Xuanhuan: I am the bad luck villain

Just when Qin Yu didn't bother to care about Zhao Mengran's troubles, he just found a seat and sat down, squinting his eyes and leaning against the tree to drink.

The sky suddenly burst into light, and hundreds of thousands of sword lights whizzed down. From a distance, it seemed that the Milky Way flowed, and the stars broke through the sky. It was so beautiful.

Before everyone who saw this scene could exclaim in amazement, a rain of swords galloped from countless giant sword peaks in the distance, and quickly gathered into a stream of swords, which had already fallen from the sky in front of everyone.

Along with the sound of clanging swords, the 36 Tiangang Peaks and the [-] Disha Peaks of Tianjiange, basically every mountain peak, sent an elder as a representative to come and select disciples.

A dense crowd of masters descended from the sky with their swords, shaking the ground with smoke and dust, and causing a burst of exclamation.

As the smoke dissipated, hundreds of sword masters who looked unusual appeared in front of many disciples.

A dazzling array of magical weapons are carried or held, and the bosses of different shapes have different expressions.

Looking at so many masters appearing together, and surrounded by spiritual energy, no one seems to be weaker than the Leaving Aperture Realm.

The surrounding disciples hurriedly stood up and silenced, and for a while, no one dared to speak again.

It's just that among these disciples, most of them looked at the masters in front of them, but couldn't help showing bitterness on their faces, and even faintly revealed a trace of despair in their eyes.

They know that these masters are not coming for them, but for those geniuses who have been screened out.

Each of the one hundred and eight sword peaks needs fresh blood.

And those who have achieved certain results in climbing the mountain and showed outstanding talents are the targets they want to divide this time.

As for the guys who didn't even make it half way up?
They are not qualified to let the elders bring people to fight in person, these guys will only be assigned by the elders of the outer sect.

And the distribution method is also very simple and rude, any spiritual root of any attribute can be thrown to any mountain gate, if it is too different, then randomly thrown into a mountain gate.

No one cares whether they can get ahead, and no one expects them to get ahead at all.

They can't even climb half of Qilin Peak. This group of guys who are considered geniuses everywhere, their future results will be like that.

After all, cultivating immortals is based on talent and perseverance, and the coercion of Qilin Peak is not too difficult when it is in the first five thousand floors.

As long as you are an innate master, as long as your heart is strong enough and your beliefs are firm enough, you can definitely climb up.

And like this kind of guy who is qualified to go up, but is not even willing to work hard, and has no persistence at all.

Tianjian Pavilion is simply too lazy to waste resources on cultivation.

Seeing more than 100 Tianjian Pavilion masters appear, not to mention ordinary disciples, even Zhao Mengran beside Qin Yu quickly showed excitement on his face, and hurriedly withdrew his poisonous tongue, not daring to continue to offend people.

It's just that compared to her excitement, Qin Yu's face quickly revealed an expression of seeing a ghost.

Because in his eyes, this group of heads generally had light silver or even dark silver halos on their heads. Among the Tianjian Pavilion masters who were not ordinary at first glance, there was a figure that seemed so out of place.

In the pitch-black halo, there was still a faint bloody glow.

Not to mention the armor on his burly body, he also carried a giant sword on his shoulders, making him look extremely sturdy.

This is by no means a black ring!This is obviously because the red light is too heavy, it directly turns into a nearly black halo!
It is the same level of halo as the halo above Qin Yu's head now!The villain's scarlet ring!
In the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, the leader of the righteous way, there is such a big devil who has definitely killed countless people!What are you kidding? This!
And what frightened Qin Yu the most was that this stern-faced strong man had a giant sword in his hand that Qin Yu had seen before.

In the pictures of luck of countless people, although their appearances are different, they are not wearing armor.

But Qin Yu still recognized it at a glance. Isn't the strong man with white hair in front of him the guy who directly stretched out his hand to take away everyone in this area in the pictures of those disciples?
Even the shoes are exactly the same!
Looking at the old man with white hair in the distance, he is still full of energy.

Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he pulled Zhao Mengran aside and began to back away slowly.

He realized that he might have been wrong.

It is true that everyone in this area met a group of people by chance.

But this opportunity may not be a good thing!

After all, whoever stipulated that it must be a good thing to get benefits!
At least for Qin Yu, it can never be a good thing to follow such a big devil master!
Realizing that the situation was not good, he quickly took Zhao Mengran to withdraw from this area.

But before Qin Yu walked halfway, a loud shout suddenly reached everyone's ears.

"Okay! Everyone stay still! Now the elders of the major peaks will select the disciples! Those disciples who have successfully ascended the five thousand ranks will come up first to hand in tokens, which will be checked by the elders, and then the disciples at the seven thousand ranks will stand out separately. The elders will lead them to the main hall to meet the peak master and sect master, and they will decide in person which elder will be your teacher."

Following the words of an elder from the outer sect, Qin Yu stopped helplessly.

After all, there is no way to keep going, and now everyone has quieted down, standing still in place.

As for the disobedient movements of the two of them, wouldn't it be more conspicuous.

His complexion kept changing, Qin Yu's eyes rolled wildly, and he kept thinking about how to slip away from this elder who didn't look like a good thing at first sight.

Just as he was thinking, with the elders lined up in front of him, the process of selecting disciples officially began.

Those disciples who were lucky enough to climb the [-]th floor and were destined to join the inner sect kept gathering towards these elders.

Some of them have already inquired about what each sword peak is good at before, directly selected the target, and went to the past.

As for those super geniuses who reached the [-]th rank?

There are only a few of them, and they have been specially protected by standing aside, and even the protectors are the four elders of the outer sect.

Only those outer disciples remained motionless, looking forward with envious eyes.

Seeing how lively the scene was, Zhao Mengran, who couldn't wait to show off, kept looking around excitedly.

Seeing that Qin Yu's face was gloomy and he had no intention of going up, Zhao Mengran couldn't help but look at him suspiciously.

"Why aren't you excited at all? We're about to become famous, don't you want to hurry up and shock the audience?"

Hearing Zhao Mengran's words, Qin Yu didn't answer, but just glanced at her expressionlessly.

Looking at Qin Yu's expressionless face, Zhao Mengran was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized something, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Oh! I understand! You kid wants to imitate the behavior of the son of luck recorded in those books, so you chose to appear at the end, right! You are so boring!"