"This is the secret mirror of fighting."

Grandma Shuiyue's face was full of majesticity, and her clear voice resounded in everyone's ears.

"It is the location of your competition. In this competition, I will be co-hosted by the elders in the secret mirror of the battle."

She was talking on it, but Long Haotian whispered below and muttered in a low voice: "Tsk tsk, I'm so fucking convinced. This Taixu Sect is really worthy of being the Taixu Sect. It can create such a big momentum in an outer disciple competition, and it also specially organizes such a mysterious venue competition."

"Would it be a bit too extravagant?" Long Haotian curled his lips.

When Ye Qinghong heard this, her beautiful eyes flipped, she gave him a light look, and looked at him like a local bun.

"Hmph," Ye Qinghong wrinkled her nose and said, "What do you know, don't underestimate the outer disciples' competition."

"The competition for outer disciples can be said to be one of the most important competitions of Taixu Sect. Because the new disciples who are new to the school are of the right age and are the most malleable."

"Every year, the competition is to select the most talented or most powerful new disciples, and focus on cultivation, so as not to become a common person."

"even……"

When Ye Qinghong said this, her words suddenly increased, and Mo Bei couldn't help but look at him and listen.

Ye Qinghong was slightly happy and said more and more vigorously: "Any outstanding new disciple will be noticed by the elders in the sect! Once they enter the inner sect, they will be accepted as disciples by the elders, and they will be vigorously cultivated, with various treasures and various magical medicines on the spot!"

"You said, does it matter?"

Seeing that Ye Qinghong was very sensible, Mo Bei nodded deeply.

Unexpectedly, there are so many tricks in the competition of an outer disciple.

"Hmph," Ye Qinghong said, humming arrogantly, turning her head away and no longer paying attention to Long Haotian. Instead, she looked at Mo Bei, her eyes shone with great heat, and she smiled and said, "My Brother Mo Bei, I will definitely be able to win the leader!"

The leader?

Feeling the little girl's gaze, Mo Bei smiled helplessly: Since Ru Ru Hong said, then, the outer disciples will compete. All the disciples must have tried their best to do their best. Among the outer disciples, Ru Yun, there are many masters who have better cultivation than themselves.

I can't guarantee that leader, but...

The top ten must be won!

While everyone was talking nonsense in private and talking.

Grandma Shuiyue shouted with a trembling cry. She waved the crutch in her hand suddenly, and the phoenix-headed crutch was stomped on the clouds and mists.

The clouds and mist suddenly appeared layer by layer of waves and ripples.

The air around the palace began to shake.

As the air sways, huge blurred shadows slowly emerge. From blur to clear, they gradually evolved into an ancient bronze door that changed into, with an ancient door wide open!

In the door, the spiral blue light merged together to block people's sight, as if it was very attractive, making people curious about what was hidden behind the light curtain.

The white-clothed deacon looked at Grandma Shuiyue, and when he saw the latter nodding, he turned around and served all the disciples present in a condescending voice:

"The ancient bronze sect is the only passage to the secret realm, and all disciples obey the order!"

"According to group numbers, starting from the first group, enter the ancient sect in turn and enter the secret realm!"

With his orders, the first group of disciples entered one after another, the second group, the third group... the tenth group.

Mo Bei followed the crowd, slowly moved his footsteps, and slowly passed through the blue and blue light curtain.

At the moment when he passed through the light curtain, endless rich spiritual energy suddenly came to his face. His gaze suddenly changed, and the scene in front of him suddenly lit up, emitting a dazzling light.

Mo Bei's pupils shrank slightly, and it took him a while before he could adapt to the scene in front of him. He looked closely and looked up.

In front of me is a vast stone platform.

The platform is thirty miles long and wide, and is square. There are countless palaces on the edge of the platform, and I don’t know what it is for.

On the stone platform, there was a huge stone sculpture that was dozens of feet high and extremely majestic.

The human-shaped stone sculpture, with a long robe, seemed to flutter in the wind, carrying a sword behind her, her eyes were bright and bright, as if she had come alive!

Although it is a statue, it is lifelike. He holds the sky with one hand and the earth with the other, like a god who creates the world, showing his heroic spirit and emperor's aura!

"Tsk tsk, you can build such a majestic stone sculpture in the secret realm of Taixu Sect and stand in the universe. It has been eternal forever and has not received such treatment. This person doesn't have to think about it and know that it is, the founder, Ye Shenyi!"

Mo Bei slowly moved his gaze and looked at the majestic stone sculpture.

