Today, there are a lot of people gathered at the foot of Nanshan, and the old students who sat in front of the Nanshan monument before couldn't help but be disturbed by the crowd and stood aside.

More and more people know about the new name on the Nanshan stele, and there are many Qingbai inner disciples mixed with a group of Qingfeng white-clothed disciples, and several elders who are extremely senior in the pavilion also stop in front of the stele to watch.

An elder with a face full of vicissitudes and a tall figure stroked his beard and sighed: "I think back then, I was also high-spirited, and I wanted to suppress the realm to break into the Nanshan Monument, although it ended in vain, but now I think about it with a lot of emotion." ”

"Jean, what are you still doing here?" a lazy voice came from afar.

When everyone heard this, they immediately retreated to both sides like a tide, and naturally formed a road leading to the Nanshan Monument.

They naturally recognized Lu Chao's voice, but what really spread them apart was Yang Li's arrival.

Yang Li was dressed in breezy white clothes and slowly walked towards the stone monument, as if he was simply going to see the scenery, and Lu Chao followed slowly behind.

On that day, Yang Li fought against Lu Chao on the Guanlan Terrace, which had already made many disciples and elders know him.

"Young people, practice gradually, and don't fall into the blind pursuit of ranking. It was the elder who was full of emotion who persuaded Yang Li.

"Thank you, Elder, disciple understands, but ...... I want to try again. Yang Li said seriously, looking at the Nanshan Monument in front of him with black and white eyes.

Yang Li walked to the first flesh monument, stretched out his hand and touched the somewhat cold stone monument, and disappeared in an instant.

"You see, I, Lu Chao, am sure that I will break the record again when I leave my brother, and at least I will have to go to the top ten!" Lu Chao stood in front of the monument with his hands in his hands, shouting to those disciples who were talking quietly.

......

The Nanshan Tablet itself does not have the role of a trial disciple, it can only record the ranking, it is more like the iron order of the Nan Secret Realm that day, which can teleport the trialist to the designated small world, but the means are more sophisticated.

Although Yang Li Yang Li has come to this world for the second time, he is still stumbling, there are mountains, rivers and land, rivers, seas and lakes, which are no different from the outside world, but full of powerful coercion.

The first time Yang Li stepped in, he felt the infinite coercion exerted on him, like Wanjun Kunlun pressing on the top of his head, and he directly pressed Yang Li to the ground.

It takes a pillar of incense to crawl slowly, another pillar of incense to move forward, and the last pillar of incense is teleported out after a few steps.

This time, Yang Li did not fall.

Green tendons bulged out from Yang Li's forehead, and two shoe prints two inches deep appeared at his feet.

You can't borrow any aura and external force here, you can only rely on the power of your body to resist the coercion of heaven and earth.

Yang Li took a few steps forward, and it took a pillar of incense to get to the position of the last time, without any sweat, as long as any sweat overflowed, it would be crushed into fine smoke.

The land was covered with dense footprints, and when Yang Li took a few more steps, he found that the footprints were getting more and more sparse.

A few feet further on, there are no deep footprints, only ...... A row of faint footprints.

The footprints were shallow, like stepping on soft sand.

Yang Li knew that it was a manifestation of the physical body reaching a rare realm, and he could completely rely on his physical body to compete with coercion, without borrowing the support of the earth, so that there were no footprints left on the road ahead.

How powerful is that?

Rumble!

Taking a step forward, almost half a step, Yang Li felt a coercion several times stronger than before exerting on his body, like thousands of blue waves of the South China Sea pouring down on him.

Yang Li snorted, his body was slapped to the ground, his body kept trembling, the air was filled with a bloody breath, and a trace of blood overflowed from Yang Li's skin.

This step is like a moat, a step apart, a difference between clouds and mud.

How can you be willing? Yang Li stretched out his right arm with difficulty and stretched out to the front, even if it was a few inches, it was a few inches more!

Crunch!

Yang Li's right palm was pressed to the ground the moment it stretched out, and before he could even struggle, his metacarpal bones shattered, and the flesh and blood were squeezed together, revealing the white bones and making a creaking sound.

"But that's it!" Yang Li snorted coldly as he stared at his scarlet eyes.

Yang Li trembled, his body exuded a faint clear light, at this moment, all the physical power exploded, just to be able to get up, just to take one more step.

Although it is only a step away, it is also a step away, and this is the boundary, and anyone who approaches this boundary will shake the Dao heart, and will not have the ability or courage to take this step.

Yang Li let out a low roar, his body slowly straightened up, and stood up with the creaky of mixed bones.

In an instant, Yang Li felt a crisis of life and death, this was just a trial, it had nothing to do with life and death, if he didn't leave, it was likely to turn into a pool of blood in the world here.

If you don't take that step this time, you may be able to take that step next time you refine your physical body.

But if you don't cross.

It's hard to settle!

Yang Li had hesitated before, but when he stood up, his heart was like gold, and his eyes flashed with strong determination.

He wanted to try again.

Rumble!

Yang Li ignored the pain, the coercion, and the life and death, he took a step forward, and the high-level magic weapon on his body, Qingfeng Baiyi, couldn't withstand such coercion, and actually split directly into silk silks, his body seemed to be slapped by a giant hand, and half of his leg fell into the ground.

It was as if his heart had stopped beating for a moment, his breath was flowing backwards, and his blood was stopping.

Did he go to the underworld? or in the human world? Yang Li lost consciousness.

......

"Get out of the way!" Lu Chao hugged Yang Li, who was mixed with blood and didn't have much flesh left in his entire arm, and ran towards the Heart Cultivation Tower of Nanhai Pavilion, where there was the best healer in Nanban, and the most precious elixir in Nanban.

At the moment when Yang Li's breath was reversed and he went into cardiac arrest, he was forcibly teleported out.

The same deep voice pierced out of the stele: "Yang Li, a disciple of the outer sect, won the seventeenth place in the flesh stele." A row of small golden letters moved up a few feet.

......

Upstairs on the wooden pole, since Yang Li walked towards Nanshan, the old man in the hemp robe had already stood up and looked at the Nanshan Monument with his senior brother.

"Old Immortal, why did you forcibly teleport him out just now? This may ruin Yang Li's chance!" The old man in the hemp robe was a little excited.

"The chances are slim, he is still young, his Dao heart is strong, his talent is strong, it is rare in the world, I don't want him to die in a trial that has nothing to do with life and death. The old man sighed.

The old man in the linen robe brushed his sleeves away, leaving the old man with a lonely back.

"You still want to try, try ......," the old man muttered to himself, his face showing a sadness and loneliness that he had never felt in a thousand years.