Several top Tianjiao stared coldly at the Illusory Sect Tianjiao, and they couldn't wait to beat it up with that kind of gaze, so that they could relieve the anger in their hearts. And the Phantom Sect Tianjiao, who vaguely guessed this, was extremely angry at this time, he couldn't have imagined that he had actually helped the dog thief carry the black cauldron, and now I am afraid that everyone will think that he stole their Qiankun bag!

"Guys, you're just here..."

Even though he was angry in his heart, Phantom Sect Tianjiao knew that the matter was not small, so he quickly opened his mouth to explain, his face was eager.

However, when he spoke, some of those Tianjiao were interrupted by a cold drink like gritted teeth, "Hehe... Illusion Sect Tianjiao is really a good means, I admire it!"

"Hmph, the mountains and rivers meet, see how long you can be rampant!"

“......”

Listening to these words that hid deep anger, how could the Phantom Sect Tianjiao not know that the problem was bigger. These people are extremely angry now, how can they listen to their own explanations. Even if it were to replace himself, he would have a preconceived idea that after all, his suspicion was too big.

When the Illusory Sect Tianjiao had words of suffering, more and more figures kept coming out of the fog, barely clearing the customs before a stick of incense burned out. In this process, Yan Chutian and the three of them naturally walked out, and the moment they landed, Yan Chutian looked around, and immediately saw the aggrieved Phantom Sect Tianjiao not far away.

He had long expected what might happen in the outside world, and with a little observation at this time, he understood that this Illusory Sect Tianjiao had carried the black pot for him. There was no grievance between them, so Yan Chutian could only apologize in his heart.

After waiting for a while, a stick of incense was completely burned out, and at this time, there were only about fifty people who walked out of the fog, and it was almost half of the elimination rate, and the elimination rate of the second level was almost the same as that of the first level.

As soon as the incense time passed, the old woman slowly walked out again, sacrificed her spiritual power, and urged the maze disk to collect all the fog. When the fog cleared, the cultivators who were still trapped in it could see their surroundings clearly, but this made them not happy at all, but they were all depressed.

Because the fog dissipated, it means the end of the second level of the test, and it also represents their failure.

Closely following Yan Chutian, Yan Ningzhu's eyes also glanced ahead, glimpsing the angry looks of the Tianjiao, and also glimpsing the Illusion Sect Tianjiao who wanted to cry without tears. For a moment, she was puzzled, not knowing what was going on, but vaguely she felt that this... Seems to have something to do with Yan Chu?

The fox glanced at Yan Chutian suspiciously, Yan Ningzhu didn't ask anything after all, no matter what, he helped him pass the second level, and it was only a matter of time before he passed the third level, and he could finally get rid of the nightmare.

The result of the second level was not expected, almost half of the people were eliminated, and the Phantom Sect Tianjiao, who was the most bet in the gambling game, did not let the first one out of the fog. It's just a little surprising that why Yan Chutian also walked out of the fog in a stick of incense?

A cultivator in the early stage of the Transformation Spirit Realm could actually come this far?

"Heh... Most of them were lucky to find his brother in the mist of the trace disk, and followed Yan Chuzhu out of it. ”

"Actually let him take advantage of the loophole!"

"It seems that the major forces should choose a fairer level, and they should not let such people take advantage of the loopholes. ”

A lot of ridicule came from everywhere, in the eyes of everyone, Yan Chutian would never be able to get out of the fog with his own strength, he must have relied on Yan Chuzhu's strength, and didn't they just walk out together?

Everyone didn't know the truth, if they knew that the Illusory Sect Tianjiao they admired in their mouths had already been ransacked by the disdainful Yan Chu Tianxia's black hand, they would definitely be so surprised that their jaws would drop. Moreover, Yan Chutian was not alone in the ransack, and there were also those Heavenly Masters such as the Blood Hand Sect and the Wanhuamen!

All in all, the second level really passed in the ups and downs. After the second level, the old woman took a step forward and announced the third level.

Speaking of which, this third level is much simpler than the first and second levels, and many figures are intertwined in the center of the square, about to engage in a scuffle.

After the scuffle, the remaining thirty-three people were given places, and the rest were eliminated!

"Boom!"

A dull bell rang out repeatedly, announcing the beginning of the melee.

As soon as the bell rang, a large number of cultivators could be seen converging towards some of the centers as if they had already discussed. Those centers are either arrogant, or nameless elder cultivators who have never been inconspicuous, but have always behaved extremely strong.

All in all, there are some outstanding existences, otherwise it would not be possible to attract the attachment of others.

Therefore, it is impossible for Yan Chutian to attract the attachment of others, because in the eyes of others, he is simply a guy who has taken shit luck, otherwise he would have been out of the game a long time ago, how could he have survived until now.

However, Yan Ningzhu and Mu Wan seemed to have attracted some cultivators to attach to, and four or five young people who were not very old but had no background surrounded them, centered on the three of them, and looked at the surroundings on guard.

The eyes of these people flashed with a strong sense of hesitation, as if they did not want to cling here, but after raising their eyes and scanning the surrounding crowds, they finally gritted their teeth and stayed, never leaving.

Several groups of people formed in the scene, guarding each other cautiously, because a big battle could break out at any time, and a small group would be driven out, leaving only thirty-three people.

And I don't know if it's because of the identity of the first person in the second level before, the Illusion Sect Tianjiao is surrounded by a lot of cultivators at this time, regardless of how these people cultivate, but it seems that after all, there are many people and can cause oppression to others.

But before he could be happy about this, he saw the unkind eyes of the top Tianjiao around him, and led his small team to surround him.

This scene made the Phantom Sect Tianjiao feel bad, if he was besieged, even if the largest number of people around him was not enough to see, so he hurriedly shouted at the few leading Tianjiao who were surrounded, "Han Lei, Zhou Feng, don't mess around!"

"Hehe... The dignified Illusion Sect Tianjiao also knows that he is afraid, he is in the fog, how come you don't know what it is!?"

"That's... That's not me, it's someone secretly stirring up the storm and trying to reap the fisherman!"

Illusion Sect Tianjiao hurriedly said, he didn't dare not explain, otherwise it would be too late. But even so, those Tianjiao would be suspicious, after all, except for the Illusion Sect Tianjiao, it was difficult for them to believe that there were still people who could come and go freely in the fog.

"Chu Yuan, how do you prove it?"

The proud girl of Wanhuamen asked that she had been snatched away from the Qiankun bag by someone unknowingly, and she couldn't even see the murderer's appearance, which was really a great shame! Moreover, she also doubted that the gangster had done anything wrong to herself, and she always felt that the Qiankun bag was lost the moment, and her chest was touched by something.

"It's... I can't prove it, but imagine how I could have done such a thing!"

"That's not necessarily, after all, you don't know your heart. ”

Hu Kun's eyes were gloomy, and his eyes flashed with coldness, making the Phantom Sect Tianjiao Chu Yuan want to smash his eyeballs with a punch.