Chapter 30: Sect Dance
The second-level monster Swallowing Sky Bird led the way, with its wings spread in the air, suddenly raising a gust of wind.
Except for the disciples of the Seven Star Sect, everyone present had their clothes in disarray.
The Great Elder stood on the bird's back, leading the mighty team of the Seven Star Sect behind him, looking majestic.
"It's really worthy of being a sect of Tianyunzhou, with so many people!"
Some people also stared at the Swallowing Sky Bird in the air, staring at them straight.
This second-level monster is rare to see, let alone a flying monster.
"Is this the Sky-Swallowing Bird that the Great Elder brought his disciples to the Twisted Jungle a few days ago?"
"It's exactly the same as what's recorded. The Seven Stars Sect is really lucky to be able to catch something like this in the Twisted Jungle!"
"If you have the ability, go there too. Everyone knows that the Twisted Jungle is extremely dangerous. The Seven Stars Sect has a deep foundation, so it's reasonable that they can get the Sky-Swallowing Bird!"
"Who said it's not? How dare ordinary sects go to such a place to seek death!"
Mu Shaobai stood among the disciples, looking at the Sky-Swallowing Bird with a slightly burning gaze.
Before the Seven Stars Sect disciples left, the Great Elder told the disciples whoever won the championship this time would get the Sky-Swallowing Bird.
He was determined to win, and there was Ling Zhiyu. This time he would definitely avenge his previous shame!
Su Ming and the disciples of the Emperor Immortal Sect were in the corner outside, peeking at the huge Sky-Swallowing Bird, and his malicious eyes fell on the shortest rooster.
This rooster was the general. During this period, Su Ming passed on his skills to the general several times.
I don't know if it was too much, but it, which had been upgraded to the third level with purer blood, actually shrank into its current state.
It was a third-level monster after all, but it looked really shabby now.
The general seemed to feel Su Ming's mocking gaze, raised his chin and glared at him, very angry.
It was returning to its original state, it could beat several of its peers.
Even the little sparrow could be compared to it, he burned it with a fire until there was no hair left.
Since then, this swallowing bird has made the general lose face, and these two words have been sealed.
Su Ming laughed, but his face suddenly tightened in a moment.
Since they arrived, there have been several gazes following them.
Su Ming couldn't get rid of them no matter how hard he tried, so he became alert.
In the sect competition, there will always be one or two people who want to cause trouble!
The next to enter was the Tianjian Sect, a seventh-grade sect.
Jiang Shenyu led the team, and the sword in front of the team was the fourth-level magic weapon of their Tianjian Sect, the Shaoguang Sword.
This is the treasure of the Tianjian Sect, and the only fourth-level magic weapon known in Tianyunzhou.
The sword body is as thin as a cicada's wing, but the unique coldness of the sword swept the whole place, and it was self-respecting.
The disciples of various sects widened their eyes, wishing to engrave the thing in their minds.
This level of weapon is probably the first time in this life!
The Tianjian Sect disciples lined up in a long line, and there were more than the Seven Star Sect.
The seventh-grade sect Didao Sect followed closely behind.
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People from various sects passed by one by one.
Eighth-grade sects, ninth-grade sects...
Each has its own characteristics.
The cultivation of the disciples is also about the same level.
Except for the extremely talented disciples who have entered the Golden Core Stage, most of the others are refining qi or building foundation.
Following Hai Dafu's reminder, the Emperor Immortal Sect, as the last sect in this competition, slowly walked into the venue.
Su Ming was in front, Zhou Ziruo followed behind, Ling Zhiyu and Xiao Yunyi were in a row, and at the end there was a rooster with a proud and arrogant look.
This lineup made people laugh.
"Why does the Emperor Immortal Sect only have so few people?"
"You don't know, there were only three people in the Emperor Immortal Sect before, how good is it now, there are four, one more!"
"And what's the matter with the rooster in the back? It's not a monster, why is it here to join in the fun!"
"Maybe there is no one in the Emperor Immortal Sect, so they just found someone to make up the number. The competition is not a rule. The minimum number of people for the sect competition is four. Their sect only has three people without Su Ming, plus a rooster is just right!"
The great elder of the Seven Stars Sect looked at the rooster entering the venue with a dark face.
Su Ming actually insulted others like this and brought a rooster to participate in the competition.
"Elder Hai, isn't this unreasonable? The disciples who participate in the competition are at least in the Qi Refining Stage. Su Ming is just fooling around, and he actually let a rooster appear! How can we, the sects, put our faces down by doing this!"
Hai Dafu immediately understood what was going on.
"Grand Elder, this rooster has been on the list of the Emperor Immortal Sect for a long time, and it was recognized by the Tiandao League."
When Hai Dafu said this, the Grand Elder of the Seven Stars Sect was speechless.
The order of the Tiandao League is extremely strict. With so many people, Hai Dafu dare not be blatantly partial. The only possibility is that it is true.
The Grand Elder glared at Su Ming with hatred.
"In this case, let the Sky-Swallowing Bird appear in the competition. I wonder what Elder Hai thinks?"
Hai Dafu was stunned. The Seven Stars Sect was clearly going against the Emperor Immortal Sect.
Monsters have their own rules for monster competitions. Since the Seven Stars Sect is willing, it is not easy for him to stop it directly.
"Since the Great Elder said so, let's do it this way!"
"Come here, put up the Sky-Swallowing Bird competition!" Hai Dafu ordered the people behind him.
The Great Elder was satisfied, and today's competition had a perfect plan.
Su Ming, this time you, the Emperor Immortal Sect, don't even think about turning the tables!
The Great Elder's eyes unconsciously looked somewhere and met someone's eyes.
It was not someone else, but Ghost Old Three from Ghost Cultivation Cave.
Ghost Lao San received the Great Elder's signal and quickly hid in the darkness and disappeared without a trace.
Here, Su Ming ignored the mocking glances around him and led the team straight to the location of the Emperor Immortal Sect.
As soon as he sat down, a figure came up to him.
He still had that cynical look, and his clothes were scattered around him.
In everyone's eyes, it is just a white butterfly with its own charm.
It was Hua Wuque from Shadow Island.
His eyes were full of disgust, but he had to get closer to Su Ming.
This visit was the intention of the ancestor, who asked him to try his best to test Su Ming's strength.
Su Ming looked at Hua Wuque, with a hint of amusement on his lips.
"Young Master Hua is not staying at his own place. If he comes to our place, does he want to join our Emperor Immortal Sect?"
"Only a ghost wants to do this..." Hua Wuque said subconsciously, but before he finished speaking, he immediately changed his tone and said, "I am just here to take a look! Master Su is very good at training his disciples, I just want to see with my own eyes!"
Hua Wuque's gentleness made Ling Zhiyu dumbfounded for a moment. She had never seen Hua Wuque like this before.
Su Ming turned a deaf ear.
Hua Wuque looked annoyed, but still tried his best to hold back his temper and persuaded.
"Master Su, look at the wolves, tigers and leopards around here. The great elder of the Seven Star Sect wants to eat you. Why don't you bring your disciples to join me on Shadow Island, as Ling Zhiyu's natal family? I will treat you well!"
This was the first time Su Ming saw someone more shameless than himself.
He actually talks about wining over in such a high-sounding way!