As if sensing something, the Xingyue Sword on the sword rack emitted a "buzzing" earthquake trembling sound. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The spirituality of the holy weapon is stronger than that of the mysterious weapon, even if Ye Yuan has changed his appearance now, he still recognizes the former owner.

Ye Yuan smiled slightly and took the Xingyue Sword in his hand.

Reunited, Ye Yuan's heart was filled with sourness.

The Xingyue Sword has been with him for two hundred years, but compared to Wuji Ding, the Xingyue Sword has to be neglected by him too much.

Goodbye Xingyue Sword at this time, Ye Yuan actually had an indescribable sense of intimacy. Scenes from the past rolled in Ye Yuan's mind, as if it was just yesterday.

"Old man, let's work together to get back to the top and be proud of the Divine Domain!"

The haze on Ye Yuan's body was swept away, replaced by indomitable firmness.

The Xingyue Sword let out a soft roar, obviously in response to Ye Yuan's heroic declaration.

Ye Yuan inspected the Xingyue Sword and found that it was indeed very badly damaged. He didn't have much success in refining, and if he wanted to return the Xingyue Sword to its peak state, he still had to find a refining grandmaster.

However, even if the damage was so serious, the Xingyue Sword was more than a grade higher than the Xuan Ying Sword.

Moreover, Ye Yuan's familiarity with the Xingyue Sword was not comparable to other weapons at all.

The Falling Flower Drifting Zero Sword was created by Ye Yuan with the Xingyue Sword.

……

Back at his residence, Ye Yuan chose to retreat as soon as possible.

The residences were all provided by the Holy Land, and they were heavily guarded, and Ye Yuan was not worried that someone would covet his Xingyue Sword.

With a thought, Ye Yuan entered the Haotian Tower.

The black iron block was quietly suspended in front of Ye Yuan, Ye Yuan's divine sense swept towards the black iron block, and the golden words in the sea of consciousness really reacted.

Before, Ye Yuan was just a touch of it, and he didn't feel it seriously.

At this moment, he carefully experienced it, and found that the movement of the golden words was not as strong as he imagined.

"Hmm...... It seems to be a resonance, but what is it? Other than that, the black iron doesn't seem to be anything special at all. ”

After feeling it for a while, Ye Yuan was also quite frustrated. Because the effect of this black iron block does not seem to be as big as imagined.

Could it be that these tens of millions of earth yuan crystals have really been lost?

Of course Ye Yuan would not be reconciled, for such a long time, he finally had the opportunity to explore the mystery of the golden text, how could he be willing to lose it?

"Since there's no response, I'll refine you! I want to see what the hell you are!"

However, the process of refining was not as simple as Ye Yuan imagined.

This black iron block was obviously not ordinary, and Ye Yuan spent a whole day, and it was only a tenth of what he refined.

According to this progress, before the competition starts, don't think about the completion of refining.

However, Ye Yuan was not short of patience, and the next day, he refined another tenth, and the black iron still had no reaction.

On the third day, the fourth day, and on the fifth day, the black iron finally changed slightly!

This change made Ye Yuan ecstatic!

On the fifth day, Ye Yuan had already refined nearly half of the progress. On top of the black iron, a piece of gold fell off, and a touch of golden yellow appeared!

This golden yellow color looks like some kind of stroke. Ye Yuan compared the golden words in the sea of knowledge, and found that there were several words that matched the strokes.

"Could it be that this black piece of iron is written on this golden text? I didn't pay attention to it before, but now it seems that this black piece of iron looks like a fragment of a furnace! Could it be ...... This is a fragment of the medicine tripod of a god realm powerhouse?" Ye Yuan boldly guessed.

On the sixth day, the Quasi-Holy Son Selection Contest is finally about to begin!

The format of the finals is very exaggerated, but it is also a great test of real strength.

Sixty players are grouped into numbers 1 to 60, and there will be three rounds of duels every day, each time with a different opponent, until you have finished facing all your opponents!

In other words, everyone will play against the other fifty-nine players!

In the end, the ranking will be determined according to the number of games won!

This grand finale will last for 20 days.

With this kind of competition system, there is no room for shortcuts, and players must give their all to every game in order to achieve a better position.

When Pei Wenqiang saw Ye Yuan, the smile on his face was extremely strange.

"I heard that you made that stinky kid of the Wu family eat a big deflated, haha, it's really happy, I already saw that kid unhappy! When I think of Wu Jianqing's horse face, I can't say how happy I am! Wu Jiantong's kid doesn't know that you have a golden token, and he dares to question you, hahaha, I really laugh to death. ”

Pei Wenqiang had seen Ye Yuan's gold token, and he was also scared at that time.

This thing is not something that Di Yuanjing can measure at all, and it is ridiculous that Wu Jiantong still dares to question Ye Yuan's ability to pay.

He deserves to be deflated!

Ye Yuan rolled his eyes and said, "Don't talk nonsense, is our number down?"

Pei Wenqiang didn't mind, and said with a smile: "Come out, you are number seven." Tang Fan is the twenty-third, and Mu Yun is the fifty-one. ”

This number is drawn immediately, and it doesn't matter if it's good or bad. Anyway, they and every opponent will run into each other.

And in this finals, each one is not a mediocre player, and it seems that it doesn't matter who the opponent is.

"Seven, it seems pretty good. When will I meet that Nalan Chu?" Ye Yuan asked.

"Hey, I've already seen this for you, and it won't happen until the forty-second game. But don't take it lightly, there are several strong players before him, you have to pay attention. Pei Wenqiang seemed to know Ye Yuan's thoughts and reminded.

Ye Yuan nodded, not impressed.

After meeting Tang Fan, Mu Yun and others, the group gathered at Chixia Square.

Chixia Square is located in the center of the holy land and covers an extremely large area.

This selection competition is an unprecedented event in the Chixia Holy Land, and it is also a stage for the major families in the Holy Land to wrestle secretly, so the attention it has attracted is naturally very wide.

"Great Elder, what is the significance of the Holy Lord holding this selection contest this time? In my opinion, Nalan Chu Tie must be the first place, is there any need for such a competition?"

"The powerhouse of the Dao Xuan Realm has been able to spy on the heavens. How can we speculate on the mind of the Holy Lord? Nalan Chu is indeed a rare genius in the Holy Land for thousands of years, but if you want to say that it is ironclad first, I dare not agree. This time, a lot of interesting little guys have been selected!"

"Impossible, isn't it? Nalan Chu's strength is a well-deserved number one in the Holy Land, and it is Wu Jiantong, who is a lot worse than him. Someone selected from other divisions can compete with him?"

"Hey, hey, look good!"

The competition had not yet begun, but the Great Elder of the Chixia Holy Land was full of confidence in this competition.