Some forces may only send one spy to collect intelligence.

"If you from the Tianlan tribe don't mind the trouble, can you give me a ride so that I can experience the Ancient Long Martial Arts Association?"

Zhao Feng looked at the three people from the Tianlan tribe and said with a smile.

In the Ancient Long Martial Arts Association, there will be geniuses on the quasi-god list. When the time comes, Zhao Feng only needs to defeat one of them and gain a reputation.

Because Zhao Feng does not belong to any force, many forces will still want to win over him, and borrowing the teleportation array is certainly not a problem.

"Then let's go together"

The blue-haired old woman from the Tianlan tribe said directly.

One more person has no impact at all.

Moreover, she also wanted to see what Zhao Feng was capable of.

"Who is this?"

The blue-haired old woman from the Tianlan tribe suddenly looked at Han Ning'er who was standing aside.

With her powerful consciousness, she could only see part of Han Ning'er's face.

But Han Ning'er's appearance is flawless, even if her appearance is only vague, she can still captivate a country.

More importantly, Han Ning'er's temperament and the unique vitality around her body are very curious.

"This is my sister, she is also going to the Purple Spirit Realm with me."

Zhao Feng said with a smile.

Calling Han Ning'er my sister is also to avoid arousing suspicion.

If Zhao Feng went to the Purple Spirit Realm with an irrelevant and low-strength baggage, it would be too easy to arouse suspicion.

Afterwards, Zhao Feng and Han Ning'er left the Trading Spirit Palace with the Tianlan clan.

The hunters nearby who had been staring at Zhao Feng could only disperse on their own.

"Jianfeng Quasi-god is going to participate in the Ancient Long Martial Arts Association."

"Who is that blond young man? He seems to be respected by Jianfeng Quasi-God."

After everyone from the Tianlan tribe left, the crowd at the scene started talking a lot.

The Ancient Long Martial Arts Association gathered most of the geniuses from the Ancient Long region to discuss and improve their strength together.

But not everyone is qualified to go and watch.

Following the Tianlan tribe, Zhao Feng and others came to use the teleportation array to reach the four-and-a-half-star race that governs this land.

Using the teleportation array controlled by the four-and-a-half-star race, Zhao Feng, the Tianlan tribe and others directly crossed the distance of five or six four-star forces.

"This is the territory of Xingchen Tower. The Ancient Long Martial Arts Competition will be held on the Five Star Mountain in the territory of Xingchen Tower."

Quasi-God Jianfeng introduced Zhao Feng.

The Ancient Long Martial Arts Competition will be held in a month, and the Tianlan tribe and others have arrived early.

Therefore, everyone temporarily settled in the nearby Trading Spirit Hall.

"Brother Zhao, this trading temple is run by Xingchen Tower. It is much higher than those trading temples controlled by ordinary four-star forces."

Along the way, Jianfeng Quasi-God talked the most.

Next is the other side of the Tianlan tribe, the quasi-god woman, and Han Ning'er barely speaks.

"Well, it's indeed extraordinary."

Looking at it, this Trading Spirit Hall is more than five times larger than the Trading Spirit Palace on Tianyu Island; ordinary people can't see the end of it at all.

In the Trading Spirit Hall, there are many majestic, mysterious and antique buildings connected vertically and horizontally.

Moreover, because of what happened at the Ancient Long Martial Arts Association, all the trading temples in the Xingchen Tower territory are crowded with people and there is an endless flow of people. Second-level and third-level true gods can be seen everywhere, and many fourth-level true gods can also be seen.

"Quasi God Di Lin"

Zhao Feng's eyes saw the Quasi-God Di Lin in a certain building.

But the other party obviously didn't notice Zhao Feng. After all, there was so much traffic here that one person could easily get lost in the sea of ​​people.

"It seems that Quasi-God Dilin is here to participate in the Ancient Long Martial Arts Tournament on behalf of the Jinyu Clan."

Zhao Feng murmured.
Chapter completed!