Three days passed by in a blink of an eye.
Zhou Qi did not return to Wood Element Tower, so killing the three Li Han has no meaning.
The exaggerated score on Dome Screen has already explained all the problems. Killing a few more is of little significance.
At dusk on the third day, Zhou Qi stopped running and Cultivation Method slowly opened its eyes and looked up at Dome Screen.
The rankings have almost been fixed, and the top twenty-seven have not changed much in the past three days.
Only the three at the back change from time to time.
The moment Zhou Qi raised his head, number 28 moved again.
One name disappears, and another name slowly appears.
It's Xiao Huo.
Great Yong Dynasty now has five people in the top thirty, which is an unprecedented event in the thousands of years since Great Yong was founded.
Zhou Qi glanced at it, didn't pay much attention, closed his eyes and continued to meditate.
On the last day, the morning light came on, and the Immortal Ascension Token in Zhou Qi's hand suddenly became hot.
Immediately afterwards, the surrounding space began to fluctuate.
A little ripple appears out of thin air in the space, and then the ripple spreads outward from that point, going round and round, getting denser and faster.
Zhou Qi stood up and took Token back into his arms.
The moment the ripples spread around his body, a feeling of weightlessness suddenly hit him, and his internal organs seemed to be lifted upwards.
His eyes went dark at first, and then suddenly lit up.
When my feet touched solid ground again, the familiar Spiritual Qi Primordial Mountain rushed towards my face.
The surrounding space is still fluctuating, and figures appear out of thin air one after another.
Some people landed firmly, while others staggered a few steps before regaining their balance.
Meng Rou appeared three feet away.
After she stood firm, she glanced across the crowd and met Zhou Qi. She nodded slightly without speaking, and then led Dagan Dynasty's group to the other side of the square.
Zhou Qi looked away and continued to look upward.
Sure enough, there were four or five figures suspended in the air, and the person leading them was none other than Liu Ying who sent them in in the first place.
It's just that at this moment, Liu Ying's brows have turned into a knot.
He stared intently at the figures that kept popping up from the void, one after another, one after another.
Then the space fluctuations gradually became sparse, the distance between new people appearing became longer and longer, and finally it became completely silent.
No.
There is not a single Great Sun Dynasty person.
Liu Ying's hand holding Token tightened unconsciously. It's been so long, no matter what, a few people should have come out.
Finally, three figures finally emerged, none other than Primordial Hall and Li Han.
Liu Ying The lead in his arms suddenly felt a rush of heat. The heat was like a basin of cold water pouring down his back.
This heat means that there is no longer a living person in Small World.
He stared at Li Han and the three of them blankly, and there was a buzz in his head, as if something exploded.
Ten people.
Great Sun Dynasty A total of ten people, all dead?
Nascent Soul Realm's breath began to spread out uncontrollably.
That sense of oppression spread silently, like a big invisible hand slowly pressing down from the mountainside.
There was silence on the mountainside for a moment.
Everyone was aware of the terrifying pressure. Some turned pale, some took half a step back involuntarily, and some subconsciously clenched the weapons in their hands.
Zhou Qi frowned, Spiritual Power quietly circulated in his body, and he was already prepared for the worst.
At this moment, a dry palm landed lightly on Liu Ying's shoulder.
There was a soft "pop" sound, and the momentum Liu Ying had just raised seemed to be pressed against the chest by something, and instantly died down and completely dissipated.
"Master Nephew Liu, please don't lose your sense of proportion."
The voice was old and flat, without any anger, but it made Liu Ying tremble all over.
He suddenly came back to his senses, turned around and looked behind him, and saw an old man standing behind him at some point. He had a skinny figure, gray hair, and a pair of eyes that were as old as ever.
Liu Ying bowed and clasped his fists, his forehead almost touching his hands. "Elder Wang is saying that the juniors know their mistakes."
Elder Wang glanced at him indifferently, his eyes passing over the crowd below. "Ascendant Path is a personal creation. He has a destiny of life and death. He can't blame others."
Liu Ying bowed his head again and said yes.
But at the moment when he lowered his head, deep in his eyes, a hint of sinisterness surged past like an undercurrent, and was suppressed by him again.
"Go on." After Elder Wang said that, his figure flashed and disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.
Liu Ying slowly straightened up and exhaled a heavy breath.
His gaze swept across everyone in the audience, like a silent knife, scraping across everyone's face, and many people subconsciously avoided his sight.
In the end, he didn't ask.
It is a rule set by the founder of the sect that killing people is allowed in the Immortal Path.
Great Sun Dynasty is extremely powerful in the secular dynasty, but to the entire Primordial Immortal Sect, it is just a speck of dust.
And his current identity as Liu Ying is to receive the envoy, so it would be taboo to ask questions. This is a violation of the sect's rules.
He took a few deep breaths, finally suppressed the rage in his heart, and spoke in a hoarse voice:
"Everyone! Congratulations to everyone for successfully surviving. Next, everyone will hand over their Immortal Ascension Token one by one. I will judge the top thirty based on everyone's points."
Everyone in the audience looked at each other in confusion. After a moment of silence, Meng Rou was the first to step forward and handed Token into the hands of the disciple.
With her taking the lead, the others followed one after another.
Zhou Qi was walking among the crowd, and the uneasiness in his heart could not go away. He had just killed his brother, and the other party was still in the dark at the moment.
He walked up to the receiving disciple and handed over Token.
When the disciple took Token, he raised his head and glanced at him, then injected Spiritual Power, and the numbers appeared on the back of Token.
The moment the number came out, the disciple's hand shook violently, and Token almost slipped from his palm.
But fortunately, his professionalism was still there. After a while, he looked at Zhou Qi again and made a note on the roster.
After half an hour, all Token were collected.
The disciple in charge of statistics immersed himself in checking for a long time, and finally presented a list to Liu Ying with both hands.
Liu Ying took the list and scanned it from top to bottom.
However, as soon as his eyes fell, his whole body suddenly froze in place.
I saw an extremely eye-catching score written on the first place position.
And in front of the score is a very out of place dynasty name.
Liu Ying's fingers tightened suddenly, and a wrinkle formed on the page of the roster.
First place, Great Yong Dynasty Zhou Qi, twenty-three thousand five hundred and sixty points.
That's more than 10,000 points higher than the second place...
Great Yong Dynasty?
Liu Ying's breathing suddenly became heavy. He was gasping for air, and his chest was rising and falling violently, as if he was trying to suppress this emotion.
Then he suddenly raised his head, his eyes like lightning, piercing the crowd in the audience.
Everyone in the audience was chatting or resting.
There was only a young man in gray robes who was looking at him quietly, leaning against the rocks and crossing his arms with no expression on his face.
Found it!
Liu Ying's eyes narrowed, anger surged in his eyes, and the anger deep in his pupils could no longer be hidden.
It's him!
It's definitely him!
Zhou Qi!