The melodious bell sound came from the depths of the Emperor Tianmen, floating and echoing over the sky for a long time, like a holy sound, making everyone's soul fire jump slightly, and soon the place became quiet.

"This is?!"

Jiang Xiaofan frowned and looked deep in the Emperor Tianmen.

"Xianwei..."

Bing Xin spoke calmly.

"Is the Emperor's Bell..."

Jiang Xiaofan nodded.

As one of the four major sects, the Emperor Tianmen naturally has a supreme immortal weapon to suppress the formation. According to legend, this immortal weapon has always been placed in the Emperor's Hall and exists as a deterrent. Unless the sect has suffered a great disaster, this bell will not be born.

At this moment, the Emperor Bell shook out the divine sound of the immortal path, and spread it from a distance. It was illusory, like a bright lamp in the darkness, suppressing the restlessness of many disciples and guiding them to look towards the high platform ahead.

Jiang Xiaofan and others were not affected by this Zhong Bo, because Bing Xin also had a supreme immortal weapon, and instinctively rejected this immortal sound. However, at this moment, they still looked forward and looked at the Lord of the Yangxin Palace.

The Huangtian Gate conducts core selection every ten years, and only seven people will be selected each time. This is also a matter of competing for the seven main peaks. In order to enhance the competition between the main peaks, the disciples will work harder to practice.

Core disciples are a symbol of the sect, so it is naturally very difficult to become core disciples. Unlike the inner qualifying competition, only a small number of people are qualified to participate in the core competition.

The so-called qualifications here can basically be said to be three points. One is that one must have cultivation at the Illusion God Realm or above, the second is that one needs to have a huge contribution value of the sect, and the third is that one cannot exceed thirty years old.

For the inner disciples of the Emperor Tian Sect, as long as the above conditions are met, the sect will allow them to participate in the core competition. However, how many inner disciples are truly qualified for this condition? The answer is certain, there are really too few, and there are very few, so it is enough for only one Chixia Divine Platform in this place.

After determining the inner disciples who are qualified to participate in the core competition, the sect will randomly select two of them to fight fairly, the winner stays, the loser retreats, and come down one by one, and the strongest top seven people will be left in the end of the battle.

And the seven people left behind may not necessarily become core disciples. There is the last assessment waiting for them, which is the test of spiritual consciousness. Only when the spiritual consciousness reaches a certain level can you pass the level and become core disciples. That is why it is said that at most seven people can be successfully promoted in each core competition.

It can be imagined that compared with the inner qualifiers, the core competition is simply a difference between heaven and earth.

"Xiang Fengyu, Hu Yan, come on stage!"

The cold and hard voice of the Lord of the Palace of Yangxin sounded, and two men immediately walked up in the crowd, both around 27 or 28. After some respect, the battle began. The magical god-level power and pressure were magnificent, and bursts of exclamations were heard from the audience.

The purple star is vast and boundless, and there are many talents in the world of cultivation, but few people can truly reach the realm of illusion gods. The cultivators in this realm have endless divine powers, strong combat power, almost crushing mountains and filling seas, and their destructive power is amazing.

However, Chixia Divine Platform is a treasure. Its strength can withstand the full force of the Human Emperor's powerful attack without breaking it. Naturally, there is no need to pay attention to the divine impact of the Illusion God Cultivator. The battle between the two cannot destroy the arena at all.

"boom……"

The powerful divine power fluctuated, and Xiang Fengyu finally won. He was an inner disciple of Tianxing Peak. In everyone's envious eyes, he saluted several elders on the high platform, and then walked down Chixia Platform.

"Chen Yifeng, Bu Mingxing, come to the stage!"

The voice of the Lord of the Yangxin Palace rang again.

Jiang Xiaofan turned his head. He was indeed not wrong. Chen Yifeng seemed elegant, but his cultivation was really strong and he was already in the realm of the illusion god. He nodded to Chen Yifeng and said, "Come on, Brother Chen, I believe you can definitely win."

"Jiang Brother Jiyan."

Chen Yifeng smiled, but was not nervous, and walked onto Chixia Platform peacefully.

Bu Mingxing was about twenty-five or six years old, wearing a blue robe. His cultivation was already in the second level of the Phantom God, which surprised many inner disciples in the audience. Every move was extremely powerful, with a kind of forceful power.

However, Chen Yifeng's expression remained unchanged, elegant and easy-going. The divine power outside his body fluctuated like a flowing cloud, giving people a feeling of being ethereal and outspoken. He took action like a breeze, and no matter how Bu Mingxing attacked and killed it, it would not work.

"When did you meet this Chen Yifeng?"

Bing Xin suddenly spoke.

Jiang Xiaofan was slightly stunned and said, "I have met several times and I feel it's pretty good."

Bing Xin frowned and said, "This person is not simple."

Jiang Xiaofan nodded. He also felt that this person was unfathomable and very powerful. Although Bu Mingxing's combat power was not weak and looked very amazing, he believed that Chen Yifeng would definitely win in the end.

Half an hour later, the ending was as he expected. Bu Mingxing was defeated and left the court in disgrace.

"Acknowledge it..."

Chen Yifeng was very polite and walked down Chixia Platform.

"Congratulations to Brother Chen."

Jiang Xiaofan went forward.

