Martial Godly Emperor

This meant that the people who entered would fight with their compatriots for the sake of this ranking.    

This made many of the Descendant of Meng Family unable to bear it.    

"Old Ancestor, may I ask what is the meaning of killing them?"    

"I, Meng Fan, have been cultivating my entire life, but in the end, I have to kill my own kind. I, can't do it!"    

"This is too cruel!"    

" My sword only knows how to kill the enemy, never chopping towards my own people! "    

"If I kill my own people for the sake of ranking, I will give it a try, choose to withdraw!"    

Voices of opposition rang out from below in excitement.    

There were also those who said they would withdraw from this competition.    

Of course, there were also many disciples who disapproved.    

"When you're outside, in order to obtain some cultivation resources, you have to risk your life. Then, within the clan, you don't have to go all out to obtain the cultivation resources you want? "    

"Haha, these people speak impassively, but they don't know that when they treat ordinary disciples, they constantly stab them. Do you think that the harm they usually do to ordinary disciples is harm?"    

"In order to climb up, some people allow outsiders to bully us ordinary disciples, but now, they say that they can't bear to fight with us. Ridiculous, truly laughable to the extreme!"    

Meng Mutian looked down, and the Incineration Imprint on his body was revealed.    

He was confident. With his hands behind his back, he looked down patiently. However, a few disciples behind him stood up and shouted, "Quiet! Quiet! The old ancestor is talking about the rules. All of you, shut up!"    

Thus, the noise gradually quieted down.    

Meng Mutian said in a clear voice, "What I said just now was' kill '. I didn't ask you to kill the Descendant of Meng Family."    

"Maybe what I said just now made you misunderstand me. Let me explain."    

"That is to say, in this map of Ethereal Immortal Road, there are ten thousand tokens. Whoever obtains more tokens will get a good ranking."    

"However, if you want to obtain these tokens, you can't avoid fighting with the other disciples. Then, during this process, it is possible to kill the other party or be killed by the other party. My meaning is very clear, as long as you intentionally kill the other party... Not only will I be disqualified, if the plot is vile... After coming out, I will definitely kill him."    

"What I advocate is for you all to go all out and fight. If there are unavoidable casualties, as long as it is not intentional and adheres to the rules, I did not ask you to go in and kill your compatriots, understand?"    

His words carried a sense of dignity as they echoed over and over in the wide square.    

Only then did the disciples understand what the old ancestor meant.    

Indeed, in such an important competition, many people had to show their true abilities. It was not as if they were playing house. No one could guarantee that there would be some casualties during this process.    

Seeing that everyone understood what the old ancestor meant, Meng Mutian said, "In the rules, it's not malicious or vengeful. It's fine. If someone maliciously kills others and kills them, it is not like that. "    

"There's one more thing. As long as you admit defeat, you can immediately withdraw. You don't need to stay in this painting for a full year. "    

He looked at everyone and waved his hand. With a whoosh, the "Mountain River Diagram of the Ethereal Immortal Path" was cast into the air. Instantly, the Dao Fate on the painting began to emit rays of Yuan Power.    

The things on the painting seemed to come alive as the water on the water gurgled and the little birds sang.    

When everyone saw the painting, they were a little absent-minded and felt a great pressure because there was a Heavenly Dao added to the painting.    

When Meng Mutian saw the painting, his face revealed excitement. This was because this hundred-year Tribulation-life should be able to produce some good seedlings.    

Just as he was about to call for someone to enter, a few voices suddenly rang out from the crowd.    

"Old Ancestor, may I ask, if someone purposely gave some tokens to some talented disciples, what would you say about this situation?"    

"Or perhaps someone knew where those tokens were placed and leaked them to some talented disciples. Then, wouldn't ordinary disciples like us have no advantages at all?"    

It turned out that some disciples doubted the fairness of this competition.    

Meng Mutian said with a faint smile, "These disciples' doubts are reasonable."    

"Yo -!"    

When the people below heard this, they let out waves of discontented voices. Many of the disciples had an expression that said, "So there really is an insider."    

For so many years, could this be considered as the official proof from the upper echelons of Meng Family that the Core Descendant had an advantage over ordinary disciples?    

"Hey, do you think there really is an insider?"    

Su Yuyan's beautiful eyes sparkled. She elbowed Meng Yu and said.    

"I don't think so. Just listen to what the old ancestor has to say."    

He laughed softly.    

"You all think so, he said softly. Then I advise you all to withdraw from this competition. "    

A proud smile hung on Meng Mutian's lips.    

When the crowd heard this, they seemed to have understood something.    

If there was an inside story this time, then why would the higher ups of Meng Family organize such a competition? They could just give the rewards to the direct descendants.    

"All of you are Tribulation-life Stage disciples. If you encounter any problems in the future... Use your brain to think," Meng Mutian said, pointing at his own head. “ Do you have any other questions? If not, then the competition will begin. "    

After knowing that this competition was fair and just, many of the disciples secretly clenched their fists, wanting to show off their skills in this competition.    

From some sources, they knew that even if they didn't achieve good results, as long as they showed some of their abilities and were selected by some elders and higher ups, they would still be able to enter the core level of Meng Family.    

"Old Ancestor, may I ask what the token that you mentioned looks like?"    

"That's right, let me take a look."    

Some of the disciples called out.    

"Peng!"    

A black token with a dragon engraved on it rose from Meng Mutian's palm and floated in the air.    

"This token is soundless and tasteless. It doesn't show any Dao Fate, and there are no Yuan energy fluctuations. Therefore, all of you can only try your best to search for it."    

"Of course, if someone is lucky enough to obtain many of these tokens, I can only wish him good luck. The disciples who obtain these tokens are highly valued by the Meng Family, because this means that he has a very good luck."    

After the disciples understood what was going on, Meng Mutian waved his hand. An unusually dense smoke rose from the square in an instant, enveloping countless disciples.    

After that, Meng Yu, Meng Lou, Meng Xiaoyan and the others felt their bodies being pulled by a huge force. They couldn't help but fly towards the floating map of the Ethereal Immortal Path.    

Meng Yu's eyes were filled with thick smoke.    

When the smoke disappeared, he found himself in a desert. Here, he was surrounded by endless weathered rock formations. Apart from him, there was no one else.    

"Could it be that I have entered the painting?"    

The answer was obvious.    

"In a place like this, how can I find that token?"    

Meng Yu carefully released the Spiritual Consciousness to explore and walked forward.    

In the small mountain peak outside.    

"Mu Tian's idea this time is pretty good. It's to protect those disciples who are competing."    

The graceful and moving Jiao Ruxue smiled at Ning Hanyan by the side and said.    

"Is that so? I just want my son to be able to come out safely."    

Ning Hanyan said.