There is very little spiritual energy.

At the beginning, Lin Hao thought he had encountered a bottleneck, but later he ruled out this reason. The true energy was not saturated, and there was almost no possibility of encountering a bottleneck.

Time passes day by day, and there are only three days left until the ‘Quebec Selection Day’.

The biennial 'Kui Selection Festival' is a grand event of the Xuanmu tribe. After all, there are not many festivals in the tribe. Most of the time, the life of the tribe is repetitive and extremely boring. I don't know if it is because of too much accumulation.

I'm bored, every time when a festival is coming, the clan will be extremely lively.

Dong Dong...

The sound of beating drums is endless. This is the Xuanmu tribe's dance rehearsed by the tribe in order to celebrate the festival. Lin Hao, who was sitting in the room preparing to practice, heard these sounds and couldn't help but feel bored. The body with only the fifth level strength was participating in the 'Kui Selection Festival'

'Not sure.

If he could break through to the sixth level, Lin Hao would have 70% confidence. Originally, he had thought of simply taking the risk and letting the demon's clone participate in the 'Quebec Selection Festival'. With the strength of the clone, it would not be difficult to win the first place.

But after the clone was isolated outside the large formation where the Xuanmu Clan lived, he had no choice but to give up this idea.

There is an ancient magic circle in the Xuanmu clan that can isolate monsters.

Monsters cannot come in, but if they are monsters within the clan, they can go out freely, but once they go out, they cannot come back in.

"Huh? Why not ask the Hunting Minister, Old Mo Li, for advice? After all, he is from the Holy City, and his knowledge is much higher than that of the elders in the tribe. Maybe there is some way for me to solve the problem at hand. I
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