Traveling through the heavens as a myth

An hour passed, Xiao Yinglong flew away contentedly, and Ning Yang left the sea of ​​consciousness panting.

After the brand was unlocked, the bottleneck of breakthrough no longer existed, and Ning Yang ran "Zhu Rong Pian" with all his strength.

The vitality of heaven and earth came in continuously, whizzing into Ning Yang's body.

Fortunately, this is the Association of Craftsmen, the world is extremely strong.

Moreover, Ning Yang was only breaking through a small realm, and there was more than enough vitality here.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the breath of Ning Yang's body changed suddenly, soaring sharply.

Intermediate Supernatural Realm!

Ning Yang didn't open his eyes, but fell asleep.

He is really exhausted these few days.

Chapter 71

Today is the fifth day of May, and on the fifth day of every month, Bailian City will hold a magic weapon refining contest.

If the treasure weapon division with the largest number of refiners is the foundation and blood of the refiners.

Then the magic weapon division, which accounts for about one percent of the total number of refiners, is the backbone of the refiners, and any one has a considerable reputation.

And the once-a-month magic weapon refining contest is not only an opportunity for some lesser-known magic weapon divisions to show themselves and sharpen themselves, but also to inspire the precious soldiers to practice the technique of refining weapons and be promoted as soon as possible. The purpose of the division.

As soon as dawn broke, the streets of Bailian City were crowded and noisy.

If you look closely, you will find that most of the flow of people is moving in one direction.

Going along with the flow of people, passing through tall, gorgeous buildings, finally stopped somewhere.

In front is an open-air refining competition venue, a huge square in the previous life.

At this time, a hundred thousand people gathered in the square, and there were still millions of people outside the square.

At the corner of the square, near the entrance of the venue, more than a thousand refiners gathered here.

Without exception, these craftsmen wore the robes of the magic weapon division. Most of the signs on their chests were January, and there were very few in February, only a dozen.

There is also a Martial God Soldier Division, but he is standing alone in the corner, and the next to him is at least one foot away from him.

Also, the Sanyue Divine Weapon Division is the highest level of the Divine Weapon Division, and every March Divine Weapon Division is famous and is a reserve elder.

Generally, there is no March Shenbing Division to participate in the Shenbing Division Refining Competition. The participants in the competition are generally those who have just been promoted to the Division, or those who are not well-known.

That's why this Martial God Soldier Division was isolated by everyone. Why did the Martial God Soldier Division come here to make trouble?

However, not all the magical soldiers on the scene thought that way, a few of the ten or so February magical soldiers showed disdain on their faces.

Among these people was the thirteen princes who declared war on Ning Yang that day.

Others are just feeling upset that a March God Soldier actually came to participate in the New God Soldier Refining Competition, but the Thirteen Princes were different.

As a prince, he naturally sent people to know the details of this Marching God Soldier.

This March God Soldier was named Ying Mingxuan, and he was a disciple of an elder of the Craftsman's Association, and he was more than 30 years old.

In the past two years, in order to be promoted to the Yuan Army Division, he has constantly sharpened his craftsmanship, but the promotion has been failing.

The constant failure made Ying Mingxuan languish and self-doubt, and the level of the refiner did not rise but fell.

This time, Ying Mingxuan came to participate in the Shenbing Division Weapon Refining Competition, in order to reinvigorate the spirit and increase his confidence.

"Huh! I'm not your stepping stone to advance to the Yuan Soldier Division. Watch me defeat you in this competition and achieve my reputation!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the thirteen prince, and he was extremely confident in his refinement level.

"There is still a quarter of an hour before the deadline for registration for the competition!"

At this moment, a voice sounded and spread all around.

The thirteen prince had a thought, but he came to the direction of the sound.

At the entrance of the refining competition venue, there is a big umbrella, a long table, and an old man.

"Did the master Ning Yang come to compete?" Prince Thirteen asked.

"For Prince Thirteen, there is currently no Shenbing Division named Ning Yang registered for the competition." The old man stood up and replied respectfully.

The old man is a one-month military division. He is too old to be promoted. He is naturally respectful and respectful to the thirteen princes.

"Does that kid look down on this prince?" The thirteen prince gritted his teeth, quite disdainful.

"The thirteen princes have a superb level of refining, that kid must be scared and dare not come."

"Yeah, yeah, it must be so."

"Yes."

Several magical soldiers who were familiar with the thirteen princes all around said one after another, with flattering smiles on their faces.

"Even if he comes, he won't be the prince's opponent." The thirteen prince suddenly became soothed.

"is it?"

As soon as the thirteen prince's voice fell, a voice came, and everyone looked at the voice.

However, I saw a young man in the robe of the February God Soldier Division who came to the neighborhood at some point.

"Haha, what is that? Is chicken nest head popular this year?"

"Untidy clothes, did you just wake up?"

"Haha, laughed at me!"

After seeing the visitor clearly, a burst of laughter rang out.

But I saw someone coming with messy hair and a slanted robe on his body, as if a layman just got up.

The person here is Ning Yang.

Until late last night, Ning Yang had been forging precious soldiers to earn contribution points.

In exchange for the Heavenly Falling Heart Flame, after breaking through to the mid-level of the supernatural power realm, Ning Yang slept directly in the exclusive refining room because he was too tired.

It wasn't until three poles in the sun that Ning Yang woke up from his drowsiness.