Wushuang took the lead and climbed the thirty-three stone steps, while Yan Luoyu looked at Ye Qiu in shock, not understanding how he broke the restrictions and climbed to the feathering ascension path that could only be reached at the sixth level of Wanshou.

Ye Qiu put down Yan Luoyu, and all the things on his body dissipated in the blink of an eye, and he returned to his original state in the blink of an eye.

Looking back, Ye Qiu looked at the way he came. Lan Haoyu had already climbed the 30th step, but was unable to climb the 31st step for a long time, and was obviously suppressed by the realm.

However, Lan Haoyu was not stupid. He actually sacrificed a spiritual weapon, released powerful spiritual power fluctuations, and went to a higher level.

Yan Luoyu said in surprise: "Is this okay?"

Ye Qiu frowned and said, "This place's magical artifact cannot be used, but the spiritual artifact is not restricted. We have all ignored this."

Wushuang looked ahead, there was a teleportation array on the stone platform with a palm flat, and it was flashing with gorgeous light at this moment.

"Come here quickly."

Ye Qiu and Yan Luoyu heard Wushuang's cry and quickly withdrew their gaze and looked at Wushuang, and naturally saw the teleportation array.

The three of them came outside the teleportation array, and Yan Luoyu said, "Where is the Yuhua platform, how did it become a teleportation array?"

Wushuang said: "It is not that easy to reach the majestic platform, I guess there is still a test in the middle."

Ye Qiu said: "Go in first."

The three of them entered the teleportation array, and in the blink of an eye, they were sucked into the vortex of time and space, and appeared on a floating battle platform in a flash.

This is a circular battle stand with two circles in the middle and rune-text around it.

Wushuang interpreted: "This is the No. 1 battle platform leading to Yuhua Platform. There are realm restrictions. From the first level of Wanshou to the third level of Wanshou, they will compete on the No. 1 platform."

Yan Luoyu asked, "What about the masters above the third level of Wanshou?"

Wushuangdao: "A masters from the fourth level of Wanshou to the sixth level of Wanshou will be directly teleported to the second platform, and the two sides will compete separately. According to the rules, five consecutive victories can reach the third battle platform, but if you want to bring others to the third battle platform, you need to achieve ten consecutive victories. In this place, the magic weapons cannot be used, but the spiritual weapons and spiritual weapons are not restricted."

Ye Qiu frowned slightly. Why is there such a battle platform in the fantasy world? Is it to test the latecomers or to deliberately make things difficult for people to reach the Yuhua platform?

While meditating, a figure suddenly swayed on the battlefield, and seven people appeared, including Lan Haoyu.

"Ye Qiu, you can't escape."

Lan Haoyu's eyes were cold, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he looked confident.

The battle platform suddenly magnified, widening the distance between Ye Qiu and Lan Haoyu.

At the same time, dozens of masters from the Wanshou realm appeared on the battlefield, including masters from Jiuzhou, but more were masters from the Feather Clan.

Wushuang hid behind Ye Qiu and looked around with a little face alert.

Yan Luoyu and Ye Qiu stood side by side, closely watching the situation on the battlefield. The number of people here is increasing. In one stick of incense, more than 300 masters, and nine floors are all feather masters on the Fantasy Feather Continent, including the White Feather Clan, the Black Feather Clan, the Five Color Clan, and the Yin-Yang Feather Clan.

These feather masters interpreted the rules on the battlefield. They needed five consecutive victories to enter the No. 3 battle platform. If you want to bring your companions to go there, you would need ten consecutive victories.

The feather tribe was warlike, which was a bit beyond Ye Qiu's imagination. A master immediately started a fierce battle.

"stop."

A man in black walked out, pointed to the two circles on the battlefield and said, "Before taking action, you need to enter the circle to confirm, otherwise the game will be invalid. The battle stage only describes how to go to the third battlefield, and does not state how to leave this place if you fail. So everyone should be mentally prepared and cannot win five consecutive times, and the result will be no different from death."

Ye Qiu looked at the man in black and heard an unparalleled voice in his ears.

"That is Wu Tingyu of the Black Feather Clan. She is very famous in the Fantasy Feather Continent and rarely encounters an opponent in the same realm."

Ye Qiu frowned slightly and suddenly looked away because he saw Qingyun and she came too.

Qingyun is at the third level of Wanshou, so he came to the No. 1 Battle Platform, and accompanied him with fellow disciples from the Nine Yang Holy Academy. They quickly gathered with Lan Haoyu, with five people.

"I'll do it first!"

A young man from the White Feather tribe stood in a circle, looked at the people around him, and provocatively said, "Who will fight?"

Ye Qiu looked at the man and whispered: "Senior sister, I have an advantage to go on stage first."

Yan Luoyu nodded slightly and appeared in another circle in an instant.

"I'll fight you."

The young man from the White Feather tribe snorted: "The humans in Jiuzhou are quite beautiful, but unfortunately you shouldn't come here, just see what you want."

With his arms swung back, the man shot out lightning, and a pair of white feathers appeared on his back, which doubled his speed immediately, and a howling sounded torn the void apart.

Yan Luoyu smiled coldly, and lights and shadows suddenly appeared outside his body, scattering in all directions, like an illusion, avoiding the opponent's attack.

Afterwards, Yan Luoyu's figure was everywhere, from one to ten to hundreds, and her figure was everywhere on the entire battle platform.

This is the third level of Wanshou, the use of physical and chemical contrast. Each figure is extremely real, and it is impossible to distinguish between true and false. The virtual and the real are only in one thought, which can greatly improve combat effectiveness.

