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The gray fog rolled and subsided in an instant.

In the distance, peeping at the tribal spies here, someone had already taken out a timer and started counting.

Tick~

Tick~

Su Hao could ignore the staring eyes, but at that time he thought it was too silly to stand like this.

He snapped his fingers and summoned the tool horse Erhalin. Facing his request, Erhalin tilted his head and pondered for a while.

"Xulu..."

The blue clouds piled up inch by inch, and in a blink of an eye, they built a small... small cloud house that was seven or eight meters high and eighty or ninety square meters in size.

Su Hao stretched out his hand and poked it. It was soft and his fingers sank directly into it.

What he wanted was a house, and the shape of the toy in front of him was indeed a house, but... its softness always made him feel like the belly of a giant beast.

"Xulu?"

Erhalin said it was very difficult. It was just a mount and not an architect.

It thought for a moment, opened its mouth, and exhaled a stream of cold air.

In an instant,

Essentially a cloud of water element particles, it instantly melted into ice, and the white ice layer spread rapidly, turning the cloud house in front of you into an igloo.

The igloo is beautiful, proving that Erhalin still has a little bit of carving art, but it is also very cold, with the cold air spreading and the water mist.

Su Hao waved his hand to express his resignation.

Erhalin said innocently and got in too.

…

The leaves of the sacred tree are somewhere.

As soon as the Great Witch of the Goulong Tribe received the news, he immediately called for the principals of the Black Crow and Ghost Tribes on Tianzhu Mountain.

The ghostly emperor's envoy.

The guardian spirit envoy of the three-eyed black flame raven.

Although the three major tribes have many differences in their interests, many of the early quotas in Tianzhu Mountain were occupied by the other two tribes because of their poor performance in the Heavenly King War.

They had disputes, each had many private feelings, and many conflicts broke out over the treasures.

But the strategy for the alliance is consistent.

especially,

The failure to compete for the Five Elements Lotus has greatly reduced the gap between the three major tribes.

"The alliance is getting stronger day by day, especially now that they have Five Elements Lotus. Maybe in a few decades, their number of titles will catch up with ours, and their combat power..."

"If our luck is even worse and any of the three ministers of the alliance breaks through and enters the legendary realm, then..."

"Haha, what do you think we should do? Directly start a war with the Alliance? Destroy them in one fell swoop?"

A hunchbacked old man, the Ghost King's envoy, said secretly.

"Starting a war? This is just a last consideration. After all, once a full-scale war breaks out, you and I may both fall."

The one who spoke was the Great Witch of the Black Crow Tribe and the Spirit Controller of the Three-Eyed Night Raven.

He held a fan woven with black feathers and wore a large crow-feather cloak. "Not only that, starting a war now may be benefited by those who are short-sighted. Therefore, we must speed up the integration of forces and eliminate those opposing voices."

The Black Crow Great Witch Festival is talking about the cowardly faction on their planet, that is, the Lord Harmony faction.

"This time, we are competing for the two mysterious crowns that appeared during the Five Elements Lotus. Although I don't think those cowards have the courage, but this is an excuse to attack them... Of course, we have to find out the mysterious crowns. The origin of.”

"However, according to my speculation, the force behind the mysterious crown will not be too strong. After all, they have even sent out "old" elves like the Super Rubik's Cube. It can be seen that they lack top-end combat power."

"Integrating power and investigating the mysterious crown, these two things take time, and now..."

The Great Black Crow Witch looked into the distance. His eyes seemed to penetrate many obstacles and saw the crown and the confusion.

"We lost the battle for the Five Elements Lotus, so we must win back in the Holy Land Assessment! I heard that the Thousand-legged Dragon Centipede has broken through the Monarch?"

The Great Witch of Goulong nodded slightly, "However, its performance in crossing the Rainbow Bridge in the sky is still a little bit behind. These days, Goulonghe is taking it to compete for various inheritances to improve some strength before crossing the Rainbow Bridge. At the latest The assessment will be completed in ten days."

During the Black Crow Great Witch Festival, the ghostly hunchbacked old man nodded.

This is the best news they have heard in this period of time. What is more pity is... why there is no young genius like Gou Longxiao in their tribe!

Goulong Great Witch Festival made a promise, "When Goulongjie completes the assessment and can obtain the secrets that the Three Holy Lands have been guarding, we will go with him."

"Then..." Black Crow Great Witch Festival said, "This time, no matter what, we cannot let the alliance succeed."

"The alliance's war king Jimeng, although he failed in his second attempt at spiritual space, just in case, as long as he leaves the Holy Land in the next period of time, we must stop him and find ways to cause trouble for him! If we can get him Better to be trapped.”

"As for Su Hao, the hope of the alliance, his Yama Ghost Lord failed to break through the obstacles of the championship. If it succeeds..."

Wearing a large crow-feathered cloak, the elegant Black Crow Grand Wizard had a fierce look in his eyes.

