"This is the end of the first round of trials. All the people who are alive follow me to draw lots and decide the order of the next round."

It was a calm male voice that finally broke the embarrassment.

He looked middle-aged, and he was also wearing a dark red deacon robe, but with a small silver sword embroidered on the cuff.

Chen Fan had noticed before that the black mysterious iron sword should be embroidered on the cuffs of the ordinary deacon.

In other words, this little sword should be a certain status symbol.

The middle-aged monk in front of him must be a deacon commander, so the silver sword embroidered on his cuffs.

But the cuffs of ordinary deacons embroidered with iron swords.

I have to say that Chen Fan's observation and analysis capabilities, even in the fairy world, are first-class existence.

Only from such small clues, all the analysis can be inseparable.

The middle-aged monk was named Du Fengnian, the head of the deacon of the Outer Sect of Immortal Lanzong in the Middle Heaven Realm, and one of the persons in charge of the trial of the Immortal Sect.

As for the monks with black iron swords embroidered on their cuffs, as Chen Fan had expected, they were only Du Fengnian's men.

The previous situation has become an outrageous situation.

Faced with Chen Fan, who was able to call and kill anyone by name, everyone would never dare to stand out.

After all, they have all come this far. No one imagined that there were more than two dozen dead bodies on the ground.

But if they were to retreat, they seemed a little timid.

So the double convenience stalemate came down.

Now Du Fengnian's words can be said to give everyone a step down.

Let this turmoil calm down.

The enchantment outside the Immortal Palace site dispersed, and everyone filed out. Following Du Fengnian's guidance, they went aside to participate in the lottery ceremony.

After the first round of trials is over, what is left is the second round of arena.

After drawing lots, you will decide who your opponent is.

In the end, through layers of screening, the final winner became the only lucky one to go to the middle-heavy realm, Xianlanzong.

Today, the remaining monks who passed the first round of trials just happened to be able to play three duels each. The losers were eliminated and the winners advanced.

Those who maintain three complete victories can participate in the final battle afterwards.

As everyone walked quietly towards the lottery venue, Du Fengnian did not know when he was a few steps behind, and walked side by side with Chen Fan at the end.

He looked into the distance, but the words were directed at Chen Fan.

"Young people, remember that you have just passed the easy break. Do you know that today's move will not do you any good, but will be disgusting!"

Obviously, Du Fengnian disliked Chen Fan's previous practice very much.

Especially after seeing that a mortal can have this domineering approach, it made him even more unacceptable.

In Du Fengnian's view, only fairyland monks are qualified to dominate.

The mere mortals, ants, dare to go against the sky?

Chen Fan is no one, he can naturally hear the oppression from Du Fengnian's words.

It is obvious that this person is not Chen Fan's friend.

Since he is not a friend, Chen Fan's approach has always been simple!

"The predecessors may have some truth, but they must not apply to the juniors."

"If I don't do this today, I will be the last person to die."

"So since it is to save lives, what about disgusting people?"

Speaking of this, Chen Fan paused for a while, and solemnly added: "Also, whether others hate Chen or not, what does it have to do with me?"

As soon as he said this, Du Fengnian suddenly turned his head, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he kept approaching Chen Fan!

Chen Fan instinctively felt that he was like a flat boat, in the stormy sea, his head was dizzy, as if there was a certain uncontrollable fear, which was constantly growing.

Almost exhausted their whole body's energy to fight this uncontrollable sense of fear, Chen Fan and Du Fengnian looked directly, the stubbornness in their expressions could be seen!

After a long time, Du Fengnian finally recovered the sharp light in his eyes.

After taking a deep look at Chen Fan, he said, "I hope you can always have this confidence!"

"I will be in the front and watch you well!"

After that, Du Fengnian finally left, and the pressure that had enveloped Chen Fan also disappeared.

Unknowingly, Chen Fan's back was soaked with sweat. I am afraid no one can imagine what kind of suffering he has endured before.

And this matter can only explain one point.

Any fairy cultivator is not a general generation!

Although Chen Fan had killed people known as Wonderland before, they were not real immortals. Instead, he used some means to forcibly increase his strength and reach the point of being close to Wonderland.

This time, I feel that there is still a big gap between the two sides.