The System Takes Me to Practice

Before long, the three of Yang Fan came to the nearest branch of the mercenary union and took out their mercenary badges and mission certificates. After the handover, apart from getting the mission deposit back, they also received the reward for this mission. , But only a poor one hundred middle-grade fairy crystals.

For a monk in the fairyland. A hundred middle-grade immortal crystals are indeed a lot, but the land-level mercenaries can take over this task. You know, in addition to using a large number of immortal crystals to directly increase the level of mercenaries, it will take tens of thousands of years for ordinary cultivators to upgrade to earth level. They need to receive tens of thousands of mysterious tasks and pass the assessment of strength.

Generally speaking, the strength of an earth-level mercenary must at least have the strength of a heavenly fairyland, but a hundred middle-grade immortal crystals are like a tasteless to a true fairyland powerhouse.

"Goodbye bye."

After handing over the task, Yan Ling hurriedly left after a few words.

"Why, Brother Yang, look at it. People are already far away, do they fall in love with her?"

Murong Zhan saw Yang Fan watching Yan Ling go away, thinking that he had all thoughts about Yan Ling.

"You think too much, I'm already married."

Yang Fan disliked him and opened Murong Zhan's hand on his shoulder, turned and walked towards the location of the teleportation formation of the Jianwu Dynasty.

"Really? Then why watch her leave?"

"I just envy her strength, the tenth level of Heavenly Wonderland, I really don't know how long it will take me to reach this level."

Speaking of strength, Murong Zhan looked at Yang Fan and felt that he had really cultivated into a dog. It has only been more than a year since he broke through the fairyland, and now he has improved three levels. What kind of cultivation talent is this.

A day later, there was a large teleportation formation to the south of the capital city of the Jianwu dynasty. Except for other dynasty capitals, other places could directly pass the teleportation formation.

After three days of rushing, Yang Fan and Murong Zhan finally caught up with the latest batch at noon, and they were going to the large teleportation formation in the central area of ​​the lower continent.

There are many people in the square, but not many people go to the central area.

"Where to go?"

Yang Fan and Murong Zhan just lined up for a few minutes before it was their turn.

"Central area people list Tianjiao vs. Taiwan."

The soldier in charge of registration was taken aback and looked at Yang Fan subconsciously, but shook his head when he saw that Yang Fan only had the strength of the third floor of Earth Wonderland.

"Several people."

"Two people."

"It needs two hundred middle-grade fairy crystals."

Two hundred middle-grade immortal crystals were thrown on the table by Yang Fan, and the soldier casually put away the immortal crystals and opened the formation of the entrance.

Soon, the time to activate the teleportation array had arrived. With the trembling of his feet, Yang Fan saw that the people in the array were wrapped in white light, and a powerful spatial fluctuation came, but it was protected by some formations. Space fluctuation led everyone through the space channel to the extremely remote central area.

I don't know how long it has passed, it may be an hour, or it may be half a day. There is no concept of time when traveling through space channels.

Just when Yang Fan thought that this situation would continue for a long time, the surrounding spatial fluctuations suddenly disappeared, and when he reacted, he had already appeared in the huge empty square.

"here is?"

Yang Fan planned to take out the map to check it, but was interrupted by Murong Zhan's words.

"Brother Yang, this is right below the people list in the central area."

Yang Fan looked up to the sky, and he saw a huge light curtain with two golden characters written on the top of the light curtain-Renbang

There are 10,000 names on the top of the list. There is the name of the person’s power in front of the name. At the same time, there are some basic information about him below the name. This information is public, so the super strong who made the list will not Offend the forces behind this person.

First place: Long Aotian of the Dragon Clan in the Middle Reaches, the grandson of the patriarch of the Dragon Clan, the tenth peak of the Golden Wonderland, 350,000 years old.

Second place: Wang Kai, the core disciple of the Xianwu Sect in the Lower Continent, a direct disciple of the Sect Master of the Xianwu Sect, the tenth-tier high-ranking Golden Wonderland, 380 thousand years old.

Third place: Crown Prince of the Sacred Dragon Dynasty of Zhongyou Zhou, ten-story high-ranking Golden Wonderland, 400,000 years old.

fourth place......

There are two basic conditions for being selected on the list, that is, the age cannot exceed 500,000 years, and the highest realm cannot exceed the Golden Wonderland.

Note that this is about realm rather than strength. In fact, the real combat power of Tianjiao on the tenth floor of the Golden Wonderland, which is ranked top by many people, surpasses the Golden Wonderland, but their realm is still the Golden Wonderland.

And there is an unwritten rule of this kind of Tianjiao list, that is, once the realm exceeds the highest limit of the Tianjiao list, the ranking will automatically be removed from the top.

What's interesting is that this kind of delisting is done manually, that is, if you break through to the Taiyi Golden Immortal and have not been noticed by the forces behind the list, then you will not be delisted. But this kind of situation is rare, because the power behind the creation of the Tianjiao list is the Karma Temple, and the creator of the Karma Temple is a saint who is proficient in the avenue of cause and effect, and is also a terrifying existence in the top three in the Celestial Realm.

Yang Fan's gaze continued to move down, and when he knew his gaze had reached the eighth thousandth place, his gaze stopped abruptly, and the strange and somewhat familiar name was printed in Yang Fan's eye.

Eighth Thousandth: Zhou Zhiyuan, the second young master of Zhou's family in Lower Zhou, a ten-story high-ranking heavenly wonderland, 150,000 years old.

Yang Fan inquired that Zhou Feilong, the young master of the Zhou family, had only the eighth level of Heavenly Wonderland. In terms of talent, his second brother Zhou Zhiyuan was stronger. It's just that after hearing the gossip, the two are at odds and are half brothers.

Although Zhou Zhiyuan's talent was higher, his mother who could not hold Zhou Feilong was the wife of the Zhou family for two months, and was the highest in terms of status. This also caused Zhou Zhiyuan to not be valued by the Zhou family.

So this has also led Zhou Zhiyuan to travel and practice all year round. If it were not because his mother was still alive, he would go back to report safety from time to time, otherwise Zhou Zhiyuan would never return to Zhou's home.

When Yang Fan's gaze reached the number nine thousand and ninety-nine, his gaze was completely frozen, staring at the familiar name.

Ninth Thousand Nine Hundred and Nine Hundred and Nine Hundred and Nine Hundred: Sword Invincible, founder of the Divine Sword Gate of the Five Sources of the Lower Realm, the third floor of Heavenly Wonderland, 30,000 years old.

When Jian Wudi was cultivating to Earth Wonderland, he challenged the monks in this ranking at the time. As a powerhouse who once mastered the Five Source Continent, Jian Wudi didn't want to be ranked last, so he chose this ranking. And there is a rule in the ranking of Tianjiao, that is, after defeating a Tianjiao, the rank of the cultivator after this Tianjiao will automatically drop one place.

Therefore, the original condition of the 10,000th place was very unlucky and was squeezed out of the rankings.

"The time is coming. I have less than a year to go. I really hope to see Master soon."

Looking at the name of the ninth thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, Yang Fan muttered in his heart.