Chapter 1786 No One Wants It?

The projection of the Iron-Blooded Palace Master made the fifteen proud men feel tremendous pressure, as if they were facing an invincible and majestic being.

The opponent can easily beat them to death with just a move of their hands, and any power becomes insignificant and vulnerable in front of the opponent.

"Is this the Iron-Blooded Palace Master? It is indeed powerful, I can smell the breath of death." Ye Xuan took a deep breath.

This is the strongest existence Ye Xuan has ever encountered, and the others don't count at all.

"This person must be a strong man of gods and demons, even stronger than a strong man of gods and demons." Ye Xuan didn't know what this realm was, but with the strength of the Iron-Blooded Palace Master, there was no doubt that he was invincible.

Just look at the eyes of the proud man present.

While these people were frightened, the remaining disciples of the Iron-Blooded Demon Palace all looked at them with admiration.

Bailang reported to the projection, "Palace Master, these are the 15 chosen ones that our Iron-Blooded Devil Palace has selected this time. They are better than ever before. They are a batch of fresh blood."

The master of the Iron-Blooded Palace said, "The disciples this time are indeed quite good. You have done a good job and must be cultivated well. The Iron-Blooded Demonic Palace needs you, and the Iron-Blooded Demonic Palace will become stronger because of you."

Bailang nodded and said, "Palace Master, don't worry, these proud men will definitely become the pillars of our Iron-Blooded Demon Palace in the future."

Crash!

The projection of the Iron-Blooded Palace Master suddenly disappeared.

The huge pressure disappeared.

Everyone often breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Palace Master has already met you. From now on, you will be the new disciples of the Iron-Blooded Demon Palace." Bailang turned to everyone and said, "Then it is time for you to become disciples. In the Iron-Blooded Demon Palace, any disciple will have A master will lead you in cultivation and explain to you the confusions about cultivation."

Bailang clapped his hands and said, "Elders, you can come out now."

A group of people walked out of the palace, lined up, and stood not far from Bailang.

Most of these people were middle-aged men, and some were old men. They were of different ages, but each of them had a very strong aura.

Even Ye Xuan, the ruthless Demon Lord, had to admit that these people were indeed very strong.

Obviously they are all in the life and death realm, but in this life and death realm, you can feel the dangerous atmosphere at a glance.

"Now you just stand still and let them choose you. If you are chosen, you can follow your master. Your master will tell you what you should do in the Iron-Blooded Demon Palace in the future and how to practice?"

The hearts of the fifteen proud men of heaven tightened.

"Is this a new round of competition?" Ye Xuan thought secretly.

When I first came to the Iron-Blooded Demon Palace, I had to have a apprenticeship, and I didn’t choose my own master, which was a bit interesting!

Ye Xuan didn't care much about which elder he worshiped under.

"The Art of Oblivion practiced by the Merciless Demon Lord is very similar to my technique. He belongs to me!" One of the elders stood up and said.

Bailang nodded, "Okay!"

The elder pointed at the Heartless Demon Lord and said, "Boy, come with me."

Without waiting for the Ruthless Demon Lord to say anything, a force enveloped the Ruthless Demon Lord and he was taken away directly.

"The Blood Demon is destined to me, he can be my disciple."

The Blood Devil was also taken away!

One by one, Heaven's chosen ones were quickly picked up by these elders, and it was as easy and convenient as buying vegetables in the market.

Ye Xuan was never chosen, so he thought to himself, "It seems that my luck is not very good. No one picked me. Am I that bad?"

Ye Xuan watched as 14 of the most favored men were picked away one after another.

Of course, Ye Xuan is an exception.

One by one the elders and the proud men left, and in the blink of an eye, there was only one white-haired old man left.

This old man with gray hair looked listless all over his body.

Bai Lang said to Ye Xuan, "He is your master!"

Ye Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He could still encounter such a thing. After all, he was the more ferocious one among them, but no one wanted him. In the end, he was replaced by such a white-haired old man.

Ye Xuan still has good eyesight, and there is already a trace of death in this old man.

Others may not be able to sense it, but Ye Xuan senses it, which means that the old man's life is short and he may die soon.

This time may be 10 years, 20 years, or even three to five years.

"Boy, follow me!" The white-haired old man's eyes were cloudy. With a wave of his hand, the same force fell on Ye Xuan and was taken out of the palace.

Bai Lang watched Ye Xuan disappear into the palace and shook his head, "Ye Xuan is a boy who has bad luck."

"That boy is so unlucky!"

"Who says otherwise? That elder's life is short. He usually just takes care of flowers and plants. Whoever becomes his disciple will have a hard time."

"I'm sure that boy Ye Xuan must have offended someone. Otherwise, no one would pick him up."

"I think so too. When we were selecting disciples that time, everyone wasn't competing for them. That's what happened today."

After Bai Lang left, the disciples of the Iron-Blooded Demon Palace started talking one after another.

That really rarely happens today.

Everyone soon realized what was going on.

It's more of a kind of schadenfreude.

After all, this is the Iron-Blooded Demon Palace and the Iron-Blooded Holy Land, and there is competition in cultivation.

Now that one person is directly eliminated, everyone will naturally be happy, which means that resources are tilted and will no longer be wasted on this person.

Then someone will be able to obtain more resources to practice.

In the Iron-Blooded Holy Land, resources are the most important. Without resources, it is simply impossible to become stronger.

Ye Xuan didn't struggle and was taken away by the old man.

The old man was very strong and led Ye Xuan through mountain peaks, and finally came to a tall mountain peak.

Compared with other mountain peaks, this location seems much more remote, and the aura of heaven and earth seems to be much weaker.

"From now on you will practice here."

The old man took Ye Xuan to the palace on the mountain peak.

The enveloping power also disappeared. The old man said lightly, turned around and walked in.

"Ah, is this the end?" Ye Xuan stood in the palace, suspecting that he heard wrongly.

This is not like apprenticeship, it is completely perfunctory!

"No, no, there must be something wrong here."

Ye Xuan is not a fool or idiot. If you can't tell, such a scene would be abnormal.

"Junior Brother Ye Xuan welcomes you to pass the examination and become a disciple of the Iron-Blooded Demon Palace."

At the entrance of the palace, a figure walked in, cupped his hands towards Ye Xuan and said.

The person who came was a tall figure, his aura was no worse than that of Ye Xuan. He smiled and said, "I am your senior brother Gao Dawei. If you don't mind, you can call me senior brother Gao."