In a jungle-dense valley in the southwest of Wutong Mountain, nearly two hundred disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Sect sat in the woods and swallowed pills to restore their mana.

Chu Zheng stood on the top of the mountain, holding his hands and looking at the west. Thousands of miles to the west is Wutong Mountain, where Shihong and Jian Changkong are besieging Wutong Mountain, and there are phoenix Yin and cold hands in Wutong Mountain.

The sword is empty and lays down this unsolvable situation, and Chu Zheng responds to it with guerrilla warfare. Now it's up to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Netherworld Sect to see what happens.

After a while, a figure flew rapidly from afar, landed in front of Chu Zheng and arched his hand: "Senior brother, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Yin Netherworld Sect each have two hundred people to come to their aid, and now the three hundred people of the Yin Netherworld Sect and the two hundred people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect outside Wutong Mountain are besieging. ”

"How long can Wutong Mountain last?" Chu Zheng asked indifferently.

The disciple of the Ten Thousand Law Sect said without hesitation: "It is estimated that there will be another hour. On the way, he had already begun to calculate the time for the defense support of Wutong Mountain. According to the current attack intensity of 500 people, even if it doesn't stop for a moment, it can hold out for an hour.

Chu Zheng nodded slightly but did not have any clear instructions, and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Sect retreated with their fists clenched, and then fell into the valley to recover their mana.

After another moment, another disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect flew in from afar, bowed down and said, "Senior brother, two hundred disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect appeared in the mineral vein of Panlong Mountain, but they did not make peace with the monk of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in the mineral vein, and they were ambushed in the jungle fifty miles outside Panlong Mountain. ”

After another moment, the third disciple of the Ten Thousand Law Sect returned, and arched his hand in front of Chu Zheng and said, "The two hundred disciples of the Yin and Netherworld Sect galloped all the way to the southeast, and the person leading the team is Miao Hong. ”

"Sure enough!" Chu Zheng snorted coldly, and suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "Everyone, let's go!"

"Respect the Decree of the Law!" the two hundred disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Sect roared angrily, murderous.

Wutong Mountain, Feng Yin in the Bafang Thick Earth Formation watched the four hundred monks outside the formation leave in surprise, and muttered, "Why did they leave?"

The cold hand next to him suddenly let out a sigh of relief, and said with a relaxed face: "Your man has made a move!"

"What my man!" Even Feng Yin, who looked more enchanting and spoke more casually, was a little red at the moment.

Feng Yin and Leng Shou are both smart people. Judging from the fact that the Ten Thousand Swords Array and the Yin Netherworld Sect left two hundred people separately, it must be that the backyards of these two sects are on fire, and the fire is still very violent, so fierce that it cannot be delayed for a moment. It was so fierce that it seemed that it would take another hour to capture Wutong Mountain, but it had to withdraw half of the men.

Leng Hand took a deep breath and said, "I have a special talent, the talent of breath, the talent of divine soul breath. When you come to Wutong Mountain, I can smell the breath of silence on you. Although the breath of silence is very faint, I can still smell it when you come here without stopping. So I always knew that Silence was going to make a move. It's just that in the face of this unsolvable situation, I can't think of how he can resolve it. Now......" Cold hand's eyes suddenly burst into a cold light, "It's up to Zhang Qing now!"

There is a valley eight hundred miles away from Wutong Mountain, which is the beneficial mineral vein occupied by Zhang Qing. At this moment, there were five people sitting in a stone house in the center of the valley. Zhang Qing, the violent big-eyed girl, and the other three trialists were also present. And in the valley gathered four hundred disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Sect.

"Now that we have received the news, two hundred people from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Netherworld Sect have each left, and the remaining five hundred people are attacking Wutong Mountain with all their might. What do you think we should do?" Zhang Qing, who was sitting in the first position, spoke slowly.

"Do you still need to ask?" the violent big-eyed girl couldn't sit still in a hurry, "Now there are only five hundred disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Yin Netherworld Sect surrounded outside Wutong Mountain, and we can send three hundred people, and together they are five hundred." Who's afraid of whom?"

"You can't say that. One of the trialists glanced at the violent, big-eyed girl with an ugly face, "Although they are all five hundred, the other party is two foundation building monks, and we don't have anyone who can compete with them, so it is a failure to go." If it's all a failure, why make a senseless sacrifice!"

"What is a senseless sacrifice!"

Teng De Violent Big-Eyed Sister stood up and shouted: "At the beginning, I asked everyone to fight together with the other party's nine hundred people, and there was no need to leave people to garrison the ore vein, at that time, we had seven hundred people against nine hundred, and you said that there was no chance of winning." But now there are only 500 people left on the other side, and I don't ask all of our 500 people to go out, only 300 people to come to the rescue.

"What do you mean by waiting to attack Wutong Mountain?" the monk who spoke out against it roared angrily, "I am also thinking about everyone as well. Wouldn't it be better if we had enough time to wait until we had a place to hide in a month, and wait until we had someone to build a foundation or advance to the innate and then avenge them?"

"Yes. It's still the third child's method of being steady!" said the trialist next to him.

"Steady like a shrinking turtle?" The violent big-eyed girl went completely violent, pointed at everyone's noses and shouted: "You guys will sit on the shrinking turtle on Tiantai Peak, and you will be a shrinking turtle when you are besieged in Wutong Mountain, and now you have a chance to rescue Feng Yin and Cold Hand, and you are still a shrinking turtle." I've already seen through the character of a few of you!" After finishing speaking, the violent big-eyed girl hurriedly walked outside the stone house, and said at the same time: "If you don't go, I'll go! I'll take a hundred people, even if I die!"

