"I see, that's what happened!" Wang Yin said to himself as he looked at the blackened hob hand on the ground.

The predecessors of this cemetery have been here for so many years, and the number of people who came to the trial is unknown, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is millions, but no one can pass, why?

It's not that there is a lack of geniuses, there is a great possibility that there will be peerless geniuses among the millions of bases.

It's not that their strength is not strong enough, like Wang Yin's three cheap apprentices, the strength is not ordinary, not to mention that there is no limit to the strength of this place, who knows if there will be old guys who sneak in and want to try.

None of them succeeded, for the simple reason that they were all just a line!

Or warriors, or mages or Taoist priests, none of them are three-lineage or even four-lineage.

No, Wang Yin frowned, the third and fourth lines are impossible, but the second line is not necessarily impossible, but even if these second families find out this secret, they will not tell others, and they themselves can't reach the third line, so this secret is hidden.

In the time that Wang Yin was thinking, another new monster was born!

This time it's a bronze leopard.

"It seems that this time I should use the Taoist skill!"

The Taoist skills in this world, Wang Yin only knows the ten realms below, and the healing technique and the spiritual power combat method are not offensive skills, but this is not difficult for Wang Yin, he knows more than these two Taoist skills!

Wang Yin recited the magic in his mouth, and the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were brought together into a sword finger, and a red fire was generated between the two fingers.

Maoshan Dao Technique - Divine Fire Finger!

"Maoshan Dao Technique, it's just right to deal with you monsters!"

Wang Yin flicked his fingers, and a ball of fire flew towards the bronze leopard, the fire was not big, only the size of an oil lamp, but it made the bronze leopard feel extremely dangerous, and it actually turned around and fled.

The speed of the fire was extremely fast, and it caught up with the bronze leopard in an instant, hula, as if a net was suddenly opened, enveloping the bronze leopard, and a black gas fled in a hurry, but it was burned by the fire and turned into nothing!

This small flame like an oil lamp actually killed the demon soul of the bronze leopard directly!

Compared to the bombardment with a small fireball just now, the efficiency is more than 100 times higher.

Maoshan Taoism is so strong that it is terrifying!

"Advanced!" a beautiful voice came from the void.

After the sound of advancement, Wang Yin came to a new space.

The new space is no longer an endless labyrinth, but a meadow of birds and flowers.

An old man in white with white hair and white beard looked at Wang Yin from a distance.

"Welcome, Chosen One, I've been waiting here for years......"

"At this time of year, there is a person who comes to see you, and he is called Huang Yaoshi, and this person is very strange. Each time, he would come from the east on horseback......"

Old Man in White: ......

After a long cup of tea, the old man finally calmed down and said, "Who is Huang Yaoshi?"

"East Evil!"

Old Man in White: ......

"I'll get straight to the point!" The old man in white had no choice, he actually met this magical master, in his mind, after passing the trial, the person should not be overjoyed or excited to shout at him, how could this be the scene.

"Then you can choose to move on to the final trial, which has several different levels, Normal, Hard, Nightmare, Hell, Purgatory. Which one do you choose?"

"Is there any difference between each?"

"The strength of the opponent is different, the number of opponents is different, and the rewards are not the same!"

"How?"

"If you count the strength of an opponent on Normal difficulty as one, the difficulty is twice as high, the Nightmare is four times as great, the Hell is eight times as strong, and the Purgatory is twenty times as great!

"What about the reward?" Wang Yin was curious, "The reward is also the same multiple?"

"It's the same with rewards, but the better the rewards, the lower the chance of getting them!"

"What do you mean? You mean that if you pass, there may not be a reward?" And this kind of gameplay, you people from the Marfa Continent are very good at playing!

If the reward in Purgatory is twenty times, does that mean that the probability of getting it may be only one in twenty of the normal one, or even lower?

"Yes!" replied the old man calmly, but then added, "You can repeat the trial!"

"Repeat the trial, what is the probability of the reward? I won't say that I want to explode myself, right?" The corners of Wang Yin's mouth twitched, this is too pitiful, even the trial still has a probability, how much the designer of this world should like probability.

"That's right! The trial is just a chance for a person with conditions, but whether he can grasp this opportunity depends on whether he is the real Chosen One, as long as he is the True Chosen One, no matter how low the probability is, he will definitely be able to succeed!" the old man replied to Wang Yin.

"You're really confident!" Wang Yin couldn't help but complain, "But when you say you can repeat the trial, do you mean that you have to start from scratch again?"

"No, as long as you don't quit this space, you can practice an unlimited number of times. However, there is a reminder that the trial is not without risk, the battles that take place in the trial are real, and the trialist may die, a real death!" the old man said this, his face became unusually serious.

"Since you can practice infinitely, of course start with the simplest!

"Okay!

The figure of the old man disappeared, and then a black stickman appeared!

"Click!" the stickman didn't even have time to pose, and was slashed by Wang Yin's sword.

The stickman disappeared into thin air like a bubble.

Nothing!

"It seems that the explosion rate of this reward is not high, Triste's lead-filled dice obviously rolled a six, or nothing, if so, then the explosion rate of Purgatory is even more outrageously low!" Wang Yin pondered.

"Do you want to continue the trial?" the figure of the old man appeared.

"Of course, this time the choice is difficult!" Wang Yin remembered that the old man had said before that the higher the level of the trial, the more people would be, and the more people, the better it would be for him!

Difficult trial, two stickmen appeared, and their strength was twice as strong as before.

"Iron Blade!"

The stickman was extinguished in an instant, but nothing exploded!

"Sure enough, the strength has doubled, and it is much harder than the stickman just now!"

"Nightmare Trial!" Wang Yin increased the difficulty again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This time, the strength of the stickman is four times that of the original.

It is equivalent to the level of about the fourth level of Skywalker, and the number of people is four.

Wang Yin needs to be serious about dealing with it.

The first stickman held a pure black sword in his hand, which flashed over Wang Yin like the wind, and the sharp blade swept across.

Wang Yin's body was like an afterimage, allowing the blade to sweep away.

When his body was clear again, he was already above the stickman, and the sword in his hand instantly swept over the stickman's neck.

The first stickman died instantly.

The remaining three stickmen set off a sword light and wanted to block Wang Yin.

But they pounced on the air again, and Wang Yin had already flashed to the back of one of the stickmen and stabbed him in the back!

The second stickman dies.

The remaining two stickmen went up and down, presenting a two-way pinching of heaven and earth against Wang Yin.

Wang Yin flashed again, and the sword in his hand cast the Shadow Moon Peerless Sword to set off a sword shadow in the sky, and after a burst of gold and iron resonance, the sword in the hands of the two stickmen was shattered into tens of millions of pieces.

Wang Yin put away his sword and stood, and two stickmen rushed into the street.

Ding, the enemy is successfully killed, and the smile of Lady Luck descends......