What did Mu Feng come for, he didn't come simply for the battle, but for the opponent's essence blood, in order to be able to cultivate the essence blood of the reincarnation golden body, how could he return empty-handed.

The Jindan period is not allowed to participate, so it is always okay to participate in the battle of the Yuan Infant Period! So, Mu Feng asked to participate in the duel of the Yuan Infant Period on the spot, but the result was that because there were relatively few Yuan Infant Monks and they also belonged to the high monks, it was impossible for so many Yuan Infant Monks to participate in the duel of life and death, if they wanted to duel with the Yuan Infant Monks, they could only find opponents independently, and the gladiatorial arena only provided a venue.

This result is undoubtedly the official announcement of Mu Feng's gladiatorial career, which is over, in just one month, Mu Feng has gone from being a novice in dueling to completely retiring, and he was forced to withdraw, I don't know if his life is good or bad? Anyway, Mu Feng has no sense of happiness.

If you can't fight, you won't have essence blood, and without essence blood, you won't have the thing to cultivate the reincarnation of the golden body, and if you want to get these, you have to spend money, a lot of money.

Mu Feng stood outside the gladiatorial arena, looking at the endless stream of pedestrians, and suddenly felt a sense of loneliness, but as soon as this feeling came, he shook his head and laughed at himself: "My road is still very long, there are still many things waiting for me to do, and now is not the time to sigh and feel sorry!"

"It's time to participate in the Scarlet Trial!" Mu Feng then returned to the gladiatorial arena, wanting to inquire about the place where the Scarlet Trial was registered, and after some inquiry, he learned that the registration place for the Scarlet Trial was in the gladiatorial arena.

But it was a bit untrue to say that it was a registration, they just told Mu Feng that the start time of the next blood trial was two months later, and if you wanted to participate, you would rush to the foot of the Mountain of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance by yourself, and at that time, someone would bring all the contestants into the arena.

Mu Feng once again walked out of the gladiatorial arena disappointed, this time he went directly to the Boundless Trading House, half an hour later, Mu Feng replaced all the 500 million spirit stones he had won yesterday with essence blood, and returned to He Mansion with the color of flesh pain, and continued to practice his physical body.

The wasteland is the name of a place in the troubled world, thousands of miles away, there are no mountains and no water, not a single grass grows, not even a single insect and ant does not exist, only an endless and dry land, linking the blue sky.

Every crack in the earth was like a demon's mouth, and the wind blew and whined, as if the creatures of hell were roaring, roaring in the sky, full of devastation and terrifying the common people.

The terrible wasteland is like a malignant tumor in the land of troubled times, no one knows its origin, and no one wants to explore its origin, allowing it to exist peacefully for thousands of years.

This calm was finally broken by a sudden storm, and the wasteland was shrouded in thick dark clouds, thunder rolling, and lightning and light were intertwined, like a scene of the end of the world.

After the lightning, the heavy rain fell in the sky, and the cracked earth also frantically absorbed the long-awaited rain, the heavy rain fell for a long time, and the wounds of the earth could gradually heal, when the whole wasteland was covered by a layer of sparkling water, the dark clouds finally dissipated, the thunder and lightning roared, and the heavy rain stopped.

When the dawn shone on the wasteland again, the earth, which had become an ocean, suddenly began to shake violently, and in the center of the wasteland, an even greater crack suddenly appeared, as if to tear the whole earth in half, and the sparkling water also rushed down the crack.

The crack is spreading, like a giant beast that has been sleeping for 10,000 years, has woken up, revealing its hideous side to the sky, the crack is getting longer and wider, and when the shaking of the earth disappears, in the middle of the wasteland, there has been a huge crack about dozens of miles long and several miles wide, no, it should be said that it is a huge abyss, a bottomless abyss.

The abyss was pitch black, and I couldn't feel any movement, as if everything before had nothing to do with it, but at this moment, at the entrance of the abyss, a transparent film of light suddenly appeared, adding a different kind of splendor to this pitch-black abyss.

When the light film appeared, the wasteland changed to its former appearance again, and the earth was still dry, as if the previous heavy rain was just an illusion, and only the huge abyss in the center proved that it was not a dream, but a fact.

The wasteland fell silent, and above the wasteland, a figure appeared out of thin air, an ordinary scribe's robe, an ordinary face, without the slightest momentum, he was like a master in the world, but just by the fact that he appeared out of thin air, it proved that he was not ordinary.

As soon as this person appeared, he looked at the abyss below with an indifferent expression, his eyes kept flashing with a strange light, and he muttered: "The thousand-year period has come again!"

At the same time, in the void a hundred feet away from him, a person also appeared out of thin air, a middle-aged man in a gray shirt, with long hair naturally scattered behind him, and there was no momentum on his body.

