Thundercloud Valley, the entrance to the Dragon War Secret Realm, is shrouded in a thick layer of thunderclouds all year round. From the outside, it was dark, and only the continuous thunder and lightning could be heard in the valley. It is said that no ordinary people come out alive. Because of this, this place has become a death place that people in Huminte talk about with disgrace, and the area with a radius of hundreds of miles has also become a desolate and barren land. Standing outside the valley, Linghu Jue patted the horse's butt. After the horse trotted away leisurely on tiptoe, Linghu Jue walked into Thunder Cloud Valley. As soon as he entered the Thunder Cloud Valley, Linghu Jue felt that he saw darkness. Thick thunderclouds blocked all light, and lightning struck down with rumbling thunder, spreading a heavy aura that destroyed the world. He couldn't help but stop and Linghu Jue adjusted the fighting energy in his body. He felt that from the moment he entered the valley, gravity seemed to have become stronger, filling all the functions of his body with an indescribable sense of astringency. Of course, he quickly adapted to this discomfort. Walk forward along the stone path made of piles of rocks. A bolt of lightning struck down and landed on his Dou Qi shield, causing thousands of golden snakes to dance. The fighting spirit in his body stagnated, and he continued to move forward. Lightning struck down one after another, causing the fighting spirit shield to wrap around thousands of golden snakes and lightning, which was very dazzling. Linghu Jue was secretly frightened. He judged that the power of this lightning was enough to kill people below the rank of nobility. Is it any wonder no one comes in? He paid secretly and moved on! This thundercloud covered a wide area, but the area where lightning actually occurred was not very long. Linghu Jue quickly walked out of this thunder and lightning path. As lightning intertwined behind him, his eyes suddenly opened up. It was a vast sand dune, in the center of the dune. There are countless towering boulders. On every boulder. There were people standing among the cracks in the rocks. Judging from their backs, they were basically alien races that Linghu had never seen before. There were bird-men with wings on their backs, orcs with hair all over their bodies, and even a man who was over six months tall. rice, with muscles all over his body like a giant rock. It stood on a boulder with its back hunched over, and its muscular thighs were taller than Linghu Jue's entire body. Linghu¡¯s eyes were opened, but those people turned their backs to him, as if they were concentrating on watching something, and no one paid attention to him at all. No, someone noticed. It was a young man with fine features. He just got off a boulder and saw Linghu Jue walking slowly towards him at a glance. His eyes lit up and he rushed forward very quickly. He greeted warmly: "Haha, friend. You're quite late." Linghu Jue didn't have a good impression of this kind of familiar person. He just snorted slightly and passed by without batting an eyelid. The man was stunned for a moment, but he seemed to have long been accustomed to other people's reactions to him, and was not annoyed. He turned around and came closer with a smile: "Friend, are you here to fight on the dragon platform? Let me introduce myself first. My name is Ma Ku. If you need anything, just tell me. I have all the elixirs and magic weapons." "Uh," Linghu Jue stopped after hearing the last sentence, turned around, and looked carefully. After sizing up the young man, he said in a deep voice: "Are you from the human race?" Ma Ku was stunned again, but then he said with a smile: "It doesn't matter what race I am from. I have what you need in my hand. That's the main thing, right? " "You know what I need?" Linghu Jue said indifferently. At this time, Ma Ku had completely seen Linghu Jue's appearance. His brows were slightly furrowed. After a moment of thoughtfulness, he smiled and said, "Looking at you, it should be your first time coming to Zhanlongtai. Let's go first." Go up, wait a minute and I'll tell you the rules of the Battle of the Dragon Platform." After saying that, he stretched out his hand and bowed to greet you. Linghu Jue was not timid and walked away with his head held high. Ma Ku followed closely and led Linghu Jue to jump towards a boulder. The boulder is so tall that you can't even see the top when you stand underneath it and raise your neck. Ma Ku didn't go directly to the top of the stone. After jumping more than ten feet, he moved left and right and slipped into a crevice in the stone. It is said to be a stone crevice, but it is actually very spacious. Linghu Jue followed closely without feeling stagnant. As soon as he came out of the crack in the stone and stood facing the wind, Linghu couldn't help but be surprised by the sight that caught his pupils. Countless boulders rise up in concentric circles, surrounding a tall stone platform. It is said to be a