Tianyun Wu Mansion, a huge circular square.

While everyone was looking at the changes in the rankings on the two lists, the white-robed elder Lu Xingjian was holding four brown-green jade slips in his hands.

At this moment, there are only thirty-eight teams left on the list, and half of the names of the monks on the personal grievance list have turned gray.

However, Lu Xingjian had already been vaccinated, so the monks in the audience did not panic, but they only faintly felt a little worried, but the jade slips of the disciples in the door were still intact, although there was an extra gray soul silk that made people feel extremely strange and unfamiliar, but everyone did not think about it carefully.

After all, unless the Martial Mansion and Tingtian Pavilion were crazy, they would definitely not allow this to happen.

Nearly five hundred monks died in a single trial, which was tantamount to making the future of the Tianyun Kingdom collapse by a small half!

These hundreds of people are not simply a few hundred people, among them, whether they are Condensing Vein Realm monks or Juyuan Realm monks, they are all Tianjiao among the various sects, and they are the hope of each sect, and their respective sects also hope that they can pass the trial, enter the outer gate, inner gate and even the core of the Martial Mansion, and get the Dao edification of this Tianyun Country's No. 1 Martial Arts Holy Land!

Moreover, in Lu Xingjian's explanation, most of these monks whose names turned gray and black were transmitted to the outside world of Wufu City through the green soul card, and only a few monks died in Wufu City, so there was no need to worry too much.

They didn't think about it, and they didn't dare to think that all this might just be a chilling big lie!

"Wraith Line. However, at this moment, Lu Xingjian's pale brows furrowed tightly and muttered to himself.

Because at this moment, one of the four jade slips was suddenly wrapped around a faint gray-black silk thread.

No one knew, even the vast majority of people in the Martial Mansion, didn't know the meaning of this gray-black silk thread.

But Lu Xingjian understands this line. Represents death.

Because, this is what the emperor told him personally.

Because, he was a chess move buried in Tianyun Wufu two hundred years ago!

"Yin Wenyao, the core disciple sent to Wufu City actually killed a ...... But I don't know if he died at the hands of the Heaven Sacrifice Sect or at the hands of the monks who participated in the trial, or ...... It is at the hands of resentful spirits. ”

"But fortunately, Sikong and Qiu Penglu are still there, and they both have that thing in their hands, even if they are free. can also fight with it, and the Sword Sect Sect Master Ling Yunzi has also passed together, and there should be no changes in the Youmi Sword. ”

While Lu Xingjian was thinking in his heart, there was a sudden uproar in the field.

"Look at the team's grievance list, a new team has entered the top 20, the eighty-first team!"

"What's this, it's all the rage when the team is changing, it's all the fuss. ”

"I'm not done yet, look at the captain of the eighty-first team. It was a female cultivator named Ye Lingxi, and what was even more terrifying was that before she entered the trial in Wufu City, her cultivation was the seventh layer of the Condensation Vein Realm!"

"What! The team led by the captain of the seventh layer of the Condensation Realm has entered the top twenty? And this captain is still a female cultivator!"

People who are aware of this. I couldn't help but exclaim, and my face was full of disbelief.

The captain in the team's grievance list is not designated by the monk himself, but the list will automatically be placed in the team. The person with the most resentment is designated as the captain of that team.

In other words, a monk who can serve as captain of a team ranked twenty is on the personal grievance list. It must have been ranked in the top 200!

The seventh layer of the Condensation Pulse Realm, the top two hundred personal grievance list rankings!

Unbelievable!

At this moment, Mao Yuxing, who was standing on the high platform in a red robe, looked shocked, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the list of personal grievances, ranking one hundred and forty-seven.

"Fang Cai is still more than four hundred, and in the blink of an eye, she has already entered the top two hundred! It seems that just now, she must have killed the existence of thirty hidden dragons, it is really unbelievable! It is really amazing, obviously she only has the seventh layer of the Condensation Vein Realm, but she can soar all the way in the Innocent City......

For Mao Yuxing, this result can be said to be reasonable and unexpected.

As soon as he thought of Ling Xue's first-class that was entwined with countless blood-red silk threads, Mao Yuxing faintly guessed in his heart that Ling Xue would probably be a powerful dark horse in this trial, but he couldn't imagine how Ling Xue, who was only at the seventh layer of the Condensation Realm, could survive in a city full of powerful enemies and resentful spirits.

You must know that at this moment, there are less than forty of the eighty-one teams left, and more than 1,000 trial cultivators have eliminated nearly five hundred, and it is precisely such a strict trial difficulty that she can persevere

Moreover, with her peerless appearance, she will definitely arouse the covetousness of many hidden dragon powerhouses, which can be said to be step by step abyss, but she still survives to the present, and not only that, she can also set a dazzling record at this time!

"Who is this nun who is sacred...... There's no name on the Hidden Dragons list!"

Not only Mao Yuxing, but at this moment, the eyes of other people were also firmly fixed on this moment, the name of the girl named Ye Lingxi, who was ranked one hundred and forty-seven.

Huang Tianci opened his eyes slightly, revealing his godless eyes, and read the girl's name: "Ye Lingxi." ”

......

In the mansion, the lights are dim.

"The Ninth Soul Vein ......"

The girl's tired whispers could be heard in the room.

The fine fragrant sweat slid down the delicate blood drop by drop, down Ling Xue's white fingertips, on Ling Xue's tight and smooth back, the rose-colored god and demon diagram was exuding a faint halo, with the appearance of the god and demon diagram, Ling Xue could feel that the blood veins in her body were healing rapidly, and finally exceeded the speed at which the tendons and veins cracked due to the compression of the vitality.

"Whether it is the sword gall qin heart martial soul or the demon sword, even if it is placed in the entire Shenzhou world, it is a first-class creation, but now it is all in my hands, if there is only the sword gall qin heart martial soul, without the muscle healing ability provided by the demon sword scabbard, I must have been supported by this surging vitality fluctuation at this moment, the whole body muscles and veins have been exploded, this drink and peck between the cause and effect is really wonderful. ”

Although it is not ruled out that everything is still in the hands of the super strong behind the scenes, Ling Xue still prefers to believe that the comprehension of the way of the sword and the heart is beyond the expectations of the people behind the scenes.

Because, this is the great creation that she gambled everything to get back!

Only by being ahead of the plans of the people behind the scenes can she hope to take control of her own destiny!

The last few wisps of resentful spiritual power poured into the soul card in Ling Xue's hand, and the shattered soul card belonging to Changtian Zong finally turned into flying ashes and annihilated in this world.

Nine blood-colored soul veins swam in Ling Xue's meridians, and the condensed vein realm's consummate vitality exuded a vitality aura that far surpassed the previous one.

An unprecedentedly powerful feeling arose from the bottom of her heart, and Ling Xue herself didn't know how shocking her combat power could now be with nine soul veins. (To be continued.) )