PS: Overestimated my speed, the third more is finally over, the next time I add more, the recommended vote is 300

In the following time, everyone lost the nature of speaking, and the two leading disciples were naturally not so kind and would explain to everyone.

Therefore, the atmosphere was quite depressing, but neither Lin Feng nor Lin Ke was affected by this atmosphere, Lin Feng looked at the various monks flying in the sky around him at this time, and his heart was really a little shocked.

There was a monk carrying a coffin on his back, stepping on a flying sword of white bones, and his face was cold, like the face of a dead man.

There is also a bloody robe, a cruel face, and a pair of eyes full of violent and murderous youths.

There are even more nervous faces, and the monks who whisper to the side from time to time are empty, but there is no one around them, so it is really a little cautious.

Of course, there were also some normal monks, but most of them were dressed in black robes, and the two leading disciples had to call out respectfully Senior Brother.

But no matter who it was, when they saw Lin Feng and the others, their eyes revealed a little ridicule and pity, and some showed a strange smile.

Lin Feng turned his head to look at Lin Ke beside him, and found that he seemed to be looking for something at this time, and his eyes kept scanning the sea of blood, the corpse mountain, the soul mound, and the wilderness.

Perhaps sensing Lin Feng's gaze, Lin Ke turned around and smiled at Lin Feng and said, "Senior Brother Lin, Slaughter Peak can actually open up such a powerful underground world, even compared to the Lord of Qingyun Sect, it is not too much, I really want to see the strong man who opened up Slaughter Peak." ”

At the end, Lin Ke had already sighed a little, but Lin Feng nodded, "Indeed, a strong man who can open up such a majestic scene is already close to a celestial person compared to cultivation." ”

Lin Ke laughed, and began to say some interesting things he had seen in the past, I have to say that Lin Ke's words are really infectious, plus he is funny and talkative, and unconsciously, the sense of oppression for Tu Zai Feng has disappeared for the most part.

Just looking at the young man in front of him who was talking and laughing, Lin Feng always felt that something was wrong, could an ordinary disciple know so much? Can an ordinary disciple still be able to stabilize his mind when facing such a majestic and atmospheric scene?

Besides, the most important point is that an ordinary disciple is likely to have the temperament and state of mind of Lin Ke?

Shaking his head, Lin Feng put his doubts about Lin Ke in his heart, and didn't think about it for the time being, no matter what story Lin Ke had or what identity he had, it had nothing to do with him at this time, it was just two passers-by who met in Pingshui.

Facing the dozens of floating giant islands in the sky, the two leading disciples cautiously bypassed, not daring to approach their kilometer radius at all.

Located in the center of the four areas of the Sea of Blood, the Corpse Mountain, the Soul Tomb, and the Wilderness is a huge square, which can accommodate tens of thousands of disciples without the slightest feeling of crowding.

In the center of the square stands an oval light curtain more than 30 meters high, like a huge portal, and the surface of the light curtain is extremely flat, like a mirror.

But from the surface of the light curtain, there is nothing to see, around the light curtain, there are four huge halls, Lin Feng's eyesight, after strengthening, even objects thousands of meters away can be easily seen.

Therefore, with just a slight sweep, he saw the names of the four halls in his eyes, which were the Yuan Law Hall, the Yuan Instrument Hall, the Sundries Hall, and the Pill Hall.

Everyone looked left and right, obviously not understanding why the two leading disciples had brought them to this square, did they want them to fight each other in the square?

Obviously, the top management of Slaughter Peak did not have such an idea, and in just a few tens of minutes, a middle-aged monk appeared in front of everyone.

It was a monk of about thirty or forty years of age, with extremely plain cheeks, like an ordinary passer-by, and one that could not be found in the crowd.

But he has a very special temperament on his body, I can't say what it feels like, but it just gives people a very natural impression, as if everything is taken for granted.

However, the moment the two leading disciples saw the middle-aged monk, they immediately bowed down and saluted, "The disciple has seen Uncle Shi!" ”

Seeing this scene, Lin Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, he was sure that the middle-aged monk appeared suddenly, because just a moment before the middle-aged man appeared, he was still looking at the light curtain, but in the next moment, the middle-aged man appeared in front of the light curtain.

And what was even more terrifying was that when the middle-aged man appeared in front of Lin Feng's eyes, he didn't even feel the slightest strangeness and abruptness, as if the middle-aged monk had already stood in front of the light curtain.

Lin Feng had even ignored the middle-aged cultivator and continued to look at the light curtain, and when the two leading disciples suddenly spoke, he realized that something was wrong.

At this moment, a word suddenly appeared in his heart......

Back to basics!

The middle-aged monk didn't notice Lin Feng's surprise, or that a monk who had reached his level wouldn't pay attention to a small Yang Yuan second-grade little monk.

In the face of the two leading disciples' gifts, the middle-aged monk only nodded slightly, but the two guiding disciples immediately retreated as if they had been pardoned.

At that moment, Lin Feng clearly saw some kind of unspeakable fear in their eyes, but such a middle-aged man who looked harmless to humans and animals, would he have such a strong deterrent?

Lin Feng just smiled, and didn't think about it, but with that momentum of returning to the basics, it was only easy to kill thousands of them, and Lin Feng didn't think that a harmless middle-aged person could survive in the Demon Dao Sect and ascend to a high position.

"Okay, your trial this time is very simple, every group of three is led by two middle-level slaughter peak disciples, go to the small world to survive for seven days, and those who can survive will get sixty points each!"

The low-level disciples were in an uproar, not to mention the small world and points, just talking about this trial, is it too simple, protected by two middle-level disciples, and if you survive, you can get sixty points?

Could it be that the trial of Slaughter Peak rumored outside the sect was extremely terrifying, but they were just spreading falsehood, or the trial rules of Slaughter Peak had changed.

But the middle-aged monk didn't give the disciples the slightest chance to discuss, and directly asked several disciples to start in groups, and each time he pointed out the name of one person, he took a step forward, and after gathering enough three people, he left the team and stood aside.

Since Lin Ke entered the slaughtering peak seven or eight days earlier than Lin Feng, Lin Ke was divided into the one hundred and twenty-third group, and Lin Feng was in the two hundred and second group.

The two disciples in the same group obviously knew each other before entering the slaughtering peak, so after they were divided into the same group, they chattered about each other.