Mo Tong originally wanted to brag a few more words and despise the list of the top ten masters by the way, but seeing Lao Hei's excited look, he couldn't help swallowing and consciously shut up.

No matter how much I don’t accept others, I am still very convinced by Hei Wukai and Motong.

This is a guy who is not afraid of heaven and earth, and even the King of Heaven does not take him seriously. It can make him excited and care so much. Obviously, the so-called "acquaintances" on that list are extremely terrifying. This is actually a relatively low-ranking on the list of War Academy...

It is extremely dangerous to enter the Soul Illusion Realm. It is right for Lao Wang not to make plans, because no one knows what he will face after entering. With the threat of the Nine Gods, ordinary people may be fine. After all, except for a few warlike madmen, most people are unwilling to take the risk of getting hurt.

But people like Lao Wang who are on the list of the opponent's kill may be really hell.

...

The territorial composition of the Blade Alliance is relatively complex. The core is the main continent composed of several human grand priests such as Debang, Longyue, Sakuman, and Xifeng. In addition, there are barren wastelands where orcs gather in the southwest, free ports on the southeast coast, small priests, and archipelagos spread across the sea of ​​abyss and the sea of ​​dragon abyss.

Aurora City and Dragon City are both in the northern border of the Blade Alliance, and the distance is not that far. There is another magic rail train to arrive in three days.

The scenery outside the window of the Magic Track Motorcycle is mostly golden wheat fields and continuous cities. But when you enter the northern area on the fifth day, there are more barren areas around it. The rocky and rugged mountains are everywhere, and there are also relatively small villages. They are surrounded by seemingly low-rise but practical earthen walls, which look quite alert, and you can often see the guards patrolling the wilderness.

This is the intersection of the Nine Gods and the Blade Blade. There is no large-scale war, but small-scale burning, killing and looting happens all the time. The garrisons on both sides often dress up as bandits to do such things. At the beginning, it may be just some garrisons who do not abide by the rules or seek venting to do this in private, but you rob me and I rob it back in revenge. Both sides have been going back and forth for hundreds of years, and have long developed into tacit military operations that both sides have been tacitly aware of. They are not only plundering materials, destroying the forces of the other side’s borders, but also being trained. It is just a pain for the villagers on the borders of these two places to live a day and a day, and often refugees flee because of this.

The three-day trip passed in a flash.

On the desolate plain stands a platform of a magic track train. The continuous magic track line penetrates the lonely platform. Accompanied by the harsh sound of brakes, the magic track train slowly stops in the platform.

This is the platform of Fortress of Straight.

There is no magic rail train in Dragon City. The Fortress is the garrison camp with Blade in the south of Dragon City. It is several miles away from the magic rail track, and is still a considerable distance from the border of Dragon City. The garrison camp is set up here, mainly to facilitate transportation and protect the magic rail trunk lines. These magic rails engraved with runes are expensive.

The motorcycle had just stopped and from the window, you could see many guys wearing blade guard costumes surrounding him, carrying various supplies down boxes.

Everyone took the Demon Train train for a few days and was already tired of it. At this time, they got off the train with their things and were excitedly. They saw that the platform, which looked lonely from afar, was very lively at this time.

When Lao Wang and the others got off the bus, there were people in charge of reception waiting here. Seeing Wang Feng and the others wearing the costumes of the Rose Church, the soldiers in charge of reception immediately came up and said with a smile: "People from the Rose Church, please follow me."

Everyone followed him onto a magic-modified motorcycle. After leaving the platform for a few minutes, they saw the fortifications of the sharp fortress not far away.

It was a stone wall about six meters high. It surrounded the wasteland and was called a garrison fortress, but in fact it was more like a small town. The 50,000 garrisons with Blades were permanently stationed. The supreme leader was a hero with great military achievements in the Blades Alliance, the Immortal Sword Demon Yacre.

