After three hours passed, and the strength of the monsters increased to the second transformation cultivation, the cultivators who could originally rely on the exorcism powder to run rampant also felt the initial fear again: these white monsters, although they did not directly attack them, no longer completely ignored their existence as before, and after a few seconds of probing, they confirmed the target and launched an attack. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the face of the invasion of the group of monsters with the strength of the second transformation, the vast majority of the second transformation cultivators were directly killed by these monsters, and they had almost no power to resist. And the Three-Transformation Cultivator, although not as miserable as the Second-Transformation Cultivator, was also caught off guard by the sudden attack of these monsters, either seriously injured, or missing arms and legs, at least they were also colored.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm basically at the beginning, I was wiped out by the monsters because of the chaos, and I couldn't hold on to this moment at all, becoming the main victim in this first level of the test, and the first wave of people to be eliminated.

And these second-change cultivators who were caught off guard and were wiped out by the group also became the second wave of losers who were eliminated after the first changer.

At this point, halfway through the first level of the test, there were almost no cultivators below the third change in the entire forest.

And most of the Three Transformation cultivators basically had not light injuries, and some were even dying of breath and had died soon.

"It turns out that the Yan family's exorcism powder can only be useful at the beginning, and in the second half of the time, it still has to be wiped out by these monsters?" A three-change cultivator looked around in despair, already surrounded by white monsters, and couldn't help but say bitterly.

His companion had already become the bait of the monsters before him, and then he himself could not escape this fate.

"It's so dangerous, I was almost surrounded by those monsters!" In another place, two cultivators who had managed to escape from the monster group said with palpitations. "It's easy to escape, although these monsters can find our traces, they need a reaction time, as long as we stay with them for no more than this reaction time, it will be fine!"

Seeing that the monsters encountered along the way did not attack the two of them, the other cultivator quickly thought of the key and said in surprise.

"Don't panic, it's not that bad yet, we just can't swim as leisurely as we just now, it takes about three or four seconds for these monsters to capture our figures, and the distance to capture our figures is about ten meters, as long as we keep moving at a speed of six or seven meters a second, be careful not to get too close to these monsters, there will be no problem!"

The so-called magic is one foot high, the road is one foot high, and the monsters are beginning to be immune to the confusion effect of the demon exorcism powder, and the cultivators have gradually mastered new information, so that they can think of ways to deal with this situation, so that they can survive in the environment in front of them for a longer time.

Keeping six or seven meters for a second, for ordinary mortals, they may run a few thousand meters and already fall to the ground with physical exhaustion. But for cultivators who were far beyond mortals, six or seven meters a second, not even comparable to the speed of their walk, was not worth mentioning at all.

Soon, they mastered new ways to deal with it, and the cultivators tried one after another, and they achieved the desired results.

As long as this speed is maintained, these monsters will be almost indifferent to them as they were when their strength had not yet broken through to the second change. It only moved slightly, as if it wanted to detect the figures of the cultivators who were hurrying away, but found that they didn't find anything.

"At this rate, it is basically impossible to form consumption, but it is not like before, and then hunt other cultivators!"

The cultivators who had found a new way quickly stabilized, only to find that with their current situation, they simply could not continue to hunt down other cultivators as before: as long as they stayed for a while, they were likely to be under siege.

Now it is not as good as at the beginning, and the strength of the three changes still has a crushing advantage in the face of the strength of the first change. Now the strength of the monsters has reached two changes, three changes to two changes, one to a few is reasonable, but the monster group is not just a pair of few? It is often a pair of tens.

Therefore, these three-change cultivators must be careful, otherwise when the time comes, after fighting with other cultivators, even if they kill the other party in the end, they may also be surrounded by monsters on their side, and they will not be able to return to the sky at all.

Moreover, judging from his own experience, most of the cultivators who were able to survive the turmoil just now were above the three transformations of the Gathering Spirits, and there were very few cultivators who gathered the two transformations. In this case, if you want to complete the hunt, the difficulty itself is not low, and you may not be able to steal chickens and rice. After much consideration, these cultivators gave up on this practice.

However, is it really so easy for these hunters of the past to put down their weapons and return to goodness?

"Don't, don't, don't kill me!" a cultivator looked at the person in front of him in horror, his eyes full of fear.

