Marry Long Aotian

At dawn, the first ray of sunlight entered the top of Xiaohongfeng Mountain.

Today is the day of the competition, and all the other disciples meditated to restore their best condition, but the two people in the wooden house took a peaceful sleep to recharge their batteries.

With a cultivation level of Jindan, he could meditate all night, but Mo Yang was still used to sleeping. He hid in Yan Lingyun's arms, pressed against his shoulders and neck, sleeping so that his whole body was warm.

He likes to be hugged and slept by Yan Lingyun.

The water in the deep pool was floating, and when a light blue light came out of the window, Yan Lingyun woke up.There was a hint of gold in his eyes, and the hands around Mo Yang's waist were tightened, and he was pulled up a little bit, and his palms gently stroked his head, which naturally woke him up slowly.

Mo Yang buried half of his face under the quilt, opened his eyes a little dazedly, and entangled him.

It was a rare moment of intimacy at dawn, and in the next few months, all the world was watching, and they could only hold hands.

Yan Lingyun kissed him again.

Mo Yang got used to his lips, tongue and breath, and kissed him slowly.The side face is pressed against the pillow, but the lips are close to him, being completely hugged.

After a long time, Mo Yang finally fully woke up, a little light was reflected in his beautiful eyes, and there were two Yan Lingyun radiating from them.

"It's time to get up." Yan Lingyun said.

"Ah."

The wooden house was still very dark, Yan Lingyun flicked a few candles, which illuminated the square inch, and brought the two people's clothes from the screen.Before the start of the third season, Bitong Academy issued vestments again, which were also dark green in color and had a higher defensive rank.

Mo Yang sat down and put on his clothes, carefully tying the thin belt around his waist, while Yan Lingyun stood and put on his outer robe casually, and was soon dressed neatly.

He is a sword cultivator, with black boots and narrow sleeves, tall and strong, Mo Yang has not changed his sleeve robe, the sleeves are so long that only half of his fingers can be exposed, so that he can make tricks without being seen through, and he also wears flat light gray cloth shoes.

His small cloth shoes were next to Yan Lingyun's black boots before, but now the young man squatted down slightly, holding his calf, and helped him put the cloth shoes on.

Mo Yang was also embarrassed before, but Yan Lingyun squatted down, and the two looked at each other, his cheeks gradually turned red.

"Let's go."

"Ah."

Yan Lingyun clasped his hand, and the two left the wooden house.They are all monks, their bodies are clean and dust-free, they don't need to brush their teeth and wash their faces, at most one cleansing technique, and their bodies are completely clean.

Yan Lingyun summoned the Baopu sword, and Mo Yang stood in front of him, sharing the same sword with him, and one side of the waist was slightly held to protect him from standing still.

Feijian's speed was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye they reached the halfway up the mountain, and after reconciling with Ye Qiushui, Xu Rao, Qin Kai, and Gu Lan, they quickly flew to the cliff on the coast of Feilai Sea, where the Academy agreed with them.

Because the competition venue is in the Elder's Mustard Seed World, it is really good news that you don't have to run too far this time.

The red sun rises from the sea, the waves are rough, and the mountains are dark, only the red is eye-catching, and the sycamore forest is swaying in pieces, making the little Jiao on Mo Yang's shoulder look straight at his eyes.

As a flood dragon, it was supposed to fly, so instead of being afraid at this time, it squirmed happily onto Yan Lingyun's shoulder and made a short sound.

Yan Lingyun nodded its head slightly: "Xiaoman."

Xiaoman was called by name, and she nestled obediently, her excitement was not so exposed.

It was impossible for Mo Chao to leave the half-immortal beast in Xiaohongfeng, but it was inconvenient to take him to the competition. When he was about to reach the destination, he sent it to his home and let the broom watch it.

When we met before, the broom didn't reject Yuejiao, and his attitude was much better than that of Wuxiang weaving silkworm.

The seaside is full of disciples. Before the Fengyunlu competition, the three groups had a total of 180 million disciples. Among them, the Jiji group had the largest number of about 60 million, and Tianxuan was similar to Vientiane, each group had about 120 people.After the Secret Realm competition, almost one-third of each group was cut, with 42 million remaining in the Diji group, 40 in Tianxuan, and [-] in Vientiane.

A total of [-] million people.

Because of the trials of life and death, the disciples who have entered the third season are far more difficult to deal with than before, and it is the first time that the three groups communicate with each other. Without knowing the details, no one will take it lightly.

Ye Qiushui frowned, and said via voice transmission: "They are all looking at us."

The eyes were not really friendly.

Xixiao floated on the edge, far away from everyone, and it is not a conspicuous position, but there are still a large number of people looking over, staring at them, and whispering.

Qin Kai: "We have gained too much and it is too good. It will inevitably arouse jealousy and hatred. Many disciples are waiting to enter and surround us."

If Xixiao could accept people from other great families and pay more attention, the situation would be a little better, but they were not willing.

Yan Lingyun and Mo Yang have too many secrets on the one hand; on the other hand, the team's mutual trust is the most important thing. Although they are not cultivated enough, they have similar natures. They have experienced life and death several times, and they have made friends with each other. No other team can catch up.

Rather lack rather than abuse.

The shore was full of people, and the waves slapped on the cliff. At the moment when the sun was fully out, a figure appeared in the clouds, and the vast coercion surged with the waves, spreading over the heads of all the disciples.

"Meet the ancestors."