This is really thunderous. I have heard Winnie talk about it more than ten times in the car these days. She seems to be an older generation who is even stronger than Dage. She can be called the legendary level of the sword-blade war god and the enemy of ten thousand people. Otherwise, she would not be able to maintain the stability of Longcheng for many years, giving Jiu Shenkong the advantage of military strength, but she did not dare to openly violate the Thunder Pool.

I heard from the receptionist who drove the car that the Nine Gods' God Front Fortress was far away from this side, just dozens of miles away, and I couldn't see the other side, but the camp there was larger than the Blade Front, with a permanent garrison of about 80,000.

After entering the fortress, I realized that almost all the disciples who were preparing to participate in the Dragon City battle had arrived.

There are enough training grounds here, and Lao Wang and the others are already the latest batch. Many disciples of the Holy Temple come to train in advance. Some have already entered Longcheng for a tour, and some have already fought with the opponent. Of course, it is more of a test. No one is willing to risk the injury before entering the Soul Illusion Realm.

When they entered the East District camp arranged by the military for the disciples of the Holy Clan, there were more disciples around them, including all kinds of strange costumes, famous and unknown, but everyone's clothes had their own hallmarks on their clothes, which was very conspicuous. It was both an identity and a heavy honor for their respective representatives.

To be honest, whether the opportunity can be obtained depends on luck, but honor can be steadily produced by strength and can be seen and touched. Everyone is coming to this, except for the Rose Temple.

These guys seem to have no idea what honor is. From the team leader Lao Wang to the "Jumpin Asi", they should wear more casually and casually. Of course, Rose's clothes cannot be worn. That doesn't mean they shouted at the Nine Gods opposite him, "Come and destroy me?" Lao Wang said that Rose's top ten core competitiveness is to be low-key, low-key, and low-key!

But this kind of low-keyness has obviously become an alternative high-profile in this environment. When registering at the front desk of the East District camp, many people were looking at them frequently. There are unique people who do not wear sacred temple costumes here. Which god is this?

People's eyes automatically skipped over Wang Feng and Fantesy, who seemed very weak, and soon locked onto Heiwukai, which made many people's eyes lit up.

It is not only the Li family that can obtain information about the contestants. The Black Gu Kai of the Yasha clan, no matter in the eyes of any intelligence agency, is obviously a top master who can rank among the top five in the Holy Temple. His dress and even his appearance have long been circulated among the disciples of the Holy Temple and can be recognized at a glance.

"Another master comes."

"The Black Armor of the Eight Tribes?"

"The Light of the Holy Temple ranks this guy in the fourth place in the Holy Temple. Hey, Yasha Wolf Tooth Sword, I really want to ask for advice." Someone said with a burning look, it's not a conceited person. No one who came here is weak. The so-called top ten masters are just one of the opinions of all parties, and even their own top ten lists are different. Moreover, there are many people who are not famous in the large-scale temple, and their strength may not be below the top ten.

"Damn, the Li family's little demon star is here too..." Someone recognized Winnie.

"There is another beast girl. Is that guy a beast girl? Is that awakened man named Kela?"

"A rare orc... I heard that there are orcs involved in the Nine Gods, but that is the prince of the golden bloodline of the beast clan, which is different from this miscellaneous awakened person."

"Hey, it seems that this is the person from the Rose Church. He dressed so casually and was afraid of being recognized? It's really a pity that they can think of it."

Some buzzing discussions began to sound around, and the rose successfully grabbed the eyes of many people.

To be honest, Rose is really famous here. Whether it is Heiwukai, who is listed as the top ten masters by all parties, Li Wenni, who is well-known in several sacred temples, or even the awakened orc Kola, these are all topical figures and the "dearing" of the light of the sacred temple. It is difficult for others to know them if they don't want to know them.

Hei Wukai still looked careless, and Winnie and Kela also looked casual. This feeling of being paid attention to has long been common for them. Although their respective attention points are a little different, Mo Tong was a little angry and his teeth were itchy, and his face was full of murderous aura.

