianshu Pavilion. At the same time, an idea that made them feel depressed came out in vain: "should the leader of Qin prison and the leader of ghost be defeated by Su?"

This crazy idea just came out and couldn't be suppressed any more. Especially when they thought of the complex eyes of other team members, they immediately felt that it was very possible. It's just that Su Baining's cultivation of Qi State killed Tiangang state?

Cough!

Li Muchen coughed a little, turned his eyes to Su Bai and sad love songs under the altar, and said faintly, "are there any other teams?"

Li Muchen's words seemed to ask these participating teams, but his eyes fell on Su Bai.

Su Baiwei shook his head and said, "it should all be here."

"What is should? I want to answer accurately." the elder surnamed Luo frowned and said. At the moment, he was also a little uneasy. Up to now, Qin prison and Luo Kai did not appear, which means that Qin prison and Luo Kai are likely to die in this quota competition.

Su Bai frowned slightly. Obviously, he was not happy with the scolding of elder Luo. He closed his eyes slightly and didn't bother to pay attention to it.

It's rare that Li Muchen didn't care about the disrespect of the elder surnamed Luo. Instead, he showed a little smile. The old guy finally knew that he was flustered and continued to ask, "have you ever seen the ghost team of Tianshu Pavilion, Qin prison and Tianquan pavilion?"

For this problem, most of the participating teams were silent. Especially when they saw the gloomy face of elder Luo Xing, they were all silent. They just glanced at Su Bai from the corner of their eyes. On the contrary, Su Bai looked calm and light, and their eyes were more complex.

The whole square fell silent again. Just when Li Muchen was about to lose his patience and the elder surnamed Luo wanted to roar, Su Bai's lazy voice sounded again: "I killed them both!"