In the Seventh Temple, the Seventh Saint Ed looked in the direction of Storm Cliff.
After a while, the old man with a beard walked into the hall, bowed and said: "The Thirteenth Saint, the Fifteenth Saint, the Twentieth Saint, the Twenty-seventh Saint, and more than a hundred people with outstanding strength.
The trial apprentices all took that route. The eldest lady will be intercepted before she can reach Storm Cliff."
"Okay." Ed nodded: "Go back and keep an eye on her, respond at any time, and make sure to ensure Lolita's safety."
"Please rest assured, the eldest lady may not even be able to pass the first level."
The old man with a sharp beard retreated, and Ed sighed quietly.
A mere saint is not in line with your status. If you didn't want to fight for Donnel's White Jade Tianchi for a year, how could you agree to let you participate in some saint trials? It's enough to let you be willful for the past few years.
It's time to go back...
Ed then thought of Ye Ze again, a haze flashed in his eyes.
Child of Destiny? A joke! Can a vague prophecy determine the future of the continent? The First Saint is confused. I want to see what will happen if Child of Destiny dies in the trial.
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In the first temple, the first saint sat with his eyes closed, and there was no one in the main hall.
Suddenly, a breeze seemed to blow through the hall, and an old man in white robe appeared in the hall.
"Rupert, it's rare for you to come to my place." The First Saint slowly opened his eyes.
"Ed is making trouble there, you can sit still, but I, the third saint, cannot sit still." Rupert, the third saint, had an angry look on his face: "The trial of a saint is not someone's game. You are afraid of it.
I am not afraid of the tomb-keepers."
"The Tomb Guards family has extraordinary heritage, but this is not the reason why I tolerate Ed." The First Saint was not angry and said calmly: "The prophecy is only half, and no one knows what the second half is. In the face of unknown crises, Da
Snow Mountain needs to undergo more cruel training. Ed's existence can help select the people we really need."
"That prophecy..." Rupert was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "To be honest, I don't completely believe it."
"My opinion is the same as yours." The First Saint smiled slightly: "But since the Son of Destiny has appeared, he can help us confirm it. If he can stand out in this trial, it means that the credibility of the prophecy is very high.
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"There are many strong people gathered in the Saint Trial, and the gold level is average. In addition, with Ed's behind-the-scenes actions, it will be good if he can save his life." Rupert complained for a few words, then added: "If he can really create
Miracle, whether he is the child of destiny or not, I will compensate him."
The First Saint smiled half-heartedly and said, "Use him to suppress Ed?"
"You also said that the Holy Land needs more cruel training." Rupert's figure disappeared, and his voice echoed in the hall: "Since you allow Ed to exist, what does it matter if there is another me..."
The hall fell into silence again. The first saint sighed quietly and murmured in a self-deprecating tone: "Saint? Haha, he is also a mortal after all..."
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Under the storm cliff, in front of a bottomless abyss, Ye Ze and Lolita stood side by side, both with tangled expressions on their faces.
"Damn Snake, he said there is a bridge, how can he call this a bridge!" Ye Ze yelled as he looked at the few thin threads between the mountain stream that was at least five to six hundred meters wide.
"The content of the trial is adjusted every year. In the past, there were bridges, and last year there were chains." Lolita explained: "Now those are ice silk, which is very strong and can bear weight no problem."
Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew, and the thin silk threads rippled in the wind, as if someone could move a skipping rope.
Lolita shrank her neck and stuck out her tongue.
Ice silk is extremely tough and difficult to damage with swords. You don't have to worry about it breaking if you step forward. But now, the silk is soft and soft across the grand canyon. It is difficult to maintain balance when walking up normally, let alone the raging wind.
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Ye Ze looked around and saw that there were many people in the same predicament as them.
According to Snake, there are all such mountain streams around Storm Cliff. Moreover, because this is the periphery, the supervisors with dark gold level strength can see that the trial apprentices are prohibited from using beast monsters to assist. If you want to think about this
Guan must rely on its own strength.
One of the trial apprentices seemed to have an idea. He tore off a few pieces of fabric from his clothes and wrapped his hands as if he was preparing to climb over.
When Lolita saw it, she couldn't help but blurted out in shock: "Don't..."
Before he finished speaking, the apprentice had already jumped down and suddenly grabbed a silk thread...
"ah……"
The apprentice screamed in agony, and several of his fingers were cut off by the silk along with the cloth covering the grain, and his body fell into the abyss.
Fortunately, the guardian of the apprentice was already prepared and quickly summoned Kong Yu, flying to catch him.
Although he saved his life, these two people also lost their qualifications for the trial.
Seeing that the man was rescued, Lolita breathed a sigh of relief and complained a little: "When ice silk meets the cold wind, it will become sharper than a knife blade. Fortunately, he is still an apprentice in the Snow Mountain, so he is so reckless..."
"A bunch of idiots who overestimate their capabilities!"
At this moment, a voice full of disdain sounded.
Everyone looked and saw more than twenty trial apprentices walking over. The one walking at the front was a young man in his early thirties. He walked forward with his hands behind his back, looking aloof. He glanced at the apprentice who had lost his finger, and then
It was a cold snort.
"The Thirty-sixth Saint, Norville." Someone immediately recognized the man.
An apprentice who followed Nowell said flatteringly: "They are all unworthy guys. How can they compare with big brother Nowell."
Lolita seemed to be disgusted with it. She glared and said angrily: "Norwell, who do you think is a fool?!"
"Lolita?" When he saw Lolita, Nowell stopped and smiled unnaturally: "It turns out to be Lolita. I didn't expect that we chose the same route."
"You're so arrogant after not seeing me for a few days. What's so big about being the last saint..." Lolita had no intention of giving Norwell any trouble. Plus, she was in a bad mood, so she was scolded.
Norvell's expression was a little stiff, and he snorted in a pretentious manner, and walked quickly to the edge of the cliff, almost as if he was escaping. The group of followers did not dare to look at Lolita, and followed him swarm behind.
Yeze glanced at Novel and his followers curiously.
Before setting off, Ye Ze did his homework and got to know the saint Nowell.
In the last Saints' strength, Norvell was still at the silver level. Later, he got lucky and became the 36th person to reach the top. After obtaining the Saints qualification, Norvell voluntarily gave up the ranking competition. After a year of training
I finally broke through and am now at the beginning of gold level.
In addition to being cruel, the Saints' Trials also have a lot of contingency. That's why a large number of Silver-level apprentices participate in the Saints' Trials every year, many of whom want to try their luck like Nowell.
During the trial, although saints are not allowed to have their own guardians, the Holy Land does not interfere with the free formation of apprentices. For different purposes, temporary small groups formed by saints and apprentices are allowed to exist.
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Snake told Yeze about these things, and Yeze had also thought about them. With Lolita's energy, it is not difficult to form such a team. But for some reason, no one is willing to team up with Lolita. Lolita's
He also has a stubborn temper. As long as the other party shows a polite refusal, he will not ask deeply and turn around and leave angrily. Norwell is also one of the people who rejected Lolita. But just before, he still wanted to talk to Lolita for nothing.
Rita's condom relationship.
These strange situations are also the reason why Yeze suspects Ed.
But what Yeze is thinking about now is not this, but wondering how Nowell and his followers can cross this mountain stream.
After Nowell and his followers reached the edge of the cliff, they all took out a pair of gloves from their arms and put them on, and rolled up their trouser legs.
"Follow closely. If you fall, you can summon the beast monsters to save yourself. I can't take care of you." Novel instructed.
All the followers thanked the boss for his concern and said they would not hold him back.
Sensing Ye Ze's gaze, Novel turned his head and glanced with a disdainful expression, jumped up high and headed straight for the canyon.
Amid the exclamations, Norvell grabbed a piece of silk thread and wrapped his legs around it.
Then, like a monkey, he quickly climbed along the silk thread towards the storm cliff.
The wind was howling, and Nowell's body was rippling in the canyon. His calves and ankles were tightly clamped on the silk thread, vaguely bringing out strings of sparks.
Others also jumped onto the silk thread one after another. Although they were not as fast as Nowell, they all climbed steadily along the silk thread to the other side.
Looking at the gauntlets and leggings those people wore, Ye Ze frowned.
Even the leg and hand guards made of fine steel couldn't stop them from climbing like this. There was something weird about those protective gears.
"Damn it, why didn't I think of that?" Lolita stamped her feet and said regretfully, "I have several pairs of gauntlets and leggings made of Star Iron."
"Star Iron?!" Yeze was stunned. No wonder it could block the ice silk. The Holy Land of Snow Mountain is really rich.
Star iron is a very tough metal and is a good material for making weapons. Weapons that are refined into magic sealing devices basically contain star iron. The value of hand guards and leg guards made of star iron can be imagined
And know.
If fighting was not prohibited before crossing the canyon, Ye Ze would have knocked down a few of them and grabbed two others.
Yeze asked Lolita: "Didn't the Seventh Saint remind you anything?"
Lolita shook her head and said, "Except for the map, Grandpa Ed didn't say anything."
"What a great grandpa Ed..." Yeze sneered: "It's really the right thing to change the route."
"What?" Lolita didn't know why.
"Nothing." Subconsciously, Yeze didn't want the naive Lolita to be exposed to too much darkness.
Watching those people crawling to the opposite side one after another, Yeze became more and more calm compared to Lolita who was anxious to get angry. His calm eyes kept looking around. When he glanced at a raised rock in the distance, Yeze
His eyes flickered, as if he had an idea.
"Lolita, lend me your ice silk." Ye Ze said.
"It's okay to give it to you..." Lolita took off the four rings on her right hand and handed them to Ye Ze, wondering: "But what's the use of this?"
"I have an idea, let's give it a try." Yeze took it and put the ring on his finger.
Lolita's ring has a hidden buckle, which can be worn regardless of the thickness of the finger. When used, it is stimulated with Yuan power to shoot out the silk hidden inside.
Yeze tried Lolita's silk, and then walked towards the huge rock, with Lolita following behind in confusion.
After walking under the rock, Yeze looked into the canyon. About ten meters to the side, a silk thread was floating in the wind.
Ye Ze raised his right hand, and a ray of white light shot out and became entangled with the silk thread below. Then he flicked his wrist and pulled up the silk thread below.
The silk thread in the mountain stream was fixed in the crevice of the rock below. It seemed to be stuck in it by something, and it was extremely strong. Yeze pulled it several times, but it did not break.
Ye Ze raised his head and glanced at the huge rock next to him. The rock was extremely huge, seven or eight meters high.
Ye Ze shook the silk in his hand, wrapped it around the rock, and then pulled it away with force...
With a clicking sound, the silk sank into the rocks, and the silk in the mountain stream was also pulled up and tightened.
Yeze took off the silk ring, fixed it, and then smiled at Lolita:
"Want to play ropeway?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site) and give rewards. Your support is my biggest motivation.)