In the Moyun Valley.

The Eighteen Sky Flower Spirit Rain was absorbed by Wang Xuanyang. Although the others were angry, they had no choice but to do anything.

However, there are also many people who want to teach Wang Xuanyang a lesson in the next ranking battle.

The person involved, Wang Xuanyang, naturally knew that he had absorbed eighteen smallpox spiritual rains and attracted a lot of hatred for him.

But this is also impossible, not to mention that he will never regret it. If there is still a chance, he will never give up.

This time, absorbing the eighteen small flowers spiritual rains was very beneficial to him. At least his physical potential was developed, and he felt that his spirit was operating more satisfactorily in his body. Whether it was the talisman, the exercise of exercises, the real acupoint sensing, etc., it became much easier.

Although his combat power has not been greatly improved, his foundation has become stronger and his future cultivation speed will be further improved.

After absorbing the eighteen sky flowers, Wang Xuanyang was so sensitive that he sensed the changes of Lin Zidan and others. Except for Zhou Tong, who was silent and steady, the eyes of the other people seemed to be mixed with some dissatisfaction. Even the most cheerful Lin Zidan was not immune to the vulgarity.

This is also normal, after all, the smallpox spirit rain is too important to them.

Now the opportunity is occupied by Wang Xuanyang alone.

Only Fat Brother is still the same, this is Wang Xuanyang’s deepest feeling.

He knew in his heart that when facing interests, he could often see a person's nature.

This is also because he did not announce the fact that he got a large amount of sand crystals to Lin Zidan and others, and just found the fat senior brother.

In fact, his approach was right.

Three days passed quickly and the ranking battle was about to begin. The look around Moyuntai gathered all the inner disciples, including Weng Buqi, Xiao Han and other core disciples in the top 20, and they were all present. They were all the mainstays among the disciples of each peak and naturally had extremely high prestige. Therefore, with them as the center, a large number of inner disciples gathered, as if they were following their leader.

The moment Weng Buqi appeared, Wang Xuanyang could always feel that a hidden murderous intent was entangled in him.

Obviously, Weng Buqi is always thinking of plotting against himself.

On this day, a figure suddenly appeared above Moyuntai. The figure was very huge. Sitting cross-legged in the clouds, like a god looking down at the earth, making people feel an indescribable majesty and momentum.

At this moment, the more than 4,000 inner disciples in the stands were all quiet.

This figure can tell at a glance that it is a powerful figure at the level of Fu Zong.

This is also the routine of ranking battles, and the hosts are all powerful people in the Fu Sect.

"The rules of this ranking battle remain unchanged. There is a rule. I want to focus on it. It is absolutely forbidden to intentionally kill people. After a while, I will immediately abolish my cultivation and get into the Huntian Prison."

A huge sound resounded through the Girdering Tower, like thunder, with strong majesty.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts. Everyone knew that this was not a joke. Similar situations have occurred in previous ranking battles, and no one could escape punishment. Even if they have the highest status, it would not work.

This is also to prevent a large number of casualties in the ranking war.

After all, grudges and hatred are very common among disciples.

As the huge sound fell, the void suddenly shook, as if it had cracked, and a huge stone tablet suddenly rose in the center of the Moyuntai.

This stone tablet is simple and vicissitudes, and seems to contain countless years.

There are dense names on this stone tablet.

There are more than 4,000.

There are ten names in the line at the top of the stone tablet, representing the top ten.

This is the ranking list among the inner sect, representing the ranking of inner sect disciples.

"According to the rules, each ranking battle will start with the first time participating in the ranking battle, and the newcomers who have only entered the inner sect this year. Now all the newcomers come out and engrave your spirit on this ranking monument!"

The huge figure spoke again.

The so-called newcomers refer to newcomers like Wang Xuanyang and others who are just starting out.

There are a total of 112 inner disciples promoted this year, but some of them have not successfully opened the real acupoints. Naturally, these people are not qualified to participate in the ranking battle. Even if they have opened the real acupoints, most of them do not want to participate in the ranking battle. In addition, Guo Yuantian, who fell, there are only thirteen newcomers who came to participate in the ranking battle this time, and basically three or five real acupoints were opened. Wang Xuanyang has the most, and twenty-seven were opened.

Li Xuanting, who was on the same peak as Wang Xuanyang, came this time, but only four real acupoints were opened.

Newcomers are too shallow, and it is impossible to compete with the elderly. The challenge is successful, and the chances of entering the ranking list are very low. Generally speaking, there are very few newcomers who can make it on the ranking list in the first ranking battle. One of them may not necessarily appear in one hundred. Such people usually grow very fast and will become a strong contender in the top ten ranking list in the future.

"Junior Brother Xuanyang, go up and perform well, and strive to enter the ranking list. Remember, you must start with the last candidate, do you know?"

The fat senior brother patted Wang Xuanyang on the shoulder and encouraged him.

Wang Xuanyang nodded, took a deep breath, stood up, and walked down to the Moyuntai.

At the same time, there was a single person standing up in other locations, and Wang Xuanyang was exactly thirteen people.

Representing the newcomer this time.

Countless gazes fell on the thirteen people, but Wang Xuanyang was undoubtedly the most eye-catching. There was no way, he had absorbed eighteen rays of ceiling rain before.

Wang Xuanyang and thirteen others got off the Moyuntai and walked to the central ranking monument.

In front of this huge ranking monument, a person is too small.

Wang Xuanyang let out a sigh of relief, and with a thought, a stream of spiritual power emerged from the sea of ​​consciousness, and suddenly extended towards the ranking monument.

When his mental power came into contact with the ranking monument, he was shocked all over and felt a trace of mental power absorbed, forming a spiritual imprint, breaking away from his mental power and becoming an independent existence, but this independent spiritual imprint has an indescribable and wonderful connection with him.

He knew that he had planted a spiritual imprint on the ranking monument.

Once he gets the ranking, his name will be revealed on this ranking monument.

At this moment, on a stand.

Senior Brother Weng stared at Wang Xuanyang on the field with a gloomy face, and his murderous intent flashed away.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything at all, and he wanted to kill Wang Xuanyang with his own hands and obtain the treasures and secrets on Wang Xuanyang.

"Okay, you have left a spiritual mark on the ranking list. Now use your mental power to lock a name as your challenge target."

After everyone left a spiritual mark on the ranking monument, the huge figure spoke again.

The people on the Moyuntai almost all looked at the names in the last row of the ranking monuments at the same time.

As long as you are not a fool or overconfident, you will not choose the top-ranked person.

Naturally, those who rank the last are the best challengers.

This group of people has the worst strength and the lowest cultivation level, and the smallest gap with them.

They still have a chance to win.

Of course, this is not absolute. After all, this ranking has been a year. Who knows how much strength these people have improved in this year?

Almost instantly, everyone began to choose.

Soon, everyone's choice was completed.

Wang Xuanyang selected the 4,798th person.

On the ranking list, there are only 4,805 people with names.

In other words, the goal he chose ranks seventh from the bottom.

The name is Li Xueqian.

As everyone finished choosing, the thirteen names on the last row of the rankings began to flash.

This represents the selected logo.

"Everyone has finished choosing and start entering the ring."

A huge sound rang again.

In an instant, the ranking monument suddenly burst out with a strong light, spreading, covering the entire Moyuntai. On this Moyuntai, thirteen combat arenas rose. These arenas are completely composed of energy combinations and suspended in the air. Wang Xuanyang and the thirteen people were all pulled by a strange force and landed on the Thirteen Energy Battle Arenas.
Chapter completed!