Chapter 594: Hunting Ground, Starry Sky Grassland

After thinking about it, Ye Qingcheng jumped down from a two-zhang tall tree. As a result, there was a sudden cry of "oops" on the grass.

At this time, he suddenly realized that he had lost his qiē ability, did not have any spiritual power, and his strength was almost weak. At the same time, he noticed the changes in his body in horror, and his palms, legs and feet became smaller.

A seven-year-old, silver-haired child sat on the grass with a frightened face. When he was seven years old, he didn't even learn the thirteen swords of the Ye family, and he could only play a few small wooden sticks.

"Do you think that this ancestor will test your six senses like other dragon ancestors?" A shadow was cast, and a tall thin figure wearing a silver cloak stood in front of Ye Qingcheng, there was no body in the cloak, only a wisp of blood-colored smoke, "Remember, this ancestor is trying to find your painful pleasure in you, not to teach you! From now on, you have nothing left, only a little poor observation, as for how to pass this simple test, it depends on whether your mind is bright." ”

"How many stages are there in this trial?" asked Ye Qingcheng.

"Five floors. The Wind Dragon Ancestral Soul said, "With each passing layer, your strength and age will increase, but the danger will also increase. ”

"How do you get through the first layer of guò?"

"Kill the nine-headed silvereye beast here. As he spoke, the Wind Dragon Ancestral Soul let out a hoarse laugh, and the figure disappeared faintly.

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In front of the ancient hall, Liu Beishui and King Jingfeng sat in the air.

The sun was setting in the west, and a faint cloud of smoke was wafting over the sky. Liu Beishui was holding Xiaobai in his arms, holding the milk sac, feeding Xiaobai. King Jingfeng beside him was drunkenly drinking the wine in the wine gourd.

"Seniors, those ancestral dragons were all killed by the ancestor of beast taming. Liu Beishui stared at the Wind Dragon Hall and said, "Why would their souls obey the orders of the Immortal Fire Ancestor and train the trialists who came to challenge?"

"Experience?" King Jingfeng seemed to be listening to a joke and said, "Except for those who are detached, like the void in the Green Dragon Palace, any other guardian or dragon soul will do whatever it takes to kill the trialists. Especially here, it is dedicated to the pleasure of torture and killing. Do you think the Wind Dragon Soul will guide that kid? Don't be whimsical, it just wants to find catharsis in his pain. Your eldest brother can't learn anything in it except to suffer. ”

"What are the odds of this test?"

"It's not huge. ”

"How many exactly?" Listening to his tone, Liu Beishui felt that there were four or five percent.

"Less than one percent. King Jingfeng said with a sigh of thought.

"Nine deaths, one life?!" Liu Beishui said in shock.

"If it weren't for that solid dragon ball, he wouldn't even have a chance. ”

At this time, the Wind Dragon Palace, where the ancient gate was closed, was filled with a bloody dim light. The sound of cooing bubbles tumbling echoed in the air. Ye Qingcheng sat on the Thunder Spirit Throne, his eyes closed, his expression was calm and there was no discomfort, and he couldn't sense any breath around him. Suddenly, a blood snake condensed by blood and water swam out of the abyss, condensing into a hideous blood-colored ghost shadow at the edge of the abyss, a total of nine, they walked aimlessly like ghouls wandering in the graveyard.

Suddenly, one of the blood-colored ghost shadows stared at Ye Qingcheng, and the ghost's eyes flashed with silver light.

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On the vast savanna, Ye Qingcheng climbed onto a twisted ancient tree, held a sharp stone, and struggled to chop a branch. At this time, he was the same as he was when he was seven, except for his silver hair, which was different in mind.

"Aggressive ......" The sound of slashing sounded one after another, and he said angrily: "If you don't have strength, what if you know their weaknesses? It's not that you can't kill them!"

After cutting for a while, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. In the grass in the distance, a strange white wolf shadow flickered.

"Beast tamer, how can you make such a big movement in a dangerous and unfamiliar place?" he said, giving up the idea of chopping wood and making spears, and slid down the tree with agility.

He crouched himself among the weeds, staring cautiously at the grass ahead. That white wolf, with a strong physique, twice as large as a normal wild wolf, was a second-order fierce beast. Most crucially, it has a pair of silver wolf eyes.

"One of the nine-headed silvereye. He muttered to himself, "It's already eyeing me." ”

The second-order beasts are equivalent to a martial sect at the most, what are the chances of winning a hard battle?

"No, I'm not who I used to be. Ye Qingcheng thought secretly: "Even if you don't have the strength, you still have a plan." ”

After thinking about it, he smelled a faint fishy breath in the air, and a flash of spiritual light flashed in his mind. Once you are targeted by the two-order fierce wolf, you will definitely not be able to beat it, and you will not be able to escape. However, fortunately, there are nine silvereye beasts here, and they can use their territorial awareness to deter each other.

A roar was heard in the distance, and the silver-eyed wolf rushed towards him. Ye Qingcheng grabbed a stone on the ground, turned around and ran wildly to the east.

His young figure, in the eyes of the silver-eyed wolf, is a piece of delicious meat. No matter how hard he tried, he was still chased closer and closer by the silver-eyed wolf.

"Where, where!" Ye Qingcheng tried his best to find as he fled.

The smell of the air is getting stronger and stronger, but no trace of it appears.

After a while, the silver-eyed wolf was about to catch up with him, but he stopped abruptly.

"Right here!" he quickly lowered his waist, searching carefully, the smell of the smell in the air had reached the point of smoking.

The silver-eyed wolf also stopped, its sharp fangs were dripping with saliva and its black tongue licking and licking its nose, and it was quietly approaching Ye Qingcheng, ready to pounce at any time.

In the middle of a bush of thick weeds, Ye Qingcheng pulled out a crypt the size of a bucket. So, he immediately threw the stone in his hand into the cave and shouted. At this time, the silver-eyed wolf was already two feet away from Ye Qingcheng, and it swooped up, and the sharp claw tips, like copper hooks, pounced on Ye Qingcheng's young back.

At the last moment, Ye Qingcheng fell to the ground in a hurry. At this moment, an angry black shadow burst out of the underground cave.

"Phew!!"

Blood is flying and the smell is tangy.

Ye Qingcheng turned his face in horror and sat on his back on the grass, blood splashing all over his face.

It's not his blood, though, it's python blood.

The scene was almost frozen, a bucket-thick black-scaled python and a ferocious white wolf confronted each other. Among them, there was Ye Qingcheng, who had a frightened face and almost no resistance.

"Fight, fight. Ye Qingcheng secretly urged. He didn't dare to stand up directly, but slowly retreated to the north.

The black-scaled poisonous python is also a second-order, with a pair of silver snake eyes. Obviously, they are all silver-eyed beasts. However, they did not fight stupidly.

"Sizzle......" The silver-eyed python spits out its brown tongue, catching the breath in the air. On its head, the silver-eyed wolf jumped by, and scratched a few scars.

In other people's territory, the silver-eyed wolf was weak, staring at the silver-eyed python with fear, and then looking at Ye Qingcheng greedily. In the end, it reluctantly turned around and walked away.

Finished. Ye Qingcheng was suddenly nervous, if they didn't fight, he would have to die.

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