Although Lin Yang and Uncle Ji’s style is a bit unique, it is not very obvious in the vast crowd. They followed the crowd and arrived at the depths of the Hunyuan Sect. The original Yanwu Square had been cleared out, and the crowd was full of people. This was today’s commander election ceremony.

The popularity is so high that hundreds of thousands of people fill the world.

"Good guy! So many people!"

The chicken uncle was setting up a pergola next to Lin Yang, exaggerating with a singular expression: "Xiaobai, do you think if I have become the commander of so many people, will I have endless delicacies every day?"

"It turns out that Brother Ji, you chose the commander for this purpose?" Lin Yang sneered.

"What if it's otherwise?"

"After becoming the commander, you have to fight monsters?"

"Monster? What monster, is it delicious?" Uncle Chicken looked like he knew nothing about the Wanling Blood Pool, but Lin Yang would not believe it. He smiled and no longer paid attention to this foodie.

The two of them stood inconspicuously among the crowd, and at the same time, the selection of commanders on the high platform had begun.

This time the selection is divided into two parts. First, it is to show fairness, openness and fairness, and will give folk experts a chance to participate. Although everyone knows that this so-called folk selection is just a form, it has indeed mobilized everyone's enthusiasm.

For folk selection, four arenas can be set up, and any warrior can go up and defend the game. There is no rule, and life and death are not limited. When the four people stand on the ring on time in the afternoon and the hour of the New Year, they can enter the next round of formal competition.

In the formal competition, there were sixteen strong men participating. The battlefield of this level could not be placed in the Hunyuan Sect, but four void arenas were opened in the void. Sixteen people were divided into four groups and entered the melee. In the end, only one person could come out of the void arena, which was the semi-finals.

The finals will be played against the semi-finals, and the final strongman will be the leader of the Huntian Alliance.

Simple and old-fashioned rules are expected to determine the ownership of today's leader by night.

However, Lin Yang was not very interested in these so-called battles. It was the same for everyone to be the leader, so he did not intend to finish the entire competition. Instead, Uncle Chicken next to him looked around the crowd with an interest, saliva flowing in his mouth. He didn't know whether he was going to watch the game or looking for food.

"Folk selection begins now!"

Soon, with a shout from the platform, four big bells rose high, and the spiritual barriers soaring into the sky isolated everyone, which set off the curtain for today's selection.

Swish.

In an instant, several figures leaped high, and the powerful fairy power illuminated the eyes of people. Someone could not wait to rush to the platform.

"Chongxu Immortal Realm, Zhang Zilin comes to learn about the magical powers of all fellow Taoists!!"

"I'm a man called Crazy Dragon and laughed. Come on, who will play two moves with me!"

"I'm in Hu Yuntian, please give me advice!"

With long roars, experts appeared one after another. They sounded so awesome, but they were all unappreciating.

Under this rule, the sooner the person goes on stage, the more he suffers. Unless those who are truly powerful or those who have to deliberately show their power will choose to go on stage to defend the show from the beginning.

For example... the man on the fourth arena.

"Wow!! Isn't that the Jiu Kong God Beggar - Mr. Bi!"

Someone exclaimed, and people looked at the fourth arena. Sure enough, a smiling white-haired old man stood on it, wearing a torn body, leaning on an emerald green bamboo stick in his hand, waving to some people.

"Haha! Hello, Mr. Bi, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are getting stronger and stronger!"

"Senior Bi, I am Xiaoqi. You also gave me some advice last time. Senior, I will never forget my kindness!"

Many people immediately burst into shouting loudly, all expressing their respect to the old man. After listening to a few words, Lin Yang could understand that this old man was a martial arts senior wandering in various fairylands. He was kind and generous, and had great magical powers. He had done countless good deeds in his life, and he won the good reputation all over the audience.

"Haha, friends, the old beggar came to join in the fun today, which made everyone laugh."

As soon as Mr. Bi spoke, his voice was like a bell, his breath was long, and his cultivation level was faintly beyond the Immortal King. He was really a hidden powerful man.

"What's the matter with you, if you come to be the commander of the coalition forces, I will support you with both hands!"

"You are right, the old man's character is absolutely nothing to say. I don't accept anyone, just accept the old man!!"

People responded loudly again.

"But the old beggar really hopes that he can say a few words to us casual cultivators in this Huntian Alliance." Mr. Bi said, his face narrowed: "Otherwise, everyone will only be sent to sacrifice by some people for free, which is not worth it."

Lin Yang felt a little awe-inspiring when he heard this.

This old man really cares about the hard-working public. He doesn't see any selfishness in his eyes. He just says it's ugly and his heart is good, but his methods of doing things are a bit too straightforward and even a little naive.

"Senior, he is mighty!!"

