Cheng Buzheng looked at the two puppets full of energy in front of him, and thought.
He then disappeared.
At the same time, Puppet No. 2 cast a spell with both hands and disappeared after one breath.
At this time, there was only the figure of Puppet No. 1 in the trial, and it was walking towards the door with the word 'War'.
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.
Arriving at the end of the passage, Puppet No. 1 cast several spells in succession, and then launched out the Six Mysterious Shields, turning into six shields surrounding it. He held three small swords upside down in his hands, ready to be used at any time.
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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 were no monks.
Immediately, Puppet No. 1 cast another spell, and after one breath.
The bloody battle room became empty again.
Just as Cheng Buzheng was waiting for his opponent to appear, his one of the few friends, Jiang Fugui, experienced a very different experience from his.
The third level is in a certain elixir garden.
An extremely 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 after.
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 none other than 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, there are mature foundation-building elixirs."
"Although each level is very difficult to pass, you can pass it in one go. There is no need to challenge it again and compete with other monks."
"What a pity! I can only take one, which is more uncomfortable than killing me."
Then, with a look of pain on his face, he took a Purple Yang Fruit, the main medicine of the Foundation Establishment Pill, and replanted the seeds. He glanced at the mask full of elixirs with nostalgia, and then quickly moved towards the teleportation array.
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.
In a flash of white light, the chubby figure disappeared into the elixir garden.
at the same time.
In one place, the bloody battle room in 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 Control 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.
Faced with a female cultivator who exuded the aura of being forbidden to strangers, he really didn't 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 she was the core disciple of the Immortal Sect.
See this.
"Fellow Taoist, can you spare my life? I can give you all my harvest."
"And from now on, wherever my fellow Taoist goes, I will definitely stay a hundred miles away."
The Demon Sect disciple said anxiously, with a hint of trembling in his tone. He knew that the only chance to survive now depended on whether the other party gave it to him.
If it weren't for the entanglement of three ghost slaves, he would have fallen to this woman's sword long ago.
Hear the words.
Fairy Leng opened her jade lips slightly and said one word coldly:
"die!"
See this.
The monk who controlled the Ghost Sect turned pale, and then his heart trembled, his eyes filled with madness, and he held out a flag, with traces of black mist exuding from the flag.
He gritted his teeth, inserted the end of the flag directly into his chest, and shouted:
"If I die, you won't be able to feel better."
moment.
The Demon Sect monk had the banner stuck on his chest and was sucked into a skeleton. He could still vaguely see the human shape, as if the skeleton was covered with a layer of skin, without any trace of flesh and blood.
He shouted hoarsely, as if with all his strength;
"kill!"
The flag flag seemed to have taken a big tonic, and the black mist it emitted instantly became much thicker. 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 it rose into the sky, turning into a wisp of white light and slashing towards the ghost dragon.
'boom!'
The ghost dragon dissipated, and the banner of the flag was split into two rags by a sword and fell to the ground. The jade sword cut the non-human-shaped skeleton into two pieces with its remaining power.
Then, Fairy Leng reached out and made a move, and the other person's storage bag fell into her hand.
A fireball wiped out all traces of it.
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 smaller the elixir garden will be, and the greater the chance of encountering a monk. Moreover, the third and fourth levels behind the elixir garden are simply purgatory for monks.
Inside were elite disciples from major immortal sects and demonic sects, and there were even core disciples. Facing these monks, they were 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 world of Jin Kingdom's Immortal Cultivation, no immortal sect built on a large spiritual vein, even the other five kingdoms' sects were all like this, they were all medium-sized spiritual veins.
This shows how rare and precious large spiritual veins are.
If it weren't for the fact that we could only stay here for a month, I'm afraid 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 strangled by the large formation in the secret area immediately, without any surprise.
These warnings are all engraved on the jade slips of the Seed Trial.
No monk dares to put his own life to the test. Is this statement true or false?
Of course, there are also monks who do not believe in evil. When the secret realm opens next time, these monks will never come out again!