Mo Yu waved his sleeves and put away the storage ring on the ground, "Let's go!" In a low drink, he took the cold stone and the red-clothed two, he took one step, and the figure roared away!

Disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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Ossan.

The camp is stationed in the valley.

There are already many monks who have returned from the trial realm, or they are depressed and do not say a word, or their faces are sinking like water and their eyes are closed, but each of them exudes an unwilling resentment!

"Ahh

In the space distortion, another monk was teleported back, and this person roared with grief and indignation, "When I thought of Luohe City and Song Dynasty, how arrogant I was, I actually created people to calculate and miss the creation of Wushan Divine Spring, I hate!

This person's breath is soaring to the sky, and the rolling sound is endless!

"Quack! Give the deity down, and if you dare to make a noise, you will be severely punished!" In the cold drink, a big hand shot out of thin air and slapped the monk down!

This person's brows are furrowed, and his eyes are impatient!

He had to see this kind of thing many times a day, and he was teleported out of the trial realm monks, who was not beating his chest and full of pain and unwillingness! But so what, failure is failure, there is no chance to start over!

That Song Shi held his breath in his chest, his face flushed, but he didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction, so he could only retreat in a gloomy manner! The surrounding cultivators' eyes swept over, and they all showed mockery, as if they had forgotten that most of them had experienced this not long ago.

The Great Venerable withdrew his hand, and was about to close his eyes to recuperate, but his brows furrowed, and he looked up at the distorted space in mid-air, and it was obvious that another monk would teleport out.

But the next moment, his heart was shocked, and his eyes widened suddenly!

I saw that in the distorted space, instead of a human figure, a cloud of scarlet blood mist......! A monk was killed by a living person after the teleportation began, and his body burst out!

Countless monks who saw this scene changed their faces greatly!

"To shake the power of the trial realm teleportation, you need at least a mid-level cultivation of the Great Venerable!"

"Those who have this cultivation are already among the heavenly pride!"

"I don't know what this cultivator did, angered the Tianjiao monk, and when he teleported and escaped, he still ordered a killer to forcibly leave him behind!"

"There are very few dead people in the trial world, but it doesn't mean that they won't die, although you and I have been eliminated, but at least we are alive, compared to this person is lucky!"

"What Daoist friends say is very true!"

In the midst of the low discussions, the Great Venerable retracted his gaze, and he couldn't help fighting in the trial realm, this cultivator died, it could only be regarded as his bad luck! But thinking that in the trial realm, all of them were monks below the seventh order, and they had this terrifying strength, and his heart was still a little sour and helpless...... These so-called Tianjiao monks are really some perverts who are against the sky!

Just as this person was secretly sighing, the space writhed, and there were monks about to be teleported out! This is not surprising, in the initial period of time, nearly a hundred monks left the trial realm every day. But this time the spatial fluctuation is too strong...... Gradually, figures began to emerge from the warped space!

Together.

Two courses.

Three courses.

......

The figures were densely packed, and when they were counted, there were twenty-four monks who were teleported out at the same time!

In the trial realm, there will be two or three monks leaving at the same time, and if there are more of them, it will not be unusual!

In this case, it is possible that several teams of monks fell into the danger of the trial realm at the same time, and gave up the Wushan order to escape in order to save their lives. or encountered a strong man who was unable to resist, and was forced to present the Wushan Order in his hand...... Or, really, it's just a coincidence, even if it's extremely unlikely!

I don't know, what is the reason now?

"Came out alive!"

"It's a good thing that he didn't kill them all!"

"Who is this Xiu?"

"Knowing too much is easy to die, you and I are just alive, why bother with anything else!"

The spatial distortion dissipated, and instead of being frustrated and painful, the cultivators who teleported out the Trial Realm showed joy and excitement for the rest of their ......lives! Cui Yuan's expression was stiff again!

Cause...... It's the second one!

The Osan Order is not easy to obtain, and it is not surprising that every monk only has one chance in his life to seize it! The cultivators who can enter the trial realm are all the young and strong people from all sides, and they are arrogant, how can they be willing to fail! In addition, if they abandon the Osan Order, they can be teleported away, and even if they face extremely strong people, they will try to escape! Unless, ...... The strength of the monks is too strong to threaten their life and death!

Cui Yuan suddenly thought that the blood mist that was teleported out before might have something to do with it!

......

Not far from the valley, there is a pavilion built on a boulder, but the space here is slightly distorted, so that the outside world is completely blocked, and the pavilion and the two figures in the pavilion are not visible at all. At this moment, the two of them looked at each other, and everything was in their eyes, and even the monk's whispers of joy could not escape his ears.

The old man on the left was happy with a purple robe, wearing a purple and gold crown, his expression was rigorous and solemn, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a hidden shadow of thunder. At this moment, he frowned slightly, and said lightly: "There are not many juniors in the trial world who are qualified to do this. The wicked mountain Ji Xuan, the nine babies of the Eastern Wilderness Emperor's family, my Nine Heavens Thunder Dao Alliance Huyan Drink Thunder, you are free in the Taibai Sword Sect Ximen Jueyi, and the female baby of the descendants of the Xihai Crazy Demon Sword are all in this list. But this time, it was not any of them. ”

The person on the opposite side was wearing a flowing white shirt, with a straight waist and back, and his bearing was like an abyss, showing the demeanor of a generation of powerhouses! Only a pair of eyes were too cold, and the sword shadows that passed by from time to time were even more terrifying! This cultivation was one of the sword masters of the Great Freedom Taibai Sword Sect, a powerhouse of the Immortal Realm, and a sword master!

