The strongest person in the Flame City is the old man in the Soul Refining Realm, who is not weaker than the three envoys of the Human Desolate Pavilion, and the three old men who stand on the edge of the pen, and the color and words are also extremely polite. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Soon, the light curtain of Flame City cracked again, and five teenagers were brought up, the five of them obviously couldn't fly, but when they reached the old man's side, they seemed to be stepping on the ground, but their bodies shook, and then they stood there with a serious face.

"These are the future of my Flame City, and if they can become disciples of the Human Desolate Pavilion, it will also be their fate. The old man of Flame City said with a smile.

The old man embroidered with golden roosters in front of him swept over them, nodded slightly, and said: "It's really good, the sixfold peak of condensation qi, although it is not as good as the inner disciples in the ten directions of the world, but it is also the top among the outer disciples, and it can be on the top of the ten directions list." ”

Five teenagers stepped out from the old man's side, jumped up, put on a huge pen, and a middle-aged man followed them, and the five of them also stepped up, standing in a place where no one was, their faces expressionless.

"The three seniors, the Renhuang Pavilion once said that more than five people participated in the trial, but they could be accompanied by a famous protector. The middle-aged man standing on the giant pen hugged his fists towards the three old men.

The three old men nodded casually, not taking it to heart at all, seeing this, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he didn't want to offend the strong man of the Soul Refining Realm for some reason, the old man in the Flame City said a few more words to the three messengers, and then turned around and went back to the Flame City.

The light curtain above Flame City closed again and changed, and countless demon beasts and magic weapons were conjured up.

"Let's go!" Zhao Wu snorted, the huge pen lit up again, and the dark clouds appeared, fleeing towards the sky, speeding away from the Flame City, and rushing to the next location.

The giant pen was shrouded in dark clouds, and only the space inside it could be seen, and the scenery outside could not be seen, so it was impossible to know where it was.

The figures of the three old men of the Soul Refining Realm were hidden in the depths, and at the very front, standing the other five Desolate Pavilion Protectors, only Zhao Wu stood beside Daizi and Meng Ran, not too far away, but as if they were like the Flame City, they were the protectors of Meng Ran and Daizi.

"Your Excellency is the protector of Refining Weapon City?" the middle-aged man walked in until he stopped three or four feet away from Meng Ran and asked kindly.

Zhao Wu's expression was as usual, he looked at this person and said, "No, I am the protector of the Dharma. ”

"I'm afraid these two juniors have something to do with Your Excellency, otherwise they wouldn't have made the dignified people desert and stand by the side of the two of them. The middle-aged man's eyes flashed and he said tentatively.

Zhao Wu's face remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "It has nothing to do with you." ”

Seeing his attitude, the middle-aged man was not annoyed, but after smiling, he returned to his original place, looked at Meng Ran and the two casually, and then put his mind at ease.

After a while, the dark clouds around the giant pen dispersed again, and came to another city, this giant city was much more quaint than the Flame City, but there was a fierce aura, like a sword qi washed out, after the dark clouds were removed, Meng Ran was a little uncomfortable, and Daizi was even more pale.

"This is Heavenly Sword City, most of the disciples in this city are mainly sword cultivators, and their attack momentum cannot be underestimated, they are your great enemy!" the middle-aged man said to the five teenagers.

The five teenagers nodded, their faces were indifferent, as if they had not been affected by the Heavenly Sword City Protector Spirit, they just stood with a calm demeanor, and when they looked at Meng Ran and their side again, there was a look of disdain and disdain in their eyes.

They clearly saw Zhao Wu's attitude towards the middle-aged man, the other party was a human desolate pavilion protector and couldn't make trouble, but the two peers who were difficult to resist even the Heavenly Sword City Protector Spirit made them laugh at it, and this attitude was undisguised on their faces, and there was no meaning to hide.

"The ...... of the deserted pavilion"

It was still the same sentence, and as soon as the words fell, several long rainbows flashed out of the giant city, standing not far from the giant pen.

The leader is a middle-aged man in a robe, with white temples, a thin body, and a straight body, like a spirit sword out of the sheath.

Behind him, followed by two young juniors, about the same age as Meng Ran, all holding their hair in a bun, dressed in white, with an indifferent expression, standing quietly behind the man, as if the sky would fall and not move.

"Soul refining again?" Zhao Wu's face changed slightly, and he muttered.

The three envoys were also taken aback, this man was only half a step weaker than their cultivation, and he was refining the soul realm for the first time.

Cultivators continue to cultivate, although they can prolong their longevity, but the qi and blood in the body cannot be concealed, unless they continue to break through, or there are heavenly and earthly treasures to replenish, otherwise they will gradually decay with aging, but the man in front of him has enough qi and blood in his body, and he is obviously not more than a hundred years old.

"Within a hundred years, stepping into the Soul Refining Realm, Heavenly Sword City will be prosperous......" the envoy sighed.

The man's expression was indifferent, and when he heard this, he didn't move, and said, "The envoy has won the prize, this is my second son of Heavenly Sword City, and he is the one who tried it this time." ”

The two indifferent teenagers behind him, after hearing the man's words, shook their bodies, boarded the huge pen, and also chose a place where no one was man, sat down cross-legged, and did not look at the people around him.

"Guys, please come back. The man waved his sleeves and turned into a ray of light and returned to the giant city, and the sword aura outside the Heavenly Sword City was great.

The five Dharma protectors on the huge pen frowned, and the three old men glanced at each other, smiled, and said, "The previous city lords of Heavenly Sword City are like this, full of swords, and don't ask about the world, which is also in line with the character of sword cultivation. ”

The crowd didn't stay long, the dark clouds pressed down, and they fled away again.

