Fantasy: After ten thousand years of reading, I became an emperor

After Ji Yi left, Jiang Beixuan's spiritual thoughts fell outside Jiuli Fairy Island.

The huge yellowed drawing paper floated quietly in mid-air.

The number displayed above is only seven hundred.

This means that hundreds of thousands of disciples have perished in the purgatory Rakshasa world.

There is only half a day left before the first round of ten days.

Jiang Beixuan was vaguely looking forward to it.

Being able to stand out from hundreds of thousands of disciples is worthy of becoming his registered disciple.

After all, this group of disciples will be in charge of a domain for themselves in the future.

……

Time passed quickly.

Under Jiang Beixuan's gaze.

The vortex on the drawing paper began to shake violently.

Ten figures walked out of it.

These disciples were now covered in tattered Taoist robes and had hideous wounds on their bodies.

Looking at the surrounding environment, the ten surviving disciples had faces full of hope for survival.

Looking at the huge piece of yellowed drawing paper behind them, they felt very complicated.

In just ten days, they almost lived in purgatory.

The dangers you may face anytime and anywhere, the strange calls from the dome from time to time, and the tragic deaths of countless fellow disciples

"Mei Ji"

"Take them to Fairy Island."

Jiang Beixuan stood under an old tree with his hands behind his back, already contemplating his next plan in his mind.

Originally, he thought that few of these disciples would be able to come out alive.

But now it seems that his guess was not comprehensive enough.

People are facing death. At this time, the potential hidden is huge!

These disciples were not so determined and decisive in their hearts, but under extreme circumstances, they all began to transform.

The world of purgatory Rakshasa is indeed terrifying and dangerous, but after all, it is a disciplined disciple. As long as you overcome the initial fear, you will have the initial ability to survive.

But to survive for ten days, you need to have a firm will, unyielding perseverance, and a certain amount of luck.

After Mei Ji temporarily settled the ten disciples, Returned to Jiang Beixuan.

Jiang Beixuan was not in a hurry to see that famous disciple.

After all, there were still many disciples in the Purgatory Rakshasa world who were undergoing tests.

After Jiang Beixuan released the scroll and announced that those who had broken through the Purgatory Rakshasa world could join his sect, in addition to A large number of disciples poured into the first wave, and then fewer and fewer disciples dared to step into it.

Even on the fourth and fifth days... no one dared to step into it.

Time passed slowly.

The distance was finally There are still four days left for a group of surviving disciples to pass the test.

On the yellowed drawing paper, the number of surviving disciples is less than 600.

And this number is still decreasing at any time.

"I hope another twenty disciples will pass"

"The time has come to overthrow Yan Tu Baiyu."

Jiang Beixuan sighed slightly in his heart...

The Yan Tu Bai Territory must be taken over by his cultivator! Including the future Holy Master of the Zhenshi Sect, he must also choose a suitable candidate.

If he wants to completely control the Yan Tu Bai Territory, Whether it is establishing a branch of a sect or creating an imperial family by one's own cultivators... in short, one must suppress all the forces in that area!

Only in this way will the system judge that one has completed the task.

Yantu Baiyu It is relatively easy to control. The Fenglan Territory where the Zhenshi Holy Sect is located is in a good location, right at the core of the Yantu Hundred Territories.

Even if the strength of these named disciples is slightly weaker, I can still forcibly suppress the others who are ready to move. power.

But in the future, I am destined to have more cultivators. What they will conquer will be the entire Yanyang World!

After the Yantu Hundred Territories are solved, the screening difficulty must be increased.

In the entire Yanyang World, In some prosperous places, the vastness of even one territory is almost comparable to the hundreds of territories in Yantu!

In this vast land, there will always be times that you cannot take care of.

In short, the road is still long.

Jiang Beixuan turned around , raised his hand to tear the void, and the figure disappeared from the place

……

Qingxiao Domain, on the long border.

Millions of mountains stand tall, and a small city stands quietly outside the mountains.

At this moment, the city was filled with tension.

Many ferocious beasts pulled carts and were migrating toward the outside of the city.

The once prosperous restaurants and teahouses have closed down.

"well……"

"The melee between the imperial clan has begun, and the Qingxiao domain will be completely unsettled."

A white-haired old man looked at the team of fleeing monks on the street with a frown.

These people are not very strong. Most of them are only in the body-forging realm and cannot even control the magic weapon to cross the void.

It is also true that their lives There is even more no guarantee.

This small city stands on the border of Qingxiao Territory, and it may be affected by the fighting between the major forces at any time.

If you don't leave quickly, what awaits everyone will only be death.

In this strong man's future, In the world of respect, the lives of the weak are as humble as ants. Even if they are killed by the strong, they can only blame themselves for their bad luck.

"Uncle Clan, what are you still doing? Let's run away together now"

"Nearly ten million strong men from the Purple Sword Sect and the Snow Jade Sect are approaching here, and no one can tell when a melee will break out.……"

At this time, a sturdy man kindly reminded the white-haired old man:

"That's all, that's all"

"Old man, I won’t leave."

"Let's go……"

"My life is coming to an end, and being able to be buried in my hometown can be regarded as a fallen leaf returning to its roots."

The white-haired old man looked calm, with a hint of bitterness deep in his eyes.

Ever since the World-Suppressing Saint Sect powerfully suppressed the powerful men of the three major forces, the Qingxiao Territory has been peaceful for nearly a hundred years.

But all this will be completely broken.

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