The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

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after one month.

The border between the North Continent and the East Continent.

Standing on the nine heavens, looking around, the sky is an endless dark forest.

Like a stormy wave, swaying in the depths of the sky.

Airtight, vast and long, deeply depressing.

That is the dark forest.

For thousands of years, an inaccessible primitive place.

Legend has it that in the depths of the dark forest, all kinds of monsters gather, which is a forbidden place for human beings.

Except for a few talented human races who can live in it, ordinary human races who enter it will never return.

And at the edge of the dark forest, there is a towering giant, like the last fortress guarding the border of the human race, majestic and majestic.

Looking from a distance, the flow of people is like a dragon, coming in and out, prosperous and prosperous.

Hua Zhilan looked at the sky from a distance, and spoke with awe: "Dark Moon City is full of masters, and they are not under the jurisdiction of any force in the Northern Continent. Once we enter, our identity will no longer matter. Don't act in a low-key manner."

Dark Moon City has a special geographical location, almost the same as Dark Dynasty.

The three superpowers of the Northern Continent, Tingxue Tower, Fengming Pavilion and Alliance Hundred Regions, also cannot govern independently.

Therefore, unknown masters from all walks of life gathered in Darkmoon City.

Among them, there are three traitors, and there are also high-ranking hermits who hide their names.

It is not even ruled out that people with superpowers like them will pass through Dark Moon City and enter the Dark Forest to practice.

Tu Long looked familiar with Dark Moon City, and sighed softly: "Who will pity the return of the prodigal son after being separated for more than ten years?"

En? Su Yu frowned slightly. It seemed that Tu Long was willing to go back to Tu's house, but he had some doubts.

Could it be that being closer to the country is more timid?

Shaking his head, Su Yu came to the gate of the city with the three of them.

The entrance is heavily guarded and the restrictions on entrants are very strict.

"Do you need to pay a certain amount of money to enter?" Su Yu asked.

One star pool, in order to gain wealth, it is not surprising that money will be collected from those who enter it.

Hua Zhilan pointed to the gate of the city, a stone tablet that was almost as high as the city wall: "You don't need money, you just need to prove your strength."

"Darkmoon City is mixed with three religions and nine streams, and the strength is not enough. If you enter it, you will end up miserable. Therefore, you deliberately restrict the cultivation level inside, and those who do not meet the standard are prohibited from entering. This will prevent too much chaos in the city from bullying the small."

"You only need to reach the level of Dragon Transformation before you can enter. The detection method is to stick your palm on the stone tablet and gather all the spiritual energy in your palm. The stone tablet will give a corresponding test result. Those who pass the test can enter."

Everyone nodded and stepped forward to line up silently.

For half an hour, under the scorching sun, they waited patiently, and finally it was their turn.

"Let me go first." Hua Zhilan demonstrated in person, walked to the stone tablet, put her white hand on the stone tablet, and silently condensed spiritual energy in her palm.

zzz -

The cyan stone tablet suddenly emitted bursts of cyan halo.

"Peak of the Seventh Realm of Dragon Transformation, pass! Enter!" Beside the stone tablet, an old man who had transformed into a first-level feather, said indifferently.

Hua Zhilan moved lightly into the city with lotus steps, waiting for Su Yu in the city.

"Next." The old man didn't even lift his eyelids, he sat proudly beside the stone tablet, and ordered lightly.

Su Yu moved away and was about to step forward.

Right at this moment, a cold wind hit him sideways, pushing Su Yu away.

It was a young man in Tsing Yi, about twenty years old, with a jade face like a crown, and suave.

The cultivation base is extremely not weak, and it has reached the third level of feathering!

At the mere age of 20, there is a triple feather!

In terms of talent, he is still above the fourth deputy palace master, An Fang!

He held a folding fan in his hand, and the end of the fan leisurely tapped on Su Yu's chest, forcing his body to be pushed halfway, opening a wide passage.

At the same time, the folding fan poked Su Yu's chest to prevent him from stepping forward again without knowing the good and the bad.

His eyes never looked at Su Yu, but he turned his head gracefully, and looked behind him: "Senior Brother Wei, please go first."

Su Yu frowned slightly, it's just a matter of quality.

However, to poke him in the chest with a folding fan and forcibly make room for others is arrogance!

"Let go!" Su Yu was still calm.

However, the young man turned a deaf ear, still smiling and looking at Senior Brother Wei, and slowly came to the stone tablet.

It was as if he had never heard such a person talking beside him.

At this time, Senior Brother Wei walked along the passage.

Only twenty years old, tall and tall, with flowing black hair like a waterfall, handsome features and extraordinary bearing.

Even more frightening, with a frightening aura, if there is, if there is nothing, it is released.

Feathering Triple Layer, Dacheng!

Everywhere he passed, he gave him all the sideways looks, especially the women waiting in line, his eyes were full of splendor.

Wei Tianchen seemed to enjoy the similar gaze, and walked slowly towards the stele.

The old guardian frowned slightly, and his expression was slightly unkind, but he sensed the strong aura of the two of them, and could not bear it.

Before Wei Tianchen came to the stele slowly, he lightly put his palm on the stele, leisurely condensing his spiritual energy.

Immediately, the cyan stele glowed red.

"It's the realm of feathering!"

"Green is a dragon, red is a feather!"

"What a terrifying talent, only twenty years old, and he has cultivated to the realm of immortality!"

zzz -

The stone tablet rang softly, and a line of small characters flashed.

"What? Eternalization triple, Dacheng!!" The crowd gasped! .[,! ]

The old man who was impatient in his heart trembled fiercely on his old cheeks, and his blue eyes were full of awe.

Standing up unknowingly, with a hint of respect on his face: "Three layers of feathering, please come in, my lord!"

His tone of voice was completely different from his attitude towards Hua Zhilan.

Wei Tianchen enjoyed being in the spotlight very much, and with a calm expression, he walked towards the city with his hands behind his back in the silence.

However, at this moment, a discordant tone suddenly sounded.

"Are you deaf, let you take your hands away?" Su Yu frowned gradually, and repeated.

His voice was not loud, but in such a quiet environment, it was hard for everyone not to hear him!

A pair of eyes shot at the silver-faced silver-haired boy in unison.

Can't see the face clearly, only the maverick silver hair is eye-catching.

The young man who was holding Su Yu's chest with the folding fan, even if he wanted to pretend that he couldn't hear Su Yu's words, he had no choice but to turn his head.

A face as handsome as jade, smiling as before, but it was not a smile, but a sneer: "So you are talking to me?"

The young man looked at Su Yu from head to toe, shook his head and sighed with a smile: "Remember to speak louder next time, when you are inconspicuous, you must learn to scream with all your strength, so that you may be able to attract people's attention."

The implication is that in front of him, Su Yu is too insignificant.

"It's just asking you to remove the folding fan, why are there so many nonsense?" Su Yu turned a deaf ear, and the spiritual energy in his body was shaking.

Hiss——

With a sudden force, it was transmitted to the palm of the young man through the folding fan.

Caught off guard, there was a slight pain in his wrist, and he subconsciously withdrew.

"Boy, you..." The young man shook his slightly sore wrist, and the sneer disappeared without a trace, replaced by a slightly cold expression.

However, Su Yu interrupted his words and spread his hands: "Isn't this taken away? You asked you to take away the folding fan with such a good voice, and you shook your head and thought that you would only be satisfied if you hurt your hands because of your high-spirited chatter."