The sound of the gravel falling became smaller and smaller, and sitting cross-legged on one side looking at the hourglass that was about to bottom out, Bai Mei wondered why Huitian hadn't come yet.

Seeing that the sand grains in the hourglass were about to leak, just when Bai Mei secretly sighed that Huitian seemed to be unable to arrive, Huitian, who was dressed in a bloody monk's robe and had a few blood stains on his white cheeks, walked slowly with a human head in his hand.

With a calm face, Huitian, who was carrying the head, approached the crowd, and looked at the group of people in the prince's vein from afar, Huitian stretched out his hand and threw the head in his hand to the side, and said: "Thanks to the love of the princes, I did not hesitate to spend more than ten years of arrangement to take the life of the little monk, but unfortunately the little monk still has a lingering thought, so I have to send this Taoist brother to listen to my Buddha's wonderful sound first." ”

There was blood all over his body, but there was no anger in Huitian's soft words, and there was no trace of anger in his tone, but he was a little comfortable.

The second prince dressed in silver-gray fur slowly stood up, looked at the human head rolling under his feet, and could not see a change in his expression between his cold eyebrows: "What Master Huitian said, Xiao Wang can't understand a word." However, Master Huitian is a monk, and his bloody clothes are always a little ugly. Xiao Wang still has two clean clothes here, if the little master doesn't dislike it, he can take them and change them,"

casually threw out two sets of beggar clothes with a foul smell, and the second prince Cao Xuan looked down at Huitian with a squint, and the domineering meaning in his eyes was fully revealed.

How could this Cao Xuankong be so hostile to Huitian. Bai Mei, who was sitting on the side, looked at the second prince and Huitian who were in a tense atmosphere, and from what Huitian said before and the attitude of the second prince, it was obvious that it seemed that the prince headed by the second prince sent someone to assassinate Huitian, but the assassin was not strong and was killed by Huitian instead.

But in the face of Huitian, who asked the teacher for sin, the second prince not only did not have any reason, but humiliated Huitian with beggars. This suffocating domineering really made many people present frown.

The slender and calm eyes looked at the two beggar clothes on the ground, and Huitian clasped his hands together: "The second prince is kind, and the little monk has it." It's just that if the second prince really wants to take the life of the little monk, it will be safer to do it himself next time. ”

After saying that, Huitian turned around and slowly walked to Bai Mei's side after seeing Bai Mei.

Huitian walked to Bai Mei's side, and the second prince Cao Xuankong also noticed Bai Mei, who had been sitting quietly in the corner.

Sword Demon White Eyebrows, Southern Warriors!

Bai Mei's intelligence information Cao Xuankong naturally knew about it for a long time, but he didn't know that he and Huitian actually had an intersection.

"Trouble?"

Huitian walked over and asked softly.

Shaking his head, Huitian said, "It's nothing, it's a small thing." ”

"Speak up, if you need to. ”

Although Bai Mei himself has no friendship with Huitian, the blood hysteria in Zhao Ling'er's body still needs to be solved by the Vajra Famen Temple, and Bai Mei is willing to help Huitian for this reason.

Nodding, Huitian sat down cross-legged, although the secret hand arranged by the second prince was pulled out by him, but he himself was also injured, and now in this environment, maintaining the peak of his own strength is a necessary condition to ensure that the next level can be passed smoothly.

At the last moment, Huitian arrived, and the huge hourglass in front of the valley was completely empty.

The leaky hourglass slowly sank into the ground with a roar, and the entrance to the black and white valley was completely open to the monks present.

The entrance to the valley opened, and at the same time, countless spiritual lights burst out from the valley and poured into the hands of every monk present.

Looking down at the half of the white jade left behind after the spiritual light disappeared in his hand, Bai Mei looked at the black jade in Lei Luan and Huitian's hands again, and vaguely seemed to guess what would be tested in this level.

After everyone got the jade, an illusory figure slowly appeared in front of the entrance of the valley.

"Now that each of you has a piece of jade in your hand, when you enter the valley, you first need to obtain a piece of jade of the opposite color, and then go through the entire valley to the final assessment site.

Remember, only those who hold two different pieces of jade at the same time are eligible to enter the final test location and participate in the final level!"

After explaining the rules, the illusory figure vanished, revealing the open entrance to the valley.

The setting of the rules of the game made the monks present at the moment instantly turn into two camps, and many of them had even chosen the target they wanted to grab.

Bang bang!

A man with colorful ghost tattoos all over his body fights hard with a green-haired youth!

The tattooed man snorted and took a dozen steps back, his blood-soaked hands quickly healed, a sinister grin appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the dragon from the barbarian god Wuzhai raised a finger, and then reached out to break it severely.

Just when everyone was wondering why Zhilong suddenly wanted to harm himself, the green-haired young man who was fighting against Zhilong just now suddenly snorted in pain, and one of the fingers of his left hand was somehow weirdly broken.

With a cruel laugh, Zhilong licked his lips at the green-haired youth: "Boy, honestly hand over your jade, I can spare your life." ”

With a snap, he straightened his fingers, the green-haired young man looked at Zhilong with cold eyes, and suddenly whistled in his mouth, and under the sharp whistle, Zhilong's hands suddenly burst open, and more than a dozen twisting vines pierced Zhilong's flesh and blood from his palm.

"Hey, that's kind of interesting. ”

It didn't seem to be much of a concern about the abnormality of his hands, and a ghost tattoo on Zhilong's body lit up, and the strange vines on his palms suddenly withered and dried up.

And at this moment, the green-haired young man also removed a writhing rune from his body.

A round of secret fighting, half a catty and eight taels.

Neither Zhilong nor the green-haired young man took advantage of anyone, after all, the monks standing here at the moment were almost the best and most talented group of foundation building true cultivators in the Central Plains and Kyushu.

If any one is put outside, it is not a problem to single out more than ten foundation building peak monks.

Bai Mei and Lin Baiqing were holding white jade, while Huitian and Lei Luan were holding black jade.

"Little Master Huitian, do you remember what we said when we entered the Vientiane Babel Tower?"

His hands naturally hung down, and his slender and straight white eyebrows stood in place, like a sharp sword peak that went straight into the sky, towering and sharp.

The little monk remembered that if they met again, they would not show mercy. ”

For genius cultivators like Bai Mei and Huitian, the slightest mercy on their opponents would be a great insult to them, and their dignity did not allow them to do such an insult to their opponents.

The fight between Zhilong and the green-haired young man made everyone present know that if they wanted to snatch it directly, the time it would take would probably not be very short, and it would not prevent anyone from fishing in troubled waters if they did it in full view.

So under the tacit understanding, all the monks present walked into the valley, where a top-level duel in the Central Plains and Kyushu will completely bloom!

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