Clear the scorching sun and the sun shines.

Outside Tianlong City, a carriage galloped away.

The horse's hooves stomped, neighing, wings spread, and the body suddenly became illusory, burrowing into the mysterious passage.

In the carriage, the gold is the wall, inlaid with pearl stones,

Yang Qifeng sat cross-legged, gently lifted the delicate wine glass on the table in front of him with one hand, and kept playing with it.

"Don't worry, brother, this time it will definitely be a success," the fat man picked up the wine glass in his hand and congratulated Yang Qifeng.

"To borrow the old brother's auspicious words," Yang Qifeng smiled slightly, also put the wine glass to his lips, and drank it in one gulp.

The Treasure Pavilion did its best for him, and after Yang Qifeng proved his worth, the Treasure Pavilion's attitude towards him became eager.

This time, a special car and personnel were actually dispatched to escort him.

The Wa Palace is thirty-three days away, standing in chaos,

Traditionally, the passage of entry is to walk for thirty-three days, passing through layers of layers, and finally come to thirty-three days away, entering the Wa Palace.

And the other method, just like the one in front of you, Wa Huanggong directly lowered the access passage and then entered it.

This is a passage specially opened by Emperor Wa, and it is not allowed to enter the Wa Palace directly, but to enter the small world attached to the Wa Palace, which is also the place of this trial.

"Brother has been open to the Wa Palace for generations, and although the rules of the test are always changing, the first level has never changed,"

"When the narrow road meets, the brave wins,"

"The winner advances, and the loser retreats, this is a constant truth from ancient times to the present. The elder brother took it, "The fat man from his arms." took out a sachet,

The sachet is very quaint. There is nothing out of the ordinary, but the fat man's hands are solemn, indicating the extraordinaryness of the sachet.

Yang Qifeng took it with both hands, and he asked, "This is?"

"After the Wa Palace is opened, their rules, we can't change them in the Treasure Pavilion, but brother's luck, we can change them for a short time, and this sachet is worn on the body. You're not going to meet those guys, brother," the fat man began.

Yang Qifeng immediately understood who the fat man was talking about.

What can make the fat man jealous, is naturally the sons of those demon kings, such as the son of the Pingtian Great Sage who is ranked among the top ten, no matter who he is, it is not a suspense at all for him to enter the Wa Palace, he will definitely be able to enter.

For the sake of his son, according to legend, the Great Sage of Pingtian asked for a spiritual treasure for him.

The love and affection can be seen from this.

His own strength is important, but the treasures in his hands are equally important.

People like that. There are still a lot, they are basically acquiesced, and they must be able to get the quota of the Wa Palace.

Such a strong opponent. The first level is to eliminate and meet them. Shopping hard is bad luck.

Win or lose. This is not what the Treasure Pavilion wants to see, so some treasures that temporarily increase the fortune path are shipped out as expected.

Wearing the sachet on himself, Yang Qifeng didn't feel much, but his eyes were gloomy, glowing with golden light, and he began to check his luck.

Luck was hazy, a fog covered his luck, and he couldn't see it clearly,

If you discern carefully, you will find that this fog has come down from heaven, and it is easy to guess the root of it, which has come from thirty-three days away.

couldn't tell, at this moment, he knew that not only himself, but even the Dry Blue Demon God, would not work.

"When the elder brother arrives, the elder brother will send you here, and then the elder brother will go by himself," the fat man's words fell, and the light flashed, Yang Qifeng himself had been driven out of the carriage, standing on a plain, stepping on the lush weeds with both feet,

He looked around, but there was no sign of the carriage.

"Brother doesn't need to look for it, brother is still here, if brother is in trouble, you can come here to seek refuge," the fat man's voice came into Yang Qifeng's ears.

Yang Qifeng couldn't answer, because he couldn't find out where the fat man was, he used his divine sense to quickly communicate with the Qianlan Demon God, so that the Qianlan Demon God could tell where the fat man was hiding.

However, this qiē is all in vain, even the Qianlan Demon God can't find the trace of the fat man, so far, Yang Qifeng is no longer drilling the tip of the horns, he strides forward.

In his thoughts, he began to communicate quickly with the Dry Blue Demon God.

After a while, the dry blue demon god will definitely stop cooking,

For this, Yang Qifeng has long expected this.

If not, this trial, others can also learn the same, for a monster like the Great Sage of Pingtian, killing a Heavenly Immortal Monster, although it is laborious, it is not too difficult.

When the time comes, let him make an oath like Yang Qifeng, this is not for his son, he made an old grandfather.

Others have followed suit, and this trial can be said to have collapsed the system.

On the side of the Wa Palace, how can it be defenseless.

The wind howled, the sand and dust gusted, and the wind swept the sand and dust, whistling and blowing by.

Yellow demon clouds, brushed from afar, streaked across the sky.

Yang Qifeng added the corners of his mouth, and his eyes stared at a monster with a sharp and short nose in the dust and sand, his ear shell was not long, and his ears could not reach the eyes when they were folded forward. The maxillary incisors, when viewed from the side, have a distinct notch.

The body hair is dense and without strands, the back hair is grayish-brown and black-gray, and the belly hair is grayish-yellow or grayish-white.

His eyes were sharp, extremely energetic, and in the yellow sand, he felt something, his eyes were like electricity, and he looked at Yang Qifeng.

The beard on his mouth curled up and showed a sneer.

Without saying a word, it whizzed by, disappearing from his field of vision.

What a yellow-haired sable,

Yang Qifeng's palm stretched out, the booklet appeared, and the pages were turned page by page.

In the blink of an eye, it was stuck on one page.

Yang Qifeng looked at the above record,

The third prince of the Yellow Wind Demon Kingdom, a hundred years of cultivation, exercises, unknown, strength, nine thunder tribulations.

Not much information about him, very brief.

But there are a lot of leaks, this third prince is also one of the top 100 people in the booklet, and he is expected to get one of the places in the Wa Palace.

After a hundred years of cultivation, doesn't it mean that this one has an 80% chance that he was born a hundred years ago, that is, the year when the Wa Palace proclaimed the world.

All kinds of bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods have jumped out, the lord of the Yellow Wind Demon Country, Yang Qifeng is very familiar, the Yellow Wind Monster, famous.

The content of Journey to the West is enough to recite backwards, how can you not know it.

Jumping up, he turned into a ray of light and disappeared directly.

Destination, a pillar of green light, suddenly descended, reaching the heavens and the earth, and hung straight down.

"A hundred years have passed,"

"Wa Palace open!"

The voice of indifference spread throughout the Three Realms, whether it was the Heavenly Court Lingxiao Treasure Hall or the Nine Shadows and Eighteen Layers of Hell, the sound continued to reverberate. (To be continued......)