Outside the testing ground, now, there is a sea of people. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The disciples of the various dojos, and even the masters of all walks of life gathered here.

They are waiting for the ten geniuses to return.

"Three days have passed, and today is the day of their return."

In front of a divine gate in the trial ground, seven deacons and elders from the Seven Peaks gathered here.

They looked at the testing ground, and an old man in the center said lightly.

"The trial ground is dangerous, I'm afraid that I can return safe and sound, but there are only five people."

One of the deacons and elders said so.

Hearing this, the others nodded their heads.

As the deacons and elders in the Seven Peaks of the Golden Xuanzong, how could they not know the danger of the trial ground.

You must know that this testing ground is a battlefield left behind after the Great War of Ancient Gods and Demons, and there are other unknown dangers hidden in it, even the sages of the Golden Xuanzong in the past dynasties are not very clear.

Therefore, on the periphery of the trial ground, one defensive barrier after another was set up, in order to prevent some unknown dangers in the trial ground, escape from the sealing barrier, and endanger the safety of Jin Xuanzong.

"This is a trial, if they are buried in it, it can only be their strength and bad luck."

An old man snorted coldly, he was a deacon elder under Venerable Qianyi.

Many dojo masters in the rear heard the old man's words and did not refute them, but they had some bad feelings in their hearts.

"Now, the only thing the old man cares about is whether the genius disciples who have entered it can get those three immortal objects?"

The old deacon whispered.

Hearing this, everyone was silent.

This kind of trial is not fair to the disciples of the outer sect dojo, because they are used by the sect as a tool to come and seek immortals.

But what about unfairness?

In the past generations, the outer gate dojo competitions have all come over like this, and as disciples of the Golden Xuanzong, they can only accept the traditions and some rules from the sect.

It's just that these so-called traditions and rules have killed many talents who can be cultivated!

As the sun sank in the west, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled blood red everywhere, shrouding this vast forest.

The blood-colored sunlight is warm with a little coldness, which makes people feel desolate.

There was no movement from the shrine.

It wasn't until everyone thought that all the disciples who had entered it were buried inside, that they saw a few figures flying out quickly.

There are a total of five figures.

The leader is the cold wind of the Tanglin Dojo.

As soon as he appeared, the disciples of the Tanglin Dojo immediately burst into cheers.

He was followed by Lin Yi from the Unintentional Dojo and Qin Yue from the Bingqing Dojo, plus another young disciple from the Tanglin Dojo, Feng Yingyan.

The last thing that appeared was naturally Mo Tianshao.

The five of them returned safely and greeted the cheers of their respective dojo disciples.

However, the other five disciples were all buried in the trial ground, never to return.

In the dojo to which the five disciples belonged, their Dao Master and many disciples lamented and mourned.

"Disciple Leng Liufeng, meet the elders, and meet the Dao masters."

The cold wind fell from the sky, standing proudly in front of the Seven Peaks Deacon like a sword, saluting respectfully.

In the rear, Lin Yi, Qin Yue, Feng Yingyan and Mo Tianshao also came one after another, vying to worship.

"No courtesy."

The old deacon of Tongtian Peak hurriedly said.

At this moment, his heart was filled with indescribable joy.

In the past, the disciples who entered the trial ground, and the five people who were able to return in one breath like now, did not appear at all.

Now, a total of five disciples have returned, which is simply a miracle.

As a deacon of Tongtian Peak, this old deacon was naturally extremely happy.

"Elder Xie."

The five of them said in unison.

"Is there anything to be gained from entering the proving ground on this trip?"

The old deacon of Tongtian Peak couldn't wait to ask.

Leng Liufeng and the others naturally knew that the harvest that the old deacon asked was nothing more than whether they had found the three immortal objects of the Seven Star Sword, the Demon Refining Pot and the Kongtong Mirror.

At that moment, Leng Liufeng glanced at Mo Tianshao and said slowly: "Yes." ”

Suddenly, the old deacon of Tongtian Peak had a gleam in his eyes.

The other deacons and elders of the six peaks, as well as the Dao Master of the dojo behind them, also had their eyes shining and were extremely surprised.

"You ...... Found the Seven-Star Sword, the Demon Refining Pot, and the Kongtong Mirror? ”

The old deacon of Tongtian Peak asked with some uncertainty.

"The Seven Star Sword has not been found, but the Demon Refining Pot and Kongtong Mirror have been obtained."

The cold wind responds.

"Really? Where is it? ”

The old deacon of Tongtian Peak stared at the cold wind with his eyes tight.

