Chapter Ninety-Four: The Trial Ends

Tianyan's shock, Zhuang Xuan didn't know at all. At this moment, he was completely immersed in the pleasure of absorbing the qi of Hongmeng.

Suddenly, Tianyan Daoren's face changed, he glanced at Zhuang Xuan, and left quietly. When he reappeared, he was already in the main hall where he talked to Zhuang Xuan before.

Through the light curtain, seeing the intensifying battle in the outside world, Tianyan's face became a little serious.

"It seems that I still underestimated the abilities of these guys!" Tianyan muttered.

Because just now, he felt an attack fall on the Hongmeng Palace, causing the palace to shake slightly. Although it did not bring any substantial damage to the Hongmeng Temple, it did illustrate a problem. The outer layer of the Hongmeng Palace's defenses could no longer completely block all the attacks. That is to say, as time goes by, there will be more and more attacks that fall on the Hongmeng Palace, and the quantitative changes will cause qualitative changes, and how much damage will be brought to the Hongmeng Palace in the end, Tianyan does not dare to guarantee.

After all, he is just a divine soul body, although he is omnipotent in the Hongmeng Palace, but in fact, he himself does not have much power. He was only able to use part of the power of the Hongmeng Palace as a housekeeper.

After the protective power of the outside world disappears, it is still possible that the Hongmeng Hall will be snatched away by those monks in the God Refining Period. This is not what Tianyan wants to see.

"Looks like we have to leave!" Tianyan made a decision in his heart.

Outside, the battle has entered the white heat.

"Roar!" the white-haired ape shouted as he battled. At this time, he was also hooked out of the real fire, and he was merciless when he shot.

And because the big hand came across the space, in the face of the stormy attack of the white-haired divine ape, it gradually couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

At a certain moment, the big hand paused, no longer dodging the attack of the white-haired divine ape, but headed towards the Hongmeng Palace.

The white-haired divine ape was completely enraged, he looked up to the sky and roared angrily, and his two blood-red eyes burst out with a long red glow, and the monks in the distance were terrified. After roaring, he ignored the big hand, but picked up the iron rod and attacked towards the clouds above the nine heavens.

In front of everyone's eyes, the big hand finally touched the Hongmeng Palace, and the palm of the hand held the Hongmeng Hall in the palm of his hand, and he was ready to take it away.

But at this moment, there was a deafening loud noise above the nine heavens, and the monks below looked up at the sky, their faces bloodless.

I saw that the entire sky was centered on the whirlpool of black clouds, like a broken mirror, and dense cracks appeared.

With the appearance of the crack, everyone seemed to be able to hear a "click" sound.

The crack in the sky became bigger and bigger, the whirlpool was divided and shattered, and the big hand that had already held the Hongmeng Hall was also cut off by the spatial crack, gradually becoming illusory, and finally disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Hmph!" Before the big hand dissipated, a muffled snort came from the clouds, as if the person who shot had been hit hard.

Due to the shattering of the canopy, a powerful suction force came out from the spatial crack, and for a while, the wind and clouds surged in the sky, and everything moved towards the spatial crack.

The wind suddenly rose in the Black Devil Ridge, and the big stones were sucked and flew into the air. Even some of the cultivators who were weak in cultivation involuntarily levitated, moving towards the spatial rift. If you really get sucked in, the consequences can be imagined.

For a while, the wails came and went.

After the ancestors of the four major families glanced at each other, they exerted their * power to imprison the space within a radius of thousands of zhang, providing a place for the monks below to take refuge.

The white-haired divine ape struck angrily, breaking the spatial barrier, and the spatial crack formed lasted for a full quarter of an hour.

A quarter of an hour later, when the sky was calm again, everyone seemed to be reborn, greedily sucking in the fresh air.

The white-haired god ape held an iron rod in his hand, looked up at the sky, and after seeing that there was no abnormality, his body slowly became shorter, and finally transformed into a big man with cheeks.

Looking at the messy Black Devil Ridge, there was anger in the eyes of the white-haired god ape. But after a few moments, calm returned. He turned around, his gaze skimmed over the four great ancestors, and finally stopped at the magnificent Hongmeng Palace.

Everything before, because of it. Only by taking this hall into your pocket can you stop the thoughts of others.

Thinking like this, he clasped his hands and prepared to cast a spell. Seeing this, the faces of the four great ancestors changed slightly, and the spiritual power in their bodies surged.

But at this moment, the Hongmeng Hall was full of brilliance, more than ten times brighter than before.

This change made the monks present stunned, and they looked at the Hongmeng Hall in disbelief. The white-haired divine ape also stopped and watched the changes in the Hongmeng Palace.

Suddenly, more than a dozen figures flew out of the Hongmeng Palace, and the white-haired divine ape's eyes stared, and after seeing the appearance of these people clearly, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But then he sensed something was wrong.

Didn't you say before that you were going to let them practice in the temple for a month? Why did they come out so quickly?

Just when he was wondering in his heart, the Hongmeng Hall shrank sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when the white-haired divine ape cast the spell again, it was already too late.

When the Hongmeng Hall shrank to the size of a fist, it only flickered in place for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace. The white-haired divine ape came to the place where the Hongmeng Hall disappeared, felt the residual fluctuations in the air, and his face changed slightly.

"Space shuttle?"

