Lei Zhenxiong moved the first altar master out, who dared to express dissatisfaction, Bai Qing could only hum quietly and did not dare to speak again, and the surrounding people were silent afterwards.

Lei Zhenxiong nodded with satisfaction when he saw this, and said: "Of course, we are not unreasonable, for the sake of Wen Qingye's youth, we can make an exception."

As he spoke, he said to a master of the Twelve Red Maple Altars below: "Give him the clothes."

The master of the Red Maple Twelve Altars responded, and then handed a broken step shirt to Wen Qingye, Lei Zhenxiong continued: "This broken step shirt is made of the skin of the Heaven Devouring Nine Spirit Python, you can effectively resist the impact of the Blood Demon Water when you wear this, but this is only a broken shirt, but the Blood Demon Water may rush into your body from the crack at any time, corroding your flesh and blood, if you are afraid, you can choose to give up at any time."

Wen Qingye looked at the broken clothes in his hands, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, even if this shirt blocked the most important parts, but he knew that walking back and forth from this pool of blood demon water, his body would definitely undergo huge changes, and there would definitely be a few holes.

Li Tianhong is such a smart person, he would not have thought of this.

Wen Qingye looked at the long shirt in his hand, and fell into thinking, there should be some way to resist it, suddenly, his heart moved, picked up the long shirt and put it on his body, and then walked slowly towards the pool.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the small pool, wondering in their hearts, didn't he really plan to jump down and catch that silver needle?

Wow!

The people present could only see Wen Qingye's body hidden, as if he was completely wrapped in a broken step shirt, and then jumped into the pool of blood demon water.

Thump!

The crystal water splashed everywhere, even though they knew that the splash would not fall on their bodies, but everyone still subconsciously retreated a few steps to the rear.

Under the pool that everyone couldn't see, I saw Wen Qingye turn into a golden dragon, curled up in the broken step shirt, and the broken step shirt just completely wrapped the inconspicuous dragon.

Canglong is a void divine beast, so he can naturally easily change his body shape, coupled with the tight encirclement of the broken step shirt, it is difficult for the blood demon water to flow into Wen Qingye's body.

Finally, at the bottom of the pool, Canglong swooped down with a long broken step shirt, and the silver needle floated with the splash, and then Wen Qingye put the silver needle on the top of his head and rushed upward.

Whoa!

The moment Wen Qingye rushed out of the water, he turned into a human form again, and then he let out a long breath and raised the silver needle high, and the audience burst into thunderous cheers like a fried pot.

The master of the Twelve Altars of Red Maple gradually felt that this inconspicuous young man could always bring you infinite surprises, maybe it would be a very interesting thing to be with him! Nie Tiandong also had to admire Wen Qingye's courage.

Although it seemed that Wen Qingye was not injured much, no one knew whether his body had been eroded by the blood demon water, and with this courage, everyone secretly admired it.

And Wen Qingye took advantage of everyone's inattention and collected a part of the blood demon water, whether it was used to sneak attack the enemy or to plant heavenly and earthly treasures, it was a good treasure.

The five elders also looked at each other and smiled, Lei Zhenxiong nodded and said, "Okay, courageous, smart, know how to seize the opportunity, it seems that we old bones are really about to abdicate and make way for Xian!"

Li Bo, one of the five elders, shook his head and said, "No matter what, he is still too young, how can he serve the people? Don't forget, none of the branch altar masters in each hall are fuel-efficient lamps, let's see if he can pass the third level."

Lei Zhenxiong sighed and said, "The third level, I hope he can succeed."

At first, he was really not optimistic about Wen Qingye, but as Wen Qingye let him see miracles again and again, he began to be a little optimistic about this young man who was not shocked by honor and disgrace.

Lei Zhenxiong looked at Wen Qingye below and shouted, "The third level, set up a chess formation!"

Whoa!

The masters of the Twelve Altars of Red Maple around them retreated into the distance, and then the square suddenly became spacious, leaving Wen Qingye alone to stand on it.

Just when Wen Qingye was a little confused, he only heard a rumbling sound, and the earth shook, and then from the ground began to highlight huge stones.

And Wen Qingye's feet happened to protrude a boulder, and the boulder was like a crazy growing tree, with Wen Qingye constantly climbing.

Wen Qingye looked at it and found that the boulder under his feet was black, while the boulder not far away from him was white.

"Chess?"

Wen Qingye looked at it and immediately understood, this is to solve this chess game, maybe by virtue of strength, maybe by command, or maybe by strength, and by command.

The smoke and dust are filled, and on the whole square, the boulders are like mushrooms after the rain, and they are highlighted.

About half a pillar of incense time passed, and the white chess pieces in front of them finally stopped protruding, and the black chess pieces on Wen Qingye's side stopped trembling.

If you are suspended in the air, you will be able to see that this is a magnificent chess game, and the chess pieces in the field are staggered in black and white, like the stars in the sky.

Wen Qingye looked at the white chess pieces in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Lei Zhenxiong looked at Wen Qingye and said in a low voice: "This is a game of life and death, you can only take three steps, if you don't save the sunspot in three moves, then you will lose, you will have to bear the blow of this life and death chess game formation, which may make you die on the spot, I hope you think twice, and finally make a decision, and finally tell you, this final test is designed by the old altar master Li himself for you"

Wen Qingye frowned, and said, "Since they have all reached the third level, where is the reason to retreat?"

After speaking, Wen Qingye looked at the criss-crossing chess game in front of him.

"Hey"

Lei Zhenxiong sighed deeply and said in a low voice: "Old Altar Master Li said, one blow of the formation of this life-and-death chess game is enough to strike a blow from the Infinite Golden Immortal, if this kid fails, he will definitely be wiped out."

Bai Qishui said indifferently: "Fate is a very magical thing, since it is his own choice, let's watch it."

Everyone looked at the black and white chess game in the distance, and strange lights appeared in their eyes.

At this moment, the white chess is in full swing, the momentum is vast and strong, the black chess in the whole field is dying, the general trend has gone, there is basically no way to live, as long as one blow, the black chess will be completely destroyed.

(End of chapter)