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Chapter 89 One year is not as good as one year

"Fengyuntai disciples, gather!"

In the air, the golden clouds filled the appearance of Master Ding Heng. He put his hands behind him, looked at the crowd gathered under the Fengyun Tower, and said, "The Qilin Mountain Trial is an annual assessment and trial for the disciples of the Five Foreign Pavilions. You will face the young strong men from the Bloody King Court in this trial, and may even fight with the other party's army. In short, you must not insult my reputation as Fengyun Tower! In addition, Elder Feng and Elder Yun will go to the battlefield with you."

In the audience, the second elder Fengyun bowed: "Senior brother, then we're going."

"Go and bring these kids back alive."

"yes!"

...

With the two elders and a group of Fengyuntai disciples gathered in front of the castle, not long afterwards, people from the other four pavilions from the five outer pavilions gathered one by one. Among them, the land of reincarnation was the most talented. At least two hundred young disciples came to them, and our Fengyuntai seemed to be less than a hundred people.

"July Fire, are you here to participate in the Qilin Mountain battlefield trial?"

In front of the crowd in the reincarnation land, Xia Buhui held a staff in his hand, and his body was filled with a dim aura, and he sneered: "I heard that those blood warriors are violent and cruel. You, a person with mysterious blood, don't be refined as soon as you arrive at Qilin Mountain. You will inevitably become a joke of Fengyuntai."

"Don't worry." I looked at him faintly.

"snort……"

Lei Ling held a sharp sword in his hand, and his eyes were sharp, and he said, "It is said that the city lord will have additional rewards for the first place in the Qilin Mountain battlefield trial. Once he can get the first place, he will have an amazing opportunity in addition to the supreme glory."

“Extra bonus!?”

The group of young disciples were stunned and their eyes became hot. They seemed to have extraordinary fanaticism towards the mysterious city lord in the Black City, and they were all ready to go.

"Don't think about it."

Lei Ling's eyes swept over everyone and sneered: "If it were the same, you might have a chance, but this time... My Senior Brother Gui Axe from the Reincarnation Land has just finished his retreat and successfully entered the spiritual realm of perfection, and is only one step away from entering the heavenly realm. Just you? Including July Fire, you are no longer worth mentioning!"

Among the crowds in the reincarnation land, a slender young man held a blood-colored battle axe in his hand. He looked like an ancient well without waves. He did not release his breath like other disciples. He gave me a feeling of a deep pool that was still motionless, but once activated, it would inevitably cause a huge wave. This kind of person is the most terrifying.

"Lei Ling, your place of reincarnation is too arrogant, right?"

A disciple from Qiankun Pavilion responded angrily.

The disciples of Fengyuntai were so angry that they gritted their teeth, but there was no attack. At this moment, with a loud noise, the gate of the Black City ahead opened-

"Buzz buzz ~~~"

The dark city gate opened and the barrier rose. The next moment, cavalry wearing black armor and holding blood-colored spears walked out of the city. Their faces were hidden under the helmet mask, and only a pair of blood-red eyes emitted a terrifying light, surrounded by death. They were all powerful death knights. Among them, a knight in the front was holding a huge battle flag in his hand. Under the strong wind, the image of a white bone dragon tattooed on the battle flag was very clear.

"Oh My God!"

Dong Yuanbai was a little excited and said with a smile: "It is the army of Zuoying, a powerful army ruled by the powerful Lord Lin Mu. It is said that Zuoying has fought for many years and has repelled more than forty attacks and infiltrations from the Blood-colored Royal Court on the border, which is worthy of being one of the two pillars of Black City!"

I also looked at the Black City Army in the distance, Zuoying and one of the three inner divisions of the Black Castle, which was ranked alongside Zuoying and Blood Pool as the three inner divisions, which is also a true symbol of strength in the Black Castle. To put it bluntly, our five outer pavilions are just the power of the outer organization.

"If one day, I can also enter the left and right camp..."

The Purgatory Mad Lion Lordan's iron fist clenched, his eyes were burning, and he said, "I will definitely imitate my ancestors, kill the enemy thousands of miles away, and make my reputation in the Black City!"

I smiled lazyly.

"July, why are you laughing?" He glared at me.

My lips raised: "Edan, you're thinking too much, so you'd better prepare for this Qilin Mountain trial first."

"Well, you're right!" He smiled.

Dong Yuanbai held the long sword and said, "Once we enter the trial battlefield, let the three of us try to be together as much as possible, and one of us will also help each other."

"Well, try your best if conditions permit!"

...

"Set off!"

A general-level knight appeared in the crowd of Death Knights with a sword. A blood-colored cloak was flying behind him. However, it was not Lin Mu, the leader of the legendary Left Camp, but a treasure-level boss. The level was not clear and it was much higher than me. For a moment, the disciples of the outer five pavilions also followed him forward. Not long after, a huge teleportation array appeared in front of him. Everyone had to teleport here, otherwise if they walked to Qilin Mountain, they would not know when they would arrive.

