"Uncle Quan?" Zhang Yan babbled over again, feeling that his thoughts were a little confused, and then he looked at Longquan Jian beside him with expectant eyes, and said, "Uncle Quan, can I ask you something?"

"Ask!" The middle-aged man incarnated by Longquan Sword smiled, ignoring Zhang Yan's expectant gaze, just took a deep breath in the warm wind blowing from the east, and then spit out heavily, snorting out, and the air in front of him was instantly squeezed out, presenting a short vacuum, and was quickly filled by the continuous surging air.

He seemed to enjoy the warm fresh air so much, as if he hadn't breathed it for 10,000 years, and his rough and somewhat handsome cheeks were full of satisfaction and pleasure.

Looking at Longquan Jian with a look of enjoyment on his face a little helplessly, Zhang Yan didn't want to interrupt it in his heart, so he immediately stared in the direction of the Snow Cloud Empire and asked, "Uncle Quan, what's the teacher's name?"

Long Quanjian's heavy breathing was abrupt, he held his breath in his stomach, and his shrewd eyes stared at Zhang Yan for a moment, he thought that Zhang Yan would ask him what realm he was now, but he didn't expect the latter to suddenly mention this question at this time.

Call......

The breath that had been holding in his stomach was long and spit out, turning into a blazing wave of qi and rushing out dozens of meters away, Longquan Jian immediately grinned, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "You have to find out this question yourself, you can choose to ask your teacher, or you can choose to learn from others, but I won't tell you." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yan's heart was slightly darkened, but his face was silent, as he thought in his heart, Longquan Jian didn't intend to tell him, although he wanted to know, but some things came naturally, and it was not necessarily a good thing to know now, just like Yuanmu Lao They didn't tell him some things in the past, just because he was too weak now, and he didn't have the ability to know.

took a deep breath of cold wind and warmth, calmed down the emotions in his heart, and said indifferently: "Forget it, I'll wait for me to find out about this matter later." ”

Changing the topic, Zhang Yan stared at the rays of sunlight that gradually rose from the horizon, and said, "Uncle Quan, how are we going back?" ”

"What's the panic, I made an exception to incarnate into a human form just to give you a ride, and this time is not a problem. Longquan Jian took two breaths suddenly, said in a matter-of-fact manner, and then paused again, and a solemn look flashed on his face: "Zhang Yan, I'll give you a reminder now." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yan looked over with some puzzlement, and nodded suspiciously in response.

Longquan Jian cleared his throat and said solemnly: "In this battle for places in the Boundary Pool Palace, you will become the focus of attention of many people, especially those guys from the Wind Saint Academy, in this battle, you must control your strength, don't let those guys see any clues, otherwise, you should live the life of the end of the world again." ”

"Remember, don't behave too weirdly in this fight, as for the quota, just keep it and be able to enter the Realm Pool Hall steadily! As a man, you have to endure when you should be forbearing. ”

Hearing Longquan Sword's words, Zhang Yandang nodded heavily, the name 'Yan Lei' had caused a sensation in Stone City a few years ago, and he challenged the authority of the Wind Saint Academy a little, setting off a lot of turmoil, although he disappeared for so many years, there was no guarantee that some people would forget him.

Glancing at Zhang Yan's calm face from the corner of his eye, Longquan Jian immediately spoke: "Let's go, I'll send you back to the Longjiang Empire, and then you go back to the academy alone." ”

The words were closed, the man incarnated by the Longquan Sword grabbed Zhang Yan's shoulder with a big hand, and the suppressed power in his body was released little by little, and in an instant, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, the wind suddenly rose, and the sky of Ling Han Tianyuan suddenly sank.

In the dim heaven and earth, a pale cyan light rose into the sky, and then disappeared into the sky, and after the light disappeared, the dimness that shrouded Ling Han Tianyuan gradually dissipated.

The figures of Longquan Sword and Zhang Yan disappeared, and this area was completely quiet, as if nothing had ever happened on the silent land, only the chasm that spread for thousands of miles was still there, and Ling Han Tianyuan completely disappeared on the Xuansheng Continent.

The four empires, especially the cities where the four major academies are located, had already become lively a month ago, because in one more month, it would be a quota battle for the Boundary Pool Palace.

And in the four major academies, all the disciples are cultivating frantically for this upcoming battle and reputation, making the final struggle and struggle!

At that time, the four major academies will select the strongest hundred disciples, and the four academies will have a total of four hundred people to participate in the final competition, and only the eighty who finally qualify will be able to enter the Boundary Pool Palace.

The Boundary Pool Hall is different from the four major academies, its prestige far exceeds that of the four major academies, and the influence of the four academies on the Xuansheng Continent is only limited to the small area of the four empires, compared with those super forces on the Xuansheng Continent, it can only be regarded as the tip of the iceberg, and it really does not have much deterrent power.

And the Boundary Pool Hall is an iceberg among the many behemoths, not only has an absolute deterrent power among the four great empires, but it is also a real hegemon even in the Xuansheng Continent.

For the disciples in the four major academies, only when they truly enter the Realm Pool Hall can they be regarded as being able to rise to the clouds in one step and become an existence that looks down on all beings.