"Where is luck." Chen Yifeng was very modest and said, "It should be coming soon for you, Brother Jiang."

As if in response to his words, the next moment, the voice of the Lord of the Yangxin Palace came from the high platform again, still so cold and hard, with an expressionless face, and said, "Jiang Xiaofan, Luo Jianbai, come on stage."

Jiang Xiaofan nodded to the few people, stepped onto the Chixia Divine Platform, and stood calmly.

This place is very vast, and it is unknown how many feet in the radius. It is surrounded by disciples of the Emperor Tianmen, with almost nearly a thousand people. However, at this moment, everyone here threw a look of awe on the Chixia Platform.

Jiang Xiaofan has a slender body and a slightly handsome face, and looks like a weak scholar. However, in the eyes of these people in the audience, at this moment, when Jiang Xiaofan was standing there, he was a god, like an unshakable holy monument.

"I... abstain!"

Suddenly, such a sound came from the crowd.

Everyone looked in the direction where the sound came. This was a twenty-eight-year-old man with obvious unwillingness in his eyes, but in the end he could only shout these few words powerlessly, as if he had used all his strength to walk towards the distance lonely.

There is no way, what Jiang Xiaofan did was nothing that shocked the earth. He suppressed the young heroes of the four major sects, destroyed the Danting Sword, and killed Ying Tianyang. Just now, he forced the first core disciple Zhu Xidao to retreat in a panic. Who dared to take advantage of such a battle record?

This is a reputation that comes from the battle!

"Jiang Fengren's power, this..."

Outside Chixia Platform, many disciples of the Emperor Tianmen were stunned. Although they all knew that the man on the God Platform was terrifying, they did not expect that Luo Jianbai, who was in the Phantom God Realm, would directly abstain from the power, and even the battle disappeared.

"Forehead……"

Jiang Xiaofan really didn't know what to say. He had absolute confidence in himself and it would never be difficult to defeat his opponent. However, what he never expected was that his opponent would choose to abstain directly.

You should know that the core competition starts every ten years, and this time, the strongest trials of the four major sects will be opened. The Huangtian Sect has to be held in advance, and several core disciples must be selected before the strongest trial begins. Because the strongest trial itself is an alternative contest between the four major sects, the Huangtian Sect naturally needs to pay attention to it.

If there is no accident, after this time, the Huangtian Gate will hold another core competition ten years later. In other words, if you miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the man will not have another chance. He voluntarily gave up the possibility of becoming a core disciple.

"This little beast!"

The faces of the Lord Tianheng Peak and others were a little cold.

On this high platform, except for Ye Qiuyue and Qin Luo, the other core disciples of the previous session had a slightly bad look. The soldiers who defeated others without fighting were undoubtedly completely covered up their glory compared to Jiang Xiaofan, because they all had worked hard to in.

Especially Zheng Yongfeng, his eyes were very cold. He was almost slapped to death by a snow-white monster. He lay on Tianxing Peak for half a month. He had already calculated the accounts on Jiang Xiaofan and was waiting for the opportunity to deal with him.

However, now, Jiang Xiaofan first killed Ying Tianyang, and now forced Zhu Xidao to retreat. The terrible combat power is no longer the same as Jiang Xiaofan he used to be. He knew very well that if he fought head-on, he would be defeated.

"Brother Jiang is really amazing." Chen Yifeng smiled.

Ye Yuanxue also jumped over, pinched his ears, and said, "It's so amazing, a big pervert!"

Jiang Xiaofan laughed, the place was empty, only him, Chen Yifeng, Ye Yuanxue and Bing Xin. All of this was thanks to Jiang Xiaofan. The name of ruthless people is awe-inspiring, and everyone retreats far away.

Soon, several more contests were over on Chixia Divine Platform, and several of the contestants were really powerful. They mastered magical secret techniques, which made screams sound around them. Even Jiang Xiaofan took a few more glances.

"Ye Yuanxue, Yuan Wenshi, come to the stage!"

Suddenly, the voice of the Lord of Yangxin Palace sounded, which shocked Jiang Xiaofan.

"No way?" He turned his head directly, looked at Ye Yuanxue in disbelief, opened his mouth, and spoke for a while, saying, "Xiao Xueer, you, you have also reached the realm of the Phantom God? I don't know when this happened!"

Ye Yuanxue let go of Bing Xin's arm, waved her fist at Jiang Xiaofan, and said with a humming voice: "I am a genius. I still say that I am the reincarnation of an ancient immortal. It's very powerful!"

After the words fell, she jumped onto the Chixia Divine Platform lightly like a butterfly.

On the high platform, Ye Qiuyu's eyes were soft, and she had always been very doting about this only sister.

When she was a child, Ye Yuanxue was in poor health and was extremely delicate. She was told that she could only stay at home, but she felt that her family was bored and unhappy. As a sister, Ye Qiuyu often secretly took her out for fun and relaxation with her parents on her back. For this, she was criticized by her family a lot.

But now I think it's all worth it. In the past, they met Old Man Tianxu in that small valley. At that time, Ye Yuanxu's life took a turn for the better. He was taken away by Old Man Tianxu, and his health gradually improved. Now he has entered the realm of the illusion god. Ye Qiuyu feels very relieved.
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