"It should come...after all, many dragon blood warriors are coming here."
Mang Hua said while looking at the situation on the road.
After a pause, "What kind of martial arts conference is being held in the arena of Huangze Country this time? I think there may be something weird in it. Could it be a trap specially designed to hunt us?"
"Isn't it a trap? But they should know that there will be a trial every thirty years, so it's not surprising that they are somewhat prepared."
Leopard Zuo said.
After a pause, "Now that so many warriors are rushing to Qingyun Temple, should we also sneak in?"
"No, Huangze Kingdom no longer allows people to wear bamboo hats. If you and I look like this, we will be exposed immediately if we sneak in. If we are surrounded and suppressed by dragon blood warriors, we will definitely die!"
Mang Hua shook his head, "Besides, the strength of the old man Qingyun is extraordinary. The Dragon Saint Prince and others also suffered some losses at his hands last time. This is the Lao Yuan Dan who has obtained the blood stone for more than a hundred years!"
"actually……"
A trace of sarcasm appeared on Bao Zuo's face, "I got a few magical weapons this time, which can help people disguise themselves, but they can only last for one day at a time before they are damaged."
"And there are such magical weapons?"
Mang Hua frowned slightly, "Why didn't you take it out earlier?"
"It's just to be prepared, not to mention that if you use one, you will lose one. I only brought four of them, which cost me a total of four thousand spirit coins!"
Leopard Zuo said.
"Here, I'll give you as many spiritual coins as you want."
Mang Hua snorted coldly.
After a while, both of them took off their hats, and their appearance changed into that of ordinary people.
Although they are not as natural as the Qitian Mask, as long as you don't look carefully, you still can't see the problem on their faces.
After successfully disguising themselves, the two of them walked out of the forest and followed many warriors to Qingyun Temple.
In addition to Mang Hua and Bao Zuo, there are now several groups of giant city geniuses lurking in the mountains around Qingyun Temple.
They were not stupid enough to go directly to Qingyun Temple, but were prepared to wait here and wait for the opportunity.
Only those geniuses from the giant city who were also from the human race and whose faces would not be noticed by others, turned into spies and went to Qingyun Temple to find out the details for everyone.
Su Han stood in front of the mountain gate of Qingyun Temple, watching warriors in various costumes entering the temple. His eyes were filled with purple light, and he silently looked at the internal scene of Qingyun Temple.
They arrived here an hour ago.
However, Bei Gui Mu Xia and others were too perverse in their appearance and were basically not in a position to sneak into Qingyun Temple, so Su Han arranged for them to be escorted from a distance.
"One, two, three..."
"Twelve dragon blood warriors..."
Su Han withdrew his gaze.
There are only two dragon blood warriors in Qingyun Temple, and one of them is the old man revered as the Qingyun Old God.
The opponent's strength is extremely strong, and his aura is already comparable to that of a mid-level Concentration Soul. He is indeed much stronger than an ordinary dragon blood warrior.
The other person, a young man, had been holding a long sword, leaning in front of the door of a hall, observing the warriors who entered Qingyun Temple with cold eyes.
Su Han noticed that no matter who it was, whenever they saw this young man, they would show a look of respect on their face.
Apart from this, the remaining ten dragon blood warriors were sitting in another hall with no intention of showing up.
This is obviously a trap!
"General Lin You is here too!"
"The person in the chariot can't be Wu Qilong, Prime Minister Wu, right?"
The warriors on the way to Qingyun Temple moved out of the way.
A chariot, guarded by countless knights, slowly headed towards the Qingyun Mountain Gate. In front of the chariot, there was a tall, middle-aged man with a face as cold as a knife or an axe!
This person is the current number one general in the Huangze Kingdom, Lin You!
Everyone guessed that the only one who could use Lin You to clear the way was Prime Minister Wu Qilong, who was more powerful than one person.
"This is the first martial arts conference in the martial arts world in hundreds of years. One person is chosen to be the leader of the martial arts alliance and will take charge of all martial artists in the martial arts world.
Prime Minister Wu represents the court, and I am afraid that the position of leader requires not only martial arts training, but also the approval of the court."
"That's natural. It's impossible for anyone to sit in such an important position in the court. I think both Master Dao and the old god Qingyun may become the leader of the martial arts alliance today."
"Silence, the conference hasn't started yet, so don't make any random statements, lest someone with a serious intention hears you and holds a grudge in your heart."
"Two more dragon blood warriors."
Su Han's eyes moved.
Lin You's strength is indeed very strong, but it is still inferior to the old immortal Qingyun and the young man holding the long sword.
But……
The old man in the chariot looked like a great scholar, but his health value was higher than that of all the dragon-blooded warriors present!
Su Han glanced around again. At some point, with Qingyun Temple as the center, there were already spies all around.
These spies lurk in the darkness, quietly watching every warrior who enters Qingyun Temple.
Seeing that the spies seemed to be paying attention to him, Su Han smiled and walked to Mang Hua and Bao Zuo.
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and when they saw it was Su Han, their expressions suddenly became strange.
"Remember, from now on, we are disciples of the Huashan Sect. My name is Feng Qingyang, Mang Hua is called Yue Buqun, and Bao Zuo is called Linghu Chong."
The two of them looked at Su Han as if they were seeing a ghost.
"Who are you?"
After Bao Zuo was silent for a few breaths, he said.
"Stop pretending, I can see your disguise skills at a glance."
Su Han said.
After hearing this, Mang Hua turned around and planned to leave.
"Don't worry, others won't be able to tell. Mainly because I'm also good at disguise."
Su Han smiled and comforted.
The two of them finally felt a little calmer. Mang Hua glanced at Bao Zuo and said, "This disguise technique is only worth a hundred spirit coins."
Baozuo's face turned a little red.
"Remember your names and don't show off."
Su Han smiled and took the lead to walk towards Qingyun Temple.
Inside the temple, a Taoist priest was registering the origins and names of everyone.
"Huashan Sect? Is there such a sect in Huangze?"
Zhike Taoist looked at Su Han and the others with a strange expression.
"Master just established it ten years ago, so it's normal that you haven't heard about it."
Su Han smiled.
"I see."
The Taoist Zhike nodded slightly.
There are indeed many small sects in Arasawa, and in this martial arts competition, they all emerged one after another.
"May I have your name?"
After Zhike Taoist registered Su Han's name, he looked at Mang Hua.
Mang Hua smiled and said, "I'm Yue Buqun."
He secretly thought that the name Su Han chose was quite nice.
Outstanding.
It goes along with his temperament.
After this trial is over, this name may be kept and used as the name of other people.
"Linghu Chong."
Bao Zuo also reported his name. After everyone was registered, Zhike Taoist pointed the direction to Su Han and others, "You go over there. There is a Sanqing Hall. The meeting will be held inside. The person standing at the door is
The world-famous Sword Lord, you and others must not conflict."