A subtle smile appeared on the corner of Yan Ruhuo's mouth, and his eyes were full of cruelty.
Qinglongzi has six golden lines between his eyebrows, and he also has five golden lines between his eyebrows. The two of them are the closest to having ten golden lines among a hundred people.
Yan Ruhuo knew that his alliance with Qinglongzi would definitely defeat the enemy and strip away all the golden patterns from the others, so that would probably not be a problem.
Although Cao Rong said that by gathering ten golden patterns, great benefits will be gained. Warriors who have not yet become saints can become saints, and warriors who have become saints can advance to a smaller realm.
But what if more golden patterns could be collected?
There is no doubt that the more golden patterns are gathered, the more benefits can be obtained.
After all, the third level is called fighting for the Holy Luck, which means that the Holy Luck in this level is destined to be achieved through competition.
As long as you are strong, let alone ten golden patterns, even twenty, thirty or even more, you can probably snatch them from others.
Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered. Although the competition for the Holy Fortune had not yet begun, judging from Cao Rong's tone and the people around him who were ready to move, the competition at this level must be extremely fierce.
"I won't go into too much nonsense. The central area of the Nine Nether Sky Terrace is surrounded by yellow mist all year round. You'd better pay attention to this yellow mist, because there are many tiny creatures living in it."
"These creatures are extremely destructive. If you breathe them into your body, these little things will cause inhumane destruction."
After Cao Rong reminded him, he waved his sleeves and the restrictions around the central area were immediately opened.
"go in!"
Whoosh whoosh!
As soon as these words came out, countless figures were like locusts, overwhelmingly swarming towards the central area, and plunged into the depths of the yellow mist, which was bottomless.
Long Tian silently flew to Zhuo Wen's side, his eyes showing a hint of inquiry.
Because Zhuo Wen still used the identity of Wen Zhuo, other old friends who knew him did not recognize him at all, and only his two clones and Long Tian knew his identity.
Of course, Zhuo Wen also noticed the lazy Yang Yi who always cast meaningful glances in his direction, making Zhuo Wen frown slightly.
"This Yang Yi is extremely unusual. Did you see something?" Zhuo Wen said with a slight frown.
"Probably not. You have mastered the Divine Art of All-Changes to the point of perfection. Even Cao Rong can't tell the truth about you at a glance. Yang Yi is just Xuansheng. It's impossible for him to see through your disguise."
"Zhong, Xiaohei said calmly."
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen nodded and whispered to Long Tian: "Let's go in too."
Naturally, Long Tian would not disobey Zhuo Wen's order. After saying that, the two of them followed closely behind the large army and got into the yellow mist.
"That day, the dragon seems to be very close to Nawenzhuo? And it seems that he listens to Nawenzhuo's actions?"
Tianlong and Wenzhuo, as the top ten in this point competition, naturally attracted the attention of many warriors, and the two of them walking together also made many people quite surprised.
"Sect Master, looking at it like this, Tianlong seems to be in the same group as Wenzhuo."
On the square platform where the Immortal Altar is located, many elders behind the immortal old monster frowned slightly.
The strength shown by Wenzhuo alone was enough trouble, and now an even more terrifying Xuansheng-level Tianlong appeared next to Wenzhuo.
It is indeed a bit tricky for the people of the Immortal Altar who want revenge.
"When the Nine Nether Conference is over, Wenzhuo will die no matter what. If Tianlong wants to intervene, then we will keep these two people at all costs." The immortal old monster said viciously.
Hearing this, many elders behind the immortal old monster lowered their heads slightly, their eyes full of awe.
They knew that the immortal old monster was really angry this time, and actually planned to annihilate Wenzhuo and Tianlong at all costs.
The long yellow mist filled the surroundings. As soon as Zhuo Wen entered this place, he felt dizzy, but after some adjustments, he slowly got used to it.
"Sure enough, there are tiny creatures."
Zhuo Wen took a deep breath and inhaled a puff of yellow mist. Then he keenly discovered that the yellow mist was filled with densely packed tiny insects.
These bugs are so small that it is difficult for ordinary people to see them with the naked eye. Even Zhuo Wen relied on the mental power in his body to reach his lungs, so he could barely distinguish the shapes of these bugs.
These bugs are yellow in appearance, have many barbs on their surface, and have a huge mouthpart on their head. There are many sharp teeth in this mouthpart, and they look extremely ferocious.
The form of this bug is basically a destruction machine. Once it enters the human body, it only needs to twist its body, and the spikes on its surface can tear and pierce human flesh and blood.
However, Zhuo Wen was not afraid at all. His body had been sanctified, and his bones were the golden bones of the Holy Body of Raus, which made him invulnerable from the inside out.
Although these tiny bugs looked quite terrifying, when they entered Zhuo Wen's lungs and were about to destroy them, they found that they had no way to start, as if they were not touching flesh and blood, but solid rocks.
