Chapter 2 The right time!

"Master, what's going on with Xiaoyu? The time to grab the pearls has begun. Why hasn't he come yet?" The person asking this question is Long Yan, the eldest disciple of Tian Yunfeng.

The faces of the four disciples of Tianyunfeng squeezed into the crowd were full of anxiety, and the excitement and expectation shown by the other two disciples seemed to be incompatible.

As soon as Long Yan's words came out, the other three disciples also looked pitifully at their master.

Looking at the four disciples in front of him, Tianyunfeng's big fat man was like a sea, patted the raised belly, and comforted the disciples, "Don't worry, Xiaoyu will definitely come!"

This is like the usual way of doing things, just like his name. His belly is as big as the sea. He doesn't care too much about anything, and he also loves his five disciples very much. However, although he also knows that there is little hope for the capture of Dragon Ball once in a thousand years, it is also a matter that he attaches great importance to it. Now that the time to seize it has come, Hong Yu has not yet appeared. He comforted him, and his forehead is also has a thin layer of sweat.

"Brother, what's wrong with your disciple Tianyunfeng participating in the pearl? It hasn't appeared yet. If it doesn't appear again, we have to abstain as Tianyunfeng!" Shu Xuandao, the head of the main peak, came forward, followed by the ruthlessness of the head of the desperate peak. In the eyes of both of them, they both blame Hai for condoning their disciples.

Ruhai opened his mouth and smiled apologetically and said, "Brother and sister, please wait a moment. My disciple was originally intelligent and extremely clever. He usually abides by the rules. He will be late today, but I'm afraid something will happen."

He said so, obviously suspected of protecting his shortcomings, and Shu Xuandao and ruthlessly snorted with some disdain.

Despicable turned his head and looked at his disciple standing outside the six-pointed array in the distance and said lightly, "Brother, brother, I don't think I need to wait any longer. Let's send them in now."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished her words, she suddenly saw a teenager with a grass circle on his head and a basket on his shoulder back, and suddenly rushed up!

As soon as he rushed to the square, Hong Yu immediately turned his eyes to the six-pointed array in the distance. I saw that the six-pointed magic array was still there. Next to it, a man, a woman and two disciples were still standing there.

"I'm finally here!" Hong Yu secretly breathed a long breath and was completely relieved. Looking at a man, a woman and two disciples on the edge of the six-pointed magic circle, he understood that these two disciples were going to take the Dragon Ball with him.

In the huge square, there was a brief silence due to the arrival of Hong Yu, and then suddenly made a noise. There were endless surprises like "huh..." "tut". Many disciples were sighing that the disciples sent by Tianyunfeng this time were just a thirteen- or four-year-old teenager!

Tianyunfeng was already extremely sluggish, but this time he came to win the Dragon Ball, but he was still such a weak teenager. It seems that Tianyunfeng this time may only be a companion!

Looking at the unique eyes cast on him in the square, Hong Yu frowned slightly, but he didn't pay attention to it. He came to the master and apprentice of Tianyunfeng and said slightly apologetically, "Master, brothers, I'm really sorry. When I came out to collect medicine today, I accidentally fell asleep on a stone slab. That's why... Er, the head of the family is good! The ruthlessness is too good!"

Looking at the teenager with a layer of fine sweat on his forehead in front of him, Shu Xuandao and Jueqing frowned. Immediately, the two saw the basket on the teenager's back, which was actually empty. They shook their heads and stared fiercely. Obviously, it was Blaming him for conniving his disciples at ordinary times. No wonder the Tianyun Summit is so sluggish!

"Xiaoyu, you have been sleeping when you really came out to collect medicine today, and you haven't taken any herbs?" Long Yan, the eldest disciple, came forward with an unbelievable look on his face. The other three disciples also looked at Hong Yu in surprise.

Hong Yu smiled bitterly at the people and didn't want to say that the herbs were scattered on the way here. He just scratched his head and said, "This... is really like this."

"Xiaoyu, you are really, tut..." Tianyunfeng's disciples opened their mouths and looked at each other for a moment, but there was no sense of blame on their faces. Obviously, the five disciples of Tianyunfeng usually have very good feelings.

"Well, the time to win the pearls has already arrived. Don't just linger here!" Shu Xuandao waved his hand impatiently and asked Hong Yu to go to the six-pointed array and prepare to enter at any time.

After the three disciples who compete for the Dragon Ball reach the bottom, they can take any means to compete, but they can't hurt people. Otherwise, they will be severely punished by the door rules.

Standing in front of the ancient magic array, Hong Yu looked at his two opponents separately and couldn't help jumping lightly. There are many disciples in Juetianmen. Hong Yu is unfamiliar with the faces of these two disciples, but he can feel that their cultivation seems to be not weak and should not be under him.

Cultivation is a long and difficult road, and it is basically full of blood, full of danger, and even full of strangeness. As long as you step on it, your fate will no longer be in your own hands, and your life will become unpredictable and very exciting.