Hearing this moment, his expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Even so, my sect will get one of the places in the Divine Spring." The voice was flat and cold, but what was contained in it was that powerful self-confidence that could not be shaken! Because this time, the person in the sect who won the qualification to step into the Divine Spring was the first disciple of his Killing Sword Master, Ximen Jueyi!

After thirteen years of sharpening his sword heart, he did not enter the seventh order, and he had absolute confidence in his strength and the sword master! In the immortal realm, no one was his opponent! This time the quota of Wushan Divine Spring was the time when Ximen soared into the sky and shocked the continent!

The old man of the Nine Heavens Thunder Dao Alliance frowned slightly, and then stretched out. Those who are self-confident are not only the Taibai Sword Sect, but also the cultivation of his Thunder Alliance and the seizure of the qualification of Wushan Divine Spring, which is also a matter of nine out of ten! Even if there is an accident, what about it?

......

Trials Realm, a steep cliff. At this moment, the smooth wall suddenly trembled like water waves, and a stone cave slowly emerged from it. At the entrance of the cave, a young man wearing a black robe and a resolute face stepped out. This person is Mo Yu.

Behind him, Hanshi and the red-clothed duo were full of respect.

Mo Yu stopped, turned around and said, "The cursed aura on Hanshi's body has dispersed, so you can teleport away." After a slight pause, he continued, "Just in case, after leaving the Trials Realm, you should leave immediately. ”

Han Shi bowed his hand, "Thank you Lord Mo Yu for mentioning it, let's leave the trial realm and go back to the city directly!

After saying that, he bowed down with the red clothes, his face full of gratitude! If there was no Mo Yu on this trip to the trial realm, in the face of Ji Xuan's pursuit, they would have died long ago!

"Soon, I will make up my marriage with Hanshi, and if possible, invite Lord Mo Yu to go to Black Rock City for a glass of wedding wine. ”

Mo Yu groaned at what Hongyi said, and nodded slightly in agreement.

The two of them suddenly showed joy on their faces, bowed respectfully, took out all the Wushan orders on their bodies, and in the space distortion, the figures disappeared.

Mo Yu looked at where the two of them were leaving, paused slightly, flicked his sleeves and took the Wushan Order on the ground, took one step, and the figure roared away! Facing the wind, his face was expressionless, but there was a faint cold glow in his eyes.

As of now, he has been in the trial realm for more than a month, and with the income from the cold stone and the red clothes, he has a total of 217 pieces of Osan Orders on his body. A large part of it came from the Ji Ji storage ring. However, according to what they said, if you want to enter the top five in the previous Osan events, you need to receive at least 600 Osan orders! There is still a big gap between this number and now.

In any case, capturing enough Wushan Orders and obtaining the qualifications to enter the Divine Spring is the most important thing at the moment!

......

"Brothers, you and I have fought six times in the past seven days, and we have not allocated three pieces of Wushan Orders last time, a total of fourteen, how to distribute them, we still have to discuss it. "The leader of the team is a stout man, and with a wave of his hand, he takes out all the Osan orders.

The eyes of the six monks around suddenly lit up. When they entered the Trials Realm, they never thought they could get the Divine Spring qualification! But the more Osan Orders they brought out, the higher their ranking, the heavier the glory, and the better the future they could have!

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of faint footsteps, and the monk's face changed greatly, and he turned around suddenly, and saw a black-robed cultivator walking towards them.

"Only one person?"

"There's no strong breath!"

"Look for death!"

"Take the Wushan Order from him!"

Seven monks roared and pounced, their faces full of coldness!

A moment later, Mo Yu stepped back, and he had thirty-eight more pieces in the Wushan Order in his storage ring.

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"This silver thread grass was discovered by our team first, dare to snatch it, brothers kill it with me!"

"Take away their Wushan Order, and then collect this silver thread grass!"

Angry shouting, the two teams of monks were entangled together, and it was difficult to separate. But intentionally, both teams of monks carefully avoided a dense meadow not far away.

In this grass, there grows a dark green grass, about knee-high, and the middle texture of the leaves is pure silver, slightly dim, emitting a faint silver glow.

After refining, it can increase the soul power of the monk, and it is also extremely rare in the Central Continent, and it is very valuable!

But at this moment, the void was suddenly filled with mist! This mist was strange, and without warning, it enveloped the entire space, and the two teams of monks who fought and killed all fell into it.

Soon, the black-robed cultivator stepped out of the mist, and the thick fog behind him quickly dissipated, but the figures of the two teams of monks were nowhere to be seen. When he came to the silver thread grass, this person's eyes flashed slightly, and he picked it with his sleeves, and his figure flashed without a trace!

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