With a stroke of his crow feather fan, a whistling sound broke through the air, "Kill! At any cost, kill him before he completes the road to the title and is completely promoted to the title!"

It's difficult.

In particular, Alliance Su Hao was protected by the unbelievably tyrannical holy beast Water Kirin.

But it’s not like the tribe doesn’t have someone stronger and older than the hunchbacked old man.

There are also extremely precious secret treasures obtained over hundreds of years.

While the Ghost Lord Yama is on the road to the title and must go out, under the protection of the holy beast Water Kirin, he can be strangled... This can be done!

Just the price...

During the Great Witch Festival of Hook Dragon, the ghosts and the hunchbacked old man were silent.

But I know that this is the most correct thing and what has to be done.

before,

They missed the opportunity to nip Su Hao in the cradle when the alliance was weak.

Now, even if they know that his talent is terrible, the crowned beings are not willing to risk the fall of the crowned elf to trade with him for one, or even several.

At worst, there will be one more top title in the league in the future.

But during the Holy Land Assessment, if the secret that their tribe is about to hold is at risk of being taken away...

The reasons for death were piled up one after another, leaving them unable to find a reason not to take action.

This is also the reason why the crowned ones are silent.

They are unwilling to take risks.

"In the words of the Alliance Dragon Kingdom, any tree that is as beautiful as Lin Feng will be destroyed. You, I hope you don't force us to take action!"

The Great Witch of Goulong lowered his head, his face gradually becoming ferocious.

…

Outside the confusion of the crown position, pairs of eyes are watching closely, reporting to higher-ups every once in a while.

And at this time,

A full thirty minutes have passed since Yama, the ghost king, entered the crown-level confusion.

The gray fog rolled, and the movement gradually became louder. Even if people outside were allowed to use their methods, they could not see what was happening inside.

Su Hao couldn't sense it either.

The fog in the special trial place of Crown Obstacle is like a spatial barrier, blocking the inside and outside. Even if he is only a few hundred meters away from Ayan at this time, even if he calls with a contract, he can only barely sense it. To the existence of Ayan.

Specific status? There was no feedback on the contract.

This is why the Spirit Controllers who are undergoing the Crown Obstacle Trial are extremely nervous. They have no way of knowing the situation of the elves in the mist.

Is everything going well or struggling to hold on?

"However, most of them are definitely struggling to support themselves."

A tribal spy spoke up, "If you ask me, the shamans and generals are still making too much fuss. How can it be so easy to complete the Grand Obstacle Trial? If it were so easy, would there still be so few Grand Places?"

"Hey, please keep your voice down. If the generals listen, you will suffer a lot."

Another spy said, "But I also think it is impossible for this Yama Ghost King to pass. We have been watching here for so long, and only five...only five elves have passed the crown and confusion test."

"And among these five elves, only three have broken through to the crown... The road to the crown is not that easy even if one knows how to walk."

"So, I bet it will be kicked out of the fog within ten minutes."

"Heh, I'll bet for five minutes."

…

Within the mist.

It's like space is reversed here and time stands still.

Ayan seemed to have fallen into an endless time and space tunnel. On both sides of the tunnel, some fragments could be vaguely seen, but Ayan had no ability to stare at or capture these fragments.

Just to maintain itself and not be kicked out of this topsy-turvy, chaotic time and space is enough for it to exert all its strength.

At this time, Ayan's consciousness was still unclear.

Once it is kicked out, it cannot remember much of its situation in the fog. It is like having a dream. When you wake up from the dream, you wake up, and you cannot retain much.

In the confusion, the speed of the time tunnel is getting faster and faster, and the repulsive force and pressure on Ayan's body are getting bigger and bigger.

It gradually becomes unbearable.

Suddenly, the evidence of the law appeared in front of its forehead, the shadow of the domain expanded, and a lightning flashed across its mind.

Ayan remembered what he should do!

He released wisps of power from the shadow space, and the domain projection spread out.

Blue flowers and gray-yellow rivers twist in this strange space.

The laws of shadow are dispersed, and the charms of the laws of gold, wood, water, etc. are dispersed one after another.

Ayan found that the pressure around him had been reduced a lot.

Within the maze of crowns, elves can gradually find their own path.

And if you find your own path, the more consistent it is, the more you can offset the pressure in the confusion, and the longer you can stay.

Either a virtuous cycle.

Or nausea cycle.

Ayan had already regained his breath and focused his gaze on the fragments that flashed from time to time in the space-time tunnel.

Each of these fragments contains different information and has different pictures.

Just like the pieces of a puzzle.

Ayan glanced at each picture.

The picture was not clear and incomplete.

But Ayan could tell at a glance what these pictures represented, and they were very familiar to him.

Isn't it the crowning ceremony that it is undergoing these days?

that is……

A little worse.

