Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 722

However, everyone was always a competitor. Halfway through the banquet, some people left one after another. After another hour, only a few people were left. Han Yu also took the opportunity to withdraw.

When we were together, the topics we talked about were nothing more than cultivation, the elites of the younger generation of Wuzhou, recent major and minor events, and trial-related content.

Back in the room, Han Yu glanced at the little corner, the little guy was still asleep lazily.

"Who is this guy so tired after a fight?" Han Yu shook his head. If he hadn't checked the little guy's physical condition carefully, he would think he was sick.

Han Yu refined a great medicine, injected the essence into the small horns, then sat cross-legged and entered the state of cultivation.

In the middle of the night, a strange energy wave suddenly awakened Han Yu. Han Yu opened his eyes, his room was shining with a faint golden light, and Han Yu was overjoyed.

Han Yu cast his eyes to the little corner, and saw that the little guy's little jade corner was exuding a faint golden light, and a little gold the size of a needle appeared.

This is a symbol of the original rejuvenation of Xiaojiao's bloodline.

Han Yu hurriedly arranged a trapped formation, covering the small corner. Every time Xiaojiao resuscitated his blood, he would cause a lot of fluctuations, and he didn't want to be found out by others.

But Han Yu thinks too much. Xiao Jiao's blood resuscitation is very small this time. It didn't take long for the golden light to be restrained. Only the small point with the big needle tip turned golden. If Han Yu hadn't been clear about Xiao Jiao's situation, even if he saw it That little bit of gold, I don't think it is any change in the small corner.

"Wow..."

Xiaojiao stood up and got up, changed his previous collapsed state, pounced on Han Yu, and kept screaming.

The little guy was hungry, asked Han Yu what he wanted to eat, and asked Han Yu if he had grilled dragon meat, leaving Han Yu speechless, he must still be reminiscing about the feast in Yaohuangling.

"There is no roasted dragon meat, only medicinal materials, do you want?" Han Yu laughed.

Xiao Jiao nodded quickly, his head nodding like garlic.

For Xiaojiao, Han Yu would naturally not be stingy. He took out three plants of the fourth-class medicine and twelve plants of the third-class medicine. Xiaojiao jumped onto the bed holding the medicinal materials, sitting like a human, and began to sweep the medicinal materials.

Looking at Xiaojiao, Han Yu was lost in thought.

"Does it mean that the blood and flesh of the Flood Dragon at the level of the Tier 5 Demon General can help the little horn to restore the blood origin? Or is it that as long as it is the flesh and blood of a high-level monster beast, it has this effect?"

This discovery made Han Yu very happy. The problem of restoring the origin of Xiaojiao's blood has always been a pain in Han Yu's heart, and now he sees hope.

Han Yu slowly clenched his fists, he must double his cultivation, reach the martial arts level as soon as possible, and hunt high-level monsters to make a big meal for the little horns.

Han Yu took this as a task, sat cross-legged, and entered the cultivation state again.

It was the day of the trial in a blink of an eye. As soon as it was light in the morning, Han Yu came to the square with a small horn. By this time most of the people had already arrived.

"Han Shaoxia...Han Shaoxia...Han Shaoxia..."

When Han Yu came, everyone greeted him politely. Although everyone is now a competitor, for Han Yu, everyone came from admiration and awe. Although the trial hasn’t started yet, it’s in the hearts of many people. , Han Yu is already the first in this trial.

Han Yu nodded very friendly.

"Brother Han!" A surprised voice came, and An Yifei ran over from outside the square.

"Brother An!" Han Yu greeted with a smile.

An Yifei ran over, teased Xiaojiao twice, and then walked to the front of the crowd while chatting with Han Yu. Everyone is very acquainted, let's make a way.

As soon as Han Yu and An Yifei walked to the front and stood still, the crowd in the northwest corner suddenly burst into an uproar. Han Yu and An Yifei cast their eyes and saw a woman slowly falling from the sky towards the square.

This is a woman with almost unreal beauty, impeccable all over. The man was stunned, and the woman was ashamed of seeing it.

"Why is she here?"

Han Yu and An Yifei said almost in unison.

"Huh? You know her?" The two looked at each other and said in unison.

Han Yu gave a wry smile and said, "You speak first."

An Yifei smiled awkwardly: "Brother Han, do you know her?"

Han Yu said, "Have a fate, how about you?"

An Yi Fei said, "I also had a fate."

Han Yu took a deep look at An Yifei. Judging from his performance just now, I am afraid that he has more than one affinity with this woman. But Han Yu was not interested.

The woman also saw Han Yu and An Yifei in the crowd. She raised her brows, her eyes faintly flashed with anger, and she went directly to where they were.

The people around were suddenly excited, this woman was close, wouldn't she be able to see the fairy face up close?

This woman was the one who was inexplicably fighting Han Yu for three hundred rounds outside of Demon Emperor Ridge.

The woman unbiasedly fell towards the position between Han Yu and An Yifei, in that way she was about to step on the shoulders of Han Yu and An Yifei.

"If you think it will be the opponent of the two of us, you can try." Han Yu said coldly. He has no good feelings about women.

And this person is not something Han Yu can provoke, so Han Yu naturally doesn't want to do anything with her.

The woman paused, and fell to the side without a trace, not knowing that she thought she was going to fall to that position, but Han Yu had misunderstood.

After the woman fell, she didn't even look at Han Yu. Her chin was slightly raised, her face was cold, and she felt like she was a thousand miles away. So that although her beauty is imaginative, no one dares to approach her.

Because the powerful aura of the woman Wu Zun Yizhong has been fully revealed.

"You have hatred with her?" An Yifei asked curiously.

"Aren't you?" Han Yu asked rhetorically.

The woman fell into the middle of the two, obviously wanting to show them a little bit of color at the same time, and obviously had a lot of grudges with An Yifei.

An Yifei gave a wry smile and didn't say much.

Soon, the sun showed half of his face, and the master of Qi Yaomen descended from the sky. A total of three people came here, a middle-aged man in his early forties and two young people in their twenty-sevenths.

The three of them have no reservations about their own cultivation bases. The middle-aged man is a master of Wu Zun Seventh Layer, and the two young men are Wu Zun No. 1 and Wu Zun Duo.

The middle-aged man made some polite remarks, and then introduced the content of the trial. After speaking, he took everyone to the sky and headed northwest of Qiyao Gate.

Soon after climbing over six thousand-foot-high mountains, a misty mountain forest appeared in the sight of everyone. From a distance, the fog-shrouded place is boundless and full of mystery. This is the location of this trial, Qiyishan.