When Zhao Feng rushed back, the storage cabinet's persistence formation had automatically repaired a few points.
The gray hatching egg lies quietly in the cabinet, motionless, and has accumulated the atmosphere of long time.
Thousands of years have passed, and even now, there are still very weak fluctuations of life in the mysterious gray egg.
"Give me another five days!"
Zhao Feng took a deep breath and his eyes were as sharp as lightning, as if he was trying to hatch an egg to get a glimpse of the true meaning.
Every collection in the collection room is of no small importance. Some of the collected magical weapons are basically of spiritual level and are extremely valuable.
This hatching egg that has survived for more than 10,000 years is collected here. What kind of rare and exotic species have been bred?
All signs indicate that this hatching egg is unusual.
Canopy! Canopy!
Zhao Feng activated "Wind and Thunder Palm" and launched attacks again and again against the defensive formation of the collection cabinet. The rhythm was neither fast nor slow.
According to his estimate, it would take another five days to break through the formation. Because of the previous delay, the formation automatically repaired a lot. Once there is no continuous attack, the repair speed will become faster and faster.
Among the only three people left on Tianjing Island, Zhao Feng is still the easiest one.
now.
Both Yanggan and Beimo are being hunted and killed without a moment's respite.
in.
Bei Mo was even chased by two black iron giant monsters, whose figures shuttled around Tianjing Island, very busy.
Even in this situation, Bei Mo looked solemn and showed no trace of panic.
Bei Mo has a green gourd hanging on his chest and is wearing a strange "gold-green cicada suit." A pair of bó-wings extend from his back, and his body is like a dragonfly, shuttling through various complex environments.
In difficult moments, Beimo would take off the green gourd and take a sip of the nectar.
"This 'Bitian Spiritual Liquid' is really magical. It can replenish vitality and nourish the human body's vital functions."
The corners of Bei Mo's mouth curled up, and his smile showed confidence and composure.
Bitian Spiritual Liquid is a legendary rare spiritual liquid. No matter how serious the injury is, as long as you still have a breath, you can heal instantly by taking a sip of this spiritual liquid.
This spiritual liquid is different from ordinary elixirs, it can replenish the most original vitality.
Beimo drinks a small sip of spiritual liquid every half day to feel energetic and rejuvenated.
In contrast, the most miserable person is Yang Gan.
Zhao Feng was the most relaxed, killing the second black iron monster and digging for treasures safely.
Secondly, Beimo can at least handle the pursuit calmly.
And Yang Qian, real power, spirit, vitality... various states are on the verge of exhaustion.
The second black iron giant monster had a speed that was comparable to the fourth level of extraordinary beings as soon as it appeared. Two days later, its speed was basically as fast as that of the fifth level of extraordinary beings.
Time passes quickly.
The thirteenth day of the pursuit, the thirty-first day of the trial.
"It should be more than a month ago..."
The consciousness of the Yang Gan is almost blurred, the mental and physical strength has reached the limit in all aspects, and the vitality is even more overdrawn.
He had the intention to go to the Tower Forest and try his old trick again, but failed.
The monster king, after killing the last black iron monster, was also injured and his vitality was severely damaged. He didn't know where he hid.
Fuluan Palace.
The thirty-second day of trial.
Buzz!
The blue light door flashed, and a tired figure appeared at the entrance of the steps.
"Fuck it!"
The Great Elder let out a low cry, leaving an overlapping shadow on the spot. The real body had already arrived in front of Yang Gan, and a surging and gentle "power of the true spirit" merged into his body.
The "True Spirit Realm" level has undergone seven transformations and has become the "True Spirit" life level. The true power in the body is also undergoing transformation, and it has the spiritual vitality to turn decay into magic.
It is precisely because of this that the lifespan of the True Spirit Realm can reach three hundred years, which is an unimaginable level for ordinary people.
"He is in a state of overdraft of vitality."
Grandma June handed over a valuable elixir.
After a while.
Some color returned to Yang Qian's face, and he said with difficulty: "Master, how many days have I persisted?"
In the last few days, his consciousness was blurred, and it is not clear how he was eliminated in the end.
"Thirty-two days, the time you persisted in the trial is as long as Elder Yunhai back then."
The great elder said with a smile.
During the trial, he persisted for more than a month. Looking at the past hundred years, apart from Zhenren Yunhai, no one else could be found.
Hearing this, Yang Qian felt somewhat regretful.
After all, he didn't break Yunhai Zhenren's record.
Even if he persisted for more than a month, Master Yunhai had more days than him. Even if he had one more day, he would still be better than him.
"By the way, Qian'er, what were your final results and opportunities?"
The great elder looked slightly expectant.
The essence of the Fuluan trial is to gain more opportunities.
The better the test score, the greater the opportunity.
"The disciple has obtained a total of 457 trial points."
When Yang Qian reported this result, he was somewhat proud.
The sect leader and several elders also nodded frequently with appreciation on their faces.
Yang Qian is worthy of being the number one disciple in the trial, and his performance far exceeds the first place in recent years.
In terms of opportunities and gains, Yang Qian got a mortal-level and top-grade magic weapon. In addition, in terms of skills, secrets, and magical artifacts, he was better than Lin Fan and others before him.
"The ultimate divine weapon! Not bad, not bad! Our sect's strength has increased a bit."
"Looking at the last ten sessions, apart from Junior Brother Yunhai, no one has received the ultimate divine weapon."
Several elders were very surprised by this.