But Long Tian couldn't. Although he had become a Xuansheng, his internal organs were still extremely fragile.
After entering the yellow mist, Long Tian immediately shielded his facial features and acupuncture points all over his body to prevent tiny bugs in the yellow mist from invading his body.
"Zhuowen, are you not afraid of that little bug in the yellow mist at all?"
Long Tian noticed Zhuo Wen's condition next to him and couldn't help but said in surprise.
"I have trained my body before, and my internal organs are much stronger than those of ordinary warriors. These little bugs can't hurt me." Zhuo Wen said calmly.
Hearing this, Long Tian nodded and didn't ask any more questions, but he felt more and more awe of Zhuo Wen in his heart.
Although his cultivation was much higher than Zhuo Wen, he knew that if he faced Zhuo Wen, he would probably not be his opponent at all.
"One more thing I would like to remind you is that your law power, spiritual power, elemental power and even spiritual rings cannot be used here. If you want to gain power, just follow the feeling of holy luck."
Suddenly, a disembodied voice came from above the yellow mist. The owner of this voice was no stranger to Zhuo Wen and Long Tian. It was Cao Rong.
"Sure enough, as Cao Rong said, all the laws and Yuan Power in my body cannot be mobilized, and even the spiritual ring cannot be opened." Long Tian said with a bitter smile.
Zhuo Wen nodded. He also discovered this. It could be said that he could not use everything on his body. Even the ice and fire eyes transformed from the ice flame holy talisman, Zhuo Wen felt a little difficult to use.
It was as if there was some mysterious power in this yellow mist, imprisoning all their powers and means.
"But the power of the body cannot be contained in this yellow mist."
Zhuo Wen smiled slightly and silently uttered a sentence in his heart. Although the power of the physical body was suppressed, it was not completely unusable. Zhuo Wen was still able to mobilize part of his power.
"Most of our strength is imprisoned here, so what should we use to fight?" Long Tian frowned slightly and said helplessly.
"Then Cao Rong said, follow the feeling of the Holy Luck. The only thing that can be mobilized here is actually the Holy Luck."
Zhuo Wen said lightly, and the three golden lines between his eyebrows flashed with blazing golden light. Then the golden light formed a line of light and burst out, heading in a certain direction.
Long Tian also drew the gourd in the same way, also activating the golden pattern between his eyebrows. The light he emitted swept in the opposite direction to Zhuo Wen.
"What's going on?" Long Tian said without knowing why.
"Follow your own light, maybe we'll know when we get there," Zhuo Wen said.
Long Tian nodded. There is no other way now. The method Zhuo Wen said is relatively reasonable.
Whizzing!
Zhuo Wen and Long Tian were not indecisive people. Now that they had made up their minds, they immediately headed in opposite directions and passed each other.
Above the Jiuyou rooftop, the golden subtitles are still floating in the void, and the names in the subtitles are all shining with golden light.
Suddenly, the golden light of the names at the bottom of the subtitles list dimmed and became almost transparent.
"Someone is dead."
"These people are casual cultivators, and their strength is at the bottom among the top 100."
"Not long after we entered, someone has already died. Isn't this too fast?"
The strangeness of the subtitles also attracted the attention of many people. Although Cao Rong didn't say anything, the dimness of the name must represent the death of someone. As long as they are not fools, everyone will know it.
…
In the long yellow mist, a vigorous figure suddenly shot out like an arrow from a string.
In front of this figure, there is a golden light, extending into the depths of the yellow mist, and the figure follows the light closely.
"arrive!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were slightly focused, and through the heavy yellow mist, his eyes fell on a faint outline revealed in the yellow mist ahead.
He could clearly feel that the outline was the end of the light. Zhuo Wen knew that this outline was the destination of this trip.
Whoosh!
Zhuo Wen kicked off his feet and immediately accelerated his speed. It took about a cup of tea to reach the destination where the silhouette was.
Creak!
Stopping, Zhuo Wen raised his head slightly and his eyes fell on the outline.
This is a very large but extremely dilapidated temple. In front of the temple stands a huge stone statue of an alien beast.
The destination of the golden light formed by the holy luck is deep in this temple.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen also discovered that besides him, there were five figures scattered around the temple.
The cultivation of these five people is not weak, and they are basically invincible emperors. Especially the clothes on two of them made Zhuo Wen narrow his eyes dangerously.
There is the word "武" on the chest of these two people's clothes, which means that these two people are disciples of the Shengwu Sect.
"It is said that there are only two Shengwu Sect disciples who entered the top 100 this time. I met these two people at the beginning, so I was very lucky." Zhuo Wen raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a cold smile.
Perhaps sensing Zhuo Wen's arrival, the five people all turned around and stared at Zhuo Wen warily, their faces full of alertness.