Chapter 76： I wait for you

Chen Haoyang smiled and said: "I won't say more nonsense. Now I have invited Elder Leng from the Seven Xuanwu Palace to open the teleportation array of the magic fog forest for our hunting game."

Elder Leng?

Hearing this, Yang Zilei's eyes narrowed slightly, could it be that Leng Yuyan?

Whoosh——!

In doubt, a blue light suddenly flew from the sky far away.

Finally, in everyone's surprised eyes, the blue light turned into a crystal clear ice lotus, suspended above the square.

And above the ice lotus, stood a beautiful figure with a graceful figure, clear and bright eyes, as if making this world dim.

This woman with bare feet, stepping on the ice crystal snow lotus, is like a fairy descending to the earth, so beautiful!

A large gaze suddenly became hot.

"It really is her."

Yang Zilei's gaze was faintly moved by the sudden appearance of Leng Yuyan.

He has seen many women in his past and present lives, and Tang Xinyue can be regarded as the most charming beauty.

But in front of Leng Yuyan, it was still slightly inferior.

And in this case, it is still on the premise that the veil is not taken off.

As he stared, Yang Zilei suddenly had an inexplicable urge to tear the tulle apart and saw that beautiful face.

Leng Yuyan, who arrived here, also discovered the existence of Yang Chenchen and Yang Zilei, their father and daughter, among the many people.

However, as he cleared his eyes, he only took a look, then withdrew his gaze.

"Presumably most of you here know Elder Leng of Seven Xuanwu Palace, so I don't need to introduce too much."

Chen Haoyang raised his eyes, looking at Leng Yuyan with the same scorching eyes, his attitude was obviously relaxed a lot, and he said with a smile:

"Thank you Elder Leng, open the portal of the phantom fog forest."

In mid-air, Leng Yuyan nodded slightly, and as the jade hand waved, the light flickered, and a small glass tower suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Everyone was startled and stared at the small tower above, but saw that the tower had seven floors, surrounded by a string of mysterious runes.

"Can this small tower be used for space transmission?"

Upon seeing this, Yang Zilei was quite surprised.

However, at this moment, Leng Yuyan's slender fingers flicked, and the small colored glass tower suddenly fell to the ground of the square and expanded rapidly, forcing the surrounding crowd to retreat hastily.

Finally, when the width of the tower rose to more than ten meters, the expansion stopped.

The arched gate, with light flowing inside, faintly, exuding an obscure spatial energy fluctuation.

This tower gate is undoubtedly the portal to the magic fog forest.

"The Netherweave Seal will automatically be imprinted on your palms when you enter the portal,"

Leng Yuyan's light voice sounded in the square, "The phantom fog forest covers the formation, and the range will be reduced every five minutes. The time limit is three hours."

"Those who are outside the range of the formation light curtain or who have been seized of the spirit seal will be regarded as a failure and will be automatically sent back to the square, including the corpse."

After hearing that, many young talents preparing to participate in the competition were all startled.

Because, ten spiritual marks, it means that only one-tenth of the people present can reach the final ranking platform.

This will be a cruel competition!

"Go, I'm here, waiting for your triumphant return!"

Yang Langtian's eyes were bright, staring at Yang Zilei, Yang Mo and Yang Tafeng, and said solemnly.

Yang Zilei and the three of them nodded silently.

Immediately, they almost unanimously turned around, walked to the edge of the high platform, and jumped straight down.

At a height of more than ten meters, there is no pressure on their current strength.

After landing lightly, Yang Zilei and others flocked to the space portal together with the many young figures in all directions in the square.

"Boy, don't die too soon, I'll go find you."

When Yang Zilei was about to enter the portal, a cold laugh suddenly sounded beside him.

The speaker was the lunatic of the Luo family, Luo Teng.

Yang Zilei's eyes were also cold, and he said coldly: "I'm waiting for you."

When the sound fell, Yang Zilei's body had already stepped into the portal.

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