There are thousands of people in the Wang family, and there are also many young children, and there are as many as hundreds of young children who have entered the trial of the dark small world this time. Except for a few people who have just reached the requirements of the trial, and a very small number of people who have reached the eighth or ninth level of condensation, they either stayed in the outermost part or entered the deepest depths, and most of the remaining trialists were in the middle of the dark small world.

And the trialists who were active in the middle area were obviously divided into several large. But among them, the trialists led by Wang Shiyan were the strongest, and they also had the largest number of people.

Ever since Wang Shiyan obtained the Nine Palaces Fist Spectrum, he scattered the trialists around him, dividing the area to search in groups of two to three, and began to plunder the opportunities in the middle area.

Wang Shiyan's strength, among these trials in the middle area, can be said to be the strongest one, as long as he is favored by them, it is almost impossible to escape being snatched away by them.

Although the strength of the other few is also quite strong, compared with Wang Shiyan and others, it is still a lot worse, so although many trialists have worked so hard to find the opportunity to be snatched away by them, most of them dare not speak out.

Wang Shiyan's arrogance finally caused public anger, and the other big people had secretly united, ready to join forces to teach Wang Shiyan a lesson, the news reached Wang Shiyan's ears, but he only said four words lightly: "Soil chicken tile dog!"

The atmosphere that was originally quite calm among the trialists was strongly broken by Wang Shiyan.

On top of an open wasteland, there is a simple camp, this is where Wang Shiyan and his camp are stationed, rough logs are built into four or five wooden houses, surrounded and the top are covered with animal skins, and there is a stone stove in the middle of the open space, and a large cauldron is erected, and every day in the cauldron, there is a rich smell of meat wafting out.

This camp may seem rudimentary, but it would be nice for the trialists to find a safe place to stay, let alone build a permanent camp, which is already a great idea.

And from the location of this camp, you can see Wang Shiyan's domineering.

The trialists chose to settle in some extremely hidden places as much as possible, or some places that were easy to defend and difficult to attack, but Wang Shiyan built the camp on an open land, surrounded by no shelter and no land danger to rely on.

In the camp, there was a hot and enthusiastic atmosphere.

These days, Wang Shiyan has made several strong moves, helping everyone win a lot of opportunities, not only allowing everyone to get tangible benefits, but also pushing the support of the trialists to a very high level.

"Brother Shiyan, there seems to be a situation in the north, those rough-skinned and thick-skinned stone armor pigs have been killed, could it be that someone has discovered some great opportunity, otherwise who would be so bored and spend so much effort to kill so many stone armor pigs?" a trialist asked Wang Shiyan.

Many trialists gathered in the open space in the middle of the camp, roasting demon beast meat and drinking fine wine, and the atmosphere was extremely relaxed, not at all like a trial, but like a barbecue feast.

Today, everyone is back at camp, ready to rest for the day and relax.

They have already taken a lot of opportunities, although Wang Shiyan did not look at the rest of the people, but he didn't want to do too much. After all, after leaving the dark small world, they still live in the Wang family.

"Oh?" Wang Shiyan's two sword eyebrows lifted slightly, and he said, "Tomorrow, you will go and investigate carefully!"

Wang Shiyan couldn't help but bow his head and ponder.

He knows the stone armor pigs, the thick stone armor on their bodies, even he feels very tricky, it is not easy to kill one of them, how much time does it take to kill them all, now everyone is competing for opportunities, who will waste so much time on those useless stone armor pigs?

Moreover, he felt that it was tricky, so in the middle area, who had the strength to kill all the stone armor pigs?

In his impression, none of the trialists who were active in the middle area had such strength.

"Could it be that someone from the depths came out?" Wang Shiyan frowned silently.

He is now crisscrossing the middle area, if someone comes out from the depths, then he has to be careful, if he provokes, he is afraid that there will be a lot of trouble, so that he can no longer snatch the opportunity without scruples, he doesn't like this feeling, he likes to have everything in his hands.

"Brother Shiyan......" At this moment, a figure in the distance of the camp rushed over, shouting urgently.

The commotion in the camp froze slightly, and everyone turned their heads to look at the man.

Wang Shiyan's eyes swept towards the man, he wrinkled slightly, and his face showed a hint of displeasure, in his heart, no matter what he did, he could handle it calmly, so as not to lose the true character of a warrior.

Not long ago, this person was sent by him to look for Wang Shiwu in the periphery, and it was said that he should have come back a long time ago, although he didn't like it in his heart, but he faintly had a bad premonition.

"What's going on, say!" When the man entered the camp, Wang Shiyan called him directly in front of him.

"Brother Shiyan, something is wrong, Wang Shiwu and the four people who were with him are dead!" The man's face showed a hint of anxiety.

Before entering the dark small world, Wang Shiwu's parents asked Wang Shiyan to take care of him, and it was precisely because of this that he sent someone to find Wang Shiwu in the periphery to share an opportunity.

"What?" Wang Shiyan's eyes suddenly froze, and he stood up, with a domineering aura on his body, looking down at the person condescendingly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Tell me clearly!"

"Roar"

At this moment, in the deep mountains not far away, a furious roar of a fierce demon beast sounded.

In the camp, everyone's eyes suddenly turned to the direction where the beast's roar came from, even Wang Shiyan was no exception.

"Blood-winged Tiger King?" suddenly came out of the camp.

