Chapter 5293: Exotic Journey 180
Five minutes later, Yuan Yao slowly opened his mouth and said, "Since there is no one to challenge, let's continue to compete for the next spot." As his voice fell, a low voice rang in everyone's ears. : "I'm coming." Immediately, an old man led four middle-aged men to the sky, standing on top of everyone's heads. Seeing the appearance of the old man, the cultivators on the field suddenly exclaimed. "It's from the Yan family." "It was Yan Guang himself who led the team. It seems that this place is going to be handed over." As the Yan family with a strong background, the four major forces politely expressed their greetings to their appearance. Facing the greetings from the Pantheon Palace, Yuming Palace and Sunflower Gate, Yan Guangdu made a return salute one by one. Only Yuan Ji, he directly chose to ignore it. His move made many cultivators begin to speculate about the relationship between the Yan family and Chongyun Temple. A few minutes passed, and sure enough, Yan Guang personally came forward, and no one dared to challenge. There are strong people in the Mahayana period, and no one dares to go up.
In less than a moment, there are only three places to enter Tianmen. Seeing this, Leng Xuan hesitated whether it was time for him to play. However, just as he hesitated, ten cultivators had already appeared one step ahead of him. Leng Xuan didn't care too much about this. Even if he lost one more place, there were still two places, and he still had a chance. However, after watching the battle on the platform for more than ten minutes, the result of the mid-air battle was completely beyond Leng Xuan's expectations. The two teams of cultivators actually had a draw, and it was hard to tell the winner. Seeing the time passing by, Yuan Ji suddenly said, "Stop." Hearing his words, the two teams of cultivators returned to their own team. Immediately, Yuan Ji continued: "There is still an hour before the gate of heaven will open. In order not to waste time, I have just discussed with a few other elders. Since your two teams are comparable in strength, this battle will It ends in a draw, and you two teams each get a spot." As soon as these words came out, the cultivators on the field immediately roared, and they all thought it was unfair.
Seeing this, Yuan Ji said with a cold expression: "What? You have any opinions on the decision I made? If anyone is not satisfied, they can challenge me to Chongyun Hall. As long as you win a game, I will be removed from Chongyun Hall. I will give you one of the quotas." Hearing this, the noise of the crowd suddenly became much smaller. No matter how daring they are, they don't dare to be the enemy of Chongyun Hall, and to oppose them is purely courting death. Seeing that everyone didn't dare to say anything, Yuan Ji nodded in satisfaction, and then continued: "There is still one place, everyone, don't let the opportunity go to waste." When his voice fell, only a light laughter suddenly sounded. It rang: "There is still one place left, let us." In that laughter, five cultivators rushed into the air and appeared in the eyes of everyone. Looking at the old man in the team of cultivators, the cultivators on the field suddenly changed their expressions, and said in amazement, "It's actually him." Leng Xuan's brows were also furrowed amid the crowd's discussion. He found that the old man standing in the air with his hands behind his back was actually a strong man in the Mahayana period.
The old man looked around at everyone, and said indifferently: "This place belongs to me, do you have any opinion?" Hearing this, Yuan Ji chuckled: "Elder Lu is here in person, naturally no one dares to argue with you."