Six hundred and seventieth eight chapters after the move
Zou Kai looked at the backs of the audience in Lihuo, his eyes flickering a few times.
"Senior Brother Zou, don't be disappointed. As a great disciple of Lihuo Temple, Wen Hua can be promoted to the late stage of heaven within a thousand years. He is definitely not an easy person. His character is naturally first-class. If he loses his mind because of a few provocative words.
"Li Che walked to Zou Kai and said.
"I didn't think this move would work, it was just a joke. Having said that, although his character is strong, his qualifications are far inferior to that of Qin Gang. Even if he practices hard, he may not be the same as Hao in the future.
No fate in Tiange." Zou Kai snorted coldly.
"Speaking of which, Haotian Pavilion has not been opened for a long time." Li Che murmured, with a trace of yearning in his eyes.
"This Kunlun Sacred Ruins may be an opportunity. If you can get a quota and perform well in it, you might have a chance to be selected!" Zou Kai said confidently.
"I hope so. For now, let's just follow Brother Mo's instructions and follow the plan." Li Che said.
"It's almost time, let's go." Zou Kai nodded and said.
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Naturally, Wen Hua and others would not know about the subsequent conversation between Zou Kai and Li Che, who were now leading a group of junior brothers and sisters towards a dim valley in the distance.
As they approached the entrance of the valley, everyone was attacked by a wave of undead phantom beasts. Fortunately, they were prepared and everyone was able to deal with it easily, and no one was teleported away from the tower.
Under Wen Hua's arrangement, after everyone entered the valley, they did not rush to go deep, but rested in an open space near the entrance of the valley.
In the center of the open space, on a flat stone two to three feet in size, two disciples and Wen Hua were sitting cross-legged on the stone. The other disciples were sitting around, meditating cross-legged, and listening to the conversation of the three.
One of them has a thin face and looks to be in his forties, while the other is a dark-skinned man with a square face.
The two of them have great auras, and they are exactly two of the other three late-stage disciples in the team besides Wen Hua, Yang De and Fang Tongxi.
"I didn't expect that the people of the Three Views were colluding together. I think besides us, the other Four Views should also be suppressed in the same way." Yang De said.
"By using such a method, they are officially in opposition to the other Five Views disciples." Fang Tongxi said.
"But from the rules, we can't say what they are wrong with. I just don't know if the other brothers from the Four Views are aware of this matter." Yang De sighed.
"Based on time, I'm afraid most of the elite disciples from all sects should be concentrated on the thirteenth and fourteenth levels now. They should be able to guess something." Fang Tongxi said.
"The matter has come to this, and there is no need to say anything more. As long as we unite as one, we will definitely stand out in this trial and win as many places as possible in the Holy Market." Wen Hua, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.
The Lihuoguan disciples who had been provoked by Li Che and others had already calmed down. Now that they heard Wen Hua's words, their morale, which had been a little low, was revived.
"Senior Brother Wen is right. In short, since we have seen through the tricks of those people, we only need to be careful to guard against them. As for the other people watching, we can't control that much." Fang Tongxi said.
"Senior Brother Wen, I think this matter is a bit strange." At this moment, a pleasant and clear female voice sounded.
Everyone followed the sound and saw that it was Ximen Xue who was sitting cross-legged not far away. It was not far away from where Shi Mu Yanluo and the others were resting.
Shi Mu watched the girl Yingying stand up, and then glanced at Yanluo not far away, and saw that she was also looking over. At the same time, a cold voice sounded in his mind: "This old friend of yours is not a simple person. Previously, he
I'm afraid she might have picked up some clues when she followed us. If she dares to betray us, I wouldn't mind killing her."
"You are worrying too much. All she wants is a spot in the Holy Ruins. Moreover, she is not someone who repays kindness with enmity." Shi Mu said.
"I hope it's as you said." Yanluo said leisurely.
"Oh, Junior Sister Ximen, what did you find?" On the other side, Wen Hua looked at Ximen Xue who stood up and asked.
"You must have noticed before that the elite disciples of Qitian Temple, Zhenlei Temple and Kanshui Temple have now gathered together to act as a group, and the number of them has reached a hundred. But Shui Fengyue, Wan Hucong and Mo Qinghui...
The three of them are senior disciples, but they are not among them. Could it be that Senior Brother Wen really believed what Zou Kai said and thought that the three of them were acting alone?" Ximen Xue said with a flash of bright eyes.
As soon as he said this, the disciples around him started talking in low voices.
Wen Hua, Yang De, and Fang Tongxi looked at each other, and after pondering for a while, they said: "Junior Sister Ximen is right, this matter is indeed a bit strange. After all, the farther back the Xuan Qiong Tower goes, the more things are considered.
Individual strength, if you don’t move forward as a team, you will definitely be eliminated due to exhaustion of your true energy.”
"This trial is just to select the Holy Market quota. Just make sure it is within a hundred. You will not get any extra rewards from the sect because you rush faster and higher. Under such circumstances, those three people did such an abnormality
Every action must have a reason." Yang De said with a flash of his eyes.
