Luo Changfeng was unaware of the token matter and naturally failed to give an answer.

However, he told Yunyang about the selection of Lingyun Shixiu and the competition with the Tenth Academy.

"Is the Tenth Court Competition finally about to begin?" A deep expectation appeared in Yun Yang's eyes.

He has been waiting for this day for a long time.

His biggest purpose in joining the True Dragon Academy was to use this as a springboard to enter the True Dragon Academy.

Li Muyun asked him to join the True Dragon Academy, and the main purpose was to find clues about his father Yun Fengmian.

But in fact, all the clues about Yun Fengmian are in the True Dragon Academy.

In his previous life, he learned about all this at the age of 30, but his father had already been harmed by others.

In this life, he not only wants to save his father, but also those who hurt him must pay the price.

The two dealt with Luo Jinchuan's body, Luo Changfeng went to find Elder Jiu to report the situation, and Yunyang returned to his residence.

He planned to find Huo Yujun when dawn was dawn.

As Luo Jinchuan's only personal disciple and was also present that day, if the token of the wine elder was not destroyed, it would probably be in his hands.

"This was delivered by Chen Guangyu two days ago." Lin Feier immediately sent a sealed letter when she learned that Yun Yang was back.

After Yun Yang opened it, his eyes lit up slightly.

The content of the letter is about the dead men.

After investigation, Chen Guangyu discovered a secret stronghold in Cuiyun Mountain outside the city that might be the Dead Soldier Training Camp.

At the end of the letter, there is a simple map attached to mark the specific location.

"Let's go out with me." Yun Yang immediately took Lin Fei'er out of the city and found the stronghold at dawn.

This is a small valley surrounded by mountains, with only an extremely secret passage that can be entered and exited.

It was obviously a lot of effort that Chen Guangyu could find this place.

Yun Yang did not act rashly, and took Lin Fei'er to avoid the guards hidden in the dark, quietly climbed up a mountain on the edge of the valley, and began to observe in secret.

The valley is not large in size, only a thousand feet in radius, and there are about three hundred people in the entire valley.

One hundred of them were guards, and the remaining two hundred were receiving various cruel training that ordinary people could not bear.

Obviously, this is the place to train the dead men.

"You are waiting for my signal here, I'll go and take a look first." Before the sky was dawn, Yun Yang's figure flashed and entered the small valley ten feet in one step.

It is not enough to make sure this is a Dead Warrior training camp, he must figure out who these Dead Warriors are playing for.

When I arrived at a corner of the valley, I knocked out a dead soldier who was training.

As soon as he changed into his clothes, a guard in charge of patrol supervision came over and said coldly: "Dare to be lazy and find a fight!"

As he said that, he whipped over.

The whip broke through the air and made a sound. If it was pulled, it would be at least a fragile skin.

Yun Yang frowned and avoided the whip, but did not resist.

He hasn't started the investigation yet and does not want to be exposed too early.

"You dare to hide!" The guard seemed to be greatly insulted, took a step forward and whipped it down again.

A cold light flashed in Yun Yang's eyes, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed the long whip directly.

The guard was stunned, obviously not expecting Yun Yang to dare to resist.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly felt a huge pulling force coming from the whip, and staggered under his feet and rushed towards Yunyang involuntarily.

Yun Yang took advantage of the situation and stretched out his palm like lightning, pinching his neck, and twisting it off at will.

After observing around, he confirmed that no one was found. Only then did he hide his body and start pretending to practice.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

When it was bright, a rapid sound of gongs suddenly sounded in the valley.

All the dead soldiers who were training around gathered in the direction where the sound came.

Yunyang mixed in the crowd and followed silently.

A group of people came to the middle of the valley and sat around an open space...

In the middle, there was a table with ten golden porcelain bottles on it, shining with golden light under the rising sun.

A middle-aged man with a white face and no beard looked at everyone and said in a quiet voice: "Today is another challenge day once a month, so I believe there is no need to say more about the rules."

"It's indeed a royal family." Yun Yang's eyes narrowed slightly.

Miscellaneous family is the eunuch's claim.

As early as when the dead soldiers appeared in the secret realm, he guessed that this was related to the royal family.

Now it just confirms his judgment.

I just don’t know which one of the royal families is the one who serves these dead soldiers?

The middle-aged eunuch pointed at the ten golden porcelain bottles: "These are ten pulse-cleaning pills. Whoever can defeat any golden-faced Rakshasa can take one."

Yun Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, which was very surprised.

The meridian cleaning pill can allow the warrior to open a meridian in a short time, which can be called the magic pill for warriors in the Tongmai realm.

Not only is this pill difficult to refine, but the materials required are also rare, so it is extremely rare.

Unexpectedly, ten of them appeared here at one time.

However, a warrior can only take one pill, and multiple doses are ineffective.

The death warriors around them all had a little fever.

Obviously, everyone knows the effect of Mai Shui Dan.

At the same time, ten fully armed dead soldiers wearing golden skeleton masks walked out and stood in the middle of the open space.

Ten people, each of them exuded an astonishing evil spirit, obviously, they were covered with blood.

Seeing these ten people, the heat in the eyes of a group of dead soldiers obviously subsided.

The golden-faced Rakshasa is the best among the dead men.

You must successfully perform tasks at least twenty times before you can get this title.

Death soldiers are people who specialize in high-risk tasks, and the mortality rate is extremely high.

It is conceivable that you can successfully perform twenty tasks without dying.

"What? Do you don't even have the courage to challenge?" The middle-aged eunuch had anger in his eyes.

A dead soldier without courage can only be garbage.

"I'll do it."

A dead soldier with a scar on his face gritted his teeth and stood up: "I'll challenge No. 10."

There are ten golden-faced Rakshasa, each with a number on it.

He felt that No. 10 should be the weakest.

No. 10 Rakshasa did not say a word, and took a step forward, pulled out the spike behind his back, and rushed towards the Scar Deathman step by step.

Its strength is the twelve level of Tongmai.

A hint of excitement appeared in the eyes of the Scar Death Soldier. His strength was also at the twelve level of Tongmai.

The two are of equal strength, and he has a great chance to challenge him to succeed.

Immediately, I took out the spikes and met them.

However, after just one encounter, the Scar Death Sold screamed and flew out, and after landing, blood gushed from his throat, and there was no longer any hope of life.

"hiss--"

Everyone around took a breath.

Obviously, the difference in combat power is so big!
Chapter completed!