The structure of the Gate of Hell, the appearance of the Wangchuan River, the number and color of the flowers on the other side...were more than a step behind!

Ayan felt that if he used the ideas provided by this crown position to break through, he could succeed, but the miniature underworld he constructed would definitely be much worse.

These differences may affect combat effectiveness, or even more.

It can't be said for sure now, but a premonition tells it that it must be perfect.

otherwise,

In the future, if one day, if we reach a certain state, today's regrets will be infinitely magnified, and we will regret them for the rest of our lives.

Ayan thinks.

It also wants to be perfect.

It believed that the path to the title that Su Hao told it was perfect. It didn't need a reason, it just believed it.

But the road is perfect, but it cannot be perfect.

The various laws that construct the underworld are not yet perfectly integrated.

Time travel.

Consciousness spreads infinitely.

Pieces of debris flew past both sides of the passage.

Ayan suddenly stretched out his hand.

The arms are not long, but they seem to span an infinite distance and accurately grasp a certain piece of debris that is about to flow away from the side of the channel.

It felt like nothingness, nothing more than a fragment of some revelation, yet it held it firmly in its grasp.

next moment,

The fragments shattered into tiny particles of light and merged into its body.

Ayan felt that some kind of change was taking place in his body. As soon as he thought about it, in the already very vast shadow space, the laws of various systems were intertwined, and lines of embodied laws emerged.

Ayan didn't have much exposure to other laws, let alone Die Xiaodie who was as knowledgeable as Die Xiaodie.

But in the shadow space, it is the absolute master. It can control the changes in every inch of the area and the dispersion of every law.

At this time, the rhythm of the law, which was originally just forcibly spliced ​​together and still had many traces of 'stitching', was perfectly integrated bit by bit.

This fusion lasted for more than ten seconds, then slowed down until it stopped.

A small piece of the law pattern in the space has been completely integrated, but it is not enough.

Ayan is enlightened.

Withstand the pressure around you and reach out again.

Wow——

It was like a seasoned fishing expert, standing on the surging stream, with the water overflowing its knees. Its sleeves were pulled up to its arms, its eyes became sharp, and suddenly the palms of its hands shot out like lightning.

Snapped--

The waves splashed, and it accurately caught the slippery fish.

Fragments in the space-time tunnel.

The fragments shattered, and little particles of light merged into themselves. The laws of the shadow space were constantly intertwined and merged, no longer distinguishable from each other. A change that Ayan at this time was far from understanding and difficult to detect was quietly taking place.

And the outside world,

"Sixty minutes, it's been sixty minutes. It must have passed the trial and got information about the path to the title. Quick, report this news to the generals of the Witch Festival!"

"Eighty minutes, it actually stayed in the crown puzzle for eighty minutes!"

"One hundred minutes! It even stayed longer than the established monarchs in the Holy Land. Is it still an elf?"

The faces of the tribe's witch priests and generals kept changing as they listened to the news that came every few minutes.

From surprise, to shock, to horror, to a stern expression without any change in expression.

The witch priests and generals even rushed to the crown barrier in person and stared at it without concealing it.

Then he looked at the igloo not far away, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

…

The leaves of the sacred tree, the stronghold of the tribe.

At this time, the number of crowns gathered here has risen from three to six.

Two from the Hook Tribe, two from the Black Crow Tribe, one from the Spectre Tribe, and one from the Gargoyle Tribe.

The great shaman of the Goulong Tribe glanced over and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, we have no way out now. We don't know whether the path to the title of Yama Ghost King will be difficult or easy. We can't gamble, let alone let such a threat go. Infinite growth.”

He paused and continued, "An ancestor of our Hook Dragon tribe is ready to take action and has prepared a secret treasure that can hide elves and a secret treasure that can seal off space."

"I can also persuade an ancestor of our Black Crow Tribe."

"I can use a secret treasure with great lethality to severely injure the holy beast Water Kirin."

"There is not enough power on Tianzhu Mountain. In addition to the ancestors and the secret treasures, we people also have to take action to ensure that nothing goes wrong. From now on, we must keep a close eye on him and Yama Ghost Lord, as soon as they leave the Holy Land to complete the crowning ceremony , is our opportunity.”

"More likely, this is the only chance..."

Before the great shaman had finished speaking, a general from the Goulong tribe hurriedly burst into the room with a bang, his expression a bit horrified and a bit panicked.

After opening his mouth and exhaling a few breaths, the general said hurriedly, "It, the Yama Ghost Lord of the Alliance..."

"What does it look like to be panicked! As a tribal general, you must act like a general!"

The great wizard said solemnly.

The general calmed down a lot after being given such a drink. He opened his mouth and said word by word: "As soon as the alliance's Yama Ghost Lord came out of the confusion of the title, he... began to transform into the title."

boom--

The Great Witch Festival crushed the wooden table to pieces in one fell swoop.