"You ants, remember, this first test is very simple, it is to prove your survival strength in front of this seat! Well, maybe you ants can't understand it, then this seat will put it simply, if you want to pass this first level test, you only need to survive in this forest for six full hours, and you can do it!" the majestic voice said lightly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Survive for six whole hours, in this forest where there is nothing, is the test of this first level as simple?" Hearing this, some cultivators couldn't help but be overjoyed. Although facing the dilemma of being separated from his companions and having an extra stranger around him, it is nothing more than that. A quarter of an hour had passed before the majestic voice appeared, but no danger had been encountered.

Therefore, this cultivator felt that even if he persisted for another six hours, it should not be too difficult.

This cultivator's heart represented the thoughts of most of the cultivators in the ruins, although they were also a little panicked because of the initial confusion of personnel. But after a long time, I slowly accepted this result and began to explore this forest. And now, hearing that they only need to survive for six hours in this forest where there is nothing to pass the test, how can these cultivators not be ecstatic? Although it is only the first test, if they can pass it so easily, it is also a happy event.

Most of the cultivators were ecstatic, but a small number of cultivators, after hearing this majestic voice, only frowned, and did not seem to be happy with the news. And this small part of the repair here also includes the two of Fengchen and Lengtomb.

"Survive for six hours?Is this test really as simple as imagined?" Leng Tomb couldn't help muttering.

A pair of piercing eyes scanned around, lingering on the rhizomes of ancient trees, the faintly glowing substance, as if trying to find some clue in it: he did not think that a forest with nothing would become a testing environment.

"Among them, there must be some unknown danger waiting for us!"

Leng Tomb's heart was full of thoughts, but he didn't dare to discuss with the current wind and dust. I wasn't sure if there was any danger just now, and Fengchen was already running around in a hurry. If I knew now that there might be unknown dangers lurking me, I am afraid that it would become even more crazy than before.

However, if we don't talk about the cold tomb, there is really no way for Fengchen to know? The answer is no.

Not to mention that Fengchen himself can think about this information, more importantly, there is also a master who can't bear the loneliness, and directly said the things that Leng Tomb guessed in front of Fengchen, and it is quite authoritative.

This righteous lord is none other than this majestic voice that has always been high, the custodian of all trials.

"Do you think, ignorant ants, that it is easy for you to survive for six hours in this forest where there seems to be nothing? If so, then I am really amazed at the ignorance of you ants: what kind of pig brains do you have to think that this test will be so simple? Forget it, even if this seat has mercy on you ignorant ants, I might as well tell you that up to this point, the test of this first level has not officially started at all, and naturally there will be no existence of anything!"

Speaking of this, I don't know if it was because I was a little tired after saying so many words in a row, or if I deliberately paused to create a kind of suspense, and the majestic voice stopped abruptly, leaving a long silence, until the cultivators began to suspect that the explanation about the first level had ended, and the majestic voice suddenly sneered and continued the words: " And now, after I finish this last sentence, this forest, which seems to you to have nothing, will turn into purgatory in an instant, so that you ants can clearly realize that you are small! Now, the first test has officially begun, cherish your lives, ants!"

The voice fell heavily, like a hammer striking heavily on the hearts of all cultivators, casting a dark cloud over them.

Although they didn't know what this so-called danger was, hearing the majestic voice say it so matter-of-factly, these cultivators, who didn't have much ability, had to be cautious and began to pay attention to every suspicious point around them.

"This damn guy, if you don't die, you want to say this at this time!" After patiently listening to the words of the majestic voice, Leng Tomb's eyes were always fixed on Fengchen's body, for fear that the latter would hear half of it, and he couldn't help but act again.

Fortunately, until the majestic voice fell, Fengchen's figure remained motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Leng Tomb couldn't help but walk behind Fengchen, stretched out his hand to comfort Fengchen and said: "That Fengchen brother, you really don't worry too much, even if there is any danger, there is also the eldest sister! ”

After saying this, Leng Tomb's originally somewhat happy face gradually sank. Why? Because after he said this, Fengchen didn't even respond to him, as if he hadn't heard it at all, and regarded the cold tomb as nothing.