The young man from the White Feather tribe said disdainfully: "It's a small path, but it's not a good idea. Can you still attack me at the same time by 100 people?"

Yan Luoyu sneered: "There is no need for a hundred people. If you can take my move, you will be able to do it."

An arrow of light shot through the world, instantly locking the young people of the White Feather Clan.

That was Yan Luoyu's arrow with the laws of the Great Dao as an arrow, combined with her strength at the peak of the third level of Wanshou, and shot the most powerful arrow.

The young man from the White Feather tribe looked serious, his mouth roared and his body suddenly rotated. The wings on his back turned into needle tips while rotating, facing Yan Luoyu's arrow.

With a roar, light and rain filled the air.

Yan Luoyu's hundreds of figures merged into one in an instant, while the young man of the White Feather tribe flew backwards, with blood coming from his mouth as rain, and his left wing on his back was severely injured and fell to the ground with a bang.

Yan Luoyu defeated his opponent and won his first victory.

The companion of the defeated man was dissatisfied and immediately stepped forward to defeat Yan Luoyu.

In this way, the second battle began and everyone else was paying close attention.

Ye Qiu looked around and didn't know all the masters of the feather clan, but he knew some of the masters of Jiuzhou.

For example, Lan Haoyu, Qingyun and some people who could not call out their names were staring at Ye Qiu and always paying attention to his every move.

Ye Qiu's eyes moved, and suddenly stopped above a figure, with coldness in his eyes.

He was a woman in her early twenties in her early twenties with beautiful facial features, slim and charming eyes, and a bit sharp.

A tall man with extraordinary weapons stood beside the woman in green. She was in her thirties and was intimidating. She had the strength of the third level of Wanshou, and a ball of green fire reflected in her eyes.

The woman in green seemed to sense Ye Qiu's gaze, and glanced coldly at Ye Qiu, with a provocative expression, and the murderous aura in her eyes was extremely strong.

Ye Qiu knew this woman. Her name was Ye Xin. She was once a disciple of the Taohua Sect in Yuzhou. But when Ye Qiu came to the door, Ye Xin fled one step ahead and finally disappeared.

Now, Ye Xin actually appeared here, which was something Ye Qiu never thought of.

The people around Ye Xin are masters of a major force in Yuzhou. Ye Xin was once the most outstanding disciple of the Ye family. He humiliated Ye Qiu when he was young. After escaping by chance last time, he found a backer. Now he has come to the Huanyu Continent because of tracking the whereabouts of the Hang City.

At this time, Yan Luoyu defeated his opponent and won the second victory, which caused heated discussions among many people.

Lan Haoyu smiled coldly, and a senior brother beside him wanted to vent his anger, but was stopped by Lan Haoyu.

"No hurry."

The senior brother from the Nine Yang Holy Academy was puzzled and asked, "Why?"

Lan Haoyu sneered: "My target is Ye Qiu. Yan Luoyu is not weak in combat power, and it is at the peak of the third level of Wanshou. In this environment where the magic weapon is useless, it is a stumbling block to protect Ye Qiu. It would be better to let her win five consecutive victories and leave here first. Ye Qiu was isolated and helpless at that time, and it would not be too late for us to kill him."

The senior brother exclaimed, "What Junior Brother Lan said is reasonable, why didn't I think of this?"

Qingyun looked at Yan Luoyu. She wanted to defeat her, but she also had the idea of ​​Lan Haoyang, so she suppressed the impulse in her heart.

There are many experts from the White Feather Clan and they are also divided into many stocks.

Yan Luoyu offended the Baiyu tribe's power because of losing two consecutive times. All the people who appeared in the next three games were strong men of the Baiyu tribe.

Yan Luoyu's combat power is amazing. He is a man who is inferior to men. After being watered by Ye Qiu's immortal source power, he is even more beautiful and has increased his strength. He lost five opponents in just one hour and won five consecutive victories.

Wu Tingyu looked at Yan Luoyu and praised: "You have good strength. Do you want to continue fighting?"

Yan Luoyu looked back at Ye Qiu and asked what he meant.

Ye Qiu said: "You go to the No. 3 battle stand first."

Yan Luoyu hesitated and said, "What about you?"

Ye Qiu said calmly: "We will come later, you don't have to worry."

Yan Luoyu naturally knew Ye Qiu's combat power, but she always felt that Ye Qiu was hiding something, but she still obeyed Ye Qiu's arrangements, stood in the circle, and was directly teleported out.

After Yan Luoyu left, Lan Haoyu approached Ye Qiu with a cruel smile on his face.

"Ye Qiu, come here to die."

Outsiders actually don’t know much about the grudges between the two, but all the disciples of the Nine Yang Holy Academy know about it. Lan Haoyu wants to avenge his brother.

Ye Qiu sneered: "What are you anxious about? I don't have time to pay attention to you yet."

Lan Haoyu smiled angrily and said, "I don't have time to pay attention to me. What a big tone. Do you think I will forgive you if you say this?"

Ye Qiu ignored him, looked at Ye Xin a little far away, and said coldly: "Ye Xin, are you standing up by yourself or want me to come and invite you."

This sentence attracted a lot of attention. Lan Haoyu and Qingyun were stunned and looked back at Ye Xin.

The people around Ye Xin were also quite confused and asked what was going on?

Ye Xin said a few words to the man beside her, then met Ye Qiu's gaze, and walked towards him with a sneer.
Chapter completed!