The trial ring will last for seven days, and Ron has been staying in the Emerald Garden after winning a trial qualification, as Minaya said, this is indeed a paradise, no matter how windy and turbulent it is outside, it is always peaceful, and no matter how strong the wind and waves outside can blow into the Emerald Garden.

The entire Emerald Garden, except for the area where Alan lives is forbidden to enter, Ron under the leadership of Minaya, has traveled all over the place, it is hard to imagine that there are dozens of powerful druids gathered in such an Emerald Garden, even if it is placed in the southern island area, this is a very strong force.

What's more, in the area that was forbidden to step into, Ron vaguely felt a very wonderful aura, that aura was a little weak, but the moment Ron approached and perceived it, the Void Egg in the light of wisdom actually had a sense, as if he said hello to the other party, although he couldn't clearly perceive what was inside, but it was not simple to make the Void Egg have a sense of existence, which proved that the power level of the two would not be too far apart.

This discovery made Ron a little surprised, since getting the fragments of the Void Egg, its power level has crushed countless existences, even divine power is only regarded as food by it, this is the first time Ron has encountered an existence that can sense with the Void Egg.

What Ron didn't know was that in the middle of the Emerald Garden, in the area that outsiders were not allowed to enter, the owner of the Emerald Garden, Alan, was standing next to a moon well, frowning at a small green sapling.

The sapling was no taller than a man, but the vitality that lingered around it was so strong that it seemed to condense into a liquid, and a soft beam of sunlight fell from the sky, shining on the branches and leaves of the sapling, reflecting a little bit of crystalline light.

Alan held a palm-sized turquoise jug with half a jug of water from the moon well, rippling with a little bit of crystalline light.

Alan has been in this position for two days, and has been guarding the sapling since he noticed the sapling's movement two days ago.

Get along with the sapling day and night, so that Alan can clearly feel its joy, anger and sorrow, that time of the change, Alan clearly felt the joy of the sapling, as if he had met an old friend, and then actually grew two new leaves in the change, the new leaf growth was originally in the annual cycle, that one change actually grew two new leaves, which made Alan overjoyed, just when she thought that the seedling was about to start growing, the seedling suddenly did not move, and suddenly made her fall into distress.

In the past two days, Ailan has been wondering, in this lost world, in addition to her knowing the origin of this seedling, the other nine highnesses who live in the holy mountain are only vaguely guessing, so it knows how rare that seedling is happy, at least since she began to take care of this seedling, this is the first time to feel its emotional fluctuations.

Ron didn't know that the accidental proximity between the Void Egg and the seedling had caused the seedling to move, and he didn't know that a conspiracy against him was already quietly brewing.

The Bloodbone Tribe.

In the past few days, the members of the Bloodbone Tribe have been a little trembling, except for a few gods and generals closest to Yuraiya, the rest of the people will bow their heads and hurry away as they pass through the huge palace in the center.

Yuraia's temper was already very short-tempered, and even more so was the injured Yuraiya, who had been tortured and killed by all the people and blood beasts in the prison in the past few days.

Yuraia's irritability this time all stemmed from Anisa's challenge four days ago, in that challenge, Yuraia, the new eight-scale god general, was defeated by Anisa, the seven-scale god general, although Anisa was not lightly injured, but Anisa's terrifying black spear also left a deep blood hole in Yuraia's abdomen, almost killing her on the spot.

This injury near the bloody trial almost doomed Yuraiya to be unable to participate in this bloody trial, which was an immeasurable loss for the Blood and Bone Tribe.

Without Yuraia's sitting, the Blood and Bone Tribe has no confidence to compete with other big tribes, and the final divine gift is the best opportunity for each tribe to improve their strength and status, and if they miss this opportunity, the Blood and Bone Tribe that finally made it to the top ten may even be kicked out of the top ten again.

Although a defeat will not allow the Bloodbone Tribe's station to move downward, for the proud Yuraia, this challenge for Anissa is an unforgivable sin.

Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, Yuraiya looked down at the Night Feather tribe on the mountainside, her face was a little gloomy, and there was a glitter of blood in her scarlet vertical pupils.

Why did Anisa come to challenge at this time? Is it because of the Bloodfang Tribe? Countless questions swirled in Yuraia's mind.

Yuraiya's brows furrowed slightly, and when he heard the news that the Bloodfang Tribe had returned to the Holy Mountain, he quietly left the tribe and took a look at the current situation of the Bloodfang Tribe.

After seeing the Blood Fang Tribe, he was a little disappointed, the Blood Fang Tribe he saw was too far away from the Blood Fang Tribe recorded in the secret scroll of the Blood Bone Tribe, not only did there not be a single divine general, but even the divine envoys only had a few one-scale divine envoys, and they were no longer the prestige of the first tribe in the Blood Sacred Mountain.

Thinking of this, Yuraiya couldn't help but think of the guy who made him suffer a big loss.

Ron, who was known as the Blood Fang Tribe, actually used the identity of a scale divine envoy to not only kill a god general of the Blood and Bone Tribe on the trial ring, but also broke his blood nightmare erosion, and the power of the divine soul was simply terrifying.

If it weren't for this accidental backlash injury before the battle, maybe this shot in the abdomen would have been dodged, at least it wouldn't have been so badly injured.

The strength of the divine soul does not mean the strength of the strength, Yuraiya is confident that the two will face each other head-on, no matter how many means the other party has, it will not be his opponent, although the golden scale of the god cannot fully represent the strength but it is also a part of the strength.

Yuraiya and Chengcheng is an eight-scale god general who completely controls the divine power, his original strength is already very strong, even if he does not use the divine power, Yuraiya is sure to defeat the one-scale or even two-scale divine envoy, and under the blessing of divine power, Yuraiya fully believes that he can crush a one-scale divine envoy.

In Yuraia's opinion, Ron's strength may be strong, but this strength is definitely likely to confront him head-on.

A bald man in a bloody robe appeared behind Yuraiya at some point.

If Ron had been here, he would have recognized this man as the bloody Grand Duke Morris, who had taken Olina hostage.

The bloody Grand Duke Morris stepped forward and stood side by side with Yuraia in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, compared to what Ron saw in the Four Seasons Garden, Morris was several times stronger at this time, and the nine glittering golden divine patterns in the center of his eyebrows clearly revealed his identity - the nine-scale divine general.

"Patriarch Yuraiya, have you considered cooperating with me?"

Seeing the Blood Grand Duke, Yuraia's gloomy eyes flashed with a hint of jealousy, and the long-lost Bloodthorn Tribe suddenly appeared, quickly growing into a nine-scale god general as a one-scale divine envoy, and was recognized by His Highness Hierro, and could freely enter and leave the temple, all of which made Yuraiya instinctively feel the danger.

"If Your Excellency Yuraia agrees to cooperate, I may be able to heal your wounds before the bloody trial begins. ”

Yuraiya's breath paused, and the right hand hidden in his sleeve kept tightening and loosening, loosening and tightening, and finally turned into a wisp of murderous intent in the depths of his eyes.

"I need to treat my injuries first. ”

The Grand Duke of Blood laughed silently, "No problem, I believe in the credibility of Lord Yuraia." ”