The fifth level, the trial room.
Cheng Buzheng looked at the two puppets full of energy in front of him and thought.
He disappeared.
At the same time, Puppet No. 2 cast a spell with both hands and disappeared after a breath.
At this time, there was only the figure of Puppet No. 1 in the trial, and it was walking towards the Zhanzi Gate.
When he came to the stone gate, he took out a pile of spiritual stones and put them into the concave nest.
In an instant, the stone door automatically pushed open without any wind, and then walked directly in.
After one breath.
The stone door closed silently again.
Arrived at the end of the passage, Puppet No. 1 cast several spells in succession, and then sacrificed the Six Mysterious Shields, turning into six shields surrounding it, with three handles held upside down in his hands. Small sword, ready to be used at any time.
After pushing open the stone door, a green lotus appeared in each of Puppet No. 1's eyes and swept towards the bloody battle room.
After a careful search, it was confirmed that there was no monk.
Immediately, Puppet No. 1 fired a spell again, after one breath.
The bloody battle room became empty again.
While Cheng Buzheng was waiting for his opponent to appear, one of his few friends, Jiang Fugui, experienced a very different experience from him.
The third level is in a certain elixir garden.
A very rich-looking monk squinted his almost invisible eyes and scanned the elixir garden.
Seeing the devastated scene, not only was he not disappointed, but he was filled with joy.
At this time, seven or eight monks were lying in the elixir courtyard.
He sensed carefully and after confirming that there were no survivors, the fat body quickly shuttled between the fallen monks with extremely flexible movements.
Not long.
He had eight more storage bags in his hand, and then several fireballs burned several benefactors into a pile of ashes.
Looking at the eight storage bags in his hand, he drooled unconsciously, but he was unaware of it until the saliva dripped, and he wiped it away with a wave of his sleeve.
Immediately, he circled around the elixir garden again, staring closely at the elixirs in each light mask.
This person is Jiang Fugui.
He murmured to himself in a low voice
"It seems that I am God's favorite cub. Not only do I get unexpected gains, but every time I enter the elixir garden, , all have mature foundation-building elixirs.”
“Although each level is very difficult, you can pass it in one go, and there is no need to challenge it again and compete with other monks.”< /p>
"It's a pity that I can only take one. This is more uncomfortable than killing me."
Then, with a look of pain on his face, he took one of the Foundation Establishment Pills. After replanting the seeds of Ziyangguo, the main medicine, I took a longing look at the mask full of elixirs, and then quickly passed on to Chuan.Send the formation and run.
Although he is fat, his speed is not slow at all. On the contrary, he is much faster than ordinary monks. This shows that Jiang Fugui's talent in running is quite good.
With a flash of white light, the chubby figure disappeared into the elixir garden.
At the same time.
In one place, the bloody battle room of the fifth level.
At this time, Fairy Leng exuded an icy aura. Her face was expressionless and she glanced coldly at the pale-faced black-robed monk not far away. This man was the monk from the Ghost Sect.
Originally, this demon sect monk had three ghost slaves, but he was killed by the person in front of him with one sword, and the ghost core was also chopped into pieces, completely dissipated, without even a trace of resistance. No.
Faced with a female cultivator who exuded the aura of being forbidden to strangers, he really did not have the courage to fight. Although he was also an elite disciple of the Ghost Control Sect, the opponent was so powerful that he even suspected that the opponent was an immortal sect. core disciple.
See this.
"Fellow Taoist, can you spare my life? I will give you all my harvest."
"And from now on, wherever my fellow Taoist goes, I will definitely give way to you." "
The Demon Sect disciple said uneasily, with a hint of trembling in his tone. He knew that the only chance of survival now depends on whether the other party gives it to him.
If there were not three ghost slaves
entangled him, he would have fallen under the sword of this woman.
Hear the words.
Fairy Leng opened her jade lips slightly and said one word coldly
"Death"
Seeing this.
The monk who controls the ghost gate turned pale, and then his heart trembled, his eyes filled with madness, and he held out a flag, which was exuding a trace of black mist.
He gritted his teeth, inserted the end of the flag directly into his chest, and shouted sternly
"You won't be able to live well even if I die."
Instantly.
The Demon Sect cultivator was sucked into a skeleton with the banner stuck on his chest, and his human shape could still be faintly seen, as if the skeleton was covered with a layer of skin, without any trace of flesh and blood.
He shouted hoarsely, as if he was trying his best to shout;
"Kill"
The flag flag seemed to have taken a big tonic, and in an instant it The black mist that dispersed became much thicker, and then the flag flag turned into a ghost dragon, exuding a misty black mist, and rushed towards Fairy Leng with its teeth and claws.
See this.
There was no movement on Fairy Leng's face, nor any words, but the jade sword hovering in front of her suddenly glowed with white light, and then rose into the sky, turning into a wisp of white light and slashing towards the ghost dragon.
Bang
The ghost dragon dissipated, and the banner of the flag was split into two rags by a sword and fell to the ground. The skeleton was cut into two pieces.
Then Fairy Leng reached out and made a move, and the other party's storage bag fell into her hand.
A fireball that erased all traces of itClean.
At this time, some monks obtained the elixir that they thought was enough, so they stayed in the trial room with peace of mind, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to practice.
Most of these monks are practicing in the second level trial room.
Because they know that the further they advance, the fewer the elixir gardens and the greater the chance of encountering a monk. Moreover, the third and fourth levels behind the elixir garden are simply purgatory for monks.
It was filled with elite disciples from major immortal sects and demonic sects, and there were even core disciples. They faced these monks like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, with no room for resistance.
And most of these surviving monks can survive to the end.
After all, the spiritual energy here is rich. Although it cannot be compared with taking elixir, it is still a small opportunity.
It is precisely because there is a large spiritual vein in the secret area that the spiritual energy in the trial room is so rich, and it is also a rare training place.
Even if Baiyunmen’s spiritual veins are only medium-sized spiritual veins, that’s why Baiyunmen is located there.
In the realm of immortal cultivation in the Jin Kingdom, no immortal sect is built on large spiritual veins. Even the other sects of the five countries are like this, all of which are medium-sized spiritual veins.
This shows how rare and precious large spiritual veins are.
If it were not that we could only stay here for a month, I am afraid that no monk would be willing to leave here.
But at the specified time, the mark on the wrist will disappear. If you resist the teleportation and do not leave, you will be immediately strangled by the large formation in the secret area, without any surprise.
These warnings are all written on the jade slips of the Seed Trial.
No monk dares to test his own life to see whether this statement is true or not
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