"I won't kill you, why, let's talk about a reason!" The long fiery red hair flowed, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

"I, I, I!" The cultivator made three of me in a row, but he couldn't make a difference, I don't know if I was frightened by the person in front of me, I forgot my words for a while, or I couldn't find a reason to convince the killing god in front of me at all.

"I can't think of a reason, I can't think of a reason, why are you still alive?" The expectation in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the killing god was a little impatient.

"Don't, don't, don't, I, I must think, think of a good reason to come out, don't, don't kill me!" Looking at the cold eyes of the person in front of him, the cultivator suddenly felt a chill hit his body, and the whole person jumped up for no reason, and said incoherently.

But this time, the cultivator found that his words didn't seem to be heard by the other party at all, and a huge flame chakra was condensed in mid-air, releasing raging flames, constantly fluttering tongues of fire, rolling up waves of heat, and intimidating the cultivators.

"Yanlun Huofa, you, are you Yanpotian of Yanlun City?" Seeing the mighty Yancha above his head, thinking of the fiery red hair of the cultivator in front of him, the cultivator's pupils constricted involuntarily, and he exhaled the name of the person in front of him.

"That's right, but it's a pity, there's no prize for you, oh no, there should still be a prize!" Yan Potian said. His eyes were full of coldness, and the cultivator who watched it was furious, and he couldn't tell what Yan Potian was thinking in his heart.

Unable to help but swallow his saliva, the cultivator nervously asked, "Prize, what prize?" The look of horror in his eyes did not decrease.

He didn't think that Yan Potian would give him anything good, this so-called prize might be a big pit.

"I once heard that there is a kind of mortal who does not like to stay in their hometown, and always likes to go to places they have never seen before, cities, mountains, and dense forests, and they call this kind of behavior tourism. Since I was born in Yan Potian, I have never been to a place other than Yanlun City, to be honest, I am very envious of this kind of person!" Yan Potian said a little inexplicably.

"And then?" the cultivator asked cautiously, glancing at the flame wheel hanging above from the corner of his eye.

"Then, no more, what I want to say is actually very simple!" Yan Potian looked surprised, and then smiled: "I envy these people, in my opinion, these people are the most free kind of people, so the prize I want to give you is also very simple, I want you to become the kind of person I envy the most, and become one of these people who can travel!"

"Travel?" said these two words a little jerky, and the cultivator wondered, "But what should I do?"

"It's very simple, you don't have to do anything!" The corners of his mouth raised lightly again, and Yan Potian's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he smiled.

"You don't have to do anything, what do you say?" the cultivator didn't notice the abnormality in Yan Potian's eyes, and asked a little boldly.

Suddenly, feeling a burst of heat above his head, the cultivator raised his head, only to find that the flame wheel that had originally hovered above Yan Potian's head had actually come to him at this moment. The distance was only half a meter, and it could almost be scorched by the flames attached to the flame chakra, and the cultivator suddenly panicked, slumped on the ground, and kept retreating, while shouting loudly:

"Wait, Yan Potian, didn't you say you were going to give me a reward, why?"

However, no matter how the cultivator roared, the Yan Chakra had no intention of stopping at all, and approached the cultivator at a faster speed until the flames completely enveloped the cultivator, and then devoured the cultivator who was moaning and wailing in pain, leaving no trace.

Coldly watching the scene of the cultivator being completely burned to death by Yan Lun, the expression on Yan Potian's face did not fluctuate at all, but when the last trace of the cultivator's body was completely burned, he slowly opened his mouth and spit out such a sentence, which was regarded as a send-off for the cultivator.

"Reward, haven't I already given you the best reward? You are now a lucky person who can travel to the underworld, have a smooth journey, and meet the Lord of Yama, but don't forget to sign his name, and you can brag about it in the next life!"

The sound drifted farther and farther away, and when it drifted to an inaudible distance, when I looked at the location where the original cultivator and Yan Potian were, it was already empty. Only the puddle of pitch-black debris, and the white monsters everywhere, still existed.

Hunters are still hunting, and perhaps the number of hunters has decreased, but the number of prey has never decreased.

"Originally, I thought that the old man was going to do that, but now it seems that it is still out of the demon exorcism powder, these cultivators who have been devoured by monsters, hum!" Yan Potian's voice floated in the forest, like an elf wandering in the forest, the fiery red point, shuttling back and forth in this bright white patch, catching the prey that pushed out of the hunter's post one after another.

