The long-awaited Renozo Festival was held on time. In the early morning of this day, the three elders stood on the high platform of the Rock Square, and there were hundreds of young men and girls who participated in this spiritual famine.

There was a hint of excitement on their faces, and such an opportunity was not common.

In the crowd, the figures of Asher and Isha stood out.

Dressed in white clothes, the immature aura on his face had almost subsided with half a year of hard cultivation. Replaced by his confident smile and spear-like body. The eyes under the silver hair on the forehead are still so deep, like a dark spring without any waves.

Isha changed into a close-fitting green shirt today, and her delicate body was undoubtedly displayed. The purple hair of the shawl is also tied into a ponytail, which looks lively and cute.

"See? That's Asher. It's so handsome. I don't know if he has a girlfriend. ”

"That look was fascinating. And this year he is the biggest dark horse in the village. ”

"Miss Isha is so cute today, too. ”

"It's a great figure. Isa. ”......

A teenager and a girl were whispering.

"It's quite attractive. Isha approached Ashur and said quietly.

"Not as attractive as you, Miss Isa. Asher deliberately changed to a strange tone.

Everyone be quiet!!!Isha was about to retort when she was interrupted by the elders on the stage. He could only snort softly at Asher.

"This time, people from the surrounding villages will also participate, and the competition will be fierce. But the elders of our village can't interfere in the affairs inside. When you get to the Spirit Desolate Plain, you can only rely on your own strength. Without further ado, let's go!" Elder Daolun waved his hand to Xia Qingqun.

When Elder Qingqun raised his hand, a hundred-meter-high teleportation light gate appeared in the center of the square.

Led by the three elders, Asher Isha entered with the crowd.

After a brief period of dizziness, Asher saw the scene clearly. They were now on a plain, surrounded by groups of people ranging from thousands to hundreds.

At the end of the plain in front of them, the space seemed a little distorted. There is a sea of powerful spiritual power here. This ocean will envelop the entire space behind the plain. Behind the ocean, there are towering mountain peaks, hidden behind, this is the destination of this trip, the Spiritual Wasteland.

The light gates in the sky were still flashing, and more people were still pouring out of the light gates. This small plain is particularly crowded and lively, and it is extremely spectacular.

"Doren, you're here. An old man with a beard on his face stepped forward to say hello.

After seeing the person coming clearly, Daolun smiled and said, "It's you." Coleman. There are a lot of geniuses in your Holy Sword Village this time. It's all very strong. ”

"Hah, hah, where, where. But your strength seems to have improved again. Coleman patted Doren on the shoulder as he spoke.

"It's not worth mentioning, it seems that this Spirit Desolation Sacrifice is bound to be won. ”

Everywhere on the plain, there was a laughing conversation of village elders, but everyone could see the falsehood behind the smile.

Boom! Boom!

There was a loud bang in the sky, and a dark portal of light opened.

A series of figures exuding strong spiritual power and incomparably evil aura appeared behind the door.

The man at the head stood in the air in a black robe. He said in a rusty voice.

"It's so lively, how can there be less people from our Heart Demon Palace