The competition is still ongoing, the monster beast roars ferociously, and the monk's spell smashes wildly, roaring constantly. The Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info a competition was carried out, a demon beast with four layers of condensation was exploded by a spell, and a giant snake with five layers of condensation was cut into several pieces by a flying sword.

In the mirror, more and more demon beasts are dying, and the picture of human monks dying is becoming more and more rare.

Most of these monks are monks above the fifth level of condensation, but there are also unlucky people among them.

A big man with a fifth-layer condensation, without paying attention, was directly devoured by a demon beast of his rank, a giant snake several feet long.

A white-haired old man with a fifth-layer condensation qi, when he first started to fight against a phantom fox of the same level, he fell into the illusion of the phantom fox, and directly screamed in pain, his head exploded.

There are many examples of these, and some monks are proud of their strength, but as a result, they are accidentally torn apart by the ferocious monsters. If you lose the competition, you will die, and you will never be able to get out of the valley of death.

Other monks chose the wrong demon beast, in their eyes, the demon beast was very weak, but in fact it was extremely powerful, but it was devoured by the demon beast ferociously.

Such examples abound, but there were also successful monks.

A fourth-level cultivator, with a few powerful spells in his hand, successfully slashed the black-toothed rat of the same rank as him.

A loose cultivator of the fifth layer of condensing qi relied on the way of the formation he had comprehended, set up a large array, and finally killed the poisonous mantis of the fifth layer of condensation when his spiritual power was exhausted.

An obscene bearded fat man, with the cultivation of the fourth layer of condensation, used the strength of his flesh to kill a black-toothed rat of the same rank.

This scene fell in the eyes of all the monks, and suddenly there was a burst of surprise, and even the Demon King of the Mixed World cast his eyes, a little surprised.

"The power of the flesh that is curious!"

But the bearded fat man only knew that he was smiling, with a faint obscenity on his face, and said: "Luck, luck, don't look at me like this, I don't like men, I only like Xiao Nizi."

All the monks stared at the bearded fat man without turning their eyes, but the bearded fat man's face was obscene, and under the gaze of dozens of eyes, his face still did not change.

The monks could only sigh secretly, turn their heads, and look in the mirror, but a few glances glanced at the bearded fat man from time to time.

More than a dozen disciples of the Gu family entered here, and now there are only seven or eight disciples left, plus Gu Mountain, who is now healing.

"There are only a few family disciples below the third layer of condensation left, this death valley is as recorded in the family, nine deaths and one life!" Gu Shan muttered in his heart, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and when he looked up at Li Xiang, the murderous intent in his eyes was even stronger. If it weren't for this kid, they wouldn't have entered the Valley of Death, and been tested here, killing so many disciples.

Gu Shan's desire to kill Li Xiang was even stronger, although Li Xiang's previous behavior was also beneficial to their Gu family, but all of this was caused by Li Xiang.

The Qi Puppet Sect is also like the Gu family, and it is even more tragic, and the dozen or so disciples who came in are now only Liu Yi and three or four disciples. All of them had gray faces and dull complexions, and Liu Yi was even darker, with the poison of black-toothed rats in his body.

Li Xiang was there, even Li Xiang himself, plus fifteen monks in a circle, there were only sixteen monks.

As for those loose cultivators, don't talk about it, they are the ones who have died the most. There are now more than forty monks standing in the valley of death. One by one, they looked at the entrance of the Valley of Death from time to time, wanting to get out early and leave this damn place.

"Now that the first level is over, it's surprising that there are so many people left. You must know that in the previous trials, a hundred monks came in, and only a dozen or so would make it through the first level alive, you are so lucky! The Demon King of the Mixed World looked at the hundredth monk, who was ferociously devoured by the demon beasts of the same level, and did not step out of the trial space, but when he opened his voice lightly, there was a trace of surprise.

Hundreds of monks came in, and only about forty were left alive, how lucky are you?!

Lucky? The monk below the fourth layer of condensation qi smiled sadly and was silent. There are also those who have passed the level of condensation above the fifth layer without saying a word, they all close their eyes, waiting for the trial of the next level.

"Now for the second level, this second level is not a competition, but a perception level." The Demon King of the Mixed World continued to rumble.

"It's not a test pass!" Just as the monks sighed in their hearts, the next sentence of the Demon King of the Mixed World directly scared them.

"The so-called perception pass is to comprehend the nine black pillars beside the king of the bull and comprehend the mystery inside. As long as you succeed in comprehending the three black pillars, you will be considered to have passed. If you don't pass, you're already hungry below. The thirsty monsters will swallow you directly, or I will simply erase your traces. The Demon King of the Mixed World pointed to the nine pillars next to the altar and said coldly.

When the monks heard this, their hearts were suddenly cold, it's over! Finished! Someone has begun to tremble and tremble.

Gu Shan also opened his eyes at this time, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes. He knew what mystery was hidden in the nine black pillars, and that mystery was a fatal weakness for him.

At this time, one of these monks was a middle-aged green-clothed monk with a fifth-level condensation, as if he had thought of something, and his face suddenly became frightened, and his steps couldn't help but go backwards.