Even, even the hand that Leng Tomb stretched out to put on Fengchen's shoulder fell into the air because of Fengchen's gentle step.

"I said Brother Fengchen... In this situation, Leng Tomb was not angry, but just helpless, and was about to open his mouth to further persuade the wind and dust that seemed to him to be a little drilling, the latter's body trembled slightly, and finally reacted.

It's just that, "Don't make a noise about Leng Tomb, something is coming out!" Feng Chen's reaction made Leng Tomb stunned for a while.

"What? hmm!" blurted out to ask what Fengchen was talking about, but his consciousness moved, and Leng Tomb's face became solemn.

"What does this feel like?" Fang Cai's attention was on Feng Chen's body, and Leng Tomb didn't notice this almost imperceptible faint feeling, but now, after being awakened by Feng Chen's words, his keen divine sense quickly caught the slightest bit of something wrong.

"What is this feeling of being a living being, but not like a living being?" Leng Tomb's eyes widened.

was silent for a few seconds, and just when Leng Tomb involuntarily handed over his back to Feng Chen, and dealt with it alone in case something sneaked attack, bursts of spiritual power fluctuations that were different from the past suddenly appeared, making Feng Chen and Leng Tomb's eyes cold, and then they moved.

"Ignited by the Demon Fire, Wall of Demon Fire!" Different from the previous shots, after the magic fire emerged in large quantities, it did not condense into a highly aggressive object, but was actually piled up together under the wave of Feng Chen's hands, forming a huge wall of magic fire, firmly enveloping Feng Chen and Leng Tomb. This move is a new defensive martial art of Fengchen.

"What the hell is this!" was inexplicably completely blocked by the demonic fire in front of him, and after being stunned for a moment, Leng Tomb chose to use his divine sense to probe the object: the demonic fire of the wind and dust is only easy to confuse the perception of the divine sense when it is extremely dense and covers a large area, but now it will not.

"Step on the shadow step!" quickly captured several special existences outside the demon fire cover, Leng Tomb did not hesitate, a burst of spiritual power surged under his feet, and the whole person disappeared into his shadow. And in the next second, outside the demonic fire cover condensed by wind and dust, a familiar figure condensed from the void, and stepped on a shadow steadily, but who else could there be if it wasn't a cold tomb? A pair of daggers slashed out, sweeping two blood-red cracks in the void, and the two pitch-black daggers converged into a huge cross, slashing heavily at the thing in front of them.

"Cross cut, break it for me!" with a soft shout, the thing in front of him instantly disappeared under the slash of the two daggers, and was directly cut into four equal pieces, falling straight to the ground. At this time, Leng Tomb had time to see what the target of his attack was.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it suddenly startled the cold tomb: the thing that fell on the ground turned out to be a mass of bright white substance, which was squirming a little disgustingly on the ground. "What the hell is this?" Because he was cut into four pieces, Leng Tomb couldn't make out what he had just killed through the mess in front of him, and couldn't help muttering.

But he reacted immediately, and his face couldn't help but be infected with a trace of horror: "This thing, should it be?" While thinking, Leng Tomb quickly turned his head to look around, and everything that appeared in front of him was also completely shocked.

What did Leng Tomb see? In front of him, as far as the eye could see, on the rhizomes of the towering ancient trees, the clumps of bright white substance that were originally only attached to the rhizomes and played all the roles of illumination, at this moment, as if they had life, they couldn't wait to break away from the rhizomes of the ancient trees and condense together.

And the spiritual power fluctuations emitted by this clump of luminous white matter after condensing together were the same as the spiritual power fluctuations felt before the cold tomb. There is no doubt that the things that were killed by Cold Tomb just now were these monsters in front of them.