The other deacons of the six peaks and the various avenue lords in the rear all had the same looks.

Among the various Dao Masters, the Tanglin Dao Lord was the most proud at this time, glanced at the Yixin Old Dao not far away with disdain, and hummed: "The disciples of my Donglin Dojo are all extremely talented, but they are not some Dao Disciples, who can be compared casually.

Now, in the competition of outer disciples, the first place is none other than my Tanglin Dojo. ”

When these words fell, all the Dao Masters sighed, and naturally understood that the Donglin Dao Master said this to the old Dao, and wanted to use this to provoke the old Dao, and was ready to humiliate the other party verbally.

However, the single-minded old Dao turned a deaf ear and completely ignored the Tanglin Dao Master.

"The Demon Refining Pot and the Kongtong Mirror, can they be in you?"

The old deacon asked anxiously.

"The two immortal objects are in the hands of Senior Brother Mo."

Leng Liufeng responded, showing a little helplessness on his face.

Although he didn't want to admit it, but the fact was that as a genius pride, he would never allow himself to make a false impression for the sake of his so-called fame.

As soon as Leng Liufeng said this, he immediately shocked everyone.

The various deacons and the Dao Master of the Dojo all swept their eyes towards Mo Tianshao and stared at him.

However, the face of the Daoist of Tanglin was extremely ugly, blue and white for a while.

He originally thought that his Tanglin disciples had found the Demon Refining Pot and the Kongtong Mirror, and he wanted to use this to ridicule Yixin's old way.

However, the ending was unexpected.

His disciples did not find the Demon Refining Pot and the Kongtong Mirror, but Mo Tianshao got it.

Mo Tianshao!

It's him again!

At this moment, the Daoist of Tanglin was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"Hahaha......

It seems that Donglin Lao'er, you have underestimated my disciples in the single-minded dojo! ”

has been silent and old-fashioned, and sneered at each other at the right time, with a mocking look at the corners of his mouth.

As soon as the Daoist of Tanglin heard that, when he saw the expression of the old Dao, his chest rose and fell violently with anger, his eyes were blood-red and bloodshot because of anger, and his face was extremely gloomy.

"Leng Liufeng, what nonsense are you talking about? How could that kid possibly find the Demon Refining Pot and the Kongtong Mirror before you?

Why don't you hurry up and take out the demon refining pot and Kongtong mirror for everyone to see? ”

Forced to be helpless, in order to regain face, the Taoist master of Tanglin coldly reprimanded Leng Liufeng.

The latter was silent, and in the face of the angry Tanglin Dao Master, he was a little panicked in his heart.

"Old man Donglin, fire at your own disciples, the more you live this virtue, the more you go back!"

Yixin sneered.

"Humph! You don't care. ”

The Daoist of Tanglin shouted.

His eyes were fixed on Leng Liufeng, but in the next second, his eyes were glazed.

Mo Tianshao, who was silent on the side, slowly took out two immortal objects.

One immortal object is a small black pot, and the other is a jet-black mirror.

The two immortal objects have long been broken, covered with traces of time, showing the vicissitudes of life, but they still carry divinity, scattering bursts of immortal brilliance.

"Demon refining pot, Kongtong mirror!"

Seeing those two immortal objects, the deacons and the various avenue masters present exclaimed in surprise as they couldn't recognize them.

As for the Daoist Master of Tanglin, after seeing Mo Tianshao take out the Demon Refining Pot and Kongtong Mirror in public, he finally couldn't help but be angry in his heart.

Burst~

A mouthful of blood comes out.

The Daoist of Tanglin was so angry that he actually fell backwards with his back to the sky, unconscious.

This scene frightened many people.

Especially the disciples of the Tanglin Dojo were so shocked that they were in a hurry.

"Oh no! The Taoist of Tanglin, the Taoist of the Dao ...... Passed out! ”

"Quick, bring the Dao Master back!"

"Come on, take a hand."

One by one, the disciples of the Tanglin Dojo shouted loudly.

In the end, a group of people carried the Daoist of Tanglin and left in a hurry.

Leng Liufeng also said goodbye to Mo Tianshao and left.

"You little, do it on purpose!"

Seeing that the Daoist of Tanglin actually fainted in anger because of his anger, he was stunned.

Immediately, he looked at Mo Tianshao, and said in his heart, with a hint of playfulness at the corner of his mouth.

"Those who know me are not the Taoists."

Mo Tianshao replied and smiled slightly.

"Haha, good boy, I have an appetite for the old man."

Yixin Lao Dao couldn't help but laugh, and felt very happy in his heart.