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Chapter 290 The Strange Wild Grassland

The qualifications for the Corpse Dao Conference must be five-star priests, which is a rule formulated by the Corpse Refining Guild after careful consideration.

First of all, in the Zombie Ancestor Mountain Range, only dead creatures whose combat strength has reached the Golden Core level can condense soul values ​​in their bodies.

The green zombies tested by the five-star priests are also at the same level as Jindan, so they are evenly matched at the lower limit of the competition.

Another point, whether it is formulating assessments or holding conferences, they are all screening methods for the Corpse Refining Guild to discover talents and strengthen the corpse industry.

The five-star assessment is considered the most basic audition. As the conference progresses, information about who is fishing in troubled waters and who is the dark horse that makes people shine will gradually be revealed to everyone.

The Shizu Mountain Range is full of poisonous miasma, and it is difficult for living creatures to survive, but it is a paradise for dead things.

The large boats of the Corpse Refining Guild have special wave protection, so they can freely shuttle around the mountains.

The connection between the periphery and the arena belongs to the safe zone.

Those monks who are not qualified to enter the competition area but come here for various reasons can only watch some public areas in the field through the light curtain in the safe area.

The venue of the conference is located in the middle of the mountains, and there are three fixed supply points in the area.

In the supply point, monks can get the protection of the guild elders, buy and sell items freely, and use the teleportation array here to move themselves to the outer safe zone.

The duration of the competition is one month.

Because the number of teams varies greatly from team to team, teams of different sizes will enter the arena from different entrances.

When the bell of the competition rang, Mu Feng bid farewell to Zhao Ren and other elders.

Zhao Ren and his party smiled and cheered for him.

"During this period of time, I will stay at the supply point, hoping to hear the good news that Pavilion Master Mu is flying to the sky as soon as possible!"

Mu Feng didn't want to be high-profile, so after nodding his head, he led everyone from the Jiuzhong Pavilion into a teleportation formation specially set up for a team of thousands of people.

When everyone in the Jiuzhong Pavilion disappeared into the halo and ripples, several teams that hadn't entered the venue then turned their attention back openly and secretly.

Kunling Xu Jin hid the murderous intent in his eyes, and was full of anticipation for the trip to the arena.

A young monk in a brocade robe waved his arm to let his team follow, followed closely behind Mu Feng and the others, and stepped into the same teleportation area.

This person's surname is Yan, he is a six-star priest, and he is also the one who unilaterally regards Mu Feng as a rival in love.

He heard that Xing Fei went to find fault and was killed by his opponent, but he didn't have much fear in his heart.

In the Shizu Mountain Range, there are many places where spiritual power cannot be used, and even the powerhouses of the Supreme Realm have to be caught blind.

"Just wait and see, I can't do anything to you in the outside world, but in the arena, I will let you know who is the real master!"

Although Zhou Ruofei also passed the five-star priest exam, she did not participate this time.

She will go to one of the supply points in the arena with her father, which can be regarded as a very safe experience.

When she stepped into the exclusive teleportation formation of the guild elders team, a flash of light flashed in her mind.

All of a sudden, she felt that the Pavilion Master Mu was somewhat similar to the mysterious strong man who had met once in the ancient tomb.

It's not a similarity in appearance or breath, but a feeling of indistinctness.

Those two people had hugged and smiled at her before, and the arc and way of the corners of their lips were exactly the same!

"If that Pavilion Master Mu is really a powerful person in the Supreme Realm, then it makes sense that Xing Fei would die in front of him in such a strange way."

"However, getting along with him doesn't feel like an old man. What is his actual age? The Supreme Realm powerhouse shouldn't be very young, right?"

"Could it be that he is the arrogance of a great family from the upper realm who came out to experience it? It can't be justified."

With speculation about Mu Feng's true identity, Zhou Ruofei also disappeared in the same place.

Shizu Mountain Range, the arena area.

Together with the Mufeng team, there were seven teams that were teleported to the same landing area.

Where everyone landed was a flat barren grassland.

The dry grass stems and grass blades lay low and disorderly, bringing out an inexplicable sense of decadence.

Hanging in mid-air and looking down, you can also see a shallow water beach similar to a swamp among the wild grass.

After seeing this scene, the tense heartstrings of most monks immediately relaxed a little.

Under normal circumstances, normal vegetation and water will not appear in places with too much yin.

The field of vision here is wide and the environment is not bad. It can be said that it provides a good buffer and adaptation conditions for many newcomers.

Several teams didn't intend to fight as soon as they entered the arena, and each of them stayed away from other teams in a tacit understanding, and then began to use this place as a starting point to advance the investigation.

There were even two teams that swooped down from mid-air, took out the animal skin map and compared them carefully, apparently trying to find out where they were now.

This is not the first time that the Corpse Road Conference has been held, and it is normal for the monks to get the maps here.

Since there are many areas in the mountains that even the elders of the Corpse Refining Guild cannot set foot on, most of the maps that are available on the market are very rough.

Really useful and effective maps are held by major forces, and they will not be easily bought by others.

At present, many monks took out the map to check, but nothing is better than nothing.

Mu Feng also had a map presented by Zhao Ren, and he had memorized it in his mind long before entering the arena.

However, on the simple map, there is no introduction of him in this area.

He stood up in the air, lowered his eyes to feel a little, and immediately noticed the unusualness of this place.

"There's something wrong with those grass stems!"

"Under the water, there are also hidden things."

Thinking of this, Mu Feng no longer intends to stay here any longer.

As soon as his mind moved, a familiar voice immediately echoed in the minds of all Jiuzhongge disciples.

"Everyone, form a tactical formation, defend and guard, and follow me to plunder towards the northwest region!"

After receiving the voice transmission from their pavilion master, more than a thousand disciples all took action without any hesitation.

The weak monks whose strength was at Jindan and below quickly gathered in the center, and the Nascent Soul Realm disciples formed a circle around them.

The four Dharma Aspect Realm elders guarded the outermost corners of the team, east, west, north, south, respectively.

Although such a defensive formation is far less aggressive than the arrow formation, the victory lies in the balance of offense and defense.

No matter which direction encountered an enemy attack, other strong men not far away could rush to the rescue as soon as possible.

Mu Feng did not intend to protect everyone by himself from the beginning to the end, because that would lose the effect of this experience.

Without experiencing the life-and-death struggle on the battlefield, without the insight and breakthrough when life is on the line, monks will not clearly know where their upper limit is and where their potential is.

Of course, Mu Feng's considerations and plans are only known to those inside the Jiuzhong Pavilion or those who know his character.

As for the rest of the outsiders who only know how to look at the appearance, they like to confidently deduce the situation according to their own vision.

At this moment, seeing the state of the Jiuzhongge team as if they were facing a formidable enemy, many monks couldn't help whispering to their acquaintances.

"That's the team from Jiuzhongge, right? I recognize their robes. A few days ago, when they gathered in the square in the guild, many people were talking about them!"

"I was quite surprised. I was so tense when I first came in. Don't even think about killing things to collect soul points. Isn't it safer to go directly to the supply point?"

"No wonder people always say that hearing is believing, and seeing is believing. I heard many elders brag about the young pavilion master of the Jiuzhong Pavilion. I thought how powerful he is. That's it?"

"..."

Just when all the monks said something and I complained about Jiuzhong Pavilion's excessive caution.

The barren grassland that was originally as quiet as a lake suddenly had the sound of 'dongdong' vibrating from the ground, like a human heart beating violently.

The sound of heartbeats spread in this vast and boundless area, which seemed particularly strange.

Immediately, all the monks present sensed: This piece of barren grass has come alive!