Central domain!

"If I kill Nascent Soul within three days, will this blindfold be lifted automatically?"

Zhao Chu confirmed.

"Well, that's right. Nascent Soul's blood will directly unlock the restriction!"

The Ninth Disciple's Way.

"Anywhere in the world?"

Zhao Chu asked again.

"Even if you can reach the ninth heaven, this restriction will still be effective!"

The ninth disciple replied.

"That's good!"

Zhao Chu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

In about 20 minutes, your teleportation time will be up, and it's time to return to the northern realm.

Within three days!

Kill a Nascent Soul.

This is simply life-threatening.

"Junior Brother Eleven, you still have the last two tests left!"

"The first one, as you already know, kill a Nascent Soul within three days!"

The third disciple especially liked to pat Zhao Chu on the shoulder.

"Where's the last one?"

Zhao Chu asked with a frown.

"Return to the Central Territory alive within five years!"

"Remember, you must live!"

The third disciple explained sincerely.

Zhao Chu looked strange.

He had a vague feeling.

The third disciple's tone was like being in a cemetery and having a conversation with the grass on the grave.

"Two senior brothers, I have experienced so many disasters, isn't there any reward?"

After a pause, Zhao Chu asked.

"have!"

"How can the Holy Land of Green Tribulation be so stingy, do you see it? This is the Eleven Disciple Order, and it is your reward!"

Zhao Chu was stunned.

This token was obviously kept in his own storage bag, so how could it suddenly appear in the hands of a third disciple?

He was sweating profusely.

really!

The Eleven Disciple Order in the storage bag disappeared!

"What is the use of this discipleship order?"

"Is it possible to order millions of people to use it for one's own purposes, to be as high as an emperor?"

Zhao Chu asked solemnly.

"Congratulations, you got half the answer right!"

"This token can indeed attract tens of millions of people. It can exude a strange aura. As long as the 500 golden elixir geniuses who have come to participate in the assessment this time are within ten miles of you, they will notice the token.

Even the Qiankun Ring can't block this aura!"

"If this token is taken away by them, they will be qualified to re-understand the mission of the tenth disciple."

"You...are eliminated."

After the third disciple finished speaking, Zhao Chu pinched the Eleven Disciple Order tightly and gritted his teeth.

This is to kill him.

Most of the 500 golden elixirs who came to participate in the assessment came from the eight realms.

If they discover the Eleven Disciple Order, he will definitely face endless pursuit, not to mention Nascent Soul, and even Natural Selection may take action.

Not in the territory of the Blue Tribulation Holy Land, the Natural Selection Realm does not have those fears.

"Also, this token will be with you from today on, you can't throw it away!"

Seemingly seeing Zhao Chu's plan to discard the token, the third disciple quickly reminded him.

Hear the words!

Zhao Chu threw the token into the distance.

He watched the token being thrown out of the sky with his own eyes, but the next breath, he looked at the Qiankun Ring again.

What a mess!

The token is just like the plague, lying comfortably in its own Qiankun Ring.

"Other than letting me die, does this token have any other function?"

Zhao Chu wanted to cry but had no tears.

Thank you!

He came from the Exile Realm. These 500 geniuses couldn't even think of the existence of the Northern Realm even if they tried their best.

Escape from death.

"have!"

"The products produced by Qingjie must be high-quality products!"

"To tell you the truth, in times of crisis, you can use your own life to trigger the eleven disciples to explode!"

"This explosion can kill even the Nascent Soul, so only Natural Selection can stop it."

"It is not modest to say that the explosion of the Eleven Disciple Order can destroy 500,000 miles of land into powder. After all, this Eleven Disciple Order is the method of the senior brother, who is half a step into the Yuan Realm!"

The third disciple nodded.

"It turned out to be a bomb designed to explode!"

Zhao Chu smiled bitterly.

never mind!

A bomb that can kill Yuanying and blow up a territory of 500,000 miles is quite terrifying just hanging on your body like this.

20 minutes left!

Just hide in the Holy Land of Blue Tribulation for another 20 minutes, and when the time is up, return to the northern realm.

Within 5 years!

He should also break out of the Exile Realm. At that time, he should find a way to return to the Blue Tribulation Holy Land.

"Kill the Nascent Soul within three days. Time is running out. I will send you to a place with the Nascent Soul right now!"

Before Zhao Chu could finish his thought, the faint voice of the third disciple came to his ears.

Ding!

Zhao Chu's brain was roaring.

Don't you want An An to spend the last 20 minutes with peace of mind?

"Third Senior Brother, where do you plan to send him?"

Seeing this, the ninth disciple asked.

"My junior brother has gone through a lot of hardships. This time, we must not let him face the danger of almost death again. It's so pitiful!"

The third disciple looked distressed.

Hearing this, Zhao Chu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

20 minutes.

Even if it is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, he will not worry about getting through it.

The third disciple still has some conscience

"Only those who have died without life are worthy of the eleven disciples of Qing Jie, hehe!"
To be continued...