Stepping into the teleportation array, his body was pulled away into countless streams of light, and he reunited in another world in a blink of an eye.

"Wow—"

As the white light passed by, the vision gradually became clear. It was no longer the dead scene in the black castle. In front of me was a lush jungle, and it had also become daytime. People from the black castle kept coming out in the teleportation array. In front of me was a huge camp, and the army stationed at the left camp, and in the distance, the sound of trumpets sounded.

“Assembled.”

Lordan looked into the distance, his eyes chilled, and said, "Let's keep up too!"

"Um!"

On a huge open space, a boss-level Black City general was riding a fire-burning horse with a spear in his hand. His body seemed to be burned red, and his body was filled with a majestic aura, just like a furnace that would explode at any time. He looked at us with a pair of blood-colored eyes and said in a deep voice: "Boys, you are all the elites of my young generation in Black City. The jungle ahead of you is a forbidden area, a place called the battlefield of Qilin Mountain. You will enter the battlefield soon!"

A group of young disciples looked at him with serious eyes.

The warrior continued to say in a deep voice: "Like us, the Bloody King Court has also sent the younger generation of strong men to enter this battlefield almost at the same time as us. Next is the decisive battle between you. Remember, although most of our black castles are undeads, we are just humans who practice the law of death. We have never forgotten the kindness of the human race. We have never really started a war with the human race. We are a group of undeads who have been abandoned by the legion of demons and hated by the human race. We are exiled people in this world. However, our black city cultivators have been self-improvement and will never compromise!"

These words were filled with passion!

The disciples raised their weapons one after another and kept roaring.

The warrior nodded and continued, "The Bloody Royal Court, they are a group of evil blood cultivators. Any living creature with vitality is regarded as a good meal by them. So this time you must be more careful and strive to come back alive. In addition, after killing a strong man from the Bloody Royal Court, dig out their hearts and bring them back, because that is your spoils. The more hearts you bring back, the higher the ranking. Okay, go, the teleportation array in front will take you through the barrier and enter the battlefield. Once the time limit is up, the living people will come back quickly. In this battle, the Black Castle will be with you!"

"Yes, sir!"

Everyone shouted softly, then rushed to the teleportation array on the jungle clearing ahead, and immediately turned into figures and then teleported into the battlefield of Qilin Mountain.

"July fire!"

Seeing that I hadn't left yet, Elder Feng walked forward and said earnestly: "You are the strongest disciple of our Fengyuntai, and even one of the strongest disciples of the outer five pavilions. Your name has long been known to the people of the Blood-colored King Court. So after entering the battlefield this time, in addition to killing the enemy, it is more important to protect yourself. The Pavilion Master said that even if all Fengyuntai disciples die in the battlefield, you must come back!"

I was stunned and nodded immediately: "Thank you, Elder Feng, for reminding me, I will be more careful."

"Go."

...

He turned around and stepped into the teleportation array. With a "swish", his body turned into a stream of light and was swept up. He drew an arc directly in the air, broke through the barrier, and fell into a place in the battlefield of Qilin Mountain in front!

"Peng!"

It suddenly landed, and the system prompted that the full attributes were increased to three times, which became the same as the attributes of Fengyuntai Trial.

I couldn't help but take a deep breath, and now I feel at ease. If I have three times the attributes, my attribute advantages will be greatly improved, and I can also make a lot of success.

"Buzz~~~"

As soon as he sank, his body disappeared into the wind. As an assassin, he must first use the assassin's expertise. When he can attack, we will definitely not face the tough head-on!

Just a few seconds after I sneaked into the darkness, a figure flew past in front of me. It was a disciple of the Zhenbao Pavilion. He was wearing the emblem of the Zhenbao Pavilion on his chest and running with a war hammer. In the jungle behind him, the forest leaves were rustling and a gloomy voice came: "Hehe, you are so lucky, die!"

"Swish!"

A figure fell from the sky, and it was a young man with a ferocious face, exactly the same as the human race, but blood was lingering around his body. He suddenly fell down with a palm, and a blood-colored ball of light pierced through the chest of the disciple of the Zhenbao Pavilion, swallowing his body directly. The blood evaporated and turned into a thread of silk and flew towards the boy's mouth and nose.

"Sigh~~~"

He raised his head and sucked hard with a lazy and comfortable posture, and directly absorbed the blood and energy of the disciples of Zhenbao Pavilion and refined it. In a blink of an eye, the boy's originally sturdy body kept curling up and becoming smaller, and eventually turned into a skinny skeleton.

"snort……"

The young man from the Blood-colored King Court raised his hand and slashed the other party's skull with a sword, threw it into the storage bag, with a sneer on his lips: "This year's trial seems quite relaxing. The young disciples in Black City are getting worse every year."

...

"So arrogant? Looking for death?"

I flew over from the darkness with a smile on my lips.
Chapter completed!
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