After the examination of magic killing Taiwan, many people still haven''t recovered from their regret about the sudden change of rules in the hundred wars.


    At this time, the patriarch Ying Yuanzi appeared leisurely in the sky over this area, which made many inner hall disciples look cold, and the two Dharma guardians, Hong lie and Qing Cang, bow down and salute immediately.


    Overlooking long Bufan in the crowd below, Ying Yuanzi''s face showed a smile and said gently, "long Bufan, it''s really surprising that you can grow to this point. Congratulations on winning the first place in the ranking war. This is the reward you deserve."


    With that, Ying Yuanzi''s sleeve robe was light, and a golden ecstasy pill was suspended in front of long Bufan.


    "Thank you, Lord." long Bufan impolitely put the ecstasy pill into his bag, and then bowed his hand to a disciple. He can refine the ecstasy pill. Now he is not very excited to see the ecstasy pill again.


    However, the others present were quite different. Their eyes were hot and absorbed in the pill. It was the best magic medicine for the martial arts in the Shenhai territory, which was quite beneficial to the refining of the yuan God. It is only this rare elixir that zongbi will have first place. They can only stare.


    Immediately, Ying Yuanzi''s voice came again: "according to the regulations of the sect door, three days later, you will be qualified to represent our lingxuanwu house to the battlefield of the great wilderness and participate in the sect competition."


    Speaking of this, Ying Yuanzi sighed lightly at the bottom of his heart. He was helpless to change the rules of the hundred wars.


    Because in the past sects Dabi, the 100 outstanding disciples sent out by their lingxuanwu house were talents trained with many resources and efforts, but only a few came back alive in the end, which can not be described as heavy losses.


    The few remaining disciples were seriously wounded and depressed, which was a great blow to the sect.


    As for that trace of happiness, this sect competition has changed the rules. Only one disciple needs to be sent to participate, although the cruel situation of a large number of sect disciples being killed has been avoided.


    However, in the end, it is likely to lose one of the strongest and best talented disciples, that is, long Bufan


    The two results, regardless of severity, are not what Ying Yuanzi, the patriarch, wants to see.


    He gazed at long Bufan with an indifferent face, and his voice was a little more low. He said: "but one thing you should know, this sect competition is not a magic array assessment like today, but a real fight, because there, you should not only hunt demon corpses to get points, but also guard against the plundering and even killing of other sect talents!"


    Hearing the leader''s words, the first 100 inner hall disciples who had just been lost were stunned. They just thought that in the battlefield of the sect competition, there were countless demon talents stronger than them. The competition site was one of the ancient battlefields. There were all kinds of dangers in it. If they were careless, they would die. Moreover, when facing the terrible demon corpses in the wasteland battlefield, We must always guard against assassinations and sneak attacks by disciples of other sects.


    Obviously, it is very difficult to survive in that place.


    Thinking of this, the sense of regret and loss in their hearts has also weakened a lot. Although they have no chance to strive for glory for the sect, they are still more inclined to the latter than life. They can only place all their expectations on long Bufan.


    Lin Yan, long Yunfei and Raymond sighed. The reason why they worked so hard a while ago was that they wanted to participate in the hundred wars with long Bufan. The four brothers had a good care, but now they want long Bufan to take risks alone. They are worried.


    "The real fight..." long Bufan murmured softly. In the depths of his drooping eyes, there was a touch of heat gradually emerging, but soon the heat was fleeting, flat as water.


    No matter his military career in the previous life or his martial arts cultivation in this life, which time did he not survive in danger? Which time was not a real fight?


    Also because he survived in every dangerous situation and bled and injured every time, his strength will grow so fast, far surpassing his opponents in the same period, not the so-called shit luck, but the combat experience made up of blood and countless scars!


    "Due to the change of rules in the sectarian war, something happened suddenly. Whether you want to participate or not depends on your own will." looking at the calm long Bufan, Ying Yuanzi asked with a light smile: "long Bufan, are you willing to participate?"