Chapter Ninety-Two: Three Green Lotuses

"Really?"

Xuanmu's face was happy.

Han Yun was willing to let him go?

It's not that Xuan Mu didn't think about letting the eldest prince of the Xuan family kill Han Yun, but since Xuan Chi died last time, Xuan Mu was completely afraid!

"Let's go!"

Han Yun let go of Xuanmu.

Feeling that the sense of restraint on his body disappeared, Xuan Mu's eyes suddenly flashed, and then he glanced deeply at Han Yun and turned to leave.

"Little Lori, let's go!"

When Han Yun saw Xuanmu leaving, he couldn't help but smile a little in his eyes

With little Lori, Han Yun followed behind the Xuan family.

Sure enough, the Xuan family is much more efficient.

I saw that the so-called Great Prince whispered a few words to the Xuantian Sect disciple at the door of the main hall, and the Xuan family and others took the lead in entering the hall.

"There are thirty-six rooms here, and there is a puppet of the corresponding realm in each room, and you can enter the corresponding room according to your own cultivation, and those who can hold out for a quarter of an hour will be counted as passing!"

A leading disciple of the Xuantian Sect looked at everyone in the Xuan family and said.

"A quarter of an hour, isn't it half an hour?"

A disciple of the Xuan family asked with some confusion.

"Ahem...... Don't ask, just go inside!"

The Xuantian Sect disciple smiled awkwardly, then turned around and left.

"Can it still be like this?"

Han Yun shook his head slightly.

Feelings can still go through the back door for this screening, don't the high-level of Xuantian Sect care?

In fact, Han Yun was too worried.

Even if these people go through the back door and pass the second round of screening, it is not a big deal, and if they want to enter the top 100 in the Northern Regions Son of Heaven list, it is definitely not something that can be solved by the back door.

"Seventh-level Great War Division, I've found it!"

Han Yun said goodbye to little Lori and entered a room.

Just entered the room.

Han Yun suddenly felt that the scene in front of him began to change, and what appeared in front of Han Yun was a small secret room of about ten zhang.

In the center of the secret room, there was a wooden figure as tall as Han Yun.

"This is a puppet?"

Han Yun's eyes lit up slightly.

"The battle begins!"

"Boom ......"

When the battle qi hit, a big crater suddenly appeared in Han Yun's location, and a terrifying aura swept Han Yun's cheeks

"Damn, it's very strong!"

Han Yun looked at this puppet with some surprise.

The puppet of the realm of the Great War Division, the background of this Xuantian Sect cannot be ignored.

In fact, Han Yun didn't know.

These puppets are not Xuantian Sect's at all, nor are they something that Xuantian Sect can make.

"Stand down!"

"Boom ......"

With a hard touch, Han Yun suddenly felt his fist a little numb.

Touching his fist that was a little painful, Han Yun grinned, this puppet, such a terrifying body, the body is not much worse than himself.

"It's just right to practice your feel!"

Han Yun instantly became interested.

Immediately, he didn't even use his battle qi, and fought directly with this puppet with his physical body, punching and kicking, and there were bursts of violent vibrations in the entire secret room.

"Bang ......"

With the violent collision, Han Yun only felt that his whole body was dripping with a burst of vividness.

This feeling is so cool!

Han Yun hadn't been so happy for a long time, whether it was fighting with the disciples of Xuantian Sect or fighting to the death with Xuan Chi, Han Yun had never felt so happy.

"Happy ......"

Colliding with a punch again, Han Yun couldn't help but let out a long howl.

"The target shatters, the battle stops!"

A voice came, and the puppet wood opposite Han Yun suddenly shattered into the ground, and the door behind Han Yun also opened again.

"Broken?"

Han Yun was slightly stunned, then left with a sigh.

"This is your identity card, tomorrow's ring battle is grouped behind the brand, remember the time of the ring battle, and admit defeat if you miss it!"

The Xuantian Sect disciple handed Han Yun an identity card again.

388。

The numbers on the brand made Han Yun breathe a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, there will definitely not be too many people who can participate in the final Northern Regions Heavenly Son List Zhuolu, and this ring battle is the real focus.

Flip over the cards.

A line of words appeared in front of Han Yun.

Opponent: No. 337.

Ring No.: Ring 17.

Time: Day 2 of the third round of screening.

"There is no one in the ring until the day after tomorrow!"

Han Yun muttered to himself.

"One day, just to improve your cultivation, it's best to be able to raise your cultivation to the realm of war spirits!"

There was a gleam in his eyes.

Han Yun didn't wait for little Lori and left Xuantian Peak alone.

The back mountain of Xuantian Peak.

Han Yun's figure appeared, the environment here was very quiet, walking on the path, Han Yun's eyes flashed slightly.

Come to Xuantian Sect for a few days.

Han Yun finally knew where Qi Hao lived, and Han Yun came to Houshan this time to find Qi Hao, the sect leader of Xuantian Sect.

The figure turned into a phantom.

None of the people of Xuantian Sect found Han Yun, and Han Yun's figure entered the deep mountains behind Xuantian Peak.

"The dead old man didn't forgive me for giving me such a task!"

Han Yun complained a little in his mouth, the surrounding trees were getting bigger and bigger, and in this tree, Han Yun also felt a few breaths of sixth-level demon beast qi.

It was a demon beast comparable to the king of war.

It wasn't until he entered the deepest part that Han Yun saw a small courtyard next to a small river, the courtyard was not gorgeous, but it was full of various spiritual grasses.

"Tsk...... This Xuantian Sect Sect Master will really enjoy it!"

Walking into the small courtyard, Han Yun couldn't help but admire.

"Who?"

A deep voice came, and then a middle-aged man walked out of the courtyard.

"You are a disciple of my Xuantian Sect?"

Qi Hao looked at Han Yun and frowned slightly.

"The sect master of Xuantian Sect is not very good, I feel no different from ordinary people!"

Han Yun muttered, then stepped forward and said with a smile: "This is what Old Man Zhang gave you, and I handed it over to you, and my task will be completed!"

"Old man Zhang?thing?mission?"

Qi Hao had some doubts in his eyes, and then directly took the box in Han Yun's hand.

Open the box.

Qi Hao's eyes suddenly shrank, and a terrifying king's coercion came out of Qi Hao's body violently, and then disappeared in a moment.

"Rank 9 Battle King!"

Han Yun looked at Qi Hao, his eyes flickered slightly.

This Qi Hao Sect Master turned out to be a strong man at the peak of the War King, as long as he went through the baptism of heaven and earth, Qi Hao could embark on the real peak road, the realm of the War Emperor.

"Boy, you go back and tell Old Man Zhang that I received something!"

Qi Hao turned his head and said lightly.

"Hey, hey, hey...... That's fine, but you see how hard I send things, isn't it ......?"

Han Yun's eyes fell on the large area of spirit grass around him.

These spirit grasses are all spirit grasses above the third level, and any one of them is of great value outside.

Unexpectedly came, how could Han Yun return empty-handed.

"These things are the spirit grass that the old man has been planting for decades, but this box is also very important to me, so I will allow you to choose three spirit grass in this yard!"

"Only three?"

Han Yun smashed his mouth.

But the action in his hand did not hesitate, walked into a corner, and directly picked the three lotus flowers that exuded a faint fragrance!