"Anyone dares to fight the idea of the Blood-Winged Tiger King?" someone gasped.

"There seems to be someone on the back of the Blood-Winged Tiger King!" suddenly a sharp-eyed man pointed into the distance, his eyes widened and exclaimed.

Wang Shiyan's eyes also shrank slightly, and his eyes stared at the blood-red demon beast in the air in the distance, shaped like a tiger, with two bloody wings on its back.

"Could it be that someone really came out from the depths?" Wang Shiyan's face was a little solemn.

About two or three miles away, between the three peaks that stood in the shape of a zigzag, the Blood-Winged Tiger King roared and struggled to rise into the air, his blood-red wings spread, like two blood clouds, flapping in the air, and his huge body rolled in the air.

There was a person hanging beside the Blood-Winged Tiger King, who was shaking in thrilling danger with the Blood-Winged Tiger King's churning huge body.

"Who the hell is this?" Almost everyone in the camp stood up, staring in disbelief at the scene of aerial combat in the distance.

Who has the courage to provoke the Blood-Winged Tiger King, and who has the strength in this intermediate area?

This Blood-Winged Tiger King is naturally extremely familiar to them, and they also know that the Blood-Winged Tiger King must also be guarding precious treasures, but even Wang Shiyan, who is so open-minded and confident, has given up the idea of fighting it.

When they first entered the middle area, they saw three places, one of which was the place guarded by the Blood-Winged Tiger King, and after Wang Shiyan weighed it again, he still chose another place, preferring to go deep into the cold pool to fight the Han Python than provoke the Blood-Winged Tiger King.

"Check it out!"

With a wave of his palm, Wang Shiyan led everyone in the camp to rush towards the three peaks.

"It's just looking for death!" someone muttered softly as he ran, looking ahead, with a hint of horror in his eyes.

The Blood Wing Tiger King has the ability to fly, which is the most difficult and terrifying part of it.

These trialists are only in the realm of condensation, and they don't have the strength to fly through the air at all, once the Blood Winged Tiger King takes off, then they can only let it go, even if the strength is extremely strong, they can defeat it, and it flies away, they only have the share of watching.

Like that person, climbing on the Blood Wing Tiger King, it's not that no one can do it, but in the air, that is the battlefield of the Blood Wing Tiger King, who can defeat it, it can attack as much as it wants, but as long as he is a little careless, he is thrown off by the Blood Wing Tiger King, it will be the end of being crushed.

In the sky, Wang Haochen was indeed a little frightened, his body was thrown around with the Blood-Winged Tiger King, bursts of wind slapped on his face, his eyes were difficult to open, and the wind was whirring in his ears, which was countless times more exciting than a roller coaster.

He held the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, and the sword pierced deep into the back of the Blood-Winged Tiger King, and the blood continued to seep down the Blood-Winged Tiger King's fur, but the Blood-Winged Tiger King's red fur was completely invisible.

Not long ago, he found the Blood-Winged Tiger King, just glanced at it from a distance, he felt a little numb, but when he thought of the punishment of failing the growth task, he had to bite the bullet, but he also knew that he would never have any chance to fight hard, so after some observation, he took advantage of the terrain where the Blood-Winged Tiger King was entrenched, jumped down from a height of more than ten zhang, and with the help of strong inertial power, a sword pierced the back of the Blood-Winged Tiger King.

But this result is still too different from what he expected.

In his plan, he wanted to penetrate the back of the Blood-Winged Tiger King into its visceral belly with a sword, and kill it with one blow, not giving the Blood-Winged Tiger King a chance to struggle, but the ideal is very good, and the reality is very backbone.

The Blood-Winged Tiger King was too alert, and as soon as he jumped down, the Blood-Winged Tiger King found out and asked him to stab him with a sword.

"What to do, what to do......" Wang Haochen's thoughts swirled rapidly.

If you really fall to death, it will be too wronged, you have survived several times, and you have the strength you have now, but you finally fell to your death, and the joke is big.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, he lowered his head slightly, and looked down, only to see the earth swaying in his eyes, a feeling of dizziness in his mind, and a feeling of nausea in his chest.

"Whew"

Wang Haochen's face changed suddenly, the body of the Blood-Winged Tiger King turned over, and a huge force surged in his hand, on his head and feet, and fell down.

"Poof!"

The flesh of the Blood-Winged Tiger King was sliced open by the blade of the sword, and the long sword was loosened.

"No!" Wang Haochen's face changed.

He held the hilt of his sword and hung at the side of the Blood-Winged Tiger King, like a little mouse, his body constantly being shaken.

Blood-winged Tiger King, eightfold condensation, martial arts value 16 points.

It is more than two meters tall, three long in length, a pair of blood wings spread, more than ten meters wide, like two blood clouds rolling, in the sky, two huge blood-colored vortices, the sound is extremely terrifying.

Wang Haochen was anxious in his heart, the thoughts in his heart were spinning rapidly, his consciousness moved slightly, and he swept through the storage space of the Heavenly Punishment System, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

With one hand letting go of the hilt of the sword, the light flashed in the palm of his hand, and a short dagger with black light suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a wave of his arm, he suddenly thrust towards the Blood-Winged Tiger King.

"Bang!"

With a soft sound, I felt that the dagger in my hand was like a tattoo on a cloth, extremely tough, and faintly revealing a strong elasticity.