"Bang ......"

Gaitian, who had not long entered the shocking door, heard the sound of earth-shattering thunder drums, stopped in vain, and stood in place in disbelief.

The sound of thunder drums? According to the records of the relevant classics of the Demon Sect, if the trialist officially enters the land of the Holy Martial Arts through the Forest of No Return, the Holy Martial Guardian will sound the thunder drum to announce the official start of the Holy Martial Trial.

And the sound of this thunder drum not only announces the beginning of the trial, but also represents an extraordinary honor, the glory of the name engraved on the Shengwu Black Rock, if this holy place is frequently opened, then it is nothing, the problem is that the Shengwu is only open once apart, which is equivalent to a generation of people only a few names engraved on the Shengwu Black Rock, this glory and sense of accomplishment for the strong, than in the history books.

This time, the Holy Warrior was opened early due to the disaster, but the next thunder drum will not be heard until sixty years later.

Moreover, in addition to this extraordinary glory, there are also heavy treasures waiting for them, the Holy Warrior Guardian places the eight heavy treasures at the end of the eight gates of life and death, and the first batch of trialists who break through the eight gates can take the heavy treasures, and these heavy treasures vary according to the difficulty of the eight gates of life and death, among them, the two treasures of life and death are the most valuable, and the shocking door is the second.

Because he knew that Ji's family had entered the door of death, Gai Tian chose to surprise the door, the reason was to take the treasure of the surprise door, and now, Gai Tian had a smile on his face, "Wu Feng, I really didn't mistake you......"

Although Gai Tian didn't know which route Wu Feng chose, he believed that it was not the Ji family who left his name in Heiyan, after all, the Ji family and the Demon Sect entered the Forest of No Return on their front and back feet, and as for the Qi family, it was not in Gai Tian's consideration at all.

For the thunder drum sound, this sky smiled, that Ji Hong was indifferent, however, many people couldn't believe it, no, the Qi family who had just crawled out of the bath of death, with abscesses and redness all over his body, let out an unwilling roar, he was the third son of the Qi family, but that handsome face was as disgusting and terrifying as a ghost at the moment.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, I absolutely do not believe it!"

The third son of the Qi family clutched the dirt in pain, roaring like a wild beast, originally ambitious and wanted to make a name for himself in Black Rock, but the swamp of death shattered his pride and self-confidence.

Not only did his people die and scatter, but also, when he was at his most vulnerable, heard the glory of others.

"No, no matter who it is, I, Qi Yanzhu must kill you, and, Gai Tian......"

The third son of the Qi family stood up, and with his hands stained with mud, he directly detained the abscess on his face, the pain, but it was not as good as the anger and inferiority in his eyes, and in the distance, more than a dozen Qi family children who escaped by luck looked at their brother's back from a distance, and did not make contact, because they felt fear, and they were afraid that this would be a terrible ghost that would detain the flesh and skin.

Nameless hatred, but extremely vicious, besides, when the sound of the thunder drum spread far away, miles away, the sound of the thunder drum was already faintly inaudible, but there were still some people in control who raised their heads, their faces full of consternation.

Chu Fan and Gongsun Rulong, who were drinking on the mountain, turned their heads to look in the direction of the Holy Martial Land, and both of them couldn't believe it.

"Unexpectedly, really unexpectedly, we are still trapped in this mountain village, but there are people who have passed the ...... of the Forest of No Return" Chu Fan's ordinary face put on some self-deprecating smiles, yes, ninety-nine percent of the trialists were blocked by the Swamp of Death, while some people had already reached the Holy Martial Land.

This, people are more angry than people, but Chu Fan quickly recovered his mentality, raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "There are many people in this world, and it is worth floating a lot." ”

Gongsun Rulong saw Chu Fan drink the wine in the cup, and couldn't help but say: "Brother Chu has a lot of energy and a good attitude, come, little brother will give you a drink!" ”

"Okay, let's not get drunk today!" Chu Fan smiled heroically, served the cup with both hands, and drank it all.

On the side, Chu Fan's junior sister Ling Yue looked at the two of them with a headache, as if the Holy Martial Land had nothing to do with them at all, and only the friends in front of them were the objects of their attention.

In the camp next to the mountain village, Mu Yin stood with his hands in his hands, with a yearning smile on his face.

"Brother, it looks like we're a lot behind."

"This last day will be more and more exciting!" Mu Yin turned his head to look at the children of the Mu family who were carrying spears, there was no pity, they were not in a hurry, as for the eight heavy treasures, Mu Yin didn't have any ideas, they wanted to go to the trial, not to get any treasures.

Contrary to Mu Yin, Chu Fan and others, some high-skilled Demon Dao martial artists had a hideous look on their faces, and they destroyed everything around them that could be smashed.

The Land of Sacred Warriors.

Located in a small village in a low-lying mountain col, small bridges and flowing water, green trees, bluestone paths, a few children are playing, and a few strong men carrying hoes back from the fields are smiling happily.

In this small village, pavilions, small villas, ancient old houses and modern houses are built next to each other, without the slightest abruptness, there is no earthly hustle and bustle, no apocalyptic crisis, no dangerous traps, as if it is an outdoor peach orchard as beautiful and comfortable.

In a modern villa in a small village, Zhu Ling, who was dressed in black, sat on the sofa, and saw Wu Feng, Wang Nan and others standing in the woods from the surveillance screen, tired and tired, which made Zhu Ling's handsome face reveal a smile, "Tsk, old man Wu, don't blame me." ”

"Tell Qilin, the information of the foreign enemy has been sorted out!"

Just as Zhu Ling was smiling, a warrior dressed in black suddenly appeared in the house, knelt down on one knee, and presented a document.

"Yes!" Zhu Ling took the information, glanced at it casually, and then got up and said: "Good job, Zi Mouse, gather the twelve heavenly cadres, and set off today to teach those clowns a lesson, so that they know that if they dare to covet Shenzhou, they will have to pay the price of blood!" ”

"Yes!"

The black-clothed warrior nodded, his figure flashed, and he jumped out of the window like black lightning, Zhu Ling, did not turn his head, only looked at Wu Feng who took out a password box from the hole in the tree in the monitor, "Brother, I'll teach the clown a lesson, don't die, I'm still waiting to hand over the creation of the sword technique to you......"

Zhu Ling's words Wu Feng couldn't hear it, fortunately, fortunately there was Wang Nan, if it weren't for this Wang Nan, he Wu Feng would be able to protect himself, but Han Qi, Meng Biao, and Xiao Jiang would be miserable, the trap of combining earth and fire was enough to kill hundreds of people!

At this moment, take out the lockbox, what is in this lockbox, Wu Feng doesn't care much, he cares about the surrounding environment, whether there is still danger hidden around, and whether there are still murder traps. Holding the lockbox, he glanced around suspiciously, and suddenly, the bushes not far ahead, shook, and the sound of "whoosh" sounded, and the nerves that had never relaxed were tense like rubber bands......