stone platform, but it is actually made of jagged bone fossils. The bottom is like four dragon tails entwined, and the roots, stones, thorns and canines are intertwined. , like keels, intertwined with each other, rising tens of feet, and forming a huge platform. On the platform, two figures were leaping and dancing, their shadows were flashing, and thousands of pairs of eyes on the surrounding boulders were focused on them. And he was just one of all living beings. The heavy feeling of being a drop in the ocean made his chest seem to be holding a breath, and he couldn't let it out. Taking a slow breath, Linghu Jue slowly calmed down his emotions. And Ma Ku, who was beside him, seemed to be familiar with it and said at this time: "How is it? Do you have an urge to go up immediately?" There is an impulse. ??With Linghu Jue's palace, how could he show it? He slightly lowered his eyes and said, "Let's talk about the rules first." Before coming, Mr. Luo only told him the location of Zhanlong Terrace, but what exactly should he do? Mr. Luo didn't know it himself, so of course he couldn't give him any advice. Ma Ku gave Linghu Jue a meaningful look. This look gave Linghu Jue a faint warning sign in his heart. But after this glance, Ma Ku smiled again, stretched out his hand and pointed down: "There is a realm test monument below. As long as you are no more than thirty years old and your realm is above the high-level knight level, you can register and go to the dragon platform. "Looking in the direction of Ma Ku's finger, Linghu Jue saw several people standing under the Zhanlong Platform. He had not noticed it before because the Zhanlong Platform shocked him so much. Just as he was about to raise his head to speak, there was a muffled sound and he looked around, only to see a figure being thrown high and off the Dragon Platform. The victor was a stout orc with layers of fleshy bumps on his head. The thick and long hair on his face made it difficult to see his facial features clearly. All he could see was a bloody mouth half-opened, revealing a gloomy figure. fangs, looking up to the sky, slapping his chest and hissing. Seeing that Linghu Jue's attention was focused on the half-orc, Ma Ku explained in a low voice: "His name is Spard, he is from the Glass Lion Tribe, the Half-Step War King, and he has won three games in a row now." Without moving, Linghu Jue secretly wondered: This Spader is so provocative. Why didn't any of the nearly a thousand powerful people watching come on stage? It was as if she knew what he was thinking. Ma Ku explained his doubts: "This battle for quotas is coming to an end. Those who did not play basically hold on to the idea of ??persevering to the end and becoming famous in one battle." At this point, Linghu Jue has already made it clear, whether it is Zhanlongtai, It is still a competition for elite disciples of hundreds of tribes, and the pursuit is nothing more than four words: to become famous. Only by becoming famous can one gain the attention of the clan and obtain more cultivation resources. At this time. A figure flew up from the top of the boulder opposite, causing a burst of cheers. It was a young man with two wings on his back. He made a skillful roll between the spread of his wings, and landed on the dragon platform at a speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye. The Lion Clan member named Spard also stopped roaring. He seemed to know the opponent who had just come to power. There was a bit of solemnity in his animalistic eyes. Because the young man had his back to Linghu Jue, Linghu Jue couldn't see his expression clearly. He only saw him throwing an iron plate into a cave like a stone cauldron on his left hand side, and followed the iron plate. A faint and heavy aura emanated from the Dragon Fighting Platform. Before he could look back, the young man who had just come to power had already taken the initiative. The wings trembled, and they soared into the sky like an eagle. Where the cold light shivered, the tip of the sword trembled into thousands of cold stars, piercing towards Spard. Spard roared wildly, without dodge, his left arm slightly stretched and contracted, making four clanging sounds, but he was able to block it with his wrist guard with incredible accuracy. The young man snorted coldly, and wrapped in his wings, he spun three times in the air like a windmill. The long sword in his right hand made a roaring sound, and he executed seven consecutive sword strikes as fast as lightning, all in one breath. "Roar." Spud's fists drew a wonderful arc from the outside in, and then pushed out suddenly. A powerful force surged and swirled like a wave, filling the standing dragon platform. Concentrating on the two sides fighting on the stage, Linghu Jue frowned slightly. The moves between the two men seemed simple and clear, but in fact they were extremely ruthless. It didn't look like a fight, but more like a fight for their lives. Sure enough, within a few moves, the young man's wings were stuck in the air, and