readx;? Lu Xue's elimination made only the wind mark and Li Kuan left here, and the two were still holding each other, which was originally a wind mark with depleted spiritual power, and there were suddenly twenty more immortal ascending seals at the center of the eyebrows. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

made the wind scars that were originally exhausted have a lot of spiritual power. With an angry shout, the spiritual power and soul power instantly fused and attached to the body of the stegosaurus. The burst of spiritual power made the stegosaurus roar even more unbridled, and with a roar that shook the sky, the stegosaurus suddenly shattered the crescent moon that was holding each other.

The moonlight was shining, falling little by little, and in the moment when the crescent moon was broken, Li Kuan also vomited blood and withdrew, a few feet away.

The stegosaurus was undiminished, and it rushed directly towards Li Kuan, piercing through his chest. The sluggish Li Kuan dissipated here, and the twenty immortal ascending seals rose, turning into white light and submerging into Leng Feng's eyebrows, merging with the one hundred and eighty-five into two silver immortal ascending seals.

Li Kuan, who flashed in the outside world, recovered his cultivation at the peak of the imperial realm, and looked at the wind marks in the trial, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, if the two were in the same realm, a separate duel, I was afraid that I wouldn't even be able to withstand the other party's move.

The void surges, the picture disintegrates here, and it is the third layer, and it is also in the third trial.

The lake of the white jade pavilion is flowing, and the fish under the bridge fall with the water.

This place is like a fairyland on earth, magnificent and elegant, the fairy mist is permeated on the surface of the lake, and the reeds in the lake are looming, which makes the center of the lake a little more mysterious.

There are seven people here, except for Feng Jia, the other six people are in, eighteen or nineteen are generally big, the void surge makes the seven people look at the surging place, this is a bamboo forest, a young man in a black robe, walked out of it, that immature face, with a lot of fortitude.

"Brother" came out with a surprised voice. What a kind and long-lost voice.

Leng Feng, who had been absent for a year, had a smile on his face, looked at the wind and ran over, and picked him up with open arms. Leng Feng smiled, he had never had such a smile, and the reunion was the most precious.

"Wind Scar" was shouted by Feng Jia, and the remaining six also looked at the young man in front of them in surprise.

"Brother, where have you been all this year, do you know how much I miss you?" Xiao Qian asked Leng Feng after enjoying the joy. At the beginning, his brother Xiaofeng told himself that he would come back in a month, but he made himself wait for almost a year.

"Isn't it, isn't it in a hurry, brother, I can't help myself" Leng Feng showed an embarrassed smile. In front of his sister, he was not restrained, and he did not care how many monks there were nearby.

"Oh, I went to look for Xiaolong, and he said you're not dead yet, and he told me that he had found the fruit. Xiao Qingxin smiled and told Leng Feng that the two delicate tiger teeth were shining.

"Found it, how are they, Xiaobai" Leng Feng asked, Ling Yu Ma was his first mount, and he really missed it after a year's absence.

"Xiao Bai and Xiao Hei, the last time I saw them was in the late stage of the Imperial Realm, there would be no accident with Xiaolong with them, and last time that Xiao Bai and Xiao Hei occupied a valley and thousands of horses. The more Xiao Qingxin spoke, the more excited he became, and his two little hands held Leng Feng tightly.

"After we go out this time, we'll go find them" The arm stretched out the black robe and rubbed Xiao Qingxin's head.

"If you are not mistaken, compared to this Taoist friend, it must be a wind-scarred Taoist friend" This is a monk with a mighty figure, wearing a yellow robe, and it can be seen at a glance that this is a famous monk.

Even though the six people present knew the result, he wanted to say it from the mouth of the Wind Scar himself.

"Well, I'm Wind Scar" Leng Feng nodded slightly and responded with a smile.

Walking towards the pavilion, the pavilion is not small, enough to sit dozens of people, eight people in it, it is still very spacious. Looking at the eight people here, Leng Feng didn't say much, he didn't know anyone, and all the monks exuded this different aura.

Dressed in white, it gives people a sense of approachability, but there is that sense of being out of reach.

As if feeling the scarred gaze of the wind, Qin Yu turned his head and showed a smile that made people feel comfortable.

In addition to Xiao Qingxin, there is also a female cultivator here, the cold breath is constantly emanating, arrogant, contemptuous of all beings, if you are closer to her, you can feel the cold chill.

Another monk, carrying a spear on his back, stood by the pavilion and looked at the reeds in the lake, like a mortal martial artist, perhaps with the blessing of Leng Feng's golden eyes, there was a trace of anger floating on this man's body. He didn't look back, and although he knew the gaze of the wind mark, he still looked at the reeds in the distance.

There was also a monk, who exuded the smell of wine all over his body, and wore a brocade robe, which was really a waste on him, and his whole body sat on the ground, with his back against the pillar of the pavilion, and fell asleep again with this snoring, and from time to time his right hand wiped the drooling mouth.

