Feng Lin couldn't help but said in surprise: "There are also dragons?"
"Of course! In addition to the Dragon Clan, there is also the Phoenix Clan, but the number is very small, but most of these powerful races are conservative. In fact, our new sect also has big figures who can compete with them."
When Ma Jian talked about the masters of the new sect, his eyes were obviously different, "Our ancestor Di Jiang is the undisputed number one."
"Dijiang?"
Feng Lin asked with a smile, "Who else?"
"There are too many. There is also the Goddess White, who is the spiritual totem of our clan."
Ma Jian said this with a fiery look in his eyes, "According to rumors, her appearance is astonishing. How many people are willing to die just to see her appearance. If I can lick the toes of the Goddess in this life,
, I am willing to die on the spot."
"Disgusting, what's so good about toes? Are you Feng Lin?"
Ye Yourong's voice reached Feng Lin's ears.
"Well, that's right."
Feng Lin nodded slightly, but he probably discovered something.
That is the old-school masters, who all exist in the form of races, such as the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan.
But on the New School side, it’s usually individuals.
After all, they are of mixed race, so it is difficult to distinguish them into a specific race.
However, this person is obviously more susceptible to support and even mindless worship.
"Well, I've probably remembered it all."
Yin Lan could no longer open his eyes, and he continued to ask, "Last question, how many cracks are there in this destructive storm?"
"I don't know this. I only know this one, because the place where our race lives is near this crack."
Ma Jian explained, "We are a small race, and the leader of our clan is my brother. We have not ascended to a higher level, nor have we been to far away places."
"Okay, I understand."
Yin Lan put away the phone and stood up unsteadily, "Brother Feng Lin, let's go back. I have finished asking the questions they asked me to ask."
"How many more questions?" Feng Lin asked with a smile.
"No more questions, please. I can't help but want to sleep anymore. Just complete the task. I don't like over-completion, and I don't like the reward."
Yin Lan turned back and walked towards the entrance of the ruins, the bell on the sword at his waist jingling.
Feng Lin glanced at Ma Jian who was lying on the ground, and then left.
In fact, he also wanted to ask a few questions, but he already knew the answers from his previous answers.
What he asked was, if these strange beasts really came through, would they go to their world through the rushing water?
But if you think about it carefully, you can roughly understand his attitude towards the descendants of Yan and Huang just now.
So this time, Feng Lin decided to stand on a united front with the Yin Yang Crusaders to deal with these strange beasts.
…
Feng Lin and Yin Lan left the ruins together.
Yin Lan put the long sword on his waist into the space ring, and then took out his flying props from the space ring.
"Brother Feng Lin, please excuse me. Our destination this time is the previous branch, on the edge of the Western Continent."
After Yin Lan activated the formation, the long sword floated in mid-air. He lay down at the tail of the sword and tied himself with an iron chain.
Feng Lin jumped up, activated the formation, and led him to the branch where Su Ming was.
This time he also knew a lot of news, so he took the time to tell the old man and see what solutions he had to deal with it.
…
During this period of time when Feng Lin was busy.
The exam for sequence captain is still in progress.
From the mouths of the captured hostages, they learned about other ruins of the Demon Research Institute.
They rushed over one after another.
They still wear belts on their bodies.
Mr. Mei has chosen to avoid his sharp edge. The Yin Yang Crusaders broke into several ruins in succession, but Mr. Mei and Jiao Chunqiu were nowhere to be found.
Only some of the Spirit Steel Army were killed by the Yin Yang Crusaders without knowing anything.
As for the research materials of the Demonic Research Institute, as well as some researchers who Mr. Mei did not have time to transfer away, they all fell into the hands of the Yin Yang Crusaders.
Over the Western Continent.
Within the formation.
Bai Zu and Su Yibai were observing the many scenes in front of them.
Su Yibai said softly: "Ancestor Bai, if you only look at the first two exams, Mu Yunshu should be ranked in front of Wei Yinghuo this time. Unfortunately, there is still one last battle."
"Haha! Do you think Mu Yunshu can't defeat Wei Yinghuo?" Bai Zu asked with a smile.
"Of course, in the previous rankings, he used all his strength." Su Yibai said calmly.
"Innocent!"
Bai Zu smiled and said, "The reason why you made this wrong guess is that you think Mu Yunshu is from the Mu family, but Wei Yinghuo is Wei Ranhei's daughter."
"What does Bai Zu mean?" Su Yibai's eyes trembled slightly.
"I'm hiding my stupidity. I just don't want to fight. Maybe it's because I'm concerned about Wei Yinghuo's identity, or maybe it's Muchengzhou's intention."
Bai Zu looked at the screen in front of him, "Don't underestimate them."
"This Mu Yunshu can actually hide it from my eyes. This guy is not simple."
Su Yibai sighed and looked at the other person on the screen, "The one who stands out this time is Luo Shenyan."
"Well, she has indeed made great progress. Her strength should be on par with Mu Ran."
Bai Zu nodded lightly, "But the talent is stronger, and he is younger after all."
"She is pregnant. I asked around and found out that the person who came out with her this time should not be their child."
Su Yibai looked at Bai Zu, "Maybe they are the children of the Yin Yang Crusaders who died."
"Maybe, it's still early anyway, there's no rush in this matter..."
As Bai Zu was speaking, he suddenly looked below the formation, where a thick black smoke appeared.
Then, a middle-aged man wearing a white military coat appeared in the thick smoke.
On this middle-aged man's white military coat, there is an eye-catching black fish hanging on it.
"Hei, why are you here?"
Su Yibai looked at the man covered in smoke and asked in surprise.
"There is something important. After I get the news, I will immediately report it to Heizu. Heizu asked me to come and find you."
Wei Ranhei said lightly, "A few people from the Northern Wilderness have escaped."
"What? How many?"
Bai Zu's expression changed, and he turned around and stared at Wei Ranhei, "How can you survive with just flint jade?"
"No! They did not escape from our torrents. Now I have determined that besides our two torrents, there are others in the Northern Wasteland."
Wei Ranhei continued, "Tian Huo, the Earth Emperor, has entered the realm of sublimation. This time he, Hou Tianxue, and a Jiuli tribe attacked the Sun Tribe."
"Tian Huo, snow the day after tomorrow?"
Su Yibai's face looked a little ugly, "When did they know about this rush? If they had known about it earlier, they would have done a lot of things secretly."
"It won't be very early. Previously, Suiyu escorted Hou Tianxue to send her there with our rush."
Bai Zu thought for a moment, "Yi Bai, you can go back with Ran Hei. I'll leave this matter to you."