Chapter 190: The First Shouldn't Be Dry Again, Right?

After teleporting out the scroll, the disciples had nearly half an hour to adapt to the outside world.

After adapting to the aura of the outside world, they followed the sect immortal chief to the front of the Demon Refining Tower.

Compared with the overcrowding at the beginning, there are only fifty sects left now, and there are a lot of people who seem to be pitiful.

When they all arrived at the foot of the Demon Refining Tower, everyone felt the size of this Demon Refining Tower.

The fifty sects standing in front of the Demon Refining Pagoda looked extremely small.

In front of the Demon Refining Tower, the Apocalypse had already prepared seats for the fifty sects.

Apocalypse has always had monks who have entered the Demon Pagoda to train, but none of the monks who have been in it for the longest time have been more than half a day.

And this monk who has been in it for the longest time is the first sword on the gold list without regrets, and after him is Hua Rong, who is the third on the gold list.

When they learned that the third round of the competition was in the Demon Refining Tower, many sect immortal leaders felt that they had made a lot of money this time.

With Huarong, a master who had reached the top of the tower and stayed in it for a long time, the Qianying people must already know the situation in the demon refining tower well.

Of course, this is all done by outsiders.

In fact, the Qianying people have understood a sentence or two since that day, and they don't know anything else.

I don't know as much as they have inquired about in the past two days.

"This time first, shouldn't it be dry again?"

"No, the second round is at most a fluke for them, but this time it's a demon refining tower, and it all relies on hard power."

"I heard that Chu Wanjun cultivated to arrive at the Yuanying Realm many years ago."

"I heard that I heard that I heard it, but who knows if it was a lie released by themselves, none of us have seen it."

“……”

As soon as there are many people, it is inevitable that there will be some gossip.

The main master who was being talked about by others was talking to Yun Yanchu at this time.

Teleportation into the Tower is random, which means that they will be disrupted and scattered as soon as they enter.

Separated from Yun Yanchu in such a dangerous round, Chu Wanjun couldn't let go.

"You must pay attention to safety, if you can't beat it, don't carry it hard, and there are senior sisters and brothers, you should go in and practice."

Chu Wanjun told Yun Yanchu sentence by sentence.

Yun Yanchu has been nodding obediently in response.

Although Shen Nanzhou was worried, he was not good at showing concern for people, so he just listened quietly.

After Chu Wanjun finished admonishing him, he and Mo Zhifan looked at Yun Yanchu together and said, "Pay attention to safety, safety is the most important thing." ”

When it was Wei Siyou's turn, Wei Siyou, who had been silent, took out an ink-colored bead from his robe and handed it to Yun Yanchu.

"This bead will give you protection, crush it when necessary, and you can kill a demon beast of the Yuan Infant Realm."

Wei Siyou said indifferently, completely unaware of how terrifying the words he said.

"Thank you, Senior Brother." Yun Yanchu smiled and thanked him, and reached out to take the beads.

"Siyu is much more practical." Mo Zhifan had to sigh when he saw this.

It is more practical to give a talisman than a thousand blessings.

They didn't think about giving it now, but just sighed that Wei Siyou was well prepared.

"You guy, you are very delicate, and you have prepared such a good thing." Mo Zhifan sighed.

Wei Siyou raised his eyebrows lightly and gladly accepted Mo Zhifan's "praise".

Playing with the beads in his hand, Yun Yanchu looked at Wei Siyou's eyes with a touch of deep meaning.

Wei Siyou's bead can not only kill demon beasts, but also effectively avoid poison.

As the "youngest" junior brother of Qianming's party, Xu Zhengdu stood behind like a background board and watched their family love each other.

These days of getting along, he also felt the atmosphere between the Qianming people.

It's true that there's a little bit of blood and brutality, and it's also true that you love each other.

It's just that the former is an outsider, and the latter is a loved one.

The Qianying Sect is not like a sect, but more like a large family.

Throughout the audience, there were a few people who were thinking about the safety of their fellow disciples before entering.

It's a pity that he is just a bystander, and when this competition is over, he will leave.

Inexplicably, Xu Zhengdu felt a little reluctant.

Although they are always indifferent on the surface, in fact, in the secret realm, they support each other and take care of their fellow disciples.

Feeling Xu Zhengdu's gaze, Yun Yanchu quietly came to his side, took out two talisman seals from the storage ring and handed them to Xu Zhengdu.

Looking at the suddenly appeared Fu Seal, Xu Zhengdu looked at Yun Yanchu with a puzzled expression, and met these eyes.

"Little Senior Sister, this is?" Xu Zhengdu blinked, with a little uncertainty in his eyes.

"You are my little junior brother, as a senior sister, I naturally want to give you something to save your life."

Yun Yan Chuwen said with a smile, and handed the talisman seal in his hand a few points forward, "Take it." ”

Being in the middle of a family in the Middle Continent, Xu Zhengdu naturally has some understanding of talismans.

Just by looking at the quality of these two talismans handed over by Yun Yanchu, he could already feel their preciousness.

There was a light in his eyes, looking at the little girl in front of him, although he was shouting senior sister, he had always regarded this little girl as a little sister in his heart.

The warm smile shone into Xu Zhengdu's heart with this heart.

His heart was touched for a moment, Xu Zhengdu's eyes drooped slightly, he nodded lightly, and took the talisman with both hands.

"Thank you...... Little sister. Xu Zhengdu said in a low voice.

"No thanks." When Yun Yan first saw him take it, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved.

Ahead, all fifty sects had arrived at the scene, and Wen Manchuan, who was standing at the forefront, was telling about the situation of the Demon Refining Tower.

The Demon Refining Tower is dangerous, and the Demon Refining Tower's test apocalypse has also prepared a guarantee for everyone.

Everyone has a talisman token, and when they are in danger, they will immediately be shaken out by the Demon Refining Tower.

The crowd who learned that it was safe also breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, this Demon Refining Tower is so dangerous, just what they have heard from others these days is enough to make them frightened.

The heads of the various factions, the peak masters, and the elders all sat down in the positions prepared for them by the Apocalypse in the rear.

Seeing that his disciples stepped forward to receive the token and walked into the demon refining tower in an orderly manner, many sects had already started chatting with each other.

When Wen Manchuan walked to his seat and sat down, many people accosted him.

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In the Demon Refining Tower, Yun Yanchu felt a strong wind coming towards him as soon as he entered.

Without waiting to see it clearly, a thousand changes flew out of Yun Yanchu's hand and condensed into a shield to block that blow.

After the "bang", Yun Yanchu flipped his palms lightly and pushed forward.

I saw that Qianchang suddenly turned into countless tiny ice needles and smashed forward.

Several rumbling sounds rang out one after another, and a powerful wave of air exploded from the front, surging in all directions.

The smoke and dust were everywhere, Yun Yanchu flipped lightly with his hands, and the thousands of changes that exploded suddenly condensed into a streamer and flew towards Yun Yanchu, like a slender little snake.

Yun Yanchu stretched out his hand to catch Qianchang and watched the smoke and dust dissipate in front of him.

A bloodied monster lying on the ground as if it had been skinned, long gone.