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Chapter 145 Magic Sound Valley

As winter goes and spring comes, the weather gradually warms up, green buds grow on the original withered branches, the new green grass begins to rise, and the earth regains its vitality.

The sky is gloomy and the drizzle is drizzling.

On the road, there are endless pedestrians, often in groups of twenty or thirty people, with uniform clothing, and their direction of progress is surprisingly consistent. There is the holy land of the Soul World of the Heavenly Wolf Empire, Tianlan Mountain.

Compared with the other teams with twenty or thirty people, Zhuo Tianzhao and his party seemed a little shabby, with only six people. A thin layer of energy shield wrapped around their bodies to block the drizzle outside. The six people followed the crowd without any haste.

Move forward slowly.

"There are too many people? How many sects are there in the sect competition?" Looking at the teams of people who could see everywhere, Xinghun couldn't help but ask.

"In addition to Tianlan Sect, Wanjian Pavilion and Moyin Valley, there are more than ten ordinary first-class sects, and there are more than 30 second-rate sects, which add up to 30.

There are about fifty families!" Wen Qi laughed. At this time, he was relaxed. With their current lineup, they can definitely be described as the word "terror". If Zhuo Tianzhao is excluded, he will not talk about it.

, a fourth-level soul king, two seventh-level soul king, and an eighth-level soul king. The four-person lineup alone is already above ordinary first-class forces, and Zhuo Tianzhao's third-level soul master is terrifying

With strength, he believed that even the three top sects would be difficult to produce disciples under the age of 20 who were stronger than him. The sect competition was the first. Wen Qi felt excited when he thought about this supreme honor.

"By the way, what is the competition mode of the sect competition?" Unlike Wen Qi's relaxation, Zhuo Tianzhao's mood was a bit heavy. Without the assistance of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword, he could not use the Pupil Technique and Blood Sword Ten without the help of the Blood Thirsty Demon Sword.

This undoubtedly caused his combat power to drop by nearly half. Those disciples of the sect must have some powerful soul skills. Although he still has a certain confidence in himself, he cannot tolerate him being careless. After all, this sect

The result of the competition is related to whether they can win a magical artifact, so he has to take it seriously.

"The rules of the competition are team knockout matches in the early stage. At this stage, it mainly depends on the overall strength of the sect players. The two sects will first have a disciple to compete. If you win, you can continue to stay on the stage. If you lose, you will end up with five in one side.

All disciples are eliminated, and the other party can advance. At that time, the conference will be divided into four groups. The champions of each group are eligible to enter the later individual knockout round. A total of twenty players from the four major sects will be disbanded.

If you draw lots and win two games, you will be able to enter the top five. The winning five players will re-contact the top five according to the winning rate, which is the order of the contract artifacts!”

"Among them, the initial draw and grouping is very important, and the three top sects will definitely be scattered into different groups. In other words, in the early team knockout round, among the four groups, there are three championships, which is basically a foregone conclusion, only the only one left

The group of people has just left a suspense, and almost all the sects are looking forward to being assigned to this fourth group, because only in this way can they have a chance to make a comeback."

"How strong are the overall strength of the three top sects in the past?" Zhuo Tianzhao frowned. The chances of being assigned to the group without the three top sects are only one-quarter. It's too small. He must fight well.

Their mental preparation.

"Overall, they are above the seventh-level soul king, and there are also those who reach the first-level soul master, and their average strength is about around the eighth-level soul king." Wen Qi recalled for a moment.

"call!"

Zhuo Tianzhao was relieved when he heard this. He thought too strongly about the strength of the top sect disciples. He originally thought that their overall strength would be at the level of Soul Lord, eighth-level soul king? Five of them joined him together.

Not afraid, let alone come one by one.

"Do you think everyone else is as perverted as you?" Wen Qi smiled when he saw Zhuo Tianzhao's expression, "Don't worry, with your strength, you must be the champion of this sect competition.

!”

"I won the most of it!" Zhuo Tianzhao couldn't help but curse in his heart. If Xinghun and the others failed to enter the top five, then his trip to Tianlan Sect would be in vain. Fortunately, they

The three are already not weak at this time, and the opportunity is still a bit. Zhuo Tianzhao now hopes to meet the top sect in the team knockout round and solve the threat in advance. In this way, in the subsequent personal knockout round, star

The chances of the soul and the others winning will be much higher.

"Yeah? What's going on?"

Suddenly, a commotion came from behind, and almost all the sects stopped and turned around to watch. In the distance, a team of about thirty people was slowly moving forward, with a unified black suit and above the right arm.

There was a round gray area with a purple flute with black flames inside. The team walked along the way, and all the sects avoided it, obviously they were afraid of them and their respect.

"Damn, who is this group of people? I'm so arrogant!" Xinghun curled his lips and said in discontently.

"It's the Demon Sound Valley!" Wen Qi answered his question, "The sect has no less than five soul emperor masters, and the magical artifact Heavenly Demon Flute Protection Sect. The Demon Sound Valley, which ranks among the three top sects, definitely has others.

Qualification to look up to it!”

"Five Soul Emperors?" Zhuo Tianzhao's expression changed slightly. Wouldn't that say that Tianlan Sect, whose status is still above the Demon Sound Valley, have more Soul Emperor masters? And the one who can keep watching the Tianlan Sect

How powerful should the power behind the Hungry Wolf Gang be?

"It's a long way to go..."

After sighing, Zhuo Tianzhao shook his head and quickly threw away these negative emotions. Now is not the time to consider this issue. It is the king to work hard to improve one's own strength. It is a matter of time to destroy the Hungry Wolf Gang.

, and there are shortcuts to improve strength. For example, a magic weapon! As long as you get the space dark demon finger, it is undoubtedly a great help for you, but whether it can be really successful depends on whether Xinghun and the others are competing for each other.

It's right.

The group of people from Moyin Valley gradually approached, Wen Qi stepped forward and whispered in Zhuo Tianzhao's ear: "Tianzhao, the man in charge is Murong Qing, the current master of Moyin Valley who has reached the fourth level of soul emperor.

The one beside him is Murong Qingtian's daughter Murong Zixin. She is only nineteen years old and has reached the second-level Soul Lord. She should be the champion of your sect competition this time.

A strong competitor.”

"Oh?" Zhuo Tianzhao looked up and saw that Murong Qingtian, who was in charge, was easily recognized. He was more than two meters tall, and his whole body exuded a domineering aura. This was the first time Zhuo Tianzhao had seen him.

A person with a body size similar to an iron block is simply a tall person walking among the crowd.

Next to Murong Qingtian is a slender girl, and the girl's height is almost reaching Murong Qingtian's shoulders. It is estimated that she should be 1.75 meters tall, and her tight black outfit makes her graceful figure even more.

It was wrapped to the fullest, with a long, soft and bright black hair tied around the mind by a blue ribbon. The perfect face was less feminine than a woman, but more masculine heroic spirit. The overall feeling was that four words could be used.
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