The white-haired ape stood in place for a moment, smiling wryly and shaking his head. After that, he turned around and flew to the strong people of the Black Demon Ridge.

"Ridge Lord!"

Those big demons in the god refining period and the qi refining period bowed their hands.

After nodding slightly, the white-haired divine ape glanced at the many monks below, and said loudly: "Except for some accidents, this trial is over. If you still want to be a guest in the Black Devil Ridge, Bai is welcome. It's just that the deadline is only one month, and after a month, you must leave the Black Magic Ridge. I won't be with you!"

After finishing speaking, his body shook and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Fang just fought with the big hand, although he finally broke the spatial barrier and cleverly used the spatial storm generated when the space was disordered to cut off the connection between the big hand and the body, but the white-haired god ape itself also suffered some trauma. Although the trauma is not serious, it must be recovered in time.

And the four great ancestors saw him leave, and after glancing at each other, they also left one after another. As for what the white-haired god ape said before about going to the cave to drink a glass of thin wine, they didn't take it seriously at all.

When all the powerhouses of the God Refining Stage left, the atmosphere in the field became more lively.

The monks gathered in twos and threes to discuss today's earth-shattering battle. For them, it was rare to see a strong person in the God Refining Stage fight. Some people may never meet once in their lifetime. This battle was undoubtedly a rare opportunity for the monks present.

After Yun Suifeng stood still, his brows were tightly locked, and he looked quite displeased.

In the main hall, he was immersed in the joy of absorbing unfamiliar energy, but he felt that the unfamiliar energy was fading at a terrifying speed. Just as he was about to absorb it with all his might, he was teleported out of the Hongmeng Hall by an inexplicable force.

Feeling less than one percent of the spiritual power that had been transformed in his body, Yun Suifeng's face became even more gloomy.

But then he seemed to sense something, looked up at the canopy above his head, felt the residual breath in the air, and combined with the discussion of the monks around him, he had a thoughtful look on his face.

"Did the master make a move? It seems that he didn't succeed in the end. Yun Suifeng thought to himself. "What kind of treasure is this hall, it actually attracted the old man to take action in person!"

The master he was talking about was Qin Yu, the head of the Hanging Gate.

When they were in the Hongmeng Palace, they couldn't perceive the movement of the outside world at all. Although the battle between the white-haired divine ape and Qin Yu caused a lot of movement, the ten people in the Hongmeng Hall did not notice it at all.

It wasn't until they were teleported out and felt the chaotic energy fluctuations in the air that they knew they had experienced a great battle before.

Ji Huichun's gaze shuttled back and forth in the crowd, as if he was looking for someone. When he saw a petite figure in the crowd, his eyes lit up and he walked in that direction.

Wherever he passed, all the monks who stood in his way consciously moved out of the way.

"Lin'er, how are you, it doesn't matter, right?" Ji Huichun came to a young girl and asked with concern.

"I'm fine, Brother Ji, but my Brother Ah Hu is seriously injured!" Lin'er, who was squatting in front of Ah Hu, saw Ji Huichun coming over, and quickly stood up and replied.

"I'll take a look!" Ji Huichun squatted down, put his fingers on Ah Hu's veins, and said to Lin'er after perceiving it with his heart for a while: "You don't have to worry, he just has experienced many battles, the spiritual power in his body is seriously consumed, and his meridians have been slightly damaged, as long as he rests well, he will be able to recover in less than a month." ”

"Really?" Cang Er couldn't help but ask in surprise when he heard him say this.

"En!" Ji Huichun nodded, and then his mind moved, and a small porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.

"This is the Pei Yuan Pill that I refined myself, although it is only a human-level pill, it is just right for this little brother. ”

"Brother Ji, this ......" Lin'er wanted to refuse, but when she looked at Ah Hu, who was covered in blood and unconscious, she didn't know what to do.

"Don't excuse yourself! This pill is nothing to me, don't forget, I'm a disciple of the Medicine Spirit Sect!" Ji Huichun said with a smile.

When Lin'er heard him say this, she had no choice but to take the porcelain vase.

"Thank you, Brother Ji!"

After Lin'er thanked him, he hurriedly squatted down in front of Ah Hu, poured out a pill of Pei Yuan Dan, and stuffed it into Ah Hu's mouth.

"Come, give him some drink!" Ji Huichun took off the wine jug on his waist and handed it to Cang'er.

Cang Er didn't think much about it, took it casually, opened the wine jug and poured it into Ah Hu's mouth.

"Slow down, don't overpour him!" an unfamiliar voice sounded behind Cang'er. Cang Er turned his head and found that it was a young man in green clothes who spoke. The young man didn't know him, but looking at the way he looked, he was talking to himself just now.

"My name is Zhao Qian, and I am a disciple of Tianchi Mountain. When I participated in the trial, I fought side by side with the Tiger brothers. Zhao Qian saw Cang'er's doubts and reported that he had arrived at home.

"Oh, it turned out to be Senior Brother Zhao, in Xia Cang'er, thank you for your care for me, Brother Hu. Now is not a good time to talk, we will talk about it later!" Cang Er hugged Ah Hu in his arms, and raised his head to Zhao Qiandao.

"Brother Cang'er doesn't need to be polite, Ah Hu's injury is critical. Zhao Qiandao.

Cang'er was no longer polite, picked up the wine jug, and poured a little liquid into Ah Hu's mouth.