At the same time, Tang Junhou, who had been hanging at the city gate for several days and nights, was finally released. This was what Xia Qingfan had promised before. As long as he could hold on for three days, the previous matter would not be investigated.
"I'm not dead yet, Xiyi, I'm not dead yet." As soon as my feet stepped onto the ground, Tang Junhou hugged Tang Xiyi and cried loudly.
Over the past three days, he didn't know how much suffering he suffered or torture he suffered, but these were secondary. The most terrifying thing was the Netherworld Sandstorm, hanging on the high flagpole, every time the wind blew, the clouds moved,
He was so scared that his whole body was trembling, fearing that the Netherworld Sandstorm would fall on his head. However, his luck was pretty good. The Netherworld Sandstorm passed by several times, but never fell on him.
Just recalling the pain and inner suffering he suffered these days, he still felt like he had a nightmare, a nightmare that he would never want to remember again for the rest of his life.
"Young Master, Lord Gong is still waiting for us. Let's go back first." Tang Xiyi wiped his sad tears and helped Tang Junhou up.
"Master Gong?" Tang Junhou didn't expect that Gong Yuanhong was still waiting for him so late, and he felt moved.
"Thanks to Lord Gong, the things that the young master told me were done smoothly. I have convinced 123 saints, all of whom were strong, and one of them even reached the ninth level of the Soul Saint." Tang Xiyi
He said with emotion. If it weren't for Gong Yuanhong's promised Xuanxin Pill, how could he have recruited such a master?
"Okay, okay, this time, I will make Gu Fenghua never stand up and let her kneel in front of me and shake her tail and beg for mercy." Tang Junhou said gritting his teeth.
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There was nothing to say all night, and the sound of the horn sounded, and everyone left the room and hurried towards the door of the inn. Such an opportunity was only once in a lifetime, and no one dared to miss the time.
Soon, the entrance of the inn was crowded with people, and it was crowded with people. Gu Fenghua then realized that the number of people in this trial was as high as thousands. But it was not surprising that the Tianji Continent was vast, with a total of 300 large and small.
In many countries, on average, more than ten people were selected from each country to participate in the Wuji Trial, and there were thousands of people together.
"The time is almost over, let me do it." Xia Qingfan had already been waiting outside the door, and said with a rough look at the number of people, then walked towards the Netherworld Sand Sea outside the city.
Everyone lined up behind him, their faces full of excitement and expectation, and they were also confused: Until now, they still don’t know what the trial is, and they will never wander around the Netherworld Sand Sea. Peaceful
Even if you return, you have passed the trial? But anyway, you will be going to participate in the trial soon, and you will have your own answers, so no one will ask too much.
A red sun slowly rose, covering the vast sea of sand with a layer of fiery red color. But strangely, when bathing in it, everyone did not feel much warmth, and stepped on the thin yellow sand step by step
Moving forward, a little inexplicable coldness rose in their hearts.
"The convenience in front is the Netherworld Sand Sea, which is your place of trial." Finally, Xia Qingfan stopped, picked up a piece of gravel from the ground, and threw it towards the boundless desert in front of him.
"Bang!" There was nothing in front of me, but the gravel thrown out seemed to hit an invisible wall and instantly broke into pieces.
Only then did everyone realize that there was already a space barrier in the Netherworld Sand Sea in front of them.