The number of upper-level third-level sects also reaches into the thousands.
One can imagine how many geniuses there are.
It is an almost impossible task for a fourth-grade Tianzong to reach the deserted list.
From the deacon's point of view, people like the four natural sects are completely ignorant of the heights of the world.
Under the comfort of Li Xinyi and others, all the geniuses did not conflict with the deacon, but there was a fire hidden in each genius' heart.
The more these people look down on them, the more they want to make a splash.
Let them know that the fourth-grade Tianzong can also produce monsters!
"Practice!"
"There are still three days until the competition, let's continue practicing!"
“I don’t know what’s going on in this competition. I feel like my cultivation is very smooth. Maybe I can advance to the first level in three days and continue to retreat!”
All the geniuses held their breath and began to retreat.
"Please!"
Feng Qianhun even bowed to Han Yang.
He had no choice but to prevent him from being promoted to the eighth level of real life. He also wanted to take advantage of these three days to try hard and see if he could be promoted.
Naturally, Han Yang would not refuse.
He also wanted to use the collected resources to see if he could impact the second level of Tianjun.
So, naturally, everyone in the four sects went into seclusion to practice after arriving at the temporary camp.
…
"Everyone is practicing and no one leaves the camp?"
In a house.
Master Puhua of the Five Elements Heavenly Sect looked at the person who made the report in confusion.
Although there are people in other Tianzong who sharpen their guns in battle, like the four natural sects, everyone is cultivating in secret, but he is definitely the first.
The deserted city is extremely prosperous.
Many geniuses will take advantage of this competition to wander around.
They even took the opportunity to exchange for some resources that are hard to find in daily life.
It is indeed rare for people like Han Yang and his team to devote all their efforts to cultivating.
The elder on the side asked carefully: "What are you paying attention to these people from the Natural Heaven Sect? They killed the Messenger of Desolation. They will definitely be punished by the Lord of Desolation when the competition is over..."
"You don't understand!"
Mr. Puhua shook his head incomprehensibly and did not explain.
There was a sigh in my heart.
He didn't want to come either, because Yang Ronger's little ancestor asked him to find out about Yang Han.
Yang Ronger entered the Five Elements Heavenly Sect and immediately became brilliant after practicing the Five Elements Magical Skills.
In just a few months, he has been promoted to the Heavenly Lord realm, and even reached the second level of the Heavenly Lord three days ago.
The ancestor of the Five Elements Heavenly Sect could not resist Yang Ronger's request, so he also asked her to participate in the competition and see the world.
But Master Puhua knew very well that Yang Ronger's thoughts were not on the competition at all, she just wanted to meet Yang Han.
But Master Puhua did not expect that Han Yang would be so courageous that he would dare to secretly harm the Desolation Messenger.
Killed by a strange beggar, the incense master of the holy religion?
Please!
The evil stars under the Lord of Desolation don't care whether there is evidence or not.
The Messenger of Desolation died at the gate of Natural Heaven Sect, which means that Natural Heaven Sect did not protect it well.
Not to mention, that bullshit incense owner was captured by Han Yang for some reason.
In this way, if it were said that Tianzi Tianzong had nothing to do with the deaths of Han Yang and the Desolate Messenger, I am afraid no one would believe it.
After the competition, Han Yang is almost certain to die!
Mr. Puhua really didn't know how to explain to Xiao Nizi, who was looking forward to it.
Sometimes, having too much talent is not a good thing.
Yang Ronger stands out in the Five Elements Heavenly Sect and is really spoiled.
The ancestors held it in their hands for fear of dropping it, and held it in their mouths for fear of it melting.
If Xiao Nizi loses her temper because of Han Yang's death, Master Puhua feels that he will be blamed by his ancestor.
This is so unlucky!
"well……"
Mr. Puhua stood up suddenly.
He was going to ask to see General Burning Wood.
In the last wild election, Ranmuhuang had a good impression of Han Yang, and even sent his subordinate Qingmian to escort Han Yang to the Natural Heaven Sect.
If General Ranmuhuang is willing to mediate for Han Yang, maybe Han Yang still has a chance to survive.