he screamed: "Heaven's Way, Sword Wings." With a long roar like a dragon's roar, a silver belt like a bolt emerged from the wings behind his back, splitting into countless swords. The lightsaber was dazzled by a cold light, and the force of the sword was like the Yellow River bursting its banks, rushing towards Spud. Spud was well prepared, and his strong body swelled up with a roar as thick as a cow's roar. His whole body seemed to be suddenly bounced up by a powerful mechanical spring, and he suddenly flew up to a height of six feet. He held his head and bent his knees. A huge human-shaped meat ball, carrying the Gang Qi all over its body, hit the following lightsaber group like a huge stone. A loud roar suddenly exploded, and the young man's figure flew away like exploding gravel. After being thrown out of the battle dragon platform, he rolled his wings and shot towards the original position. He lost, in a way that Linghu Jue couldn't understand. Logically speaking, the young man had the advantage of speed, so there was no need to rush to fight hard, but why did he? Just when he was puzzled, Spader let out another sharp roar like a wolf, raised his hands, walked on the stage, and provoked all around. His face didn't look good either, but his fighting spirit was more intense and domineering than before. After walking around for a week, he put down his hand, took out a bottle of elixir from his arms, and drank it. The moment he threw away the porcelain bottle, he raised his hands again, raised his arms and roared! Ma Ku¡¯s expression was a bit shocked, and he murmured: ¡°It¡¯s too fierce.¡± After saying that, he seemed to be afraid that Linghu would be killed.As if understanding, he explained: "Standing on the dragon platform is blessed by gravity. It is not easy to perform the moves that you usually pick up on it. Don't think that the Harrier tribe is stupid. If he wants to keep flying, I'm afraid he doesn't need to fight. I¡¯m going to get tired and lie down.¡± So that¡¯s it. Linghu Jue understood, and while he was pondering, he said, "Thank you." After saying that, he tapped his toes, his whole body bounced up with his back arched, and he fell toward the bottom against the surface of the boulder. Ma Ku seemed to have something to say, but it was too late. He could only watch Linghu Jue's figure walk towards the realm test monument after landing. The so-called realm test stele is a black jade stele no more than two feet high. It is similar to the one Linghu Jue saw in the Luo family's secret room, but the color is different. The stele stood in front of a huge boulder, and the bottom of the boulder was hollowed out to form a passage. Linghu Jue noticed that above the hollowed-out passage, there were several ventilation holes on the surface of the boulder. There are several tables placed on the right side of the stone monument. Several aliens are sitting behind the tables and staring at themselves with inquiring eyes. The appearance and height of these aliens are similar to those of humans, but their exposed skin is green. Only those eyes were red and looked very strange. "This is the Green Tribe." Sisi inside her body sent a message. She didn't know much about the Green Tribe. She only knew about the existence of such a race through classics. Of course, the descriptions of the Green Tribe in the classics were extremely detailed, but Sisi was only focused on playing at that time, so she would remember these things. "Name, race, age." A green tribesman saw Linghu Jue walking to his desk and asked in a somewhat impatient tone as usual. Linghu Jue said calmly: "Linghu Jue, 20 years old, human race." After hearing the word "human race", the green tribesmen who were recording, including the tribesmen around him, all focused their confused eyes on Linghu Jue. Hu Jue's face. The green tribesman who made the record rubbed his eyes and whispered, "Are you from the human tribe?" "What? The human tribe can't go to the Dragon Fighting Platform?" Linghu Jue said coldly. These green tribesmen were only in the waiting-level realm, so there was no need for him to be polite. After the green tribesman muttered a few words that Linghu Jue couldn't understand, he pointed at the realm testing monument and motioned for Linghu Jue to come over. Linghu Jue walked up slowly, raised his hand and pressed it against the jade tablet, letting the magic power penetrate into it. Suddenly, a black light burst out from the surface of the monument, condensed into a wisp of black energy and then dissipated. Half-step Demon King! The green tribesmen were slightly shocked, but in recent times, they had seen many geniuses. After being startled, they began to record them. Within a moment, the formalities were completed and an iron plate engraved with strange runes was handed over to Linghu Jue. This iron sign is very strange, as if it has some kind of magnetism. Linghu Jue weighs it and is about to turn around when a rather majestic voice sounds from the passage: "Wait a minute." (To be continued)