That's right, Cold Tomb can only think of using monsters to describe these guys. It's like life and it's not like life, the only thing that is certain is that these things are definitely hostile, and the strength is quite good. At least, Leng Tomb was able to succeed in one blow, or because he was caught off guard by the other party, and his side also shot with all his strength and spared no effort.

Suddenly, a strange sound sounded under his feet, like the sound of something viscous stretching and condensing, which suddenly caused Leng Tomb to be suspicious and looked at his feet. And this look made the cold tomb completely lost, and the idea of fighting with the gradually forming white army in front of him: the white substance that had just been cut into four pieces by himself was actually fused together at this moment. It seemed that as long as he was given another ten seconds, the thing that had attacked Fengchen and him would reappear in front of him.

"What kind of monsters are these?" If he had just sneered at what he had said to the majestic voice, now that Leng Tomb had completely understood, why the majestic voice would say that this forest was an infernal purgatory.

"I said Leng Tomb, do you really want to be killed by these things? Why don't you hide in quickly, I'm going to find Ying'er!" Just when Leng Tomb was shocked and even forgot to act, inside the Demon Fire Cover, Feng Chen, who had been waiting for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak.

Leng Tomb didn't have as many things as the school because of the wind and dust, but the wind and dust completely saw the process of the formation of these monsters. After thinking about it, Fengchen immediately understood what the real function of these things was.

"The so-called crisis, I'm afraid it's these monsters that can't be killed! These monsters are not only unkillable, but their attack power is probably not low, and the value is extremely large, dozens of them attack together, and ordinary cultivators are afraid that it will be difficult for ordinary cultivators to resist. If hundreds of them appear at the same time, hehe, then this first level test, I'm afraid that only those peak powerhouses who gather spirit six or more can pass it!"

It is precisely because of this realization that Fengchen will choose to condense into a demon fire cover at the first time, instead of attacking these things: "There is absolutely no good end for two people to be entangled with these monsters, but Ying'er is not by my side now, although the regiment leader is brave, but in this situation it is difficult to protect Ying'er!"

The more he thought about it, the more worried Fengchen became, and at this time, Leng Tomb also retreated into the demon fire cover under Fengchen's instructions, and said in some shock: "I'll go, what the hell are these monsters, Brother Fengchen, do you know, now outside us, there are hundreds of monsters, and they are all things that can't be killed... ”

"I know, so now do you still think that the regiment leader can protect Ying'er?" "Well, this, we still have to have some confidence in the eldest sister!" was dumbfounded by Fengchen's question, and Leng Tomb had no choice but to speak. And in fact, after witnessing these monsters with his own eyes, Leng Tomb couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart.

To be precise, although these monsters are powerful, they are not too outrageous. Judging from the spiritual pressure emitted, each one is the strength of the spirit gathering and changing, and it is a character that several people in the wind and dust can kill with one blow.

However, although their strength is not strong, these monsters have a characteristic that anyone who knows will find it difficult to do: that is, they cannot be killed. That's right, I'm very weak, but so what, you can't kill me, but I can kill you, one or the other, unless you use absolute strength to make it impossible to resist the attack, otherwise the cultivator's side will definitely not be able to stop these monsters.

If the above two points only make Leng Tomb feel a little difficult, then the next point is the reason why Leng Tomb has no idea of competing with these monsters at all: the number of these monsters is too much!

In the first wave of attacks, there were a total of more than a dozen targets captured by the Cold Tomb Divine Sense. This alone has already moved the cold tomb a little, after all, this is a dozen monsters that have gathered spirits and changed into a monster, and they have gathered so easily, I have to say the horror of this ruins. But then, when Leng Tomb stepped out of the demon fire cover and saw the production of that clump of white substance with the naked eye, Leng Tomb was stunned: even if he didn't count it, Leng Tomb could roughly see it, and as far as he could see at a glance, the number was probably already in the hundreds. And this is only a small area that can be seen with the naked eye in the cold tomb.

As for the hundreds of monsters that Leng Tomb said, they were just hundreds that had just taken shape.

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