It would be fine if Winnie's intelligence looked down on herself, but why are all the people in the Holy Temple blind? Not only did they know Hei Wukai and Winnie, but even Kola, there were people who knew him, but no one knew me, and I was also very fierce!

Oh, I actually fell to the point where I was as unfamiliar as Fantersey and Wang Feng, and became the passerby of Rose?

"Are you Wang Feng?" The soldier in charge of registration looked at Lao Wang and confirmed again.

"Yes..." Lao Wang had just responded, and then he felt the buzzing sound around him suddenly quiet.

"He is that Wang Feng?"

"I thought I was a nerd with glasses."

"The creator of Ronghe Rune, the list of the Nine Gods' killings." Someone said with a smile: "I look pretty good in spirit and have a good mentality. If I were him, I would have the strength to be targeted by Nine Gods like this, I would probably not be able to eat or sleep."

"Ha, didn't you see Rose being shameless for him, even the eight tribes invited?"

Now the discussions around became louder and the topic became more concentrated. Obviously, as a member of the special treatment, Lao Wang's popularity seems to be above the Black Armor.

"Hello everyone, I am Wang Feng, take care of me, and take care of me." Hearing the heated discussion, Lao Wang waved to the surroundings enthusiastically, although no one responded.

But Mo Tong next to him had already opened his mouth wide, and his originally murderous face had become desperate.

Damn, even Wang Feng is famous than him? This is really... unreasonable!

"This is your house sign, Room 53, Building A," the soldier in charge of the registration smiled and handed over a house sign to Lao Wang: "You came in time. At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Lord Yacre will summon all the disciples of the Holy Clan to give a lecture. If you miss the time, with Lord Yacre's temper, you will be happy."

...

Although the Fortress of Fortress is a fortification, there are no high buildings built inside like ordinary towns. Most of them are one or two-story bungalow camps, with many training grounds, and you can see teams of inspectors with purple cuffs patrolling the camp everywhere.

The gathering venue is in the conference hall behind the distribution dormitory.

Many people had entered the hall with hundreds of people at this time, and there were no names on the hundreds of seats, but some people who were not famous or strong enough were consciously sitting in the back row, and there were very few seats in the front row at this time.

"Those guys in the Canglan Temple are so ignorant. Just a few names in the past dare to sit in the front three rows. Look at the appearance of his aura, he really doesn't know the world is so high..."

"If I remember correctly, Canglan Temple didn't even enter the top 32 last year's Heroes Competition, right? It's just a little better than the roses that are at the bottom next door..."

"Haha, look at the silly and happy look. I really thought they had sat firmly. The top pile had not arrived yet. Now the front row was empty, so naturally no one paid attention to them. When there were too many people and there were not enough front rows to sit, they would know what it means to feel like a needle and needle slut! "

There were lowly buzzing sounds in the hall, talking and laughing at some irrelevant topics, but soon, these buzzing sounds were caught by the "celebrities" who entered the venue one after another.

The first person to walk in were five people. The man in the lead had red hair and was wearing loose martial arts uniforms and carrying his hands on his back.

He wore the iconic mountain medal of Xifeng Temple on his chest, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and fierce expression. At first glance, he was the type of impulse to engrave his emotions on his face at any time.

"The West Peak Temple is here!"

"It's Zhao Ziyue, where is his eternal gun?"

"Brother, that's the Eternal Gun... The Temple-Sheng Temple's Horcrux is easy to collect and distribute. Do you think it's a batch of products made in your foundry workshop?"

Zhao Ziyu walked straight to the front row and sat down. He stretched his hands left and right, and directly occupied three empty seats, wearing a domineering manner. Several brothers around him sat in the second row behind him, but he also had a sense of arrogance. When he sat down, he looked around without any scruples.

"Hey, get hatred when you come in, your eyes are so wide, be careful to burst out." Some people also whispered in dissatisfaction.

Zhao Ziyu, in the front row, obviously heard it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was just a few jealous and hated sluts. The reputation of Xifeng Temple was played again and again in the Hero Competition. He has seen such sluts who are hiding behind and calling, so what should I care about?