Millions of people performed the ceremony together, with great momentum.

The Great Elder of the Sanxiu League, whose status is only under the leader of the alliance, has dominated the five continents for nearly 10 years in the late Mahayana period, and is a contemporaneous figure with the Immortal Venerable.

No one could see his true face, the Great Elder only raised his hand slightly, and without saying a word of nonsense, he stirred up the mustard world.

The sky was suddenly dark, and the sea and the sky were flying in, and the phantom of the world slowly emerged above the sea, as black as a long night, majestic, as if mountains and seas were toppled, with a thunderbolt movie, passing by with a thunderbolt.

The disciples below raised their heads to look at the sky, under the coercion and persecution, even though they knew that the black world was far away from the sea, they felt the illusion of suffocation, and landed one after another, not staying in the sky.

This is the elder's small world!

Compared with the elder's world of mustard seeds, Mo Yang's small world is like playing house, even as long as the elder is willing, his mustard seed world can become a new secret realm at any time!

The Mustard Seed World was created by spiritual consciousness and hidden in the Purple Mansion. The elder's spiritual consciousness must be as wide as the sea.

"Enter--"

The Great Elder folded his hands down, covering the coast with boundless power, and sent all the disciples into the small world.

Ye Qiushui tied everyone up with Xiangshui silk, and everyone set up the barrier for a while. After most of the disciples entered the small world, they were all sucked in.

This naturally has other purposes. They have already entered and exited the experience after entering the secret realm. The secret realm is said to be teleported randomly, but the more densely entered, the closer the landing point will be, and the greater the possibility of being closer to the center.They didn't want to meet other people, so they deliberately walked last.

After a moment of dizziness, everyone turned upside down in mid-air, and Mo Yang was greeted by a huge mouth, with blood-red eyes full of joy, thanking the heavens for the pie.

Tier [-] monster Chifeng bird!

Equivalent to Nascent Soul!

Ye Qiushui reacted very quickly, and the Xiangshui silk quickly pulled Mo Yang back. Mo Yang suddenly opened four transparent wings on his back, like the wings of an insect.

The magic weapon·Shadowless Wings.

Chifengniao wanted to chase again, but was knocked away by Qin Kai's fall. The battle armor glowed with a golden light, and a golden wall was built.

Almost in an instant, the Baopu sword pierced Chifengniao's heart, and under the mighty force, it was cut into several pieces.

This monster that suddenly appeared was as absurd as it appeared when it died, and it died completely in just a short moment.

But if they hadn't reacted in time and hit a critical strike, it might not have been so easy.

Ye Qiushui smiled a bit reluctantly: "How many monsters and monsters did the ancestor raise in it? Why did we just come across one?"

Below them is a vast primeval jungle, but it is not green, but an endless dark gray, full of evil spirits and evil spirits.

It belongs to the level that you can tell it is a demon cave at a glance.

There are indeed no people around, but there are probably quite a few other species.

Mo Yang took out a flat boat and enlarged it, and everyone sat on it as before.Ye Qiushui, Xu Rao, Qin Kai, and Yan Lingyun each guarded a corner, while Mo Yang and Gu Lan were protected in the middle.

Compared with other teams, their biggest advantage is that they have Mo Yang and Gu Lan, and their dependence on strongholds is greatly reduced.

This kind of place full of monsters has thin spiritual energy, and no spiritual grass can grow, but Gu Lan can refine the inner alchemy of monsters and the bones and blood of monsters.The former can replenish aura, while the latter can be used as a high-quality poison, which can kill groups with poisonous mist.

Alchemists also have means of self-protection.

In just half a stick of incense, Gu Lan refined the blood of the Chifeng bird just now and turned it into a poisonous mist, surrounding them to reduce the possibility of being discovered by the group of monsters.

Mo Yang also asked 996 to open the map to detect the bottom clearly. Seeing the dense red names, he couldn't help but take a breath.

He said: "There are many monsters below, and the highest discovered so far is the sixth level."

The sixth level is equivalent to transforming the gods, which doesn't sound like much.After all, they can play distractedly and kill people who fit together. Although they almost fall into graves every time, how can they be scared by the mere transformation of gods.

But there is not one below, but one piece, one piece after another, and one piece is buried!

Ants gnaw dead elephants, they can't act rashly.

Yan Lingyun looked at the sky: "The time in the secret realm is the same as that of the outside world. Now that the sun has just risen, we still have a lot of time. At night, when the monsters are no longer suppressed, the airspace will be very dangerous. We must find a stronghold before then."

Although they don't rely on the supplies of the stronghold, each of them carries as many detoxification and life-saving pills as possible, unlike the other disciples, who have to squeeze a bottle of pills to restore true vitality in one of the few places on their sleeves. But they need arrays of strongholds.

The array disk in the stronghold can protect them, hide their breath and strengthen their defenses. Spending the night in the stronghold will be a hundred times safer than wandering outside.

Mo Yang: "Leave it to me, I can see the widest area."

Gu Lan nodded, feeling very relieved.

Mo Yang's methods are treacherous, and his spiritual sense can detect many things that they cannot detect. As long as it is there, many dangers can be avoided in advance.

996's exploration area has expanded several times, with Mo Yang as the center, a radius of ten kilometers is in sight.

After flying for about two hours, 996 opened his mouth to remind:

"Drip, the existence of the stronghold has been detected, and the host is eight kilometers away from the target."

Mo Yang's eyes lit up: "I found it."