Zhang Qing and the others glanced at each other with gloomy faces, and it was embarrassing for anyone to be pointed at their noses and scolded the turtle with a shrunken head.

"Senior sister, don't be in a hurry to leave!"

At this time, the only female trialist who was still sitting cross-legged stood up and grabbed the violent big-eyed sister and said, "Senior sister, I'll go with you." ”

"Really?" the violent big-eyed girl looked at the woman in front of her in surprise.

"Really!" the woman nodded with a smile, her hands suddenly exuding vigorous mana fluctuations.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the violent big-eyed girl's right arm completely exploded, and her body flew out upside down.

"Die!" Suddenly, Zhang Qing and the others burst out, a folding fan, a sword light, and a cold and shining spear stabbed at the violent big-eyed girl together.

With a bang, the stone house slammed into the impact of strong mana fluctuations. The violent big-eyed girl has not yet landed, and has been blown into a splattered of flesh and blood.

"I've been looking at her for a long time!" the scholar-looking trialist sneered, "I'm most annoyed to encounter this kind of brainless one." There is obviously the safest way, but you have to take risks. ”

"You still want to take a hundred people, foolish dreams!" the other trialist snorted coldly.

Only Zhang Qing was present with a flat expression, and the woman who was the first to hurt the violent big-eyed girl picked up the two storage bags on the ground with an unchanged face.

The scene of Tiantai Peak made them completely understand that in the trial scene, there is no most ruthless, only more ruthless! There is no blackest heart, only more black heart! There is no cruelty, only more cruel! Since the violent big-eyed girl has affected them, then go and die!

This trial scene is so cruel!

"Don't blame us. Zhang Qing waved his hand, and a flame swept around, and the traces left by the violent big-eyed girl on the ground were burned away. "Maybe the Netherworld Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are just leaving temporarily, luring us and others to go to the rescue, it's not for nothing. So we have to be on the safe side. To survive in a trial scenario, you must be cruel and cautious at all times. ”

A few people around secretly pouted. I don't look down on people like Zhang Qing the most, and when things are done, they will do it, and saying so much will make me feel sorry for myself?

Since the Tiantai Peak incident, although several people are still united, it is only mutually beneficial. Because they know that only by coming together can they survive within the brutal trial scenario. As for Zhang Qing, although he was still nominally the leader of these trialists, no one was convinced of him now. They have already understood the cruelty of the trial scene, and Zhang Qing no longer has any suspicious skills to make them respect. It just takes a person to sit in that position for a while.

The Ten Thousand Sword Formation composed of two hundred sword cultivators outside Wutong Mountain did not stop for a moment, and the two hundred sword lights kept bombarding the Eight Directions Thick Earth Formation of Wutong Mountain. The light shield of the thick earth array that each sword light attacked splashed ripples.

Next to the Ten Thousand Swords Array, a hundred ghost yin wind array composed of three hundred people filled the sky with black mist, and hundreds of human-headed demons were frantically biting the light shield, making the light shield of the Eight Directions Thick Earth Formation turbulent. In the black mist, three hundred disciples of the Netherworld Sect sent skulls or long whips to attack the light shield all the time.

The two hundred disciples of the Ten Thousand Laws Sect sat cross-legged in different positions in the light mask, holding different magic techniques in their hands, and their bodies shook slightly with each attack. These disciples of the Ten Thousand Methods Sect, whether they were men or women, whether they were martial cultivators or Fa cultivators, each of them turned pale at this moment.

With a pop, a disciple who only had the cultivation of opening the vein condensing qi suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood emitted a trace of heat before it landed in midair. This hot qi is the secret method for monks to surpass their limits and burst out their potential to burn qi and blood. The young monk's body shook, and he only felt that his eyes were black and his spirit was in a trance. But he still instinctively reached out and grabbed a jade bottle from the ground and poured it into his mouth. But after shaking it twice, the jade bottle was already empty.

After several hours of perseverance, at this moment, each of the two hundred disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Sect had already swallowed the pill. At most, a whole bottle has been swallowed.

The resources of this world have long been scarce, not many monks have elixirs, and most of the spirit stones only have a few pieces. These pills were all donated by Leng Shou and Feng Yin from their storage bags, and they were their personal belongings. But no one would carry a million-dollar pill like Chu Zheng. Now, whether it is Feng Yin or Leng Hand, there is not a single pill or spirit stone in their storage bag.

Outside the big array, Jian Changkong and Shi Hong glanced at each other.

"Kill!"

The two of them suddenly roared.

The sword chief turned into a blue light in his hand, and blasted towards the light shield of the Eight Directions Thick Earth Formation. At the same time, the black long whip in Shi Hong's hand stabbed out silently. At this moment, the attacks of the other trialists and the attacks of the five hundred monks descended on the mask at the same time.

Bang!

The light mask was like a popping balloon, and at the same time, the two hundred disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Sect spat blood from their mouths and languished. The eight-sided thick earth formation was finally broken by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Yin Netherworld Sect together!

"Kill! Leave no one behind!"

There was another roar, and Changkong and Shihong led five hundred people to rush towards Feng Yin and Leng Shou.

Feng Yin's eyes were bitter, his cold hands were gloomy, and the two hundred disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Sect looked desperate.

The sword Changkong took the lead, and the long sword pointed directly at Feng Yin and roared: "Feng Yin, do you think that there will be today! You can't escape from my palm after all! Today I will let you live as well as die!"

"Life is better than death, dare to move my silence, you are killing yourself!" At this moment, a roar came from afar, like rolling thunder!