"Ye Dun, the Sword of Truth!"

"Blood Moon Daughter Jiaoxi!"

A riot soon broke out in the crowd.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, and the sword of truth have long been recognized by at least half of the disciples of the Holy Clan. When he heard his name, almost everyone in the hall turned to look over. Zhao Ziyue swept away the arrogance he had just now and stood up.

At this time, the person entering the hall was a handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing a silver light armor, with a wide silver sword of truth on his back, and the thick and long hilt was half a meter long, looking majestic. Beside him was Jiaoxi, the daughter of Blood Moon, inside, a close-fitting wizard robe, a blood-red cloak, a slender figure, three-dimensional facial features, and the symmetrical blue secret magic pattern on his face, which was quite similar to the eight dragon and elephant tribes.

"Old Ye, Jiaoxi." Zhao Ziyue swept away the domineering behavior before and greeted the two of them on their own initiative.

"Where is Goule and Max?" Ye Dun walked forward with a smile.

"I guess I'm still competing in the training ground." Zhao Ziyu said with a smile: "I've been struggling for a long time and I'm coming soon. These two brothers often communicate with each other from all over the world, which is so good, but it seems that they can't get through without fighting when they meet."

"Just don't just shoot out real fire like last time." Jiaoxi said lightly.

The three of them sat in the front row, chatting and laughing, looking intimate.

The Zen Temple, the West Peak Temple, the Sakuman Temple, the Moon Worshiping Sect and the Endless Abyss, these five families are all so-called old cornerstone temples. They are the first group established on the Blade League continent. They have a long history and a deep heritage. They have always steadily dominated the top ten in the 108 temples. No one is already very powerful in the temple, but they still have a personal relationship. In previous years, these five families often joined forces to beat other temples first. When they face their own people, they preserved their strength, balanced their level, and a small balance damage, and often won the top eight positions in the hero competition. This is already well-known.

The temple is also of different levels, focusing on the ranking of strength and weakness. In the eyes of these schools, the temple is obviously unique.

At this time, the buzzing discussion around was even more intense, and someone said jealously: "It seems that I'm going to join in a group again."

"What does it mean? Always keeping together? These five families have been venting their anger. They have suffered a lot of routines in the Hero Competition before. They are going to enter the Soul Illusion Realm. This is even more advantageous, so how can others compete for opportunities?"

"They gather together, and everyone learns it. This brother, I am Ashoka of the Judgment Church. Are you interested in joining forces with our Judgment?"

"Last year's Hero Competition, the Ashoka King, who killed the Abyss Snake?"

"Whoever is really afraid of them who can come here is also considered one of our Shanan Temple!"

It is approaching the meeting time, and more and more famous experts enter. Whenever someone comes in, they naturally have to give it a try.

Chopin, the son of Dragon, and Ota, the son of Winter in the Ice Spirit Hall, are all the top ten recognized in various materials, and they are also very topical figures, which aroused a lot of heated discussions around them. Only when the Dark Demon Island came in, the buzzing sounds around them became slightly quiet.

Their bodies were wrapped in thick black cloaks, and black mist filled them, exuding a mysterious aura.

Dark Demon Island rarely participates in hero competitions and has few opportunities to show off, but it is still a fixed top five in the Holy Church. Its strength has long been recognized.

Moreover, in the eyes of most people, Dark Demon Island seems to be no different from Hell Island. Those who come out of there will even be labeled as cruel and death. It would be really a pity that they dare to talk about them behind their backs.

At this time, the people had arrived, and there was constant buzzing sound in the venue. No one could get close to the style of Dark Demon Island. Everyone was vaguely divided into three groups, one of the five core sacred temples, one of the Dark Demon Island, and one of the other sacred temples.

Many people were secretly dividing their positions in their hearts, and suddenly saw an alien.

"Look, the people of the Rose Church."

"Yasha Hei Wukai, is the one in front of Wang Feng?"
Chapter completed!