Chu Yiyun wondered, this dragon said so generally, he didn't really have its bloodline, where would he sense it. Just as he was thinking this, the system suddenly popped up—

"Congratulations to the host for finding the hidden NPC and accepting the task - "Ying Longdan" to reappear. Missing Materials: Dragon's Blood (0/1), Dragon's Heart (0/1), Dragon's Horn (0/1), Heartkeeper (0/1), Dragon's Eye (0/1). The system senses that the dragon's blood is in the 'Aolai Sect', please look for it first. ”

No wonder he has some dragon bloodline, it's really a ghost done by the system. Fortunately, the system did not continue to trick him, but gave him guidance.

"Unfinished mission now:" Find the map of 'Xuanwu Sacred Realm' and the reappearance of 'Ying Longdan'. Daily Mission: Spend 200 billion. ”

"All right, my child. It's time for you to go, if you don't go, your game will be over. And here's the windweed you need. With that, a handful of wind grass appeared in Chu Yiyun's hand, and Chu Yiyun looked at the dragon suspiciously.

"This wind grass was originally incarnated by my soul, even if my body is dead, my soul still exists, and I can still overlook these five continents."

But now your soul is about to dissipate. Chu Yiyun silently added in his heart.

Before leaving, Chu Yiyun glanced back at the dragon that had returned to sleep. "Senior, what kind of enmity do you have with the 'Guangtongmen'?"

"It's been so long, I've forgot—" The dragon's voice grew dull and ethereal.

Chu Yiyun swam ashore and found that it was getting late, and his teleportation talisman began to shake violently. This means that it is time to assemble.

Chu Yiyun burned the teleportation talisman and immediately turned into a ray of light and disappeared in place.

When Chu Yiyun arrived at the venue, he found that the huge venue had been packed, and it seemed that he was the last to come.

"Alright, all the windweeds are over, and that's the end of the game." As soon as he arrived, he heard the presiding officer say.

Chu Yiyun frowned, and hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, I haven't handed in the wind grass yet." Chu Yiyun's voice was full of strong spiritual power. He walked steadily towards the presiding officer.

"I said, it's over." The man was imposing and looked very proud.

"It was two days and now it's just the evening of the second day. Why is it over? Chu Yiyun's momentum was even more aggressive.

The man's hand couldn't help but tremble, and he pretended to be calm and said, "Is this your attitude towards the elders of the family?" I tell you not to play 'word games' with me, the rule of the sect has always been that if the teleportation charm does not arrive after it has vibrated five times, it will be considered a violation. He was actually shocked in his heart, why was the momentum so compelling in just one three turns.

"Then are you the sect master, are you the rule?" Chu Yiyun sneered and continued to ask.

"You, you arrogant boy, dare to question me?!" Weng Yunhe, as an old minister of the three dynasties of the "Aolai Sect", although his strength is only at the middle and upper levels, his status is indeed one of the best among the elders. When has someone been so breached?

Chu Yiyun just wanted to speak, when he saw a person running to the elder's side and whispering something, and then the elder's face became more gloomy and terrifying. The already wrinkled face looked even more ugly at this time.

After the man left, Weng Yunhe said to Chu Yiyun a little reluctantly: "Okay, since it is an outsider who doesn't understand the rules of our sect, spare you over there and take out your wind grass." He didn't forget to find himself a staircase to go down.

The person just now was the sect master's close attendant, and what he conveyed was naturally the sect master's meaning. I didn't expect the sect master to attach so much importance to this person, and he didn't hesitate to "tamper with the rules" for this person.

Chu Yiyun took out ten wind grasses and handed them to Weng Yunhe.

"Ten roots, the forest egg is up to standard."

After the second game, there were only 70 people left. Ten fewer than they had originally suspected. Moreover, there are even a few disciples who are the most important disciples of the sect who have not been able to get out of the "Lost Wind Forest".

Gong Changhua, the sect leader of the "Aolai Sect", was angry and puzzled when he heard the news, those disciples were all middle-class or even top-notch among the core disciples of their "Aolai Sect", and one was the generation of the Taishang Elder who was relatively excellent and the Taishang Elder was more favorable, but they all died. And the three of them died together. Who has what it takes to kill them? Could it be those three outsiders—

Gong Changhua has a lot of thoughts——

Some of the "nonsense" coordination meetings are over.

And on Chu Yiyun's side, Zhao Xingyun immediately stepped forward when he saw him, and Feng Wuer immediately stuck to him when he saw this.

"Boss, why are you soaking wet?" Zhao Xingyun looked at Chu Yiyun who was wet suspiciously.

"It's fine, it's just that I accidentally fell into the water."

Chu Yiyun's words were naturally not credible, a pseudo-god powerhouse would accidentally fall into the water. Zhao Xingyun didn't believe it, and Feng Wuer naturally didn't believe it either. But both tacitly agreed to circumvent the problem.

"But Senior Lin, with your strength, how could you be the last to arrive?" Feng Wuer asked.

"Something happened." Chu Yiyun glanced at Feng Wuer, wondering if he would be the mysterious person.

"Senior Lin, why are you staring at me, I'll be shy," Feng Wuer said pretending to be shy.

"You're less disgusting, go away tsk."

Day 3 –

It's time for the third round, the final part of the tournament. Those who remain now are all disciples with good luck and strength.

Gong Changhua took the stage to deliver a speech: "First of all, congratulations to all of you who have excelled in the first two rounds of the competition, you are all the pride of my 'Aolaizong'. But in the end, there is only one winner in this game, and I hope you don't care about the past and break up and show mercy. After all, there are no fathers and sons in battle. Okay, let's talk about the rules of the last game - to win the last game, you need to be the best of the seventy. The game is simple, there is no time limit, and the game is over when there is only one person left in the 'Lost Wind Forest', who is the last survivor and the final winner. We will also provide one teleportation charm per person, so we hope that you will not get carried away and take care to protect your own life. After all, each and every one of you was cultivated by my 'Aolai Sect' with great painstaking efforts. ”

Speaking of this, Gong Changhua paused and glanced at everyone. Especially stayed on Chu Yiyun for a few more seconds. Judging from Chu Yiyun Zhuoqun's temperament, he felt more and more that this person was not simple, his surface strength was only three peaks, but the reality was unfathomable. So those dead disciples are really very likely to be his hands. At least part of it is—

"Alright, without further ado, please get to the teleportation array and take your places."

Zhao Xingyun said to Chu Yiyun beside him: "The boss doesn't know if we can meet this time, what if there are only two of us left in the end?" ”

"Then I'll just test your skills." A smile tugged at the corner of Chu Yiyun's mouth.

(End of chapter)