Behind these reception platforms, suspended in mid-air, was an invisible silver barrier that looked like a formation entrance to somewhere. Inside the silver barrier, a dense green can be faintly seen, and the occasional air of urgency.

At this time, on the fifth leading platform, two old figures appeared from within the silver barrier, which immediately attracted the attention of all the promotion testers.

One of the old men, many people have the impression that he is a member of the Mo royal family who presided over the Qingyun Banquet at the beginning. The old man's eyes were introverted, and he glanced at everyone, and when he saw that the children of the Mo Clan were almost undamaged under the leadership of the Seventh Prince of Mo, an imperceptible smile appeared on his serious and wrinkled face.

As for the other old man, he also has acquaintances, and those who have participated in the Qingyun Test know that this old man with a robe, a snow-white beard, and a gentle face is from Zhiqiu Building, the real owner of the Qingyun Test.

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense! Although you have passed the selection of the Survival Road and obtained the qualification to enter the second round, you can't slack off......" The old man in the robe smiled, and with a wave of his palm, a whole thousand spiritual lights fell on the jade pieces in the hands of these advanced Qingyun test sons.

The spiritual light poured into the jade piece in his hand, and Chu Muyun suddenly felt a strange energy seeping out of it. He looked down and took a closer look, and found that on the jade piece, a cyan number flashed, "Ten!"

Looking at the flickering cyan numbers, Chu Muyun was a little puzzled, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to meet Mo Sheng and the others with an inexplicable face.

He looked away again, but he was a little stunned to find that those who had the experience of a Qingyun test looked at the jade piece in their hands, and there was undisguised fire in their eyes.

"The number on this jade tablet symbolizes a kind of luck. Don't ask me what luck is, I can only say that the moment the Qingyun test is over, the last number on the jade tablet in your hand represents the luck bonus that your family or sect can get. One number represents two years of luck, that is to say, if the word 'ten' in your hands can be preserved to the end, it will bring twenty years of luck to your family sect. The old man in the Dao robe said while also looking at the strength of these Qingyun Testers, and when he sensed the power of Chu Muyun's Xuanwu Realm's Divine Soul, he paused in surprise, and then nodded secretly, "So what you have to do is to protect your luck in this round of group stage, of course, those who are confident in their own strength can take the initiative to snatch the rest of the teams, so as to deduct the numbers on their jade tablets to bless their luck." ”

The old man in the robe nodded to the old man of the Mo royal family behind him, and then the old man of the Mo clan sealed his hands, urging the silver barrier behind the ten leading platforms, removing the net hidden in the barrier, and the entrance of this formation was passed.

"Finally, let me remind you that in the forest behind this, there are ten green clouds guarding the town. The old man in the Taoist robe stroked his beard and smiled with interest, "Their existence is to be the first to determine the top ten on the Qingyun List. In other words, whoever can defeat one of the ten generals alone can replace his ranking among the ten generals, so as to obtain the corresponding ranking in the top ten of the Qingyun List!"

The Qingyun test children of all families were about to step into the barrier, and when they heard this reminder, they suddenly stopped, and there was an uproar.

Obviously, the rules of this year's Qingyun List have changed. In previous years, only the second round was used to determine the candidates who entered and exited the list, and then in the third round, the final battle was taken to determine the ranking. Unexpectedly, this session will take the lead in deciding the top 10.

"In the second round, we will make a decision on the top ten of the Qingyun List, will it be too hasty?" said a teenager with a serious expression, and many people nodded behind him.

The old man in the Taoist robe was even more interested, so he pretended to be serious and said: "Don't question the rules of the Qingyun Test! After entering the forest battlefield, you will randomly form a team, and in the end, the twenty-four groups with the highest luck of the team will enter the list!"

The old man in the Taoist robe suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the forest behind him: "The second round of chasing deer has officially begun!"

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In the dense forest, the burning remnant sun spills down from the gaps in the leaves, and the light spots dot the entire forest, setting off a slightly dreamy background.

In the quiet forest, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, and the sound came from far and near.

After a while, the five figures slowly appeared, and the five people seemed to be a random team, but the formation that was not very elaborate seemed to expose the internal problems of this team.

"It's really unlucky!Why did you just split two eyesore!" Mo Sheng turned his head, looked at the two people behind him who were obviously guarded, and complained.

"Forget it, it's okay if they don't exist. Chu Muyun said.

Chu Muyun's team, in addition to Mo Sheng and Chu Muxue, the other two were Li Yihuan, who was ranked eighth in the Sword Thirteen Lang of the Imperial Sword Sect, and when Qingyun was at the banquet, he was used as a gunman and was manipulated by others to take the initiative to challenge Chu Muyun's young marshal army barbarian.

Li Yihuan of the Imperial Sword Sect is also arrogant, and with the name of his fellow disciples of Sword Thirteen Lang and Murong Yunsheng, he has never bought anyone's account. After hearing Chu Muyun's words, he decided to take this opportunity to relieve the sullenness of being humiliated by the Shadow Moon Challenger for many days: "Are you thinking that I don't exist?"

Li Yihuan quickly followed with a sword. The young barbarian on the side wanted to drink him and remind him of something, but in the end he stopped talking.

Chu Muyun and the three of them stopped, and Mo Sheng frowned and shouted impatiently: "What's wrong with you not existing?"

Li Yihuan sneered, looked at Mo Sheng with disdain, and thought to himself that although this guy showed really good strength at the time of the beast tide, he couldn't make a few moves in his own hands, and if he taught him, he couldn't give himself too much pleasure.

The person he really hated was Chu Muyun.

Whether it was the Guiyuan Sword Formation that allowed him to escape, or the later discarding his defenses in the beast tide, or in the final analysis, it was the marriage contract with Senior Sister Murong that made him not have a good impression of Chu Muyun.

"When I don't exist, I can't bear it, it seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you have forgotten your own position!" Li Yihuan pulled out his long sword, pointed it directly at Chu Muyun's throat, and said coldly.

Chu Muyun was very calm, and he didn't plan to dodge, because as long as he thought, Li Yihuan would fall under his sword at any time.

Mo Sheng on the side smiled maliciously, he guessed that this guy must not know that the person pointed at the tip of the sword was the Shadow Moon Challenger, so he said excitedly: "There is indeed someone who forgot to locate it." If you recognize who the person you are referring to under your sword, I will guarantee you with your personality, and you will not be able to pierce this sword. ”

"Joke!" Li Yihuan said disdainfully.

In order to cooperate with Mo Dashao, Chu Muyun, who had been silent, finally spoke.

He didn't have a good impression of this Imperial Sword Sect person: "I'll give you five breaths of time, if you don't take back the sword in your hand, I promise to make you worse than Zhou Linan!"