In the blink of an eye, three days passed in a blink of an eye, and when the time for the trial to start came, countless Dao figures flew out of Wanzong City, flying in the direction of the Nine Swords Peak, and for a while it was like a dark cloud covering the sun, which showed how many people participated in the secret realm trial at this time.

And Fan Chen's party, under the leadership of Zhuang Mohan, was also one of them, and as far as the eye could see, there were tens of thousands of young disciples who participated in the trial, and these were all elite disciples of the major sects in the Xuanyu Continent.

Among these elite disciples, it can be said that the genius who has a different spirit root is a big handful, even if it is not a different spirit root, that cultivation talent, it is also a thousand miles, and in the ancient battlefield, these young disciples will start the first battle.

When Fan Chen and his party walked to the Nine Swords Peak, they truly realized the grandeur of the Nine Swords Peak, which was like an optimus pillar, connecting the sky above and standing above the earth below, as if this piece of heaven and earth was supported by these nine peaks.

The nine peaks are connected together, surrounding a huge circle, but in the middle is a huge square, above the square, it is a dense formation, connecting the nine peaks, it is really unimaginable, what kind of great power the ancestors had.

At this time, all the disciples who participated in the trial had already assembled on the square, waiting to enter the ancient battlefield, and the four of them stood together, listening to the discussions of the surrounding crowd.

The four of them learned that this secret realm trial was the most extraordinary one in more than 100,000 years, all kinds of geniuses were born like a blowout, and the total number of xenomorph spirit roots participating in the trial actually reached an astonishing one-fifth, which can be said to be the only time in history, but this is caused by I don't know what the reason is.

When Fanchen came here, he was carefully looking for Yaya's figure, but unfortunately, there were too many people, and he was full of people, and he didn't know where Yaya was.

Zhuang Mohan carefully admonished the many disciples of the Sword Sect on the side, and at the same time, each of them distributed a map of the ancient battlefield, which was drawn by the disciples of the Sword Sect who participated in the trials in the past dynasties, with a high degree of accuracy, with this map, it will be greatly convenient for the disciples to test in the secret realm.

The four of them got together, and after entering the ancient battlefield together, they met in a place in Fenglian City, which was an ancient city left over from ancient times, because according to experience, when they were teleported into the ancient battlefield, the location was different, that is to say, when they just entered, they were all in a state of loneliness, but it was naturally the most correct choice to stay warm in a group.

When three o'clock in the afternoon came, the masters of all factions gathered together, ready to open the portal, and teleport all the disciples into the ancient battlefield, at this time, on the square, only the younger generation of disciples of the condensing mirror remained, and the ancient battlefield trial from the beginning, it was stipulated that only the monks of the condensing mirror could enter, and those who surpassed the condensing mirror would be directly intercepted outside the portal.

When this big array was running, I saw that nine paths, huge pillars of light rose from the nine mountain peaks, shot straight into the sky, and condensed into a huge formation pattern in the air, echoing the formation pattern on the ground, and the scene at this time was spectacular.

Just as the young cultivators were sighing at the magnificence of this scene, all the eyes of the people disappeared, and when the light returned to the eyes of the people, they were already in the air at this time, and they were descending sharply, and they were about to fall to the ground.

Fan Chen tried his best to stabilize his body, otherwise if he fell, it would be another rhythm of, but fortunately, Fan Chen finally stabilized his body after his efforts, and fell to the ground with a smell.

Fan Chen raised his eyes and found that his current position was in the desert, at a glance, all of them were endless deserts, not to mention human figures, there was not even a living thing, the original dense crowd, at this time, only Fan Chen was left, as for Feng Sanshao, Teng Zixuan, and Lu Zhen, the ghost knows where they were teleported, and as for the netherworld, they were also teleported away, which made Fan Chen very helpless.

Fan Chen carefully felt the spiritual power in this heaven and earth, and found that in this world, the intensity of spiritual power was only about one-third of that outside, that is to say, cultivating in this world, the speed would be greatly reduced, and this created a competitive situation, if you didn't want to fall behind, then you had to desperately compete for cultivation resources.

It is conceivable that in this ancient battlefield, it will take three hundred years for people to patronize, if there is an elixir or something, the age is extremely high, or the discovery of ancient ruins will definitely attract the crazy scramble of cultivators, if the cultivation falls, this world will be reduced to the point of being slaughtered by others.

In the end, Fan Chen decided that it was better to determine his own direction first, so that it would be better to go to Fenglian City to meet with the other three, Fan Chen finally chose a random direction, since he couldn't be sure now, then it was almost the same in any direction.

Fan Chen, who was traveling in the sky, deeply felt the extent of this desert, Fan Chen had been flying on this desert for three days, and still did not see the end, along the way, Fan Chen saw the corpses of various demon beasts, and the number was not ordinary.

Look at the huge corpses, they are undoubtedly the demon clan powerhouses left over from the ancient war, the corpses are not ordinarily tall, like behemoths, even if 200,000 years have passed, they still have not decayed in the years, nor have they been covered by the desert, which shows the tragedy of that war.

What made Fan Chen feel strange was that some of the corpses were extremely strange, and he couldn't see their origins, as if they didn't belong to their world, and they didn't look like creatures in this world at all.

"Senior Xiaobai, do you know the origin of these corpses?" asked Fan Chen, Xiaobai is well-informed, maybe he can really recognize these things.

"Who am I, I am Grandpa Xiaobai, these are all left over from the ancient war, and I know them. Xiaobai said.

"Senior, you should explain to me the origin of these corpses. Fanchen asked curiously.

"Now you can't touch it, it's useless to tell you, you, it's better to practice well, and remind you that when you enter this ancient battlefield, you can't be merciful, if you don't kill others, others will kill you. Xiaobai said.

Fan Chen was very speechless, could it be that because of his weak strength, he couldn't get in touch with that layer of secrets? However, Fan Chen asked again, but Xiao Bai didn't pay attention to him anymore, "Don't tell me, it's okay, I won't look it up myself." Fan Chen muttered.

Fan Chen continued to make a boring flight, the desert seemed to have no end, in these three days, Fan Chen really did not even see a ghost, some only lonely company.

Finally, when the evening of the third day came, Fan Chen could be regarded as seeing hope, only to see a few fires in a distant place, and it could be seen that someone was there to make a fire and make adjustments.

Fan Chen sped up and came there, and sure enough, there were a few figures there, but in the face of Fan Chen's arrival, several people stationed here were indeed extremely vigilant to watch Fan Chen's appearance.

It can be seen that there are six or seven of these people, belonging to different sects, and at this time it is one person who has made a fire, so he does not interfere, looking at that posture, not only is he extremely defensive against mortal dust, but they are also guarding against each other.

Fanchen understands that now everyone is in a competitive relationship, life and death will face each other at every turn, in the face of strangers, they are full of vigilance, who knows, they will stab each other, now this is not better than the outside world, they are all young people, and when they collide together, they will burst into sparks.

"Well, don't you all keep an eye on me like that, I just want to ask, where is our position now?" Fan Chen tried his best to make himself appear harmless and amiable, after all, figuring out the location is a top priority now, and he doesn't want to have a conflict with these people.

However, no one cared about Fanchen's problem, and continued to return to the previous state, guarding against each other, Fanchen made a fuss, it is estimated that these people are the same as him, and they have not figured out the direction until now, so they also found a place and made a fire. Take a look at the latest chapter of "The Way of Mortal Dust" to read for free for the first time.