Lu Zheng stayed in the alien beast space for six days, and when he stepped out of the space, the real world had only passed for two days, and there was at least one day to spare before the inner city gate opened. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The bustling streets had begun to become lively, and many cultivators who were impatient to enter the tower to cultivate had begun to rush to the inner city gate.

Forced by the appalling curse, many people did not dare to go too far forward, but it was still possible to stay in a place where the inner city gate could be seen from afar.

The number of cultivators staying in the inn began to decrease dramatically, and at the same time, more and more cultivators stepped through the desert and crossed the oasis to enter the ancient city of Wild Sand.

The Ancient Tower of Trials can only be entered once in a lifetime.

There are also people who seem to have been born with the trial of the ancient tower, missed it again and again, and never entered the tower once until the time limit came, and missed the opportunity to enter the tower to advance, and there was no place to cry.

Therefore, at every rare opportunity for trial, a large number of cultivators who had never entered the tower rushed to come one after another.

Lu Zheng adjusted his whole body, turned over from the window of the room on the third floor, glanced at the surrounding environment, and did not find anything abnormal, then he carried the Flowing Fire Sword on his back and went to the inner city again.

The further you go in the direction of the inner city, the more crowded it becomes.

The opportunity of the Heavenly Dao can be touched and seen, which can be called a grand event, and the whole world will hold it together. No matter how much Rao wanted to accumulate wealth, he would not dare to set restrictions for the cultivators at such a juncture.

Therefore, apart from the non-existent rule that residents need to register with their real names, there are no other restrictions on entry to the ancient city. This directly led to the fact that those who came to the ancient city of Wild Sand did not refuse, but those who had the mind and the qualifications came as soon as they wanted, and there were more and more.

The black crowd pressed this small world in the ancient city blackened, and the stone slabs that flowed and changed from time to time on the soles of the feet were also overwhelmed, making a crunching sound.

At a distance of more than ten zhang from the inner city, Lu Zheng stopped, took a look, chose the nearest tall locust tree, jumped up, leaned against the trunk, and sat down cross-legged.

At this time, the crowd like the tide, just like Lu Zheng, most of them stopped, found a place to squat quietly, and some were too eager, still going straight forward, until they were almost next to the ancient city gate, and they didn't stop.

"Ahh

"Look! It's bleeding! It's a curse! Everyone, get out!"

"No, how do I think this unlucky old man was secretly shattered by someone, which caused the bleeding of the seven orifices?"

Closest to the inner city gates, there was a commotion, a commotion, an inexplicable quarrel that developed into a group fight.

Lu Zheng glanced at it, then looked away, not caring whether it was the fulfillment of the so-called curse in the legend, or the conspiracy and calculation of some cultivators in private.

Lu Zheng held the Flowing Fire Sword and leaned against the trunk of the tree for a short while, and then he heard the three cultivators on the big tree next to him talking to each other in a whisper.

One of them was worried, and there was a sense of the Holy Father in his tone.

"What should I do? In just the time of Jiazi, the cultivators who left the continent were about to attack. At that time, the other party must be elite. A character like Yan Huai must be a handful, and when the time comes, we will not have a large number of Old Min Sect Master Yu Demon Clan High Priest to face it. I think we're going to be finished. The world is coming to an end, how can mortals survive?"

The other two companions were very disappreciative of their words.

"Senior brother, you are worrying about the sky. Instead of worrying about the future after a Jiazi, it is better to worry about the trial that is close in front of you. If I have the life to live until then, let's talk about it. ”

The last one said: "The cultivator's cultivation is a process of asking the heavens about life and death, and there is nothing to be surprised about when there is an accident or a death calamity. As for Yan Huai's departure from the mainland, if you want to come, come here. At that time, if you want to fight, you will fight, and you will not lose the face of the cultivators of the Lingwu Continent such as us. ”

It is true that there is an emperor of truth everywhere in life, no matter who it is, there is always a time to see through the phenomenon to see through the truth.

Listening to the remarks of the three people on the side, Lu Zheng couldn't help but glance at it slightly, and saw that the other party was just an ordinary three king-level cultivators, with a young and resolute face, and a righteous and masculine body.

Lu Zheng was a little surprised.

He hadn't seen a decent little disciple like this for a long time.

For a long time, in his reflections, the so-called righteous masters have always been a little sanctimonious, especially the so-called righteous giants such as Min Yun and Lin Yuangui, each one is more shameless and disdainful than the other. Now look at the three young people on the side, but I have to say that the righteous path is not full of hypocrites who are inconsistent on the outside. Righteous and resolute, positive and sunny young people still exist.

Lu Zheng sighed and raised his hand to touch the sheath of the flowing fire sword that was silent, and immediately continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

After waiting for another day and a half, the inner city gate, which had been closed all along, finally moved.

"Click. ”

The inconspicuous sound of the door opening sounded in the night, awakening all the nearby cultivators who were sleeping and meditating.

Immediately afterwards, all the cultivators in a circle on the inner and outer three floors straightened their waists, held their breath and concentrated, and their eyes stared at the inner city gate that seemed to be still motionless.

But as if intent to test the patience of the cultivators, the inner city gate remained untouched for a long time. The crowd waited from dark to dawn, and then to the morning light and dew until the sun rose in the middle of the day.

"This Raushzi's Trial Ancient Tower, shouldn't it be playing tricks?"

Some of the grumpy cultivators finally muttered impatiently.

At this moment, suddenly, a gust of wind hit, the sand and mist squinted, and the sun in the center of the nine heavens suddenly shook and fell sharply in an instant, and instead, the stars suddenly appeared in the sky without warning.

At the same time, the sky was dark, day and night were reversed, and the half-curved blood moon slowly climbed.

"Click. ”

The long-awaited sound of the door opening finally sounded again, and amid the cheers of many cultivators, the inner city gate, which had always been closed, suddenly opened.

Immediately after, the dim and empty streets of the inner city came into everyone's eyes.

One after another vague shadows drifted slowly from the empty old street, without making the slightest sound, strange and eerie.

"Gollum. ”

Someone couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and their hands were cold.

Suddenly, at the end of people's sight, at the last moment when all the blurred figures disappeared, an ancient pagoda slowly appeared, standing tall.

"It's the Ancient Tower of Trials!"

I don't know who let out the first exclamation, and in an instant, more and more cultivators were uncontrollable, screaming, and rushed forward.

Lu Zheng swept the Flowing Fire Sword in his hand, jumped down, and at the same time split the scabbards of several cultivators running in front of him, and in an instant, his figure flashed and disappeared into the dark mist. (To be continued.) )