A gathering of heroes and countless people gathered here. The elders and seniors of all the major sects were all sitting on the high platform next to the martial arts stage.
The three saints of the Confucian sect fluttered in white, and released streams of profound spiritual power from their hands.
Standing next to Qing Lingtian was a pretty woman, that was Qing Yun.
"Is everything okay?"
Qing Lingtian asked with a smile.
"Dad, we will definitely win the top three this time. No matter what, we will definitely win."
Qingyun took a deep breath and said, but there was some deep helplessness hidden in her eyes: "But... Su Li lured Bai Hu away, I'm afraid of him..."
Hearing Qingyun's worries, Qing Lingtian burst into laughter.
"Don't worry, that kid won't die. If he is strong enough, he may still get another chance."
"I have been planning for hundreds of years and have been waiting for today. If the disciples of the Eternal Immortal Palace are not as good as Su Li, maybe the opportunity should be given to my disciples of the Eternal Immortal Palace."
Qing Lingtian smiled, and his eyes were full of deep brilliance.
"Dad, what are you talking about?"
"Isn't Su Li a disciple of our Eternal Immortal Palace?"
Qingyun raised her eyes and looked at Qing Lingtian in confusion, not quite sure what she meant.
"Haha, you underestimated Su Li after all."
"This kid will never surrender willingly to anyone. The Eternal Immortal Palace can't do it, and even the Confucian and Taoist sects can't do it."
"He will always be loyal to himself."
Qing Lingtian's sonorous and powerful voice aroused the curiosity of Wu Qing and Hei Baiwei nearby. Although they knew something about Su Li, they didn't know much about it.
"Perhaps in the near future, the structure of the Small Thousand World will be broken."
"Thirteen sects in one sect should become thirteen sects in one sect and one palace!"
Qing Lingtian said lightly with deep eyes.
"What! Could this palace be..."
Qingyun was slightly startled and looked at her father in surprise.
"Yes, it's Su Li's Martial Arts Temple!"
At this moment, Qing Lingtian said lightly, and then looked at the three Confucian saints on the stage.
The grand gathering at Lingxi Mountain was about to end today. At this moment, the three saints released their mighty spiritual power and gathered in front of them a round ball.
The ball suddenly blasted into the mountain and river scroll, and a high-pitched roar of a blue dragon was heard instantly.
The spiritual power released by the Three Saints is endless and is used to build a bridge to the secret realm of Lingxi Mountain.
It is precisely in this way that the door can be opened.
Suddenly, a white light formed outside the scroll, and a moment later, the white light formed the door.
"Old friends who have gone far away, come back quickly!"
The three saints shouted in unison.
Suddenly, a figure walked out of the gate.
"He is a Confucian disciple."
"Bai Rou! Confucian disciple."
"As expected, it was the Confucian people who came out first."
At this moment, everyone gathered around the martial arts stage said in surprise.
Countless people looked excited, waiting for the return of the disciples who had entered the secret realm of Lingxi Mountain.
The exciting ranking battle is coming soon, when the territory of each sect will be determined.
As the gate opened, the Confucian disciples came out one after another. The Confucian disciples did not suffer much loss, and soon Si Qingcheng came out.
Zhu Laosan in the distance saw that his granddaughter was okay, and he was relieved at the same time.
"Put down the consonance fruit!"
The Three Saints shouted loudly.
"Coming! Coming!"
"The Confucian sect doesn't know how many Spiritual Rhythm Fruits we got this time."
"I estimate that it's probably three hundred coins at least."
Everyone began to speculate. Bai Rou, as the representative of the Confucian sect, took out a storage bag and then opened the bag in front of everyone.
A burst of fragrance spread, and there were more than 510 Lingxi fruits in the bag.
"hiss……"
"Confucianism is still so terrifying..."
"After all, they control the secret realm of Lingxi Mountain. They naturally know the secrets, so it is not surprising that they can find so many Lingxi Fruits."
Everyone around said this, their eyes full of shock.
Qing Lingtian's face was expressionless. Confucianism had been able to obtain so many Spiritual Resonance Fruits in previous generations, so it was not surprising.
"It's the Ice Soul Sect. The disciples of the Ice Soul Sect have come out."
Soon, everyone's eyes fell on the Ice Soul Sect.
Sitting in the stands, Master Bing Jue couldn't help but feel nervous. She was bound to win the top three this time.
"Put down the consonance fruit."
The Three Saints spoke again, Bing Guan'er sighed, and stood up slowly holding a storage bag.
"Huh? Shouldn't Senior Brother Li Changge of the Ice Soul Sect stand up as the representative?"
"Yes, why did Bing Guan'er step forward?"
"Could it be!"
At this moment, everyone was shocked. Li Changge was the eldest disciple of Bingpo Sect and the direct descendant of Master Bingjue.
Even Li Changge died in Lingxi Mountain?
Such shocking news made everyone present unable to sit still.
"What happened in the secret realm of Lingxi Mountain!"
"Even Li Changge died, which is too terrible."
"Impossible, Li Changge is in the middle stage of Yuanying and will soon enter the late stage of Yuanying!"
Everyone knows that there will definitely be casualties in the secret realm of Lingxi Mountain, but judging from the situation in the past, even if such a dangerous thing happens, the core disciples of the major sects will never be lost.
What's more, the Ice Soul Sect is one of the top three sects, and Li Changge's strength is even more powerful.
Even he is dead, so what happened in the secret realm of Lingxi Mountain?
Master Bingjue's face was extremely gloomy, and she did not expect that her most outstanding disciple would actually die in the secret realm of Lingxi Mountain.
However, before the grand event at Lingxi Mountain started, all major sects had already signed an oath not to pursue anything, so Master Bing Jue could not do anything.
"Two hundred and fifty-seven Lingxi fruits!"
At this moment, Sansheng checked the storage bag in Bing Guan'er's hand and announced loudly.
After hearing this number, a smile quietly appeared on Master Bingjue's face.
Three hundred Lingxi fruits, this already occupies a very considerable amount.
In this way, basically, the Ice Soul Sect can firmly occupy a top three spot in this Lingxi Mountain Festival.
Not long after, the Sword Sect disciples also came out.
Tai'a threw the storage bag casually and left the martial arts stage without looking back. Everyone in the Sword Sect followed closely behind him, showing his personality.
At this moment, the three sages checked, and the great sage announced the number of Lingxi fruits in the Sword Sect.
"Three hundred!"
At this moment, everyone present sighed.
There are more than 500 from the Confucian sect, 300 from the Sword sect, and more than 200 from the Ice Soul sect. This completely sets the tone for the top three.
There are only more than a thousand Spirit Rhinoceros Fruits in the entire Small Thousand Realm, and the top three alone account for a thousand.
The remaining sects, no matter how much they rob, may not be able to surpass this number.
"It seems that the top three winners of this Lingxi Mountain event have been announced."
"Haha, the Eternal Immortal Palace is difficult."
"Yes, the top three have come out, and there is no hope for the Eternal Immortal Palace."