Doomed, the whole sect begged me to come out of the mountain

"By the way, after the evaluation is over, you can enter and explore inside. They may ambush us then. Alas, I don't want to die here for nothing."

When the disciples were trembling with fear, a powerful wave of spiritual power suddenly came from the sky.

A gust of evil wind came and messed up the hair of the disciples.

They looked up, but saw a vortex appeared in the sky, clouds gathered around the vortex, and several figures appeared in front of them.

The disciples of various sects below finally shifted their attention and looked up at the powerful existences in the sky.

These are the powerhouses of the third-rank sect!

Everyone in their entire team is at the Nascent Soul stage.

A group of figures Yujian stood firmly in the air, looking down on everything.

Two third-rank sects appeared!
The disciples on the ground looked up, but no one exclaimed.

More, but not reconciled.

So unhappy!
The gap between the fourth-rank and fifth-rank sects and the second-rank and third-rank sects is too great.

It is not a gap in talent, but more an unfairness in resources.

The disciples present here are about the same age and talent as the disciples from the third-rank sect, but because of the difference in cultivation resources, the disciples of the third-rank sect have reached the Nascent Soul stage, while they are still struggling at the Jindan stage .

However, the one with the worst complexion was Wang Zhi.

Yu Junhao did not know when he came to Mo Yu's side.

He said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "The suzerain of the third-rank sect used to be Master Shi's best friend."

Mo Yu looked up.

Those two third-rank sects in the sky, the Fire Cloud Palace, and the Heaven-Defying Alliance.

Both sides brought hundreds of disciples, without exception, all of them were at the Nascent Soul stage.

In this way, it seems to be the stage of mass production of Nascent Soul.

As for the fourth-rank and fifth-rank sects, those who have reached the Nascent Soul stage can already become sect mentors.

They stood tall like this, their eyes seemed to be looking at a group of ants.

The man Yu Junhao mentioned was Yang Ji, the suzerain of the Guardian League.

Yang Ji is a man with a gentle and elegant appearance, but his eyes sparkle from time to time, so you know that he is good at calculating and very shrewd.

Mental power swept over.

Yang Ji's cultivation is not stable enough, he should have just broken through the Mahayana period.

It is conceivable that for the two high-spirited men back then, Yang Ji's cultivation was only at the fusion stage, while Wang Zhi had reached the Mahayana stage.

How distorted his mentality would become if he was concealed under the halo of Wang Zhi's talent.

Mo Yu nodded clearly, "Do they have enmity?"

Yu Junhao sneered, "Back then, the senior brother fell into the evil way, and the master took him to hide in XZ. It was Yang Ji who took the initiative to come to the door and said that he would give them protection. As a result... In a blink of an eye, Yang Ji directly brought the master and the senior brother into the house." into the trap."

"Oh." Mo Yu nodded clearly.

She scanned it with "Sky Eyes", but saw that Yang Ji had been stained with some bad luck.

Come to think of it, Yang Ji had long been intent on killing his master, and this murderous intent had also affected the sect, but only a little. After all, to Yang Ji, Tuo Yuezong was not important to him.

It seems that you still have to pull the hatred value.

The appearance of two third-rank sects was like a series of heavy and unshakable boulders pressing on the heads of everyone.

For a while, the noise below gradually disappeared, and everyone looked up at the sky.

The disciples of the third grade sect whispered and laughed, and Sishi was very satisfied with this imposing coercion.

Yang Ji and Huo Gou, the suzerain of the Fire Cloud Palace, slowly descended.

The two of them just made a stepping motion lightly, shrinking back a thousand miles, and in the next second, they had already reached the ground.

"Everyone, today our two third-rank sects are here to preside over this sect appraisal."

Every five years, the hosts of the sect evaluation are basically third-rank and second-rank sects. As for the first-rank sects, they have never seen them before, and they are already legendary existences.

From the beginning to the end, Yang Ji never looked at Wang Zhi more than once.

It seems that the current Wang Zhi is just an ant that he doesn't need to face up to.

Yu Junhao was already furious, he forcibly suppressed his anger with reason, and a scarlet flashed in his eyes from time to time.

Mo Yu didn't feel anything.

She didn't know those senior brothers, and she didn't have any feelings for them.

She was only thinking about when she could finish the work, and asked her to do the check-in task.

Huo Gou is expressionless, a stern middle-aged man.

His voice was cold, "The sect appraisal is about to begin, and all sect masters are here."

Everyone retreated in an orderly manner, only the suzerains of various sects stepped forward.

The sect masters all cast their resentful eyes on Wang Zhi.

Wang Zhi had a thick skin and looked completely indifferent.

While retreating, the disciples of each sect tacitly surrounded the disciples of Tuo Yuezong in the center.

With the presence of the third-rank sect, they didn't dare to act rashly, but stared at him with vicious and resentful eyes.

The disciples of Tuoyuezong couldn't tell what they were suffering, and they all gathered together tremblingly.

Yu Junhao pushed Mo Yu to the outermost edge.

Mo Yu, "..."

For a moment, she noticed that the eyes of many disciples who had been quenched with poison slipped past her body, which was strange.

Mo Yu rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, and stared back with a cold stare.

"what!"

At this time, there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

Another two disciples fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth. After careful inspection, it turned out that they were bitten by a fire ant.

The movement here caused more exclamations.

Yang Ji's dark and prey eyes suddenly looked, he raised his hand and waved his sleeves, a powerful wave of energy rushed out, and directly attacked the place where the crowd was noisy.

With a bang, dozens of disciples were swept by the strong wind, and each of them vomited blood and collapsed to the ground.

The people who were hit were members of the Holy Spirit Sect and the Spark Sect.

The faces of the two suzerains were gloomy, and they dared not speak out.

A disciple said angrily: "We were bitten by fire ants, why do you hit people directly!"

Yang Ji was expressionless, but raised his lips slightly, "Noisy."

The terrifying murderous aura came overwhelmingly, and all the disciples were too frightened to speak.

The other sects present are not without Mahayana stage powerhouses, but no one dares to stand up at this time.

There are countless strong people in the third-rank sect and the second-rank sect. Once they open their mouths, they face the risk of offending this sect.

Several sect masters did not speak, but their faces were not very good-looking.

Those few unlucky disciples managed to get up after taking the pill.

Of course, the first thing they looked at when they got up was Mo Yu.

Just before they were bitten by fire ants, this woman gave them a meaningful look.

Could it be that she was playing tricks?

damn it!
To dare to act in front of so many fourth-rank sect powerhouses, it is really desperate!
How did she do it?