The faces of everyone present were solemn, and the tense atmosphere seemed to be dissipated into everyone's hearts at once.

Everyone's hearts were hanging tightly, and the color of Zhu Yu and Nan Xuan's successive destruction of the monument made everyone's hearts rise with a bad premonition.

Everyone couldn't help but twitch their hearts and asked themselves, what if the stone tablet of the Red Sword Ghost was also destroyed?

None of the masters of the Three Tribulations can break through this stele, so can anyone among them pass this stele?

Wen Qingye sighed secretly in his heart, no matter what, Nan Xuan came from an alliance with him, and helped him at the Dragon Scale Conference, and died in this secret realm at this moment, so he sighed a little in his heart.

However, this love of Qianyougu was remembered by Wen Qingye in his heart.

Time passed little by little, and in a blink of an eye, it was time for a stick of incense.

Huangfu Tianyuan frowned and said: "At this time, it is when Zhu Yu and Nan Xuan destroy the monument, I don't know if the Red Sword Ghost can hold it."

The sound of breathing stopped instantly, and his eyes looked at the shiny stone monument in front of him without blinking.

One breath, two breaths...... Time passed, and the time of half a pillar of incense passed.

The Void True Daoist looked at the stone tablet and said in a low voice: "It's been a half-incense time, has the Red Sword Ghost passed?"

"Let's get over" Cui Qingshan also looked at the stone tablet and said to himself, as if he was comforting everyone and himself.

Wow!

At this moment, the stele suddenly bloomed with an extremely red light, as if ten thousand arrows were shooting out into the distance, dazzling and bright.

Seeing the red light, the demon girl exclaimed, "The Red Sword Ghost has passed!"

"It's over, it's over, it's over"

When the Void True Daoist saw the red light, there was a hint of ecstasy in his eyes.

It is also a feather calamity, since the Red Sword Ghost can pass, he is not half a point worse than the Red Sword Ghost, and he will definitely be able to pass this path.

Wen Qingye looked at the trail, although he didn't know what danger was in it, but he probably guessed that if he could pass this trail, he should at least have the cultivation of the peak of the Tai Xuan Tribulation, otherwise he basically couldn't pass it.

And there are only two ways to put Wen Qingye in the night, go or not, whether to fight with his strength, before he can think about it, a voice next to him sounded.

"Red light, ghost brother has passed"

Huangfu's expression was also slightly relieved overnight, and said: "If someone can pass, it means that the treasure can still be obtained, so let me come next."

Hearing Huangfu's words overnight, everyone subconsciously made a way for him.

Everyone watched Huangfu enter the path overnight, and the stone tablet resounded with a white light again.

Although he was still a little nervous, everyone was much more relaxed than Fang Cai, after all, if someone broke through, it meant that there was still hope, and only Huangfu Tianyuan's expression was more dignified.

Time passed, a stick of incense passed, the stone tablet was still lit, and the atmosphere suddenly became scorching at this moment.

Another half of the incense time passed, and the stele burst out again with a red light.

"It's over" Huangfu Tianyuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the red light.

"Next, I'll do it"

Zhou Chuan saw the Red Sword Ghost and Huangfu Tianyuan all rushed over, his spirit was shocked, and he rushed towards the path quickly.

And they did not say anything to stop him.

Cui Qingshan looked at the demon girl in front of him, and said seriously: "Since this Zhou Chuan is willing to open the way for us, we will wait quietly, if his stele is destroyed, the two of us will follow the sword mark, hide in this secret realm to cultivate, and wait for the end of the secret realm, if Zhou Chuan's stele is red, I will go in first, if my ......"

"Okay, I know, you don't have to say it" The demon girl stretched out her hand to block Cui Qingshan's mouth and said softly.

Wen Qingye was also a little curious, whether this Zhou Chuan could walk through this trail.

It was time for another stick of incense, and the stone tablet that everyone was staring at suddenly darkened.

Extinguished! Zhou Chuan is dead! Another master who is too vain is dead!

In the outside world, the Taixu Tribulation is a great sect of the Supreme Elder, an ancestor-like figure, but now in this secret realm, if you say you die, you will die.

Everyone's hearts sank.

Cui Qingshan looked at the people around him and hugged his fists and said: "This trail is extremely dangerous, Zhu Yu, Nan Xuan, and Zhou Chuan, the three masters of the Taixuan Tribulation have died tragically, and only two masters of the Feather Tribulation have survived, so the two of us will not challenge this."

When the remaining few people heard Cui Qingshan's words, they all nodded in understanding, and their hearts were also lively.

At this time, there were also Wen Qingye, Xuzhen Daoren, Geng Fei, Huangfu Tianyuan, Lin Qiong didn't speak, and everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

Lin Qiong looked at the path ahead, and her heart also retreated, she was old, and she didn't come to the secret realm to become a peerless powerhouse, and then her eyes looked at Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye saw Lin Qiong's gaze and said with a smile: "You can cultivate here, just wait for the secret realm to open like a sword mark."

Wen Qingye has never embarrassed others.

Lin Qiong glanced at Wen Qingye gratefully, and said, "Thank you for your understanding."

"No, it's me who wants to thank you" Wen Qingye shook his head, looked at Lin Qiong and said with a smile: "This way, thank you for the care of your seniors, I Wen Qingye remember your love in Sanssouci Palace, take care"

Wen Qingye immediately no longer hesitated, and slowly walked towards the path ahead.

Everyone looked at the next challenger, and they were all shocked.

"Wen Qingye?" Huangfu Tianyuan looked at Wen Qingye's back, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The Void True Daoist sneered: "If he goes, he will definitely die, the current junior really has some strength and talent, so he doesn't know what to say, haven't you seen the masters of the Tai Void Tribulation destroy the monument one after another?"

Wen Qingye guarded the door of his heart, and paced towards the front without hurrying, and slowly disappeared into the sight of the middle man like a mountain, in the clouds.

..........

Through the clouds, Wen Qingye could only see a path in front of him that seemed to lead to the sky, surrounded by white smoke billowing out, with an unfathomable sense of danger.

Wen Qingye silently calculated the time in his heart, according to the time when everyone destroyed the monument, it was probably at the time of a stick of incense, and at this moment he was almost from the time of a stick of incense.

Time pressed little by little, with a hint of unpredictable danger and tension.

Wen Qingye's right hand also stretched out behind his back, and slowly grabbed the hilt of the Zhuxian Sword.

The air around him seemed to have a hint of calmness and weirdness.

A stick of incense passed, but nothing happened.