When this battle with great influence came, a heated wind also swept away like a storm in the four empires, and the streets and alleys were talking about this matter, speculating about the names of the people in the four major academies who could be qualified to participate in this battle, and the list of people who could finally enter the gate of the Realm Pool Palace.

Among them, the most powerful is the name Wang Yiyue, the inside story of Ling Han Tianyuan's battle has long been a secret that is not a secret, and the scene of Wang Yiyue deterring all directions with the power of one person is even more said by the world, and it is evaluated as the second person in the history of the four empires.

Because there was a killing god who slaughtered two thousand disciples in the Wind Saint Academy back then, and even when the high-level of the Wind Saint Academy attacked, he successfully escaped!

All the strange people and strange things that have happened in the last few years, geniuses and demons have been taken out and talked about, but the name 'rock thunder' has gradually been forgotten in the minds of these worldly people, and it is rarely remembered, even if it is unintentionally talked about, these people are not much interested.

The final battle was approaching, and the four academies fell into a brief period of peace, and they couldn't even see those disciples outside, but instead there were signs of filling up in those martial arts training grounds, library pavilions, and cultivation towers

Dragon Ting Academy, in a mysterious space in the Dragon Desolate Altar, this is the space where Fan Ye was originally classified as a forbidden place, Yan Mu Ling and all the other members of the Dragon Desolate Altar sat around the Canglong statue and the giant tripod plate, above their heads, a bronze four-cornered round tripod engraved with carved patterns was suspended, and the cyan light containing a strong breath of life emanated from the Shenmu Ding, divided into thirteen spiritual springs and poured into Yan Mu Ling's body.

Each of them exuded a brilliance unique to their own attributes, thirteen soul bodies sat on top of their heads, and a grand mysterious power seeped out from the Canglong statue, absorbing the soul bodies of all people little by little.

For the sake of everyone's cultivation, Fan Ye can be regarded as taking out the real old book.

Yan Muling and the others' retreat and cultivation caused the Dragon Desolate Altar to fall into a dead silence completely, and there was not a single sound.

Five years later, Fan Ye was still the same, at this time, he was standing in the square outside the Dragon Desolate Altar, facing the direction of entering the Dragon Desolate Altar, his eyes were long and heavy, as if he was expecting something!

"Stinky boy, it's time to come back. Fan Ye muttered, and after staring for a while, he turned around and walked towards the Dragon Desolate Altar.

At the same time, in the Ancient Refining Hall, this is a unique space where the side is like a knife, and the young man who exudes madness is bare his upper body, his clothes are tied around his waist, holding a golden mad knife, the muscles on the young man's arms, chest, and abdomen are glowing with bronze, and there is a faint golden pattern flashing in the bronz. Warm sweat slid down the muscle lines, looking quite domineering and seductive.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead with one hand, Que Fei grinned at a sturdy figure standing opposite him, and then the Haotian knife in his hand swirled, and the knife roared, and a fierce knife intent erupted in an instant, straight into the sky, and immediately turned into a phantom and slammed out.

The brute sky stared, and the Xuan Qi fluctuations that were not much different from Que Fei swept away, and then directly picked up a pair of iron fists and smashed towards Que Fei.

......

In the blink of an eye, nearly ten days have passed, and the figures of Longquan Jian and Zhang Yan have not yet appeared.

It wasn't until the early morning of the fifteenth day, at this moment, that everyone woke up from the cultivation retreat, and many of the disciples of the Dragon Court Academy who were on a mission outside also returned to the academy.

Early in the morning, Yan Mu Ling and the others received a notice from Fan Ye that they would hold a college-wide meeting on the main square today, and the content was naturally the upcoming battle for the quota of the Boundary Pool Palace.

After the cultivation of the people came to the main square early, four halls, two halls and one altar, respectively located in different positions, not long after dawn, the sky above the square was already noisy, chaotic discussion rushed into the sky, the clouds were scattered, revealing the blue sky.

Walking into the square, Yan Muling and the others found the location of the Dragon Wilderness Altar, and found a seat to sit down at random, their eyes immediately shuttled through the crowd, hoping to find the figure in her heart, but in the end, she could only reluctantly take her eyes back, and kept scolding angrily in her heart: "Bastard Zhang Yan, if you don't come back quickly, I will definitely make you look good in the future, hum, stinky Zhang Yan, dead Zhang Yan." ”

Suddenly, five bells sounded over the square, and above the canopy, nearly a dozen figures appeared out of thin air, and the entire square suddenly became silent, and everyone's eyes looked at these dozen figures.

Among them, the two people standing at the front are the vice presidents of Longting Academy, Ying Si and Xiang Rujun.

At this time, the uncle incarnated by Zhang Yan and Longquan Sword had already appeared in the Emperor Void City, and the Longquan Sword immediately turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the ring on Zhang Yan's finger.

"Zhang Yan, hurry up, time is pressing. ”

Swish!!

A gust of wind suddenly rose, and Zhang Yan turned into a black phantom and rushed straight towards the Dragon Court Academy.