But the warriors below were extremely excited after hearing this.

Finally, a strong man who can endorse the casual cultivator. If the old man becomes the commander, the chances of everyone's survival this time will be greatly increased.

"Come on, my elder brother, we all support you!"

"Come on, come on!! I am determined to fuck Mr. Bi!"

The crowd suddenly became angry, and the old man's prestige even reached its peak.

On the other hand, the battle on the three arenas had begun, but only Mr. Bi had passed by several minutes but no one came on the stage. This situation suddenly made some people on the other high platform look gloomy.

"Haha. Don't worry, old man, no one will come to fight you today. That's not to make things easy!"

People laughed below, and Mr. Bi even touched his white beard with relief.

"Haha, thanks to you for your face, the old beggar will definitely protect everyone in the future!"

"Don't worry, old man, we will definitely allow you to enter the next round, we will follow you!!"

The scene was full of joy, and the other three arenas were fighting fiercely, but the wind was calm here, and only everyone's cheers kept cheering the old beggar.

"Is this old man crazy?"

As a result, such a positive energy scene changed its taste when it came to Uncle Chicken's mouth:

"It's not like this to make a comeback. Isn't this obvious battle with those guys? If someone else is going to kill him!"

The words are rough but not rough.

Lin Yang turned his head and looked at Uncle Ji, and smiled and said, "Brother Ji, can you help me."

"Help me!" Uncle Ji rolled his eyes: "If Uncle takes action, this old man will not be enough."

"Who said that there is a loophole in this rule. As long as Brother Chicken, you can help the old man win."

"Huh? It's true!!" Uncle Chicken glared at her eyes. Obviously, she didn't expect Lin Yang to find a loophole, but suddenly his eyes and Lin Yang were both gloomy and he said together:

"It's too late, someone has taken action."

...

On the other side, Mr. Bi, who was talking to everyone, suddenly changed his face. He obviously noticed something. At the same time, a cold voice had already sounded:

"Hmph, you just want to pass the test with such a sensational trick. Old Man Bi, you are too naive!"

Who is it!

Everyone widened their eyes.

A figure in brocade robe rose from behind the crowd, with a sarcastic smile on his cold face, while the famous face shocked the audience.

"Hen Tian Xian Zun!! How could it be him!!"

"Isn't Hen Tian Xianzun a member of Tianmen? How can he participate in the folk selection!"

Everyone was angry, which was obviously contrary to the rules.

However, a strong man from Tianmen came out to speak on the high platform:

"The Immortal Hentian had already left Tianmen a year ago and set up his own business. Of course, he is qualified to participate in the private selection!"

What?

This is OK??

You say you'll leave. In this way, wouldn't the strong men of the four major forces use this as an excuse to participate in the civil selection? That's a big deal!

Even though he was angry, the Hate Immortal King still flew over the crowd without hesitation and landed on the ring.

He looked only in his thirties, but he had no respect when facing the pale-bearded old man Bi. He had only cold murderous intent in his terrible eyes:

"Want to be the great hero of the savior? Old man, you don't have the ability yet!"

Depend on!!

The people below were angry.

"Hate the Heavenly Immortal King, please keep your mouth clean. When Mr. Bi came out to be a hero, your grandfather was not born yet!"

"That's right, I'm not convinced, your organizer is a foul!"

"I'm fucking quit. If Mr. Bi can't be the commander today, it would be better if the coalition forces don't participate!"

"Everyone!" Mr. Bi roared a long time ago, suppressing everyone's voice: "The old beggar has long known that those people will not let me do it easily, but it's okay. Since their means have been used, the old beggar will then let them see that we are not just letting them bully!"

good!!

After some words, the applause was thunderous.

Mr. Bi is really a little straightforward, and he wants to support many casual cultivators who have no support for themselves.

"Hmph! Then let's see how capable you are, old man!"

A cold light burst out from the eyes of the Immortal Lord Hentian. If you don’t talk too much, just take action.

A blue fairy light surged up and turned into a huge golden thunder cloud. The terrifying golden light suddenly surged out from it and condensed into a golden thunder pillar, as if a golden python that swallowed the sky raised its huge body to wrap the enemy around and turn it into scorched earth.

What a terrible thunder and lightning magic!!

As soon as Hentian took action, many people suddenly lost their voices. The power on the thunder and lightning python was enough to easily erase an immortal king, but such a terrifying attack was just a test of each other.

"kill!"

The immortal Hseng Tian shouted coldly, and the terrifying divine lightning swept away. Before he got close, the hair on Mr. Bi had already raised up.

"Hahaha! It's a good time."

The generous old man Bi smiled without fear: "It's been a long time since I've had a fight, young man, look at the old beggar's [Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing]!!"
Chapter completed!