As soon as Black Star, the Lord of the Hall of All Stars, finished his words, the star map on the dome exploded with a bang, and thousands of fireflies appeared. Nine gilded chains twisted like living things, slowly unfolding the suspended star map.

The tiny runes intertwined in midair to form a golden light curtain, which was projected onto the square in the hall, and the rules of the martial arts competition were clearly displayed:

"Each faction will send one Saint God Realm and two Heavenly God Realm representatives. The game will be a best-of-three game. The winner will have priority in choosing the secret treasures left behind by the six overlords."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of a jade flute was heard from the seat on the right. The elder of the Wanjian Sect stroked his beard and chuckled: "Since we are selecting talents, my Wanjian Sect will be the first to throw out a brick to attract jade!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two green-robed disciples walked out slowly with steps as fast as flowing clouds.

The young man walking in front had the jade pendant with the words "Qingyun" engraved on his waist. He was Lin Qingfeng, the chief disciple of Wanjian Sect.

Although the two people behind him had restrained auras, there was a faint green energy flowing around them, and it was obvious that they were both in the late stage of the Heavenly God Realm.

"That's the Wanjian Sect, the leader of the six overlords! Rumor has it that there are more than five Saint God Realm masters in their sect. Maybe today I can broaden my horizons..."

There were discussions in the hall, but the five overlords just sat there motionless, observing the situation on the field with sharp eyes.

Time passed in silence, and only two people from the Wanjian Sect stood in the square with their hands behind their backs.

The other four overlords remained silent and watched in silence.

The strength of the five overlords is actually not much different. The main difference is the high-end combat power. The disciples below can no longer decide anything...

The Star Hall Master Black Star looked gloomy. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly turned his gaze to Ni Tian Er Xing in the corner, with a smile that did not reach his eyes:

"Fellow Daoist Mingzun, there is a powerful person like you in the Heaven Beyond Heaven, why don't you also participate in the martial arts competition and let everyone open their eyes?"

His fingertips unconsciously stroked the armrests of the throne, and the star track patterns twisted strangely in the shadows - this seemed like a warm invitation, but in fact it was a hidden temptation.

If there is only one Saint God in the Heaven Beyond Heaven who goes against the Heaven, then there is no need to worry about it.

But if there are two of them, then it will be another potential dominant force, and even Black Star must take it seriously.

Ni Tian Er Xing chuckled from beneath his mask, and blood-colored lines on his body suddenly lit up, and ripples appeared in the void:

"Since I have received such kindness from the Palace Master, I, Tianwaitian, shall certainly perform my duties well."

As he raised his hand, Wu Wudi and Shang Xuan Moye appeared beside him one after another.

The two men appeared like ghosts, the former's scimitar rang softly, and the latter's black robe fluttered without wind. The two men exuded a natural aura of the divine realm.

The Soul-Catching Hall Master suddenly slammed the table and stood up. The black mist in his sleeves surged like a tide, and thousands of skulls screamed miserably: "Just right!"

"I want to see how powerful this so-called genius from the outer world is!"

Following his order, the demonic energy of the two black-robed disciples surged, and ferocious demonic patterns spread along their skin, transforming into substantial black mist chains that shot towards the square.

"Star Shattering Sword Technique."

Shang Xuan Mo Ye's long sword was unsheathed, and the crisp sound of the cold light tearing through the air was intertwined with the buzzing sound of Wu Wudi's scimitar.

"The only sword technique? Clouds cut through the sky."

Facing the black mist chains shooting towards him, Wu Wudi's body was as fast as lightning, his scimitar drew a mysterious arc, and seven blood-red blade beams slashed out in the shape of the Big Dipper, instantly crushing the chains into powder.

Shang Xuan Mo Ye followed closely behind, his sword intent condensed into a three-inch sword domain, trapping another chain within it. He lightly tapped the tip of the sword, and the chain exploded.

"A trifle!"

The Soul Capture Hall disciples grinned fiercely, and the evil energy around their bodies transformed into thousands of soul-devouring ghost hands, pressing down like an overwhelming force.

"Get out of here."

Wu Wudi roared, and the scimitar suddenly grew three feet in size. The blood-red blade light was like the Milky Way rolling back, and all the ghost hands were annihilated wherever it passed.

Shang Xuan Mo Ye's sword took an unconventional approach and used exquisite body skills to go behind his opponent. His sword energy was like falling stars, forcing the disciple to retreat in embarrassment.

"The Imperius Curse."

On the other side, the black-robed disciple formed seals with his hands, and suddenly a dark vortex appeared on the ground, and countless pale arms stretched out from it.

Shangxuan Mo Ye pointed his sword into the void, and nine sword shadows condensed into a demon-killing sword formation. As the sword energy spread, his arms broke into pieces;

Wu Wudi took advantage of the situation and approached the opponent, aiming his scimitar straight at the throat.

"No......"

The black-robed disciple hurriedly cast out a magic shield, but it was split open by the scimitar. At the critical moment, he rolled sideways, but a large piece of flesh was still cut off from his shoulder.

“Damn it!!!”

The fierce battle was in full swing. A fierce look flashed in the eyes of the Soul Capture Hall Master. The black mist in his sleeves condensed into a giant skull, and it bared its fangs, ready to devour Shang Xuan Moyue.

Ni Tian Er Xing was well prepared, a blood-red knife light broke through the air and cut the skull in half.

"Soul-stealing Palace Master?" Ni Tian Er Xing stared at the Soul-stealing Palace Master with a cold gaze, his aura of pressure as if it were real. "We agreed on the rules, do you want to be the first one to break them?"

“You!” The Soul-Catching Palace Master laughed in anger, the demonic energy around him surging crazily, and the pressure from the Holy Divine Realm made the candlelight in the palace flicker. “In that case, I will personally learn from the high skills of the Heaven Beyond Heaven!”

Before he finished speaking, he had already transformed into black mist and rushed towards Ni Tian, distorting the space wherever he passed.

"Break the limit? Open."

The gaze under Ni Tian Er Xing's mask became increasingly cold, and blood-colored lines intertwined into a formation in the void.

As he raised his hand, a huge blood-red blade wheel tore through space and collided with the black mist of the Soul Capture Hall Master, making a shocking roar.

The entire Hall of Stars shook violently, the star map runes on the dome flashed wildly, and the nine gilded chains wailed as if they would break in the next second.

Upon seeing this, Black Star, the Lord of the Hall of All Stars, quickly used a mysterious formation to isolate all the disciples fighting below.

Then he concentrated on observing the battle between the two Saint Gods in front of him.

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