Chapter 227: Battle of the Inscription Tower

A day later, a green valley appeared below. : /
"Here!" There was a dignity in Elder Gu's voice.
Many disciples on the bluebird opened their eyes and looked at the valley below.
Lin Xuan also looked down, surrounded by green trees, green mountains and clear water, like a fairyland on earth.
"Is the Inscription Tower here?" Many disciples were excited.
Elder Song's eyes flickered: "It is said that this inscription tower is reserved by a generation of inscription masters. You must seize the opportunity!"
"Master Gongwen!" Lin Xuan was surprised, who could be called a master, presumably also a great figure!
Three bluebirds descended slowly and landed in the valley.
The crowd jumped off the bird's back and looked towards the Quartet.
There is a huge formation in the middle of the valley, exuding a vicissitudes.
At the other three sides of the battlefield, there are some stone stands for people to rest and watch.
"This Battle of the Inscription Tower has a history of hundreds of years, so the facilities here are relatively complete." Elder Gu explained.
"Once every ten years, this should be the tenth time."
"Let's go and rest first."
A group walked towards the east stand.
Half a day later, people from the rainy country arrived.
The two sides greeted each other and then took their seats.
"Yu Guo is said to have had an inscription genius. Be careful when you do that," said Elder Gu.
"The inscription genius." Everyone's mind was faint, and the elders could be so valued, presumably not mortal.
Somehow, many people looked at Lin Xuan.
In their eyes, Lin Xuan is also an inscription genius. After all, such a young second grade inscription master is rare.
Just as they were talking, a pair of men and women arrived.
"It's Shadow Country!" Elder Gu's voice was solemn.
The strength of the rain country is similar to them, but this shadow country is far superior to them.
And the winner of the test is a movie country every time!
The group slowly dropped from the huge spacecraft, Lin Xuan looked with interest.
Most of the people in Yinguo have a sense of arrogance, and did not take Xia Guo and Yinguo in their eyes at all.
However, they did have arrogant capital. Lin Xuan felt that their soul power was very powerful, and the breath of two of them made him even more surprised.
A man was wearing purple and had purple hair.
The breath on his body reached the Seventh Heaven of the Linghai, and Lin Xuan's eyes were even more shocked.
The purple awns flickered as if there was an invisible suction that would the hearts of everyone away.
"Purple Magic Palace!" Lin Xuan's heart sank slightly.
The other was a black robe, all hidden in darkness.
Although his breath was normal, the occasional leaks made Lin Xuan frown.
"Oh, the two countries came very early." Ying Guo's leader is an old man with purple robes.
"Since it's all here, let's get started!"
The disciples of Yinguo all walked to the north stands, while the old man in purple robes swept onto the central platform.
"Hehe, let's talk about the rules first."
"The game is divided into three groups for the knockout rounds, and the top three in each group reach the final."
The old purple robe slowly said: "The top three in the final will be qualified to enter the inscription tower, and the first one of them will also get a julin."
"This Julingdan is refined by the Inscription Alliance, which can condense the soul of the warrior, improve the soul's condensed degree, and increase the chance of breaking the soul of the Three Seals."
Elder Song took a deep breath: "Sure there is a magic spirit, it seems that this test will be a lot more intense."
The Inscription Alliance is a behemoth in the entire Tiannan region, while the Xia Kingdoms are just a few countries in the Tiannan region. To a certain extent, they all belong to the Inscription Alliance.
The young inscription masters exclaimed suddenly when they heard Julingdan.
Everyone was excited and anxious to start the game immediately.
"Xiao Xuanzi, this is a good thing!" The wine grandfather whispered.
Lin Xuan's eyes flickered. Originally he just wanted to enter the inscription tower. Now it seems that he must get the first place.
He now needs to improve his strength too much, and Julian Dan is too tempted by him.
With Ju Ling Dan, his soul power will rise again, and by then he will have a better chance of defeating Lin Feng.
On Xia Guo's side, Ouyang Changming had a confident smile on his face, but his hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched.
In the distance, the purple-haired young man in Ziji Devil's Palace smiled as if that Julingdan had become his personal belongings.
In the rain country, an airy young girl sat with a smile, her eyes glowed.
The array of lights in the center glowed, forming three independent dais, each of which was 100 meters in size, enough for the Linghai Border Warriors to compete.
Lin Xuan and Wei Wei were assigned to the first group. The two walked near the No. 1 ring platform and waited for the match.
Dozens of people gathered near the No. 1 Yantai, each with a strong breath, a strong soul, and the same strength as the warriors before the Qianlong list.
Among them, Lin Xuan's most fearful is the black robe warrior in the shadow country.
Through understanding, he knew that the Heipao people belonged to the Temple of Shadows, a very mysterious gate.
In addition to the Heipao people, there are several second-grade inscription masters near the No. 1 Yantai, and the repairs are all on the Linghai Sixth Heaven.
The other two Yantai are also full of people. The most noticeable one in the Yantai No. 2 is the Purple Haired Youth of the Ziji Demon Palace, and the Yantai No. 3 is the airy girl.
The central array was full of light and the sky was shining, which means that the game is about to begin.
Lin Xuan retracted his gaze and repositioned it on the No. 1 platform.
Two young men called by the referee stepped onto the stage, and the black platform gave off two lights and fell on them.
Lin Xuan knew that this was testing whether the two were inscription masters. If they were not inscription masters, they would be rejected by the black formation.
The corresponding result is eliminated!
However, the three nations and the nine forces clearly knew this rule, so the disciples who came to the test this time were inscription masters.
A young man in black robe who turned up in the shadow hall turned out to be a young man in the rain country.
At the beginning of the game, the young man in black robes drew a black rune with his hands, flying like a black sickle, and knocked the opponent away with one blow.
The surrounding warriors suddenly exclaimed ~ EbookFREE.me ~ They didn't even see what the black rune was, and the game was over.
Several second-class inscription masters looked at the black-robed warrior with a serious look. Before that, they had not regarded this person.
Lin Xuan's eyes flashed, her heart surprised.
From the black runes, he felt a dangerous soul wave.
The game was fast and exciting, and many of them were eye-opening to Lin Xuan.
At this time, the referee called Lin Xuan's name.
"Lin Xuan come on!" Wei Wei waved her little fist.
With a smile, Lin Xuan shook himself and came to the ring.
Opposite, a young man in white stood proudly, embroidering two golden patterns on his chest.
"Second Inscription Master!" Lin Xuan had a dignified look