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"Factions? They are also very strong lords ..." Qing Yi reminded that they had previously encountered three Faction disciples in the Giant's Palace.

Although the last three of them died in Lin Yun's hands, they really can't be underestimated by the use of the mini-matrix, which is a fusion of rune and matrix.

Xia Houyang patted his shoulder and explained, "The overall strength of this sect is the weakest among the twelve sects."

"In this regional competition, there are also disciples from the inside league and core disciples."

"If you meet disciples in the lineup, you will still have a chance to win."

"However, if the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect and the disciples of the Ghost King Sect are extremely fierce, you have almost no chance of passing the regional competition."

It is not Xia Houyang who is degrading the three of Lin Yun, but he understands that the disciples are obsessed with the formation method and neglect the physical cultivation.

This also means that the disciples of the clan have weaknesses, that is, their defense ability will be weak.

However, in comparison, the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect also practiced sword-making. It is conceivable that the disciples of that Zongmen were better at dealing with some.

After hearing this, Qingyi said very gratefully, "This is great! In this case, I may be able to pass the regional competition, and I will be able to enter the top 100."

Qing Yi knows her very well.

He knows that this time also because the promotion rate of the knockout matches is low, so the number of official matches in the league conference this time has decreased, only more than 200 people.

And they were so lucky that they were assigned to the formation.

Although there is some luck even in the top 100, if they can get in, such a result is enough to make Qingyi proud.

Xia Houxuan also clenched her small powder boxer and said firmly, "I must be in the top 100."

Xia Houyang looked at them comfortably, and then looked at Lin Yun and asked: "Jiang Yun, with your strength, and still in the formation, it is easy to enter the top 100."

"Maybe better luck, when the promotion match does not meet too strong opponents, entering the top 50 is also promising."

Lin Yun nodded casually, the top fifty, that is not his goal, his goal is the throne of the championship.

At the same time, a half-step martial arts realm, a middle-aged man wearing a linen robe, also walked towards Xia Houyang and others.

"I'm the deacon of the formation. I'll take you to the competition. Let's go."

Xia Houyang arched his hand, and then took the three of Lin Yun behind him, heading for the tenth main peak.

The deacon led the four people, not directly to the tenth main peak, but all the way to the top of the ridge main peak, and then a large circle before walking to a cliff.

Lin Yun and others are looking at it. This lord peak is the lord sacred place with the highest altitude. You can see the entire lord sacred place at a glance.

And on this cliff in front of everyone, a iron cable bridge appeared, linking the Lord Peak and the Tenth Peak.

Lin Yun and others also found that there are 12 iron cable bridges between this lord peak and the twelve main peaks.

And between each main peak, there are tethered bridges interconnected, which are also twelve.

"This is also convenient for those disciples who cannot fly, and can enter the main peak more conveniently." Xia Houyang saw the doubts of the crowd and explained.

Soon after, under the leadership of the deacon, Lin Yun and others also reached the tenth main peak of the formation.

When Lin Yun and others arrived, there was already a squadron that was 100 meters long and wide in front of the main entrance of the main hall of the Sovereign Peak.

Around the ring, many players have come to participate in the competition. Of course, there are more disciples of the lineage. These disciples have not reached the qualifications to participate in the league conference this time, so they are here to see young talents. Style.

There are some higher realms, obviously the deacons or elders of the formation, all of which are above the half-step martial arts realm.

In front of the main entrance of the hall, there appeared a throne made of red gems. On the throne, a middle-aged woman wearing a red robe sat.

Even though this woman is already middle-aged, she exudes a mature and bodybuilding charm. Anyone who looks at it can't help but look at it.

The woman's long hair, like blood, was enchanting, and a forehead full of mystery was carved on her forehead.

Qing Yi and Xia Houxuan couldn't help looking at this charming woman. Xia Houyang hurriedly said, "Don't look at it like that. She is the lord of the clan, Chen Meiming, with the title" Nun of the Abyss. " Wu Zun. "

"First-class Wu Zun?" Qing Yi heard this sentence and hurriedly shifted her eyes, afraid to look at Chen Meiming with her unbridled eyes.

After all, a first-level Wu Zun, trying to pinch him, is as simple as pinching an ant.

Xia Houxuan also showed an unexpected expression, saying: "It's awesome! The lord of the clan is actually a woman."

The deacon who led the way, turned to look at Lin Yun and others, and whispered to remind him: "When you see the Lord Leng, you must be respectful and don't be rude."

Everyone nodded, and then led by the deacon, came to Chen Meiming.

The deacon paid respectfully to Chen Meiming, and then said: "Master Zong, Xiahou Union Wufu's participating disciples and house owners have been brought."

Chen Meiming, who was sitting on the throne, hit a bridge and waved his hands casually, saying, "Know, go on."

"Yes!" The deacon performed another ceremony, and then left Lin Yun and the four turned away.

After the deacon left, Chen Meiming also looked at Lin Yun with a lazy look, and then said with some dissatisfaction, "Your disciples in Xiahou Alliance Wufu, the level is too low."

"So is the Confederate Lord, why should you put disciples like you in the lower ranks in our formation? Do you look down on our formation?"

From words alone, we can also know how dissatisfied Chen Meiming is.

Everyone was speechless. Originally, everyone thought that the twelve Sovereigns of the Sanctuary Alliance had reached the level of Wu Zun, and they would definitely not be like outsiders, judge everything by appearance, and judge people by appearance.

However, they also did not expect that Chen Meiming and the fan-tube generations were the same, and the dogs saw people low.

Although Xia Houyang and others were dissatisfied in their hearts, after all, they were unabashedly criticized in person, which really made them difficult to accept.

However, in front of them, there is a first-class martial arts respect, and the patriarchal lords, whether they are in status or realm, are very different from them. Naturally, they are afraid to show such dissatisfaction.