"Since that's the case, then no matter what I do, it won't affect the old man's plan, so it's okay, I can let go. So, next, whose turn will it be?" Feeling the spiritual power fluctuations that were getting closer and closer, a cruel smile appeared on Yan Potian's face, and his figure struck directly towards the trace of spiritual power fluctuations that he had just captured not far away, and he had already found his prey.

"Attention, it seems that someone is coming!" With a soft shout, Leng Tomb, who was sitting in the wall of demonic fire, suddenly jumped up, and instantly held the two daggers in his hands with both hands, pointing directly at a certain place outside the wall of demonic fire. His hands fluttered wildly, and he actually took the initiative to attack, but instead of slashing at the figure he captured, he turned into dozens of cross slashes and attacked in all directions.

"Wall of Demon Fire, retreat!" immediately followed the movements of Cold Tomb, and when dozens of cross slashes hit the surrounding entrenched monsters one after another, cutting them directly into pieces, Feng Chen also manipulated the Wall of Demon Fire, and suddenly spread outward.

In just this moment, the two of them worked together to clean up the monsters around them, creating an open area.

After leaving a wide area, the wall of demonic fire of Fengchen was also directly withdrawn, which allowed the external scene that was previously blocked by the wall of demonic fire and could only be observed by divine sense to be presented in front of Fengchen and several people, including the two figures captured by Leng Tomb.

It was two slightly petite voices, chased by a group of monsters, slowly approaching the Wind and Dust Cold Tomb.

"How could it be?" However, when the naked eye saw the figures of these two people, Fengchen and Leng Tomb fell into a state of stupor at the same time.

"What are you doing in a daze? Leng Tomb, Feng Chen, why don't you two hurry up and come over to help me, do you want to be beaten!" A familiar voice came from a slightly larger figure in the two figures, the latter of whom was sweeping the monster while yelling at Feng Chen and Leng Tomb from afar. It also caused a burst of surprise from Bai Tie and Bai Copper: Who is this person, who dares to talk to the wind and dust cold tomb with such an attitude.

"Brother Feng!" The other figure, under the protection of the former, looked at the wind and dust from afar, and spit out three words.

That's right, the two people who appeared in front of Fengchen and Leng Tomb at this moment were none other than Wang Ruochen and Zi Xuanying, the combination of these two that had made Fengchen frightened, but I didn't know if it was a coincidence or excellent luck that they came to the two of them.

"Ying'er, Elder of the Regiment, you wait, I'll be right away" "You're big right away, Brother Fengchen, you stop for me first!" Seeing the figures of Wang Ruochen and Zi Xuanying, Fengchen almost couldn't hold back and rushed out directly, but was held down by the cold tomb.

"What are you doing in the cold tomb, I didn't see Ying'er and the group leader," "I'm not blind, I can see it naturally, but don't forget Brother Fengchen, this is in the ruins, don't forget what you said yourself!" was pulled by the cold tomb, and the wind and dust struggled for a long time but couldn't break free: after all, he was too tired, and he was not an opponent of the cold tomb in excellent condition at all. Therefore, Fengchen said a little eagerly, but was instantly awakened by Leng Tomb's rather calm words, and reacted to his impulse.

"Leng Tomb Fengchen, do you two want me to die, don't you hurry up, believe it or not, I'll kill you two and beat you both!" Wang Ruochen on this side saw that Fengchen and Leng Tomb were indifferent, and couldn't help but shout loudly, and his arrogance was revealed.

And Zi Xuanying silently looked at the wind and dust, and in her moist eyes, there was a touch of wetness, and she was distressed to see the wind and dust.

"Good guy, this way of speaking is really the eldest sister, it doesn't seem to be so easy to distinguish!" Leng Tomb muttered in a low voice.

At the same time, he said loudly: "Don't worry, big sister, don't you forget, have you forgotten that we were outside the ruins at the beginning, and once said that we should do what we should do when we encounter the current situation?

However, before Leng Tomb finished speaking, Wang Ruochen over there suddenly exploded: "Wait for you to get bigger, Leng Tomb, you either come over directly to help, or just stand there and don't move, and wait until I finish cleaning up and go over to clean you up!"

Just this sentence provoked Fengchen and Leng Tomb to glance at each other, and a wry smile appeared on their faces.

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