The advanced level of cultivation strength can be divided into twelve levels: plastic yuan, god refining, Dajue, void, half-jue, disaster, perfection, Mahayana, demigod, god king, heavenly level, and against the sky. And each level is divided into three small realms: the initial realm, the middle realm and the large realm.

"Hello, little brother of Tianyunfeng, I'm Lu Feng, a disciple of this Piaomiao Zhufeng." The male disciple turned around and smiled kindly at Hong Yu.

With a gentle nod, Hong Yu smiled back: "Hong Yu, the last disciple of Tianyunfeng, has met Brother Lu, and... this senior sister!"

The female disciple of Juefeng's reaction was very cold when she heard the words. She slowly turned her beautiful little face, and there was no expression on her little face. Her eyes were like electricity, and she looked at Hong Yu coldly. Her eyes were even faintly contemptful and said softly, "Disciple of Jue Feng, Duan Mujing."

His heart was slightly shocked. Hong Yu was shocked by electricity, and his eyes seemed to be painful when he was seen by the other party. However, Hong Yu didn't care. The desperate peak had to be desperate first. It was normal for this senior sister to have such a reaction.

Suddenly, there was a burst of ** in the huge square behind him, and Shu Xuandao, ruthless and like the sea came in the air. Without delay, Shu Xuandao immediately shouted, "Start to grab the pearl, start the battle!"

As soon as the words fell, the three immediately sacrificed a short sword. Three short swords suddenly closed in the air and became one, and then quickly became bigger. In a blink of an eye, they became a terrible sword more than two feet long.

"Boom!"

With an earth-shaking loud noise, the shocking sword split down from the air and split the ancient six-pointed magic array in half on the spot.

A dazzling light leaked out from the two halves of the magic array, directly wrapping Hong Yu and the other two disciples, and then disappeared in place. They have been sent to the bottom of the ethereal main peak to compete for the Dragon Ball.

Seeing the three disciples being sent to the bottom of the ethereal main peak and a brief silence appeared in the square, the disciples made a noise again and whispered one by one, speculating about the result of the pearl.

"We have won the pearl this time. You know, Brother Lu Feng's cultivation has reached the peak of Dajue!"

"It's hard to say. Don't forget that although Sister Mu is younger than Brother Lu Feng, she is a cultivation wizard, and her cultivation is not under Brother Lu Feng..."

"Go, you are destroying your ambition and growing the prestige of others!"

"Dear brothers and sisters, please wait and see. This time we won the Dragon Ball, our desperate peak is guaranteed to be successful, and Sister Duanmu will never let us down!"

“......”

A group of disciples talked about it, but no one mentioned Hong Yu. It seemed that this competition for Dragon Ball was completely between Lu Feng and Duan Mujing. The teenager who was only 13 or four years old from Tianyunfeng had been directly ignored by the disciples.

Under the ethereal peak, at this time, Hong Yu, Duan Mujing and Lu Feng, three pearl-grabbing disciples, were stunned, because they found that they were standing in front of an extremely ancient white castle.

The ancient castle is extremely huge and seems to be far beyond the scope of the Juetian Gate. The whole castle is shrouded in a faint layer of light. It is obviously some kind of magic power, which makes its endless years pass, but it has never been corrupted.

In the castle, everything you see is white, or the extreme white, which is easy to give people a sense of confusion.

"Below the Juetian Gate is actually an ancient castle...!"

If you don't come in in person, no one can imagine that under the ethereal peak of the three peaks, you will be lost in a castle in the distant past. Moreover, until now, the castle is still as perfect as before.

"Sister Duanmu and Xiaoyu, we have no way to know whether it is good or bad in this ancient city." Looking at the ancient white castle in front of him, Lu Feng finally came to his senses and turned to Hong Yu and Duan Mujing and said, "And the hell magic dragon is undoubtedly sealed in this city. Now, everything has to rely on ourselves. We must be careful."

After saying that, Lu Feng first sacrificed his weapon. It was a big knife. The knife body was long and big, which was very terrifying. With Lu Feng's tall figure, his whole body suddenly had a bit of plagiarism.

With a soft sound, Duanmujing also sacrificed her own weapon. Her weapon was a long sword. The whole body of the sword was pale red, with a faint wave of light flowing, and an invisible murderous atmosphere burst out. At a glance, she knew that it was a rare top-grade fairy weapon.

"I have heard that the ruthless peak is too fond of some wizard disciples. It seems that this sister Duanmu is one of the wizards." Looking at the heavenly sword in Duanmujing's hand, Hong Yu sighed in his heart and had to admit that he was too generous.

"Brother Xiaoyu, where is your weapon?" Lu Feng came back from Duanmujing's heavenly sword and asked Hong Yu.

He raised his eyebrows gently, and an indifferent smile appeared on Junxiu's face. Hong Yu shrugged his shoulders and said, "Am I? I don't have any weapons."