"What?"

Xue Wei's heart that had just fallen was hanging again, she didn't expect her bear to come into such a dangerous situation.

The old gentleman saw that Xue Wei was a little anxious, so he said softly: "There is danger, but it is not as dangerous as you imagined, although the holy mountain has no rules to follow, but it has never been possible for a person who is not even a Dou Huang to open the path of trial, so he is now just trapped by some resentful spirits who failed to promote to the main god!"

Xue Wei rolled her eyes, almost jumped up from the ground and said, "Where is the old gentleman's holy mountain, can you tell me?"

The old gentleman didn't expect Xue Wei to take such a fancy to that panda, and the value of the inheritor of the Red Flame Goddess was far from being comparable to a panda in his eyes.

"The surroundings of the Holy Mountain have been shrouded in demonic dust, and you want to go in......"

The old gentleman didn't say anything, so he heard Xue Wei ask first: "Old gentleman, do you have a way to send me in!"

The old gentleman's expression froze, he did have a way to send Xue Wei in, but he didn't plan to do it.

Before he could figure out how to perfunctory Xue Wei's words, he heard a loud bell ringing in the small world.

When the old man heard the bell ringing, his face changed, but he didn't expect that the panda really started the path of trial.

In the small world, hundreds of ancient heroes looked at the towering mountain, their eyes full of surprise and anticipation.

"Could it be that Oneiroi is finally going to take this step?"

Ancient Junjie naturally knew the meaning of this bell, it was the bell that someone had opened the path of trial, and the only person in the small world who could open the path of trial was Oneiroiroi.

"Are we finally going back to the Divine Realm?"

An ancient handsome man standing with a sword in his hand looked out towards the holy mountain, and behind him was a pair of pure white wings.

How many years have been asleep, and is the last spark of this group of gods who were sealed in the apocalyptic war finally about to be born?

The group of freshmen who were cowering in their respective trenches suddenly felt the pressure on their bodies relax, and the offensive of these ancient heroes just now actually slowed down.

At the same time, a fiery red fireball slowly rose into the air from the bottom of a high mountain, and a "forest" composed of flames bloomed in the air.

"Hey, isn't this the sign of the guy who rubbed you on the ground back then!"

The fiery red-haired mage, standing in the midst of a charred trench, glanced sideways at the iron-faced warrior beside him.

"Damn, there is no mistake, I was pressed to the ground and rubbed once, and then I didn't press all these people to the ground and rub them!"

The fiery red-haired mage glanced at him, and still said disdainfully, "The tiger can't beat it, so you bully the cat?"

"You ......"

The warrior's face was flushed, and he had a twitching freshman under his feet, and he was close to the final blow of being teleported, but the warrior just didn't let the foot down.

"Am I wrong? Let's wait until Lin Wanjun, who can fight on the day you go out!"

The fiery red-haired boy looked at the big mountain in the sky, it was a towering mountain, and it was also the highest mountain in the small world, and at this time, the forest was marked by the flames blooming on the mountainside, as long as the view of the people was not blocked, everyone in this small world could see it.

"Let's go, let's meet these guys for a while, if Oneiroi succeeds in advancing to the main god, we can also greet Oneiroi at the foot of the mountain!"

The fiery red-haired young man raised a pair of fiery red wings behind him and flew towards the magnificent mountain, and the warrior trampled the young man to death with a sad face, and the yellow light on his body soared and flew in the direction of the holy mountain behind the fiery red figure.

Outside the small world, there were hundreds of frustrated freshmen, a muscular man who looked old, patted the freshmen in his power with his hand, and kept comforting:

"Okay, you guys one by one, don't be depressed, isn't it a good life for Lao Tzu to be eliminated in the 87th place back then? To be honest, there is still a lot of luck in this elimination, so don't be too relieved, when this challenge is over, we will have delicious and good wine waiting for us, come and come, cheer me up!"

This kind of situation is constantly playing out on the school field, and all the forces are racking their brains to think of ways to mobilize everyone's atmosphere in order to restore their strength.

However, the freshmen on the school field are still demoralized, and anyone who is so easily defeated will suffer a huge blow in their hearts.

"Look at the screen, the emblem of the Tielin Gang appears in the sky!"

One pointed to the sky and said with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

In the small world, the badge of the Iron Forest Gang bloomed in the sky like the brightest star, not only on the school field, but also everyone in the small world stared at the badge above their heads as if they were looking at the savior.

"Quick, let's hurry in the direction of the Iron Forest Gang!"

A squad leader attached to the team of the Emperor-level Gang, who was originally a little dull and lost, suddenly glowed with a strange look, and they never had a sense of peace of mind after following the team of the Emperor-level Gang.

Once in danger, the Emperor-level Gang will always want to let some weak forces become their scapegoats, and I don't know how many people have been lost along the way.

Looking at the dwindling number of people in the team, he knew that if this continued, the next person to die would probably be himself, so he had to make a decision now, between the Emperor Gang and the Tielin Gang.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The captain of another small force also led the team, and he decided to join the Iron Forest Gang in another area.

Looking at the royal gang that was losing the number of people in this team, their faces became gloomy, and the leader who looked like a vulture looked at the backs of the departing people, and finally couldn't hold back and said: "There is an ambush of the ancient Junjie outside the woods, as long as you get out of our defensive circle now, I dare to guarantee that you will definitely be killed by them immediately!"

"Die or die, instead of waiting here to be betrayed, let's give it a go and join the Tielin Gang, we have at least one-third of the total number left, if we fight to the death with the ancient Junjie, we may still have a chance to live!"

A man in red armor finally stepped out of his way with a huge meteor hammer, and with a wave of the war hammer in his hand, the remaining dozen members followed him towards the high mountain in the distance.