However, just as he took a step back, a gaze coldly stopped his movements.

"Those who retreat will die as well!"

The middle-aged greenfriar quickly stopped, standing motionless, sweat dripping down his face, and he didn't dare to wipe it, for fear that the Demon King of the Mixed World would think that he was retreating and being ruthlessly killed.

"Now, let's start the second level, the perception level!"

"In this second level, the place of trial is still in the trial space just now, presumably you also saw the nine black pillars and altars in that space, and you felt the mystery of the nine pillars there."

"There are exactly forty-five of you, and there are nine black pillars in it, one for each of you, and you go in five times." In the Valley of Death, on the altar, the Demon King of the Mixed World opened his mouth with a bang, and with a wave of his hand, the mirror that still existed in the air suddenly shot out nine rays of light from it, instantly enveloping the nine monks in forty-five miles.

Six of the rays of light shrouded the bodies of the six casual cultivators, and among them was the middle-aged green-clothed monk who had just been terrified by the fifth-layer condensation qi.

The other five, one of them was a gray-clothed monk who won the way of the formation to win the condensation qi fifth-layer.

The second one was a monk of the fourth layer of Qi Condensation, and in the competition just now, he cast a lot of spells to kill the demon beast.

The third is a monk who won with the technique of flying swords, this casual cultivator looks ordinary, I don't know how to cultivate into a flying sword, looking at his swordsmanship just now, it is very powerful, but it is still a little worse than the flying sword technique performed by Gu Shan.

The fourth was a monk of the sixth layer of condensation, and this monk won with his spells.

The fifth monk is also the most awesome one, a fourth-level cultivator of condensation, with the power of his body, he smashed the Yellow Dragon and directly killed the demon beast of the same level as him, this monk is the obscene bearded fat man.

As for the other three rays of light, they shrouded Liu Yi of the Qi Puppet Gate and Gu Shan of the Gu Family. The last ray of light shrouded Li Xiang, who was still in a coma.

"Senior! This Li thought he ...... "Fifteen monks in a circle, one of the monks stood up, clasped his fists and saluted. But before he could finish speaking, the Demon King of the Mixed World had already waved his hand to interrupt him, and then spoke ruthlessly.

"Perception off! There were only two days, and no one died. ”

The Nine Shadows reappeared in the trial space, looking at a huge black pillar in front of them, before they had time to observe, the voice of the Demon King of the Mixed World also echoed in their ears, their faces were shocked, and they quickly sat down cross-legged, their minds shrouded in the black pillar.

"I hope you never wake up and be wiped out." Gu Shan glanced at Li Xiang coldly, then stopped talking, closed his eyes, and his spiritual sense emanated, enveloping the black pillar.

"What a chance! How could you miss it, I don't believe it! The bearded fat man closed his eyes and sighed in his heart.

Indeed, Li Xiang never woke up, when everyone's eyes outside were focused on the mirror, when the minds or spiritual consciousness of the other eight people were shrouded in nine black pillars, Li Xiang was dreaming at this time, and it was a very real dream.

Li Xiang dreamed that his figure came to the trial space again, looking at the place where he had just gone out, the grass and trees around him had not changed, and the ten-story altar was entrenched with nine huge black pillars.

"How did I get here? Wasn't I stunned by the Flame Giant's dying roar? Li Xiang muttered to himself and began to wander beside the nine black pillars, looking at the different patterns on them.

When Li Xiang looked at the pattern, the voice of the Demon King of the Mixed World also seemed to appear in his mind.

"Perception off! Is it to perceive the pattern on the black pillar? Could this be the second level? Li Xiang muttered, sitting cross-legged in front of a black pillar, ready to realize.

The figure of Killing Heaven suddenly appeared next to Li Xiang and slapped Li Xiang's head.

"Boy, you're having a fart dream! Your soul has been attached to the golden piece of paper, MD, you don't even know that your soul is out of your body. ”

Under the slap of the sky, Li Xiang's body suddenly twisted, as if he had no carrier consciousness.

"What's going on? Am I dead? ”

Li Xiang stared at his distorted body, his face changed drastically, and anyone who saw this situation now would be terrified.

"Stupid! I'm talking about the out-of-body soul, what is dead, just now you were roared by the flame giant, the soul was shocked out of the body, turned into the living dead, when the soul was about to disappear into the heavens and the earth, the golden piece of paper showed its might, and pulled your soul back. Killing Heaven pointed his finger into the distance, and saw a huge Tianji platform in the distance, with a golden piece of paper suspended above, and a figure on the piece of paper was Li Xiang.

"At that time, you were stunned by the flame giant, and I was sealed by the golden mangs emitted by the golden paper, and I didn't have time to save you, so your soul was out of the body, but fortunately, there was a golden piece of paper to save your soul." Killing Heaven continued.

"It's in my head, I'm not dreaming."

After a long while, Li Xiang calmed down from his panic, and looked at the familiar surroundings with palpitations, looking at his own mind.

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