Chapter 2832: Secret Realm Winning Card

At this time, another team came, and as soon as this team arrived, it immediately caused a riot in the field.
"Shengdan Pavilion, it is the team of Shengdan Pavilion!"
With a cry of exclamation, many teams saw the four-person team coming from a distance, and a bright light burst into their eyes.
There were even monks who ran out of their team, came to the Saint Pill Pavilion's team, and asked the doorman of the Saint Pill Pavilion to sign for themselves.
Seeing this group of people seemingly chasing stars, Zhang Yifeng raised his brows and looked at Zhishen beside him strangely.
It stands to reason that they are also popular, why there is no such treatment.
"Ahem, Junior Brother doesn't know something. Sheng Pill Pavilion is not good at fighting, just like their name, specializing in alchemy. Many of the pills in circulation in the immortal realm are from Sheng Pang Pavilion. These people are so pleased with them. I want to take the opportunity to get on the big ship of Shengdan Pavilion."
"The Flood Dragon in the secret realm we entered earlier was injured by this Holy Pill Pavilion elder. He originally wanted to use the Flood Dragon to refine the pill."
Zhishen explained in a low voice in Zhang Yifeng's ear.
Zhang Yifeng nodded when he heard the words. It turned out that the enemy of the loach was the person from Shengdan Pavilion.
Speaking of, Zhang Yifeng hasn't looked at the state of the loach after being included in the enchanting scroll, I hope it hasn't been sucked up by the red spirit.
After thinking about it, Zhang Yifeng raised his head and looked at Shengdan Pavilion's team, and found that the opponent was also staring at them.
In Shengdan Pavilion's team, there are two female disciples and two male disciples.
It seemed that the male disciple who walked in the front was the leader of Shengdan Pavilion's trip and the true wonderland disciple of Shengdan Pavilion.
The disciples of Shengdan Pavilion watched Zhang Yifeng and his party for a while, then withdrew their gazes and led them to the side.
Then two other dark horse teams also came one after another, namely the Blood Killing Sect and the Chaoyang faction responsible for the Chaoyang Festival.
The disciple of the Blood Killing Sect was still wearing a night suit during the day, and looked very dazzling.
The disciple of the Chaoyang School is dressed in white with a long sword, and looks upright and awe-inspiring.
Of course, these are all what they look like, and in fact, you have to personally verify the character.
When the last team arrives, the scribes responsible for the registration will also set up the registration desk.
As if already knowing that all the sect teams had arrived, the scribe raised his hand and signaled the monks present to be quiet.
Seeing that the originally noisy square instantly quieted down, the scribe nodded and said lightly.
"Each sect sent one person to sign up to receive the token, and then went to the two huge rocks over there to test it, and it was all right."
Zhang Yifeng was listening and raised an eyebrow at Zhishen beside him.
"The rule is quite simple."
"The Chaoyang Festival, a grand event that Xianjun pays attention to, and no one dares to mess around in it. Naturally, the simpler the rules, the better."
Zhishen nodded noncommittal, and then walked towards the high platform where the scribes were.
Basically, each team sent out the true fairy cultivators of their own sects. After all, this was the first confrontation between the various sects.
Zhang Yifeng had already finished the test, so after Zhishen took the token down, he could enter the secret realm.
The tokens were issued very quickly, and Zhishen returned to Zhang Yifeng's trio with two storage rings.
He gave one storage ring to Zhang Yifeng, and after leaving the other one, he took out two tokens.
"This piece is the token of your Wonderland Secret Realm, but you must keep it away. If you lose it inside, you won't be able to return without the token."
Zhishen left one token behind and handed the other token to Zhang Yifeng.
"By the way, the scribe also told me that the rules have been slightly modified this time. The team that has obtained the most tokens in the secret realm will directly get the leader of this Chaoyang event. Remember to get more tokens. The rest of the rules It is estimated that people from Chaoyang faction will notify you after entering the secret realm. Remember to be careful."
Zhishen spoke earnestly to Zhang Yifeng, but after seeing the indifferent look on Zhang Yifeng's face, the touch of diligence and destruction in his heart rose completely.
"You're all grown-ups, you still have to make this look, hurry up and enter the secret realm."
Zhang Yifeng waved his hand indifferently, and said to Zhishen in a rushing look.
"Huh, when I want to control you so much."
With a snort, Zhishen urged the token in his hand, and suddenly a spatial crack appeared in front of him.
"Okay, be more careful, it always feels a bit weird."
After Zhishen murmured, he turned and walked into the space crack.
Zhang Yifeng shook his head when he saw this. He also felt that something was wrong with this morning sun event.
"Then let's set off too."
Unknowingly, Mu Yan and Ouyang Zi actually listened to Zhang Yifeng's words, and only nodded after hearing Zhang Yifeng's words.
Injecting immortal power into the token in his hand, a spatial crack suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng's trio.
Entering the space cracks one by one, what appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng's eyes was a vast and boundless dense forest.
And their location was in a grass field in front of a dense forest. Standing beside them were two middle-aged monks in Chaoyang school costumes.
Look at their breath, they are all monks in the real fairyland, they should be the people arranged by the Chaoyang School to explain the rules here.
"The three are disciples of the Mingyue Sect, right?"
When the two Chaoyang Sect monks saw Zhang Yifeng and the three of them, their eyes flashed.
Looking at the appearance of the two, Zhang Yifeng also bowed slightly.
"This time, the Chaoyang Festival has changed the way it used to be, and it has become a battle for tokens in the secret realm."
"In addition to the tokens we issued to each sect team, in the secret realm, the Chaoyang faction also placed a lot of tokens waiting for you to search. In the secret realm, you can the tokens of the opposing team, but you are not allowed to kill each other. The three know."
"The meaning of Brother Chaoyang Sect is clear below, but my Mingyue Sect and Chaoyang Sect are both the righteous way of the immortal world, and we are in the same spirit. Naturally, it is impossible to kill for no reason."
Zhang Yifeng said with a smile on his face, and the two Chaoyang cultivators smiled noncommittal.
"Then please select a place on the map where you want to teleport. In order to prevent a large-scale melee at the beginning, we need to teleport the disciples who enter the secret realm to various locations in the secret realm one by one."
The Chaoyang Sect monk said, took out a map and handed it to Zhang Yifeng, and saw that the map was densely marked with locations that could be teleported.
Looking at the map, Zhang Yifeng was slightly surprised that Chaoyang faction had transformed an entire mountain into a secret realm.
This handwriting is not trivial, and the immortal power consumed in it is hard to imagine.
After glanced at the map, Zhang Yifeng recorded the appearance of the entire map in his mind.