Yuan Yan, black light intertwined and flashed, and rumbling explosions were made from time to time, which was extremely fierce and harsh.

But within a breath, the menacing black light was defeated.

It was turned back into nothingness by Yuanyan.

The surrounding sand and fog were also burned to ashes, and the vision with the naked eye became extremely clear.

"Make a fire!"

Relying on his profound knowledge of fire and vitality rules, Chen Ping pointed towards the dense ashes ahead.

"Wow!"

Hot flames rose from everywhere, getting more and more fierce, and finally turned into a hundred-foot arrow, aiming at a vague black figure and piercing it.

In the blink of an eye, the flames were raging, and the black sand and mist were shattered into pieces and completely dissipated.

After the arrow hit the black shadow, with a painful beast roar, the black sand that struck everywhere disappeared immediately.

Seeing the "sneak attacker" fall down, Chen Ping took one step at a time, escaped to the top of the black shadow, and cast his gaze down.

Where the Yuan Yan was wrapped, there lay an ugly black sand loach that was sixteen to seventy feet long.

The skin is pitted, exposing holes of different sizes.

On the head, a small flesh ball raised slightly.

"Witch Beast!"

For the sake of caution, Chen Ping conjured up a magical palm and fished it down, photographing the dead loach from the air.

His spiritual consciousness swept through his body, revealing a strange look on his face.

Then, he forced out a ball of black and yellow energy from the meridians of the loach's body.

"This is the witchcraft power of the Witch God Clan"

Before Chen Ping could ask, Qi Ling was already surprised.

Witch power is equivalent to the spiritual power of the human race.

As expected, the witch beasts in the Heavenly Witch Dojo are a new race that was eroded by the power of witchcraft.

"This kind of wizard beast with little intelligence can't even

I can’t understand the power of rules.”

"The black sand that just attacked me is more likely to be the innate magical power of the monster."

Holding the loach in his hand, Chen Fu studied it.

The realm of this witch beast is not high.

Approximately between the early and middle stages of the seventh level.

Thanks to the blessing of irregular power, his abilities are also ordinary.

Any monk who enters can be easily strangled.

"The individual strength of a wizard beast is far inferior to 99% of creatures of the same level."

Chen Ping secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In the Tianwu Dojo, there is a constant stream of shamanic beasts that attack people whenever they see them.

It is said that former searchers even encountered wizard beasts at the level of a great sage!

Fortunately, the wizard beast is of low strength, so even if he encounters an eighth-level being, he still has the means to escape calmly.

"Xiao Zhong, is this the trial valley of the Witch God Clan?"

After solving the hidden danger, Chen Ping asked.

"Left to the right.

Qi Ling pointed out.

Hearing this, Chen Ping's fins curled up behind his back, and his figure disappeared in a blur.

The next moment, he appeared again from the faint white light.

A huge mountain stone monument towers into the sky.

This blue stone monument is so huge that when you look up from the bottom, you have the illusion that you can't see the end of it.

The surface is crystal clear.

Countless thick silver words are looming.

The characters are of different sizes, either engraved individually or connected in a row.

"This is?"

Chen Ping's eyes changed, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"Master, do you also know the Witch Clan Xiuzhenwen?"

Qi Ling said in surprise.

Before the Great Destruction, the more powerful the race, the more complete its inheritance was.

Just like the Witch God Clan, they not only have a unique cultivation system, but also created a glorious racial culture.

"What is written on the stone tablet? I don't understand it very well."

Immediately, Chen Ping said in an angry voice.

"Then by acting like you understand, are you pretending to be used to it?

After the weapon spirit was startled, he quickly said, "This is the Trial Valley stone tablet. The silver patterns on it are almost all the names of the younger members of the Witch God Clan."

"The trials of the Witch God Clan are extremely cruel!"

"From the same batch of testers, 10 out of 100 will be chosen, and the remaining 90% will be stepping stones."

"During the trial, every time someone dies, their name will be scratched off the stone tablet."

There are trial grounds for basically every race.

Chen Ping was not surprised.

"Before the inheritance of the Witch God Clan was annihilated, they actually organized a trial for the juniors."

"Look at it this way, the annihilation of the Witch God Clan was instantaneous, and even the sixteen ancestors of the Witch God were caught off guard!"

The weapon spirit was startled and muttered.

Several of the great leaders of the Witch God Clan are all half-immortals who have passed through the Five Decline Realm.

Coupled with the defense of the dojo, it would be difficult for the True Immortal to come in person and wipe out such a powerful race in one blow.

"We're not here for archeology."

Speaking calmly, Chen Ping took out a magical treasure from the Taihe bottle.

With a flick of his finger, he shot it into a jade pillar door hole behind the stone tablet.

After a moment, he took back the intact spiritual treasure and his expression relaxed slightly.

Listening to Qi Lingyan, the Valley of Trials used to be a forbidden area.

Powerful restrictions are placed layer upon layer.

Obviously, because it has been so long, the power of the restriction has been exhausted.

After some experiments, Chen Ping flew into the valley cautiously.

…

At this moment, in a suspended space in a corner of Tianwu Dojo.

Scanning from the outside, there is no sign of this space.

However, everything inside is real.

A handsome and handsome swordsman in Taoist robes floated in the air with a gloomy expression.

"He Ling

The information on Quanxian Palace is completely inconsistent! Where is this area?"

After his expression changed several times, he immediately grabbed his Dantian with one hand.

Then, a gray light flashed in the palm of his hand, and a simple gray sword appeared.

As soon as the sword appeared, the surrounding space trembled.

"cut!"

The sword cultivator in Taoist robes gave a low shout, and immediately trembled with his long sword, lightly slashing towards the void area above.

"Boom!"

The next breath, the whole world was darkened.
To be continued...