On the huge pen, the five teenagers who originally despised Meng Ran had already left it behind, and looked back and forth on the two indifferent teenagers who had just come up with a solemn expression, they could become trialists, none of them knew how to advance or retreat, that kind of person could not be a trialist at all, they clearly knew that those two indifferent teenagers were their enemies.

will compete with them for the status of disciples of the Human Desert Pavilion.

Huge pens descended one after another, and in each majestic city, the treasure of the city protector spirit weapon was pressing, and there were countless masters in the city, and some giant cities even the three envoys of the soul refining realm were treated politely without the slightest contempt.

The huge pen space, which was originally empty, became narrow after people kept coming up.

Everyone occupied their own corners, stayed there, and no one had much contact with the people of the other giant cities, and even if they occasionally intersected, they only talked a little bit, and then quickly separated.

Meng Ran looked at the past roughly, there were nearly a hundred people, except for some of the protectors of the giant city, just teenagers of the same generation, there were no less than ninety people, all of whom were trialists with human famine orders.

"The outer disciples of the Human Desolate Pavilion will have trials every year, and they can be included in the Ten Directions Heaven and Earth through it, and the number of outer disciples will be determined according to the number of people each year, usually there are only fifty or sixty people, and this year is really surprisingly much. Zhao Wu said with some surprise, and also meant to inform Daizi of the news.

As for Meng Ran, it is nothing to Zhao Wu, it can only be said that he is stained with Daizi's light.

"The cultivation of the two of you may not be bad in the Sword King City, but among these nearly 100 people, it is the level of the downstream, if you have the ability, hurry up and improve your cultivation a few days before the trial starts." ”

Meng Ran's eyes flashed, and he glanced at Zhao Wu in surprise, listening to the meaning of his words, he wanted Daizi, who had no desolate order, to also participate in the trial, but when he thought about it, Meng Ran was relieved, the other party was the protector of the Desolate Pavilion, if he couldn't even do this, it would be really strange.

He now has the fivefold peak of condensation, and Daizi is afraid that he only has three levels of condensation, and he is indeed not in front of everyone.

However, Meng Ran will not compare himself with Daizi, the other party has a desolate Dharma protector relative, even if the realm is weak, there is a chance to make up for it, even if it is difficult to make up, he can help in the trial.

And Meng Ran himself, no relatives and no reason, but there are no outsiders to help him, if he can't pass, then he will really be eliminated, thinking of this, Meng Ran's heart moved slightly, there are still thousands of spirit stones in his storage bag, and after arriving at the destination, if he has the opportunity, he has to buy two magic weapons.

There is not much difference in the combat power of low-realm cultivators, relying on the suppression of the realm and the power of the magic weapon.

Time passed quickly, Meng Ran noticed that the dark clouds around him had signs of dissipation, just when he thought that he was going to a certain giant city again, the scene in front of him surprised him, in the place where the dark clouds were weak, there was an extremely majestic area, looking far away, there was no end in sight, pavilions and palaces, continuous into a sea.

In the sea-like continuous temple community, there are seventeen mountain peaks standing among them, some are cloudy and mist, some are looming, and some of the peaks are surrounded by thunder and lightning, and purple thunder is constantly flashing.

Almost all of the seventeen peaks broke through the sky, almost as level as the giant pen flying in the air.

It's just that the seventeen peaks are more extensive than the countless giant cities that Meng Ran has seen along the way, Meng Ran's expression was sluggish, and it took a long time to come to his senses, he knew in his heart that this was not a giant city, but a place of trial.

People are deserted!

Approaching the nearest main peak, this peak is one of the seventeen peaks, surrounded by a hazy haze, and when you get closer, you can smell a faint fragrance, which makes the mind clear and the spirit uplifting.

Standing on top of the giant pen, Meng Ran could occasionally see a figure walking by, and occasionally looked up to see the huge pen above, with a faint look of contempt in his eyes, as if he was disdainful of their group of outsiders.

"It's here, in the territory of the Renhuang Pavilion, the ten directions of heaven and earth!" the voices of the three old men came out, making everyone's hearts tremble.

"This peak is called Yuhua Peak, which is one of the seventeen main peaks in the ten directions of heaven and earth, and there is an ancient magic inherited on it, if you can comprehend it, you will benefit immensely. ”

The young men immediately looked at this mountain peak, their eyes showed excitement, and even the protector beside them was slightly moved.

When the old man saw such a scene, a smile appeared in his eyes, these seventeen main peaks have been standing here for countless years, and there have been many outstanding people in the past dynasties, but only a few people have comprehended the divine arts, and they don't care about everyone's behavior at all, because it is impossible to comprehend them so easily.

If it can be comprehended, it will make the old men excited, and they will immediately become a disciple of the Human Desert Pavilion, and they will directly become an inner disciple.

"Half a month later, participating in the trial of human shortage, your food and lodging on Yuhua Peak will be arranged, if you don't understand something, you can also ask the disciples in the mountains. Several Dharma protectors spoke.

When the people heard this, they dispersed, and some of them were taken away by the protectors, and the young girls who did not have protectors also left on their own and disappeared in the mountains.

"You don't finish your words, this mountain is full of outer disciples of Yuhua Peak, and any one of them is in the late stage of condensation, if they are arrogant, it is inevitable that they will be taught a lesson. Zhao Wu watched Meng Ran and Dai Zi leave, and walked next to several Dharma protectors.

A famous Dharma Protector smiled and said, "Before the trial, it is good to sharpen their sharpness, and they will always grow after suffering a little." ”

"I'm afraid that the outer disciples will shoot too hard and hurt them, but it will affect the trial. ”

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