Without waiting for others to ask, Shao Ming continued to take care of himself: "At the beginning, those who were able to pass through the rift in time and space and come to the Xuanling Continent were all powerful demons, but in this trial, most of their strength was suppressed at the eighth-level soul disciple realm!"

After saying this, the faces of several disciples present changed slightly.

Among the newcomers who participated in the trial this time, the lowest realm was Fang Feiyang's fifth-level soul disciple, and the highest realm even reached the ninth-level soul disciple, which was already a rare existence among teenagers under the age of sixteen!

The eighth-level soul disciple, for most of the newcomers who participate in the trial, is a slightly stronger but acceptable existence, you must know that most of the demon and demon races have some special talent skills, and the combat power of the same level is generally more than that of the human race!

In other words, if it's one-on-one, the vast majority of newcomers won't take advantage of it, not to mention that the number of demon remnants here is even more than that of the newcomers, and it is likely that they will have to face a one-to-many situation!

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Elder Shao, is this a little more difficult?"

"If you are not strict, how can you choose a real talent?" Elder Shao Ming blocked Lu Yuan back with just one sentence!

"What's more, the rules of the competition are to reach the temple at the top of the mountain within an hour, and there is no requirement to kill these demon remnants, and the newcomers can also use alliances, escapes, or other methods to achieve their goals, which invisibly increases the chance of passing!"

Hearing Elder Shao Ming say this, Wu Nian and the other four gradually showed a hint of smile on their faces, while Lu Yuan and Zhang Yan's brows furrowed!

As the chief disciples of each peak, their vision is very unique, and everyone has a similar judgment in their hearts about what may happen next-Fang Feiyang is going to be unlucky now!

According to what Elder Shao Ming said, the cultivation of these demon remnants was suppressed at the realm of eighth-level soul disciples, which was slightly higher than the average level of disciples participating in the trial, but it was still within the range that most people could accept!

However, Fang Feiyang was only a fifth-level soul disciple, a full three levels behind these demon remnants!

If the strength is slightly worse and can be made up for through strategy, on-the-spot adaptability, luck and courage, then when the strength gap is large to a certain extent, these things become meaningless!

There is only one ending - one-sided crushing!

Thinking of this, Zhuang Jintang finally laughed uncontrollably: "Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brother Zhang, I'm afraid this newcomer you are optimistic about will be in trouble!"

"The result is undecided, don't be too happy!" Lu Yuan responded coldly, but when he heard this, it always made people feel a little hard-mouthed.

I saw that the hundreds of demonic remnants of the divine soul light points fell from the sky one after another, floating in the forest, and then a terrifying aura quietly spread!

The remnants of the demons retain the consciousness of their former lives, and will spontaneously seek out nearby disciples who will participate in the trial.

Among all the disciples who participated in the trial, Zheng Chenguang was the one with the highest cultivation, having already reached the realm of a ninth-level soul disciple, and was now in the first position in the entire team!

Zheng Chenguang was heading towards the top of the mountain, and a chill came from the back of his head, but fortunately, he turned around and dodged the fatal blow when he couldn't make a move, and at the same time faced the enemy who sneaked up on him!

It was a big fat man covered in carrion, filthy blood flowing from various crevices in his body, and a foul stench in the air.

In his right hand, he held a sharp meat hook, which was obviously the murder weapon that had attacked him just now!

"Rotten Flesh Demon?" Zheng Chenguang asked with a frown!

The other party didn't answer, just cracked a mouth, smiled stupidly, and the fishy saliva flowed down the corners of the mouth, falling on the ground drop by drop, making a corrosive sound of "zizi"!

"Are the remnants of the demon clan such idiots?" Zheng Chenguang shook his head and sighed: "It's okay, it's boring to walk for so long, let's warm you up first!"

Before the words fell, a blood-colored giant axe more than a foot long appeared behind him, exuding an endless chill!

The Blood Axe Martial Soul is a four-star martial soul, which not only has a strong attack power, but also can absorb the blood essence of the opponent to replenish itself, which can be described as a murder weapon!

Zheng Chenguang held the huge blood axe with one hand and swung it fiercely towards the Rotten Flesh Demon.

......

Wang Tingyi is an eighth-level soul disciple, his mountaineering progress is slightly behind Zheng Chenguang, and he encountered several traps in a row just now, which more or less affected his travel speed, and at the same time made his state consume some!

Reaching the top of the mountain in under an hour is not stressful for him, but it would be a bit of a shame if he didn't make it to the top 10!

Suddenly, his gaze focused on a fruit tree not far away, where there was a huge wild fruit, full of aura!

Wang Tingyi was secretly happy in his heart, this is really sleepy, someone will send a pillow, if you get the supplement of this spiritual energy fruit, the top ten inner disciples will be in the bag!

He walked towards the fruit tree, and was about to reach out to pick the aura fruit, when a hint of tightness suddenly flashed in his heart.

At the critical moment, Wang Tingyi rolled on the spot, dodged a mouthful of poisonous juice shot in front of him, and then looked at the branches!

I saw that on the branch behind the aura fruit, there was a small cyan snake coiled, and the most strange thing was that the head of the little snake had a cockscomb-like sarcoma, exuding a dense mist!

Seeing that his poisonous juice did not hit the target, the little snake opened its mouth and let out a "cluck" chirp, the sound was like a hen!

And with this cry, from the ribs of the little snake, two bat-like wings gradually opened!

"Bat Wing Chicken Snake?" Wang Tingyi said in surprise: "I didn't expect to meet this kind of demon clan here, it's quite interesting!"

As he spoke, the image of a black leopard appeared behind him.

The Shadow Leopard Martial Soul also belongs to the fourth-level