A moment later, in a dense forest a hundred miles away, the mottled tree shadows swayed, and two more people were added to the ground.

The monk Budai put away his cassock and stood side by side in a bush with Lin Yi. He wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and gasped, saying unhappy: "Donor Lin, now you should know... the terror of the Boiling Blood Dragon King."

Lin Yi smiled and said, "Actually, that's all. There is only one Qin Nantu between me and the red dragon."

Lin Yi once fought with Qin Nantu, so he naturally knew how terrifying Qin Nantu's combat power was. He fought with the Boiling Blood Dragon King just to verify personally which is stronger, which is stronger, or Qin Nantu.

After fighting with the Boiling Blood Dragon King, Lin Yi discovered that the combat power of the Boiling Blood Dragon King was comparable to that of Qin Nantu.

With the Boiling Blood Dragon King as the benchmark, Lin Yi can roughly estimate the strength of the heroes participating in the Hundred Race Conference.

He stimulated the holy blood in his body, his combat power increased tenfold, and he used the ultimate sword, and his combat power increased tenfold. Only with such combat power could Lin Yi barely fight with the Boiling Blood Dragon King.

Lin Yi truly realized the gap between him and the Dragon King of Boiling Blood, the Fire Phoenix of the Divine Wings, and the Contra.

Ten days later, it was the time for the Hundred Clans to compete. Even if Lin Yi tried his best to practice and make a breakthrough, it would undoubtedly be a dream to enter the top 100 in the Hundred Clans to compete.

Not long after, the unscrupulous Taoist came to the two of them with Wang Ermazi in one arm.

Throwing Wang Ermazi onto the ground, the unscrupulous Taoist looked at Lin Yi in anger and sneered: "Just relying on your current cultivation and combat power, you dare to provoke the Boiling Blood Dragon King? It doesn't matter if you don't want to live, don't pull us three brothers together."

Lin Yi frowned slightly.

He knew that the unscrupulous Taoist had a bad mouth, and it was not too lazy to deal with the smelly Taoist priest now.

Although Lin Yi promised the Budai Monk to participate in this competition of the Hundred Tribes, time waited for no one. Even if Lin Yi was against the will of heaven or pervert, he would have been fantastic to break from a first-level martial king to a ninth-level martial king within ten days.

"What should we do? We really don't have time..." The monk Budai stamped his feet in an anxious mood.

Lin Yi has become the last straw for them to unseal the seal. After the thoughtful persuasion of the Budai Monk, Lin Yi finally decided to participate in the competition of the Hundred Tribes Conference.

But what's so damn, there is only ten days before the Hundred Tribes Conference is held, and Lin Yi really has no time!

The unscrupulous Taoist was also not anxious. His face was as gloomy as if someone had owed him five thousand spirit stones.

At this moment, Wang Ermazi, who had been ignored by everyone, spoke.

"Hey, crazy monk, stinky Taoist priest, if the guy you selected is as despicable as you said, there is actually no way to let him break from the primary Martial King to the peak Martial King within ten days..."

"What's the solution? Tell me quickly!"

The unscrupulous Taoist and the monk Budai were all staring at Wang Ermazi.

Wang Ermazi said slowly, "That's it... there is a way, but... cough cough... not good, my illness is going to be... alcohol again! I want to drink..."

Wang Ermazi pinched his neck, his eyes turned pale, and his whole body trembled.

The unscrupulous Taoist wanted to pounce on him and strangled Wang Ermazi to death!

When is this damn old thing? He is still pretending! He is still pretending!

The Budai Monk was stolen by Wang Ermazi, and he was in a very bad mood.

However, he was still patient and took out a pot of old wine from his big pocket and threw it in front of Wang Ermazi.

Seeing that there was wine, Wang Ermazi suddenly became energetic.

He raised his hand to grab the thrown wine pot, skillfully slapped off the wine seal, and picked up the wine jar and drank wildly.

The rich aroma of wine permeates the forest.

The amber wine flowed down along Wang Ermazi's messy beard.

After filling half a jar of old wine in one breath, Wang Ermazi was reluctant to leave. He moved the jar away from his lips and burped for a long time. He smiled, "Good wine, two old brothers are good enough. I have prepared such mellow wine for me..."

"Okay, Lao Mazi, stop talking nonsense, say it quickly! Is there any way to let Lin Yi break through the peak of the ninth-level Martial King within ten days?" The unscrupulous Taoist waved his hands and urged impatiently.

"Hehe, stinky Taoist priest, you are old and you are still like a monkey who is burning your butt all day long. You don't feel tired..."

The unscrupulous Taoist rushed over, grabbed Wang Ermazi's neck with one hand, and said with a grim face: "I dare to say nonsense again, Daoist, I will make the exception, I will send you to the West first!"

The Budai monk quickly pulled the unscrupulous Taoist away, held Wang Ermazi's shoulder, and comforted him: "Old Mazi, you don't know the temper of the thief Taoist priest. Why do you keep keeping yourself in a silence? Just say something and say something, and let it go. Lin Yi improves his realm. Once he wins the lead of this Hundred Clan Conference, it will not only benefit us brothers, but you, Lao Mazi. You have to think clearly. In order to avoid this bear-like appearance that is neither human nor ghost, you should also offer suggestions as soon as possible."

Wang Ermazi raised his eyes, glanced at Lin Yi, smiled bitterly, and said, "Can he really win the lead in the Hundred Clan Conference? Alas... Okay, let's accompany you for the last time. This time I really have a bet on this life. Let's go, come with me."

Wang Ermazi got up from the ground and led two Wuliang and Lin Yi through a dense forest, circled around and circled around. Not long after, the four of them came to a valley.

In the valley, it was dark and damp, and a thick layer of dead leaves fell on the ground. Dead leaves were poisoned by insects, and some unknown little beasts used the dead leaves as nests.

The arrival of Wang Ermazi and the other four disturbed the tranquility in the valley.

For a moment, groups of beasts fled and poisonous insects crawled around.

"Old Mazi, what did you take us here for?" Monk Budai asked in confusion.

Wang Ermazi smiled mysteriously and said, "Don't ask anything, just come with me."

Wang Ermazi led the three of them to move forward in the dim valley, and they also went around in circles and circles.

After walking for about half an hour, my eyes suddenly became clear.

A huge cave appeared in front of the four people.

"Let's go, follow me into the cave."

Wang Ermazi led the four people to a few caves.

"Puff puff puff..."

A group of huge black bats flew out of the cave.

Lin Yi's spiritual sense penetrated into the depths of the cave and was surprised to find that the cave was actually very clean. In addition to a thick layer of bat feces piled up on the ground at the entrance of the cave, it penetrated a hundred meters deep, and the cave was very smooth and dry.

"Don't be afraid, come with me."

Wang Ermazi turned around and smiled at the three of them.

In the cave, there were also winding around. After walking for more than 500 meters, a stone table, stone bed and stone bench suddenly appeared in the cave ahead.
Chapter completed!