When Zhao Hao entered the underground palace, he found a huge city in front of him, which should be some kind of ancient mausoleum, such as an ancient city, it only exposed a corner of the city gate, how magnificent and vast it is, it is impossible to speculate at present.

The city gate was gloomy and dark, like the entrance to hell, and there were many disciples of great power who had descended here with him, and many of them had already penetrated into it.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

As Zhao Hao passed through the city gate and came to an ancient road, the sound of grand war drums sounded from the depths of the ancient city, accompanied by a terrible shout of killing, from the other end of the ancient road, a large number of Yin soldiers rushed over.

They were expressionless, holding Zhan Ge, surging like a black tide, and a monk walking in front of Zhao Hao didn't have time to dodge, he was rushed out by the Yin soldiers at once, and his body was cut by Zhan Ge with an extremely long blood mark, almost splitting him into two pieces.

He screamed in mid-air, he had already crushed the teleportation jade for the first time and teleported out, this terrible injury, I am afraid that the teleportation will also become a corpse.

"As soon as I entered the underground palace, I encountered such an existence. Zhao Hao was a little frightened, these Yin soldiers were a terrifying fierce spirit, they had no body, but their attacks were extremely sharp, the disciple of a certain Dao sect who was almost split just now was a monk of the eleventh layer of qi refining, but he was almost killed in seconds.

Such a place of trial is full of dangers, just the outermost Yin soldiers have caused some casualties, and it is difficult to protect themselves now, how can there be time to grab other people's identity nameplates.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hao couldn't help but wonder in his heart, in order to eliminate some pseudo-geniuses, Zhong Nanshan actually chose this kind of place for the trial, and I don't know how many people will really succeed in the assessment at that time.

"Kill!"

At this moment, there are shouts of killing everywhere, the battle is tragic, the disciples of the various Taoist sects have temporarily formed an alliance to resist the attack and killing of the Yin soldiers, the Yin soldiers and the Yin Horse are very strong, the ancient road is crowded with their figures, where they pass, all the way to sweep, although the disciples of the various Taoist sects are numerous, but they have their own thoughts, it is difficult to really unite, and they were rushed by the Yin soldiers and Yin Horses, and many people suffered heavy losses, and they had to crush the teleportation jade and escape.

"Xuanhuo Divine Furnace, burn!"

Then, someone sacrificed a divine furnace, only the size of a palm, flew into the air and instantly magnified a hundred times, pouring out a white Xuanhuo, a large piece of burning is a large piece, and the pieces of Yin soldiers turned into nothingness.

The one who shot was a personable man in white, handsome and elegant, his cultivation should be in the foundation building period, and it must be not small to be able to sacrifice such a respectful vessel.

"These Yin spirits are afraid of flames, and everyone works together to cast a fire spell and kill them. The man in white waved his arms, making many people respond.

Many people began to cast spells, and the underground palace suddenly burst into flames, and all kinds of fire spells were intertwined into a fire net, burning countless Yin soldiers, but the Yin soldiers seemed to be endless, and they kept rushing out from the depths of the ancient city to attack and kill here.

It took a full hour for the firelight to weaken, and the ancient path finally quieted down, and the Yin soldiers and Yin horses were sharply reduced, and they were almost killed, during which several monks were still severely injured by the Yin soldiers and teleported out.

The threat from the Yin soldiers disappeared, and the next thing was to face the battle between people, many young monks had greatly reduced their spiritual power in the previous war, and they were vigilantly watching the "comrades-in-arms" around them who had suffered together, each holding a spiritual stone with a shrouded aura in their hands, and they were desperately absorbing the spiritual energy contained in it to replenish the spiritual power in their bodies.

"This is ......" At this time, a monk found that the person who had crushed the teleportation jade and teleported out not long ago had left an identity nameplate in place, and many places in the dim underground palace were flashing with white light.

"This is their identity plate!" said many monks in surprise and pounced.

"I saw it first, do you want to fight with me?" Not far away, the young monk who first grabbed a nameplate in his hand viciously and loudly reprimanded the people who came behind him.

"Since you got it first, let's go find the others. "There are obviously a lot of identity plates scattered here, and many people don't want to start a fight for no reason, so they rush to other places.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang Lan, your Bishan Dao Sect is good friends with my Langshan Dao Sect, why don't we temporarily team up and compete for the nameplate together?" The monk from Langshan had a kind smile on his face, and looked at the Bishan monk who had obtained the identity nameplate, as if he knew this person.

"It's okay, our two Dao sects can't compete with those super power geniuses at all, and we must join forces with more people to have the possibility to fight. Monk Jiang Lan didn't think much about it and nodded.

Seeing that Jiang Lan agreed, Monk Langshan naturally walked towards him and stood side by side, suddenly, he looked into the distance and shouted in panic: "Jiang Daoyou, what is that?"

Jiang Lan was startled, and immediately looked in the direction he was facing, at this time, a blue knife light flashed in front of him, Jiang Lan hurriedly turned around, and found that his heart had been stabbed through the cold.

"You...... You sneak attack me!" Jiang Lan spurted blood from his mouth and howled angrily.

The initiator, the Langshan monk had a teasing smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Jiang Lan, who had been hit hard, and said leisurely: "Jiang Daoyou, you are still too tender." ”

As a qi refiner, even if his heart is injured, he will not die as soon as possible, and he will be treated as soon as possible, and he will still be alive, but Jiang Lan has been carried away by anger, and he did not crush the teleportation jade to teleport out to heal his injuries as soon as possible, but forcibly raised his spiritual power to prepare for his life.

He sacrificed a battle flag, waved it vigorously, and the blazing flames rushed out, trying to burn the Langshan monk to death here.

"Jiang Daoyou, you are looking for death!" Monk Langshan sneered, Jiang Lan's chest was pierced, and he was hit by unimaginable blows, he was not afraid at all.

He pinched his hands and quickly condensed seven azure long swords several zhang long in the void, the speed was extremely fast, through the layers of flames, the long sword turned into spiritual power was extremely sharp, and directly stabbed Jiang Lan into a sieve, the force was so fierce that it almost shattered his entire body.

Jiang Lan almost died directly, but fortunately, he was also a genius, he cultivated to the eleventh layer of qi refining at the age of twenty, and did not fall instantly, and at the last moment, with an incomparably resentful light, he crushed the teleportation jade.

"With such a serious injury, even if the old Taoist priest of Zhongnan Mountain comes to heal it, I'm afraid you won't be able to live. Monk Langshan smiled and picked up the two identity plates that Jiang Lan had left in place after he disappeared, and Shi Shiran said.

"Friendly means, so easy to get two nameplates. ”

Monk Langshan was about to leave this place and ambush the disciples of other Taoist sects, when suddenly a voice came from behind him.

"Who is it?" Monk Langshan was puzzled, turned his head to look behind him, and found a young man who looked very familiar.

The young man was very young, he looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, silver-haired and purple-dressed, with a huge knife on his back, and he was looking at him with a wicked smile.