The previous person, after looking at the comer, his face remained unchanged, and he smiled indifferently: "Senior Brother Zhong, don't come unharmed!"

The middle-aged man surnamed Zhong said indifferently: "Senior Brother Zhuo is still fine, how can I be sick, Senior Brother?"

Regarding the unkind tone of the comer, the middle-aged surnamed Zhuo didn't care, and said to himself: "The millennium period is coming again, and I don't know how many people will die this time!"

"You are less compassionate here, which time are you not behind the scenes!"

The middle-aged surnamed Zhuo was not angry, but smiled indifferently: "You and I don't need to say this, it will take half a year for the secret realm to be fully opened, and then, we will see you again!"

Regarding the departure of the middle-aged surnamed Zhuo, the middle-aged surnamed Zhong did not make any changes, glanced at the abyss below, and whispered: "I hope it can succeed this time!"

Just a moment after the two left, two people appeared out of thin air in the air, this time it was two women, one of them was actually the flower mother-in-law in the Baihua Building, and at this time, she was standing behind a woman in a white palace dress, covered her face with a white veil, but had a thousand manners.

Although I can't see the appearance of this palace woman clearly, the natural aura on her body can also imagine that this is a woman in the city, and the two were silent for a long time before the palace woman whispered: "The millennium period is here again, I'm afraid a lot of people will die again."

Hearing this, Granny Hua also looked solemn and said, "Miss, do we still want to participate?"

The woman in the palace costume was silent, and after a while, she sighed: "With a beginning, how can you give up halfway!"

"But ......"

Without waiting for Granny Hua to finish speaking, the woman in the palace costume interrupted her: "Okay, I understand what you want to say, but we still have to do it, who can come out alive, that is their fate, we have no choice!"

Immediately, the two of them disappeared, leaving a long sigh in the air.

On the second day of the mutation on the wasteland, there was a news from the Scattered Cultivation Alliance that the blood-colored trial after two months was canceled, and the date was changed to half a year later, and the location also became the wasteland.

As soon as the news came out, those casual cultivators were all stunned, they had never encountered such a situation, why the Scattered Cultivation Alliance would change the rules, they didn't know, so they were more just shocked by this, but they didn't have much reaction, let alone surprise or horror.

And the high-level of some of the big forces in the troubled world were shocked inexplicably, some were surprised, some were frightened, no matter what, when the initial shock passed, they began to move, and small movements continued, which can be described as a dark tide surging.

When Mu Feng learned about this, it was already a month later, and He Huandou personally told him and ordered Mu Feng to participate.

But He Huandou did not explain the cause and effect of this incident, but only said something that made Mu Feng hesitate, that is, the time of this trial is ten years, and when the ten-year period comes, you must find an exit to leave, otherwise, you can only be trapped inside for a thousand years, of course, provided that you are still alive.

This trial is different from the blood trial, the blood trial is to let all the contestants kill each other, leaving only ten winners, but this time there are no rules, as long as it is ten years later, it can come out alive even if it wins, but there is no reward for winning, and it is up to you to participate or not.

This so-called autonomy, that is for others, Mu Feng is a little persecuted, but this is not the reason for his hesitation, but as soon as he enters the trial, it is ten years, ten years is not a long time for others, but for Mu Feng, it is a long time.

Mu Feng has only been six or seven years since he stepped into cultivation, and these few years have allowed him to grow to the point where he is now, and those ten years seem too long, but in the end he still nodded and agreed.

It's just because of He Huandou's words: "This opportunity is once in a thousand years, and if you miss this time, you will have to wait for another thousand years!"

A once-in-a-millennium opportunity, Mu Feng also wants to see what kind of existence the place he went to this time was.

"This time, I'm afraid it's not simple, there are even Yuanying Cultivators to participate, I think some big forces in the land of troubled times will participate, and at that time, the danger will increase dramatically, but the most important thing is the danger of the secret realm itself!"

Mu Feng's eyes are full of solemnity, and it can make the entire troubled world flock to it, and it is strange that it is not dangerous.

"Just in case, you still have to be more prepared!"

As a result, Mu Feng began to frequently go in and out of the boundless trading house, elixirs, talismans, and seals for this uncertain adventure, he can be said to have prepared all the things he could think of, and none of them were left behind.

Although the recovery speed of his vitality was already enough to consume it, Mu Feng still didn't dare to be careless, and all the elixirs he bought were refined into pills in case of emergency.

As for the Fu Seal, this is also Mu Feng's temporary thought, the spell that the Fu Seal instantly stimulated, although there is only one attack, but it is activated quickly, and it can solve some urgent matters.

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