The rest of the monks, like the mighty monks, were special but not so noticeable.

Leng Feng quietly looked at the lake in the distance with a small tilt.

"Brother, what are we going to do in the future" Xiao Tingxin felt very confused, although her cultivation was very pleasant, but she still remembered the former mortal life even more. The company of her mother and the scolding of her father are her shortest but beautiful memories.

"Then you, follow my brother home, I already know where our family is" As if feeling a little frustration, Leng Feng comforted with a smile. He didn't tell Xiao Tingxin that he had already seen his mother, which would probably make Xiao Tianxin even more sad.

"Brother, you said you found our home," Xiao Qingxin exclaimed, causing all six people here to turn their heads.

The two of them are brothers and sisters here, and they all know that since the wind mark was robbed of the holy lotus, many monks have gone to investigate the information of the wind mark, check and check, this person's information seems to have been deliberately blocked by someone, except for the Liang Guo gambling arena, they can no longer find the slightest information, maybe it is the big force behind the wind mark that will block the information, and it is not unreasonable to say that there is a big force behind the qualifications of Feng Jia and wind mark.

This time they listened to Feng Jia's words, which made them even more surprised, are these two people orphans, if the orphans have not cultivated since they were children, you must know that there are few people who can be proud of the scattered cultivation. Unless there is a big opportunity, but how can a big opportunity be encountered casually.

"Believe in my brother, we have to cultivate well, and then we will go home together" smiled and stroked the little tilting head.

Time gradually passed, more and more monks stepped into this place, the pavilion was already a little crowded, and there were many monks at the small bridge, enjoying the fairyland-like picture here. And the monks who entered this place had two silver immortal seals on their foreheads and eyebrows.

Leng Feng saw a lot of acquaintances, but Chen Yong was still so arrogant and not good at words. Likan, looking at Leng Feng with a strong battle intent, quite deep in a distant place, stroking the cold sword that emanated from the cold. Han Xiao, standing with An Zhixue, the green jade flute on her waist is particularly conspicuous.

There are also the four outer monks who were side by side with Leng Feng before entering the experience, the early Ming Dynasty, Wang San, etc.

Fluctuations of the Void The last monk entered the place. When the monk entered, the sound of the dome was heard again.

"Now that we have all arrived, I declare the third trial, which begins now. ”

The surrounding scenery suddenly changed as the words fell, black smoke rose up, there was not the slightest tree around, a barren, dry magma was trampled under the feet, endless brown mountains, that was the traces of the magma flowing through, countless craters, many craters are still spewing rolling magma at the moment, which makes people feel a little palpitation.

There are only a few hundred monks in this place, and when you think about it, there are hundreds of thousands of monks, and at the time of the second trial, there are still more than 30,000 monks, such a big comparison is really a bit cruel. It can be said that it responds to the words of the Heavenly King.

"A monk who has not passed the test of blood cannot be called a monk"

Leng Feng's spread swept away, there were only six hundred and eleven people here, and the number of Ming Sect monks here eliminated the least, and under the two trials, only twenty-two people were eliminated. The outer gate was the most tragic, except for Leng Feng and Xiao Qingxin, there were only seven people left. And except for the monk who hid in the black robe like a cold front. The remaining white-clothed scholar monk was the subordinate of Wang San, whom Leng Feng had befriended when he robbed Linggadong Mansion.

"This third trial is to turn the Immortal Ascension Seal in the center of your eyebrows into gold"

"If you want to become golden, there is only one choice, enter the crater and take out eight Fire Flame Beads, one symbolizing this hundred ascending immortal seals. ”

"And after you kill people here again, the immortal seal of others will not sink into your own eyebrows. Moreover, those Fire Flame Beads, after being crushed, will be like an Immortal Ascension Seal into your eyebrows, and you don't have to worry about the Fire Flame Beads being snatched by others."

"Also, the Fire Flame Bead is not so easy to get, if you are not careful, you will die" This voice is the voice of Qiong Xiaozi, he is asking Leng Feng to raise his vigilance, he also took the Fire Flame Bead when he was in the Void Realm, that time is really hard for him to forget for the rest of his life.

I don't know what kind of cold front the Fire Flame Bead is, but since it can exist in the magma, it must be a not simple object, and the cold front of the virtual realm can't ignore the heat of this magma, let alone touch it.

"I'm adding, I will only accept the eighty monks who have entered the fourth layer in this trial" The monks who were about to enter, after hearing these words, instantly many monks used their spiritual power, submerged in the crater, and after advancing to the virtual realm, they were able to operate their spiritual power under their feet, making themselves in the air as if they were stepping on the ground.

But this kind of consumption of spiritual power is not an ordinary consumption.

At this moment, Leng Feng and Xiao Leanxin were together, and the two looked at each other and smiled, this was their first cooperation, and they jumped up and stepped towards the crater with a smile.

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