No One Really Thinks Master is a Mortal, Right?

  Chapter 45 This is it

  Dongzhou area.

   Emperor Qiandi Daozong.

  At this moment, Emperor Qiandi Daozong is in full swing.

  Zongmen Grand Competition, which has attracted the attention of all sects in Dongzhou, is underway.

  On a high mountain, there is a circular arena opened in it. The arena is surrounded by large arrays to isolate the battle fluctuations in the arena.

  Amidst the formation, there are floating disks.

  There are snacks and tea on each disc, and the maid serves.

  And those who can sit on the disc are all representatives of a sect.

   Only those who belong to the big sect can be invited to enter, sit on this disc, and watch the sect comparison of Emperor Qiandi Daozong.

  As for the general sect.

  Don't talk about the small sect, even the medium-sized sect is not worthy of the Qiandi Dao sect.

  ……

  On top of the many discs, there is also the largest floating disc.

  On this disc, Sovereign Qian Yuan and many high-level elders are among the list.

  Leaves are also on it.

at this time.

   Ye Luo sat at a table and looked at the many elders around him, except for speechlessness.

  These elders are really like licking a dog.

  When he first came to the arena.

  These elders brought him directly to this large disk.

  What else did you say, all the invited guests are all sitting on this kind of disk, and there is one such large disk per person.

  Look again now...

  The discs below are too small.

  Where does your face say one piece per person?

  The elders of Dongzhou Holy Land are all licking dogs...

  What kind of style is this!

  Ye Luo glanced at the group of elders, and then at Sect Master Qianyuan, who was sitting there quietly and motionless.

   can only sigh secretly.

   is still the suzerain of Emperor Qiandi Taozong and reliable.

   However, having said that, he still has to make trouble in this sect.

  Master's command, he dare not forget.

  Ye Luo's eyes flashed, and he turned to look at the great elder next to him.

  "Grand Elder, your sect's sect competition, can outsiders participate in it?"

   Ye Luo said.

"How is this possible? The Great Sect of Emperor Qiandi Daozong can only participate in the elite disciples of the inner sect and the disciples of the major elders. Even the disciples of the outer sect cannot participate. How could it be possible for outsiders to participate, if there are outsiders to participate. , Then I am on the spot..."

  The Great Elder smiled.

  Half of talking.

  He suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened, and his voice stopped abruptly.

  "This...what about Ye Xiaoyou, do you want to end in person?"

  The Great Elder took a deep breath and asked.

   "Yes, great elder, I want to discuss one or two with the disciples of Guizong."

   Ye Luo nodded and admitted.

  The words come out.

  The Great Elder is also a little confused.

  There is no precedent for the participation of outsiders in the sect competition of Emperor Qiandi Daozong.

   turned his head and glanced at the many elders, wanting to see what the group of people thought.

  Unexpectedly, these elders looked up at the sky one by one, as if it had nothing to do with themselves.

  Looking at the great elder, that called a gritted teeth.

  I scanned for a long time.

   fixed his gaze on Sect Master Qian Yuan.

   hasn't waited for the great elder to speak.

  Sect Master Qian Yuan said a word lightly.

   "Everything will be handled by the Grand Elder."

Sovereign Qianyuan slowly spoke.

  Sit there alone.

  Still as a mountain, closed his eyes slightly.

  The great elder was relieved when he heard the words, and said earlier that he should handle it with full authority.

  So according to his temperament, it must be...

  "Xiaoyou Ye, if you want to participate, then go, but you are honorable, Xiaoyou Ye, wait until the disciples decide the top ten, Xiaoyou Ye will participate again."

  The old face of the great elder showed a chrysanthemum smile and said.

   Ye Luo heard the words, of course he had no comments. He picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and looked at the arena below arrogantly.

  In the arena below.

  The test has started.

  Two disciples were fighting, various brilliant spells were used, and various powerful magic weapons were sacrificed.

  Fighting hard.

  This is the fighting method between the disciples of the Golden Core Realm.

  Ye Luo, who was sitting on top of the disc, just glanced at it and felt bored.

  This is the Golden Core Realm?

  This is it?

  Loss, he thought how strong the Golden Core Realm was.

  Dare to love this.

  Isn’t this just a handy operation?

  The leaves curled their lips without a trace.

  The Emperor Qiandaozong, the dignified Dongzhou Holy Land.

  There is no reason for this disciple to do this.

  It should be just that these two disciples compare their dishes.

   Continue to look down, you should be able to see a stronger one.

   Ye Luo thought so, calming down.

   looked at the fighting technique below without expression.

  A little bit of time passes.

  A full half day has passed.

  When Ye Luo almost fell asleep.

  Finally, the elder called him softly.

   Ye Luo was awakened by the sound, shook his head, and turned to look at the great elder.

   "What's the matter, Great Elder, are you going to change to a stronger disciple right away? Okay, let me raise my spirits and see."

   Ye Luo sat up slightly.

  Thinking that it will be a strong disciple soon.

  This is no fault of him.

  In his eyes, those disciples are like children playing around.

  The strongest is the Nascent Soul Realm.

  Looking for a long time, he wants to sleep.

  What Ye Luo didn’t know was that the Zongmen Grand Competition was even better than the top ten...

When the elder    heard this, the old face was also stiff, but he quickly appeared as if nothing had happened.

   "No, no, Ye Xiaoyou, the top ten of the Zongmen has been compared, and the Zongmen Great Competition has come to an end."

   "Ye Xiaoyou, don't you want to participate, what do you think of it now?"

  The big elder smiles like a flower, the kind of chrysanthemum.

   "What? The top ten? This is the top ten?"

   Ye Luo was stunned.

  He really did not expect it.

   Tangtang Dongzhou Holy Land's sects are more than the top ten, this is it.

  There are only ten Nascent Soul Stages.

  The elder's face was stiff again, and he was really offended.

But after thinking about Ye Luo's background, he could only smile, and he said, "Yes, this is the top ten. It can't be compared with Ye Xiaoyou, you peerless arrogant talent. Why not end up like Ye Xiaoyou? I don't think these disciples are not. Your opponent."

   will not end?

  How can he make trouble if he doesn’t end?

  How can he fulfill Master’s instructions if he doesn’t end the game?

  If the master's instructions are not fulfilled, will his future Sect Master of Wudao Sect be unsafe?

   Ye Luo shook his head quickly, and said: "You will definitely end up in the end. Please take care of it, the Great Elder."

  Hear this.

The elder    could only nod his head, and waved his hand to the elder next to him.

  The elder knew, and controlled a flying sword, and flew towards the center of the arena.

  The elder turned around, facing Ye Luo, and said with a smile: "Ye Xiaoyou, you have to do it lightly, these ten disciples are the treasures of our Emperor Qiandaozong."

   Ye Luo nodded, without any humility.

  He felt that if he hit the ten disciples, it would be the same as killing a chicken.

  It’s just that Master said that he would make trouble...

  Just stepping on Qiandi Daozong like this, is it not enough?

   Ye Luo began to think.

  He is thinking whether Master has a deeper meaning.

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