Master Puhua lamented in his heart that he, as an elder, was becoming more and more like Yang Ronger's nanny.
If anything is too big, you have to run forward and backward.
"Xiao Nizi, if you don't make it to the top ten on the deserted list within ten thousand years, I'm not done with you!"
Mr. Puhua muttered fiercely.
…
Time is like running water, and three days passed quickly.
Hundreds of thousands of heavenly sects gathered together within the jurisdiction of the Desolate Land.
All the geniuses gathered in the deserted city.
The competition in the deserted land has officially begun.
Like Huang Xuan, all geniuses are divided into several areas and take the teleportation array to the first level of assessment.
The four of them, Li Xinyi, were in high spirits as they watched Han Yang and his party step onto the teleportation array and head to the assessment site.
In three days, although Li Xinyi and Feng Qianhun were not promoted to the eighth level of real life, they had more or less reached the threshold.
Both of them are confident that even without Han Yang's help, they can be promoted to the eighth level of real life within a few years.
If Han Yang helps, then this time may be within thirty to fifty days.
This is a promotion speed they could not imagine.
Everyone has a smile on their face.
"Sect Master Li, you seem to be in a good mood..."
Yu Lei, the ancestor of Leihuo Tianzong, looked at several people with strange eyes.
Even in the face of disaster, he still managed to laugh.
This scene made him inexplicably uneasy.
Seeing that it was the ancestor of Leihuo Tianzong who took the initiative to talk, Li Xinyi smiled lightly: "Tofu, we are indeed in a good mood."
Before Patriarch Yu Lei could reply, Li Xinyi changed the topic and chuckled: "It is really unwise for the Thunder Fire Heavenly Sect to stir up this muddy water..."
Ancestor Yu Lei narrowed his eyes.
This attitude...is really wrong!
Not only was Li Xinyi's mood wrong, Danyangzi's and the three others' moods were also very wrong.
Especially Danyangzi and Zhang Shang, their chins almost touched the sky, they looked arrogant and did not even look at him seriously.
Don’t the idiots from the four natural sects know that the Jialan Tianzong’s Taoist Guard Army is coming?
Once the competition ends and the army arrives, the four sects will naturally be destroyed!
Or...are they pinning their hopes on the competition, hoping that Yang Han can become a blockbuster?
ridiculous!
It’s just the first level of Tianjun.
During the competition, there were countless geniuses, and among the disciples of the first-grade Tianzong and the Lord of Desolation, there were even some powerful ones in the later stage of Tianjun.
With Yang Han's level of cultivation, there is no way he could be on the list!
Not to mention, because of the death of the Messenger of Desolation, I don’t know how many Tianzong held their breath and wanted to kill Han Yang to show their kindness to the Lord of Desolation.
What on earth are these guys like Li Xinyi so happy about?
Dabi cannot use formations!
Without the blessing of the formation, Yang Han is only at the first level of Tianjun. Even if he practices the three paths like Yuchi Jingnan, he will not be able to defeat the high-level Tianjun!
Han Yang must die!
Just when Yu Lei's thoughts were changing, Li Xinyi suddenly smiled and said: "Old Ancestor Yu seems to think that our natural alliance will definitely lose... How about we make a bet."
"What to bet on?"
Yu Lei also wanted to take the opportunity to find out what happened to Li Xinyi and the four of them.
Li Xinyi had a smile on her face, but the words coming out of her mouth were frightening.
"Why don't you gamble your life!"
"I bet that ten people from the four natural sects will be on the desolate list, and I bet that Yang Han will be on the hundred dragon list!"
"If I lose the bet, I will pay for it with my life!"
"If you win the bet, I will kill you!"
"How about it, Patriarch Yu dare to have a bet with me?"
Li Xinyi's eyes were like lightning, as if they could pierce Yu Lei's law defense.
Ten people on the desolate list?
Yang Han entered the top 100 on the deserted list and climbed to the top 100 dragons?
This woman is crazy!
Not to mention the small alliance of four fourth-grade Tianzong, even the second-grade Tianzong would not dare to speak so wildly!