So Yu Ling, who was the last to enter, took the lead, attracting a group of Fire Refining Sect disciples with malicious curses, cursing him to hurry to the gate keeper and send him to death.

But if you put aside the objective evaluation of negative emotions, Yu Ling's smooth movement among the flickering pillars of fire is indeed a pleasing picture, at least no one present can do this.

It was also at this moment that everyone suddenly discovered that the three systems still have something in common.

"Trouble ...... aside"

Guang Qianqian rushed over panting, even if it was a blood condensation martial artist, it was not easy to rush from Lingmeng Mountain to the entrance of Tianyan Demon Prison without stopping.

In fact, Guang Qianqian is still a little confused, she just encountered a bottleneck a few days ago, so she closed it for a week, and broke through to the late stage of blood coagulation in one go, when she was in high spirits, suddenly a friend told her to hurry up and go to Tianyan Demon Prison to see the excitement, and several personal disciples were dispatched.

Guang Qianqian never thought that Yuling was one of the protagonists of this hilarious scene, so she didn't believe that the young soul master who was as cold as ice would be angered by a few words and come to participate in such a boring competition.

However, after inquiring about the trouble, Guang Qianqian also had a trace of doubt, because this matter clearly revealed a strange meaning, Bu Chu and Miao Zhe have been dead for more than two months, why was it calm before, but it took so long to start tossing?

They may or may not know the inside story, but no matter what, it is definitely a sure-fire business to consolidate their prestige again with such a winning competition.

Perhaps only Guang Qianqian firmly believes that Yuling will definitely be able to break through three levels in a row, or even four, five, six, or seven levels.

In her distraction, Yu Ling had already broken out of the dense pillar of fire and came to a wide platform.

It was at this time that the gatekeepers descended from the sky without warning.

Yu Ling didn't know it was a gatekeeper at first, because no matter how you look at it, this thing is an ordinary big stone, the kind that can be seen everywhere in the deep mountains.

Even the way it came out was smashed straight from above, faintly with a meteorite-like whistling sound.

As the soul power scattered around his body fed back the arrival of danger in advance, Yu Ling suddenly stopped, drew his long knife and slashed diagonally upward.

"Whew-"

The hard stubborn stone was unmoved, only a spark was scratched, and Yu Ling knew that if he attacked like this a few more times, his knife would be scrapped.

He simply dropped the long knife, his figure flickered, and easily dodged the stubborn stone's rampage again, but the stone seemed to have eyes, completely contrary to the common sense of mechanics, and continued to chase after Yu Ling.

So in the next half minute, the disciples of the Fire Refining Sect gloated and watched Yu Ling dodge back and forth, several times he was in danger, and he was almost hit by a stubborn stone, and at least his whole body would be fractured.

But a shrill voice suddenly sounded in the crowd: "What are you laughing at, are you all idiots, he is just looking for a suitable angle to launch a counterattack, are you blind?"

Of course, it was not Guang Qianqian who spoke, she didn't have the courage to offend everyone for no reason.

Everyone's eyes moved away from the mirror, looked at the speaker unpleasantly, and then, as if burning their eyes, hurriedly lowered their heads.

It was a woman in a long green dress, with an average appearance, but the heavy makeup was quite charming, and her small eyes often glowed with a compelling cold light, which made people chill all over.

It's actually the "poisonous scorpion" Liao Bingyi?

Guang Qianqian was a little surprised, but she didn't expect this excitement to alarm such a big person, Zhan Qingyi is a child compared to her. Although they are all the personal disciples of the local elders, Liao Bingyi is older, and now he is a master of breaking the mysteries, and after a few more years of accumulation of contribution points, he can break away from the status of a disciple and apply to become a foreign envoy of the local ministry.

Everyone was waiting for Liao Bingyi's next words, but unexpectedly, this unpredictable woman no longer spoke, just clasped her arms with her hands, and looked at the Tianming mirror gracefully.

The image of Yuling in the mirror was still dodging left and right with "difficulty", but with Liao Bingyi's reminder, everyone opened their eyes wide, and finally found a different detail.

Yuling has been "guiding" the gatekeepers, it seems to have the upper hand and is chasing after Yuling, but unconsciously, it has revealed its biggest flaw.

Although every turn of the stubborn stone is not muddy, it will unconsciously adjust its "posture", always aiming the sharpest edges and corners at Yu Ling, and the interval of adjustment is enough for Yu Ling to react even if it is only a short moment.

At the forty-sixth second, Yu Ling finally waited for the most suitable angle, so the thirteenth form of the Broken Ming Fist, the willow and the dark flower, came out in a very subtle moment.

The crowd watching the battle outside did not see what was happening at all, as if it was just a trance, and the stubborn stone keeper flew out with a pop, drowning in the fire behind him, and never resurfaced.

Obviously, the next time someone breaks through the level, the gatekeeper who appears again will be formatted.

Yu Ling picked up the long knife on the ground and walked towards the portal of the black hole in front of him, which was a brand new passage.

Everyone silently glanced at the images of the other four people, and found that the ninth level of Zhan Qingyi had just begun, and Nie Yutao and the three of them were still competing in the initial stage of the eighth level.

The original winning bet suddenly became shaky, and the disciples were inevitably a little panicked, but after thinking about it, the third level has always been able to brush off eighty or ninety percent of the interlopers, and Yu Ling didn't have much time to rest in the middle, and he would definitely fall short at the end.

Either die in the second level, so much the better!

Everyone made an earnest call in their hearts, but the images in the Celestial Mirror coldly shattered their illusions, and Yu Ling was able to deal with the second gatekeeper faster than the first.

When the black-armored giant roared and rushed towards Yu Ling, he had already jumped into the air lightly and skillfully, and slammed his knife into the back of the giant's heart.

So with a bang, this huge body collapsed, and this time Yu Ling used the third form - black and white, and the two forces of light and darkness completely ignored the giant's thick armor, shattering his internal organs and the origin of Xuanli.

When Yu Ling came to the third level, everyone was already wooden, and there was no other expression or movement except for staring at his neck with wide eyes.

The attack strength of the third level is actually quite intense, and the bright fireballs are swishing from all angles of the sky and the ground, front and back, left and right, and many people will be forced to scramble, either exhausted and finally sneak attacked, or tired half to death to deliver food to the gatekeepers, if the reaction speed is a little worse, it is the end of the game immediately.

Therefore, when they saw Yu Ling walking slowly in the irregular fireball baptism, there were only 10,000 certain divine beasts rushing wildly in everyone's hearts, and at the same time, they felt great remorse. If I had known that this soul master was not easy to clean up, I should have put the soul ring on him just now, so that he could still be so embarrassed.

In fact, Yuling is not easy, every time he meets the gatekeeper, the transition stage before it is like a lengthy calculation problem, and he can't afford to make any mistakes, so he walks so slowly, he also wants to leave a little more time for calculation.

The steps under his feet kept going up and up, and he didn't know how far they extended, and Yu Ling, who was immersed in the calculation wholeheartedly, suddenly felt empty under his feet, and then he knew that he had come to the end.

It's a small platform, and if you turn around and look back, you'll feel a sense of loneliness.

On the long golden carpet, there was only a magnificent throne, and beyond that, there was nothing but the slightest shadow of the gatekeeper.