"This person, Mo Qinghui, has always been full of tricks. I am afraid that he is the one who led this move to seal the passages on all levels. I am afraid that there may be other tricks, and we must guard against them." Fang Tongxi said.
Wen Hua immediately started discussing with the two of them again, while Ximen Xue sat down silently and glanced at Shi Mu intentionally or unintentionally.
The discussion lasted for another half an hour. Although everyone present agreed that Mo Qinghui and the others had some conspiracy, no substantive conclusion was reached.
Seeing that everyone was almost rested, under Wen Hua's arrangement, everyone set off again, heading towards the depths of the valley. However, due to previous concerns, the progress slowed down a lot again.
There are now less than five days until the end of the trial. As long as you work steadily and successfully climb one or two levels, you should have a high probability of getting a spot.
After all, although Qiantian Temple, Zhenlei Temple and Kanshui Temple formed a large team of more than a hundred people, which seemed more secure, their forward progress would inevitably be affected due to the speed of collecting magic beads.
In the next half day, everyone once again experienced more than ten waves of phantom beast attacks. Due to the preparations and the small scale of the phantom beasts, almost no casualties occurred, and they also fought with another eight-man team from Lihuo Temple.
After reuniting, the number of people in the team once again exceeded thirty.
At this time, except for a few people in the team, most people's Xuan Qiong Tokens were almost fully lit, so the group began to look for the space passage to the next level based on clues along the way.
More than an hour later, the Lihuo audience came to a black swamp.
Looking at it, this swamp is very wide, with some small pieces of land scattered throughout the large water area, which looks muddy.
In the dark pool, dense black algae grew, and huge black bubbles emerged from them from time to time. There was a rotten smell in the air.
On the other side of the swamp, there seemed to be a dark red mist rising, from which came waves of weak spatial fluctuations. Farther away, there was a series of gray mountains, endless from east to west.
"Yanluo, from just now, I can feel a vague force of space in the distance." Shi Mu looked at the other side of the swamp and said through sound transmission.
"The power of space?" Yanluo said via voice transmission.
"Yes, this feeling is the same as before, but this time it is more obvious. It can be felt from a long distance away, and it should be at the other end of this swamp." Shi Mu replied.
At this moment, there was an exclamation from the front of the team.
Hearing this, Shi Mu and Yan Luo quickly stepped forward.
As a result, on the swamp ground ahead, there were huge pits scattered all over, the largest of which was forty or fifty feet in size. The edges of the pits were scorched black, as if there were traces of thunder, and most of the pits had been filled with sewage.
"This is the trace of the battle with the phantom... It seems that someone has passed here." Wen Hua frowned and said after looking at it for a while.
"This level of destructive power requires at least several late-stage heavenly warriors to be able to cause it. Could it be the work of those people from Mo Qinghui and Shui Fengyue?" Fang Tongxi said.
"It's possible that the three of them have been here. It seems that we are looking in the right direction. There may be a space passage ahead, and it may have been sealed by them." Yang De seemed to have thought of something and said.
"There is no guarantee that this is not a suspicion formation they deliberately set up. Everyone should be more vigilant and form a group of three people, end to end, and enter the swamp." Wen Hua frowned and thought for a while, then said to everyone.
The disciples in the Lihuo audience responded in unison and began to form a team spontaneously.
Ximen Xue hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Shi Mu a few times, then walked slowly to his side.
Shi Mu was stunned for a moment, nodded towards him, and said nothing.
Yan Luo glanced at Ximen Xue, and a look of disgust suddenly appeared on his face. He walked to Shi Mu with a slight twist at the waist, and said, "Senior Brother Lei, we will enter the swamp soon, and I have to ask you to take care of me."
"Junior sister Lin is too modest." Shi Mu said with a smile.
After their respective teams formed, Wen Hua gave the order and everyone moved towards the center of the swamp.
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In another direction on the fourteenth level, more than thirty disciples wearing Kundi Temple robes were marching in a certain direction. The leader was a tall young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, holding a curved weapon in his hand.
The strange silver sword.
As far as these people can see, there is a continuous mountain range from west to east.
In another wasteland, the young man surnamed Yu pointed to the other end of the wasteland and said something to the short man surnamed Huo next to him. Then the two of them led less than thirty people, mainly disciples of Xunfeng Temple, behind them.
The team headed towards the end of the wasteland, toward a mountain range.
On the other side of the mountain range, a young Taoist nun with a high bun was leaning over to explore a huge hole in the ground.
This person is Kong Youyue, the great disciple of Genshan Temple.
A short-haired young man holding a black stick in his hand was waiting quietly aside.
Behind the two men, more than ten disciples of Genshan Temple and Duize Temple were mixed together, forming a team of more than thirty people, sitting cross-legged and meditating to adjust their breath.
After a while, the young Taoist nun straightened up, pointed the purple curved blade forward in her hand, and said something to the short-haired young man beside her.
The short-haired young man looked forward along the angle of the purple curved blade, his eyes flashed, and he nodded.