Suddenly, he couldn't help but smile in his heart and thought to himself:

No matter from ancient times to the present, or in past and present lives, people's minds have not changed.

I want to stay in history forever so that younger generations can remember him firmly.

I don’t want to erect monuments, I don’t want to carve sculptures, and use this method to leave my own footprints in that world.

I want to cultivate immortality, I want eternal life, and I want everyone in the world to know that I have been here!

Mo Bei's heart was extremely turbulent and he could not calm down his mood for a long time.

It took a long time before he calmed down a little and continued to look around.

The center of the huge stone platform is carved with countless strange textures, like monsters, beasts, and lotus flowers, and looks strange and complex.

In the texture, there are faint light, red, orange, red, green, blue, blue, purple, and light and dark, blending together.

Mo Bei opened his eyes slightly, a trace of surprise flowed deep in his eyes, and thought to himself:

Tsk, there are so many formations and restrictions.

Those formations are very complicated and I don’t know what it is for.

Mo Bei subconsciously glanced at the bottom of the stone stage, and his eyes immediately widened.

I saw the entire stone platform floating in the rich clouds.

As the clouds and mist blew, there were gaps that were exposed from time to time. The cold wind blew and whistled repeatedly, causing pain on everyone's faces! The temperature here dropped sharply, and Mo Bei breathed out all the white mist.

At such a high place, if you accidentally fall down, you will be doomed!

Thinking of this, Mo Bei couldn't help but take a few steps back inside the stone platform, and couldn't help thinking:

It seems that there are so many dangers in this secret mirror of fighting. It is better not to trespass, so as not to cause trouble.

As he was thinking about it, Ye Qinghong followed closely behind and came out from behind the light.

"Brother Mo Bei!" Ye Qinghong's lively eyes turned and his eyes swept through the crowd. After seeing Mo Bei, he immediately ran over and called out softly.

"Boss, boss, you're here, I've been looking for you for a long time!" Long Haotian also squeezed out of the crowd, and Fang Luoyou followed him.

"Grandpa!" Long Haotian said as he carefully poked his neck out, glanced at the bottom of the stone platform, and said in surprise: "Such a high place! If this mother falls down, she will definitely not even recognize her biological mother!"

In less than half an incense stick, more than 1,300 disciples all entered the ancient bronze sect and came to this secret mirror of fighting.

All the disciples were whispering, marveling, and curiously looking at the stone platform and the strange scenery.

Suddenly someone in the crowd exclaimed: "Look, what is that!"

Mo Bei and others were aroused of curiosity, looked up at the face, and then looked at it with a look of surprise.

I saw the void above the stone platform.

An extremely huge, colorful butterfly illusion slowly emerged.

This giant butterfly is ten feet in size, with complex and beautiful patterns on its colorful butterfly wings.

But the butterfly seemed to be cast in metal, and the illusory scene actually showed a trace of metallic luster.

The wings were waving and stoking from time to time, and every movement was as stiff as a machine.

Although the butterfly is just an illusion, it has a fierce aura, as if it can soar into the sky with just one flight!

It seemed as if it was flapping its wings, it could roll up a strong wind and blow people out of the sky.

A disciple said in surprise: "Tsk tsk, what a big butterfly! Isn't this secret realm a place for the outer disciples of Taixu Sect to compete? Why is there such a big monster!"

A disciple nodded and said, "Yes, how did such a big monster come into this secret realm?"

The disciple of the Fang family smiled and shook his head and said, "The Taixu Sect is so strict that it can let monsters surround? I think that monster was deliberately put in by Taixu Sect."

The disciple of the Ji family, who has always been incompatible with the Fang family, was furious and said, "Fuck! If you don't understand, don't pretend to understand?"

For a time, there were many different opinions.

Mo Bei frowned slightly.

Ye Qinghong, who had been secretly looking at Mo Bei with his eyes from time to time, captured the change of his eyes, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Mo Bei, what did you find?"

"Nothing, I'm just curious about what the butterfly is?" Mo Bei thought, and said, "It must be not.

The butterfly is an illusory thing, clearly formed by spiritual energy. The monster has flesh and blood, how can it be illusory?"

"Or it is the sword spirit?" Mo Bei raised his eyebrows on his right, wondering in his heart.

Just at this moment.

The light on the butterfly phantom fluctuated again, and various colorful shadows rolled and gathered together, and finally turned into a figure, which changed from blur to clear and appeared in everyone's sight.

"That's..." Mo Bei stared at the old man in white before the butterfly phantom.
Chapter completed!