In the Xiaoyue Sect, generally only elder-level figures possess the best divine weapons, and their power is second only to the spiritual-level divine weapons.
Yang Qian got the best magic weapon, but he couldn't control it. He dedicated it to the sect, made great achievements, and received certain compensation...
"Qian'er's performance is gratifying. This level of achievement is second only to Junior Brother Yunhai in the past century."
Elder Xue said with a smile.
Yang Qian felt somewhat disappointed.
The number of days he persisted and the results of the trial were only second to Master Yunhai, and he failed to break the highest record in the past century.
"I remember, Junior Brother Bei seems to be still in the trial..."
Yang Qian said unsurely.
When it came to Beimo, he felt somewhat helpless.
This super genius's luck in the trial was not generally good, it was simply a matter of great luck.
In the third level, Yang Qian was teleported near a group of monsters, where they fought hard, which was extremely unlucky.
Bei Mo, on the other hand, teleported directly to the entrance of the ancient ruins garden and got a great opportunity. His cultivation strength skyrocketed and he obtained several treasures.
So much so that Beimo was able to cope with being chased by two black iron giant monsters.
Even Zhao Feng did not have such good luck and was directly teleported in front of a great opportunity.
The Fuluan Trial is a competition of strength, but it is also a time to compete in character and luck.
In the face of opportunities, luck is even more important than strength. Not to mention a super genius like Bei Mo who has both strength and luck.
"Oh? How is Beimo doing now?"
Master Yunhai looked interested and slightly expectant.
Yang Qian didn't hide anything and gave an overview of Beimo's situation.
After listening.
The five True Spirit Realm experts looked at each other. They didn't expect Beimo to be so powerful. He could still deal with two black iron giant monsters at the same time.
"Nephew Bei Mo, I'm afraid he has great luck, otherwise he wouldn't have such an opportunity. Perhaps this luck will also promote the rise of our 'Xiaoyue Sect'."
Xiaoyue Sect Master's eyebrows were filled with joy and fascination.
Judging from the current situation, Beimo's trial results will definitely surpass those of Yunhai Zhenren and break the record set in the past century.
"Junior brother Yunhai, congratulations on acquiring a genius with excellent luck and qualifications.
Elder Xue and others congratulated Master Yunhai.
Looking at the history of the mainland, among the legendary powers, which one is not blessed with great fortune?
There is even a saying in the sect world that you can not have extraordinary qualifications, but you cannot have luck.
The "Crimson Moon Cult Leader" who shocked the past and present of that generation had average qualifications but great luck. He obtained the "Crimson Moon Heritage", one of the four major heritages in the mainland. Compared with the long and mysterious "Four Heritages" in the mainland, Fuluan
Trials are as insignificant as the difference between a grain of rice and a bright moon.
This shows the importance of luck.
Undoubtedly, Bei Mo has this tendency. Not only does he seem to be blessed with luck, but he also has extraordinary qualifications.
"No! There seems to be another person besides Bei Mo during the trial."
Master Yunhai suddenly spoke.
The great elder frowned and fell into thought.
There is another person!
Several elders were startled, and after thinking about it carefully, after excluding the trial disciples who had been eliminated, and excluding Bei Mo, there really was one person.
"It's that kid..."
Elder Xue frowned.
"Is there another person?" Yang Qian was shocked and looked a little embarrassed: "Elder Zuo said that besides Bei Mo, there is another person who is not out."
Hearing the news, he was shocked.
Could it be that in the trial, apart from Bei Mo, was there anyone who surpassed me?
That's it for Bei Mo. As a super genius and blessed with great luck, he has no choice but to lose.
"Qian'er, did you find any trace of Zhao Feng in the third level?"
The great elder asked solemnly.
He had a bad feeling in his heart...
"Junior Brother Zhao?"
Yang Qian was slightly startled. He didn't expect that person to be Zhao Feng. He muttered: "Since entering the third level, the disciple has never found any trace of him."
As soon as these words came out, the great elder's expression changed slightly. Could it be...
Elder Xue's eyes were a little gloating, and Master Yunhai's mouth was slightly mocking.
Grandma June and others all had thoughtful expressions.
In the Floating Mountain Trial, in addition to clearing the level and being eliminated, there is a third situation, which is death.
Real death!
Although the Fuluan Trial is a place where the righteous path is tested, it cannot completely guarantee the life of the tester.
In previous floating mountains trials, there were relatively few casualties, but they were considered normal.
Not long after.
The great elder called over Quan Chen, Lin Fan, Ran Xiaoyuan and others who had passed the level before.
"I only met Junior Brother Zhao before the chase."
Lin Fan replied.
Ran Xiaoyuan and Liu Yue'er's answers were the same.
It seems that Zhao Feng has disappeared since the pursuit began, with no whereabouts at all...
The answers from several people were basically the same.
In addition, in the end, even Yang Qian found no trace of Zhao Feng, and the truth of the matter seemed to have surfaced.
The great elder took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said no more.
Most of the people present could only mourn for Zhao Feng in silence. Among them, Ran Xiaoyuan's bright eyes turned red and she looked intolerable.
Lin Fan was the only one with a strange look on his face. Thinking of Zhao Feng's calm and controlling attitude since the trial, he felt that things were not that simple...
Floating Mountain Trial.
Thirty-three days.
Mansion, collection room.
Bang!
The extremely dim white light was shattered instantly.
The protective formation of the collection cabinet was finally broken.
Zhao Feng showed a hint of excitement and fatigue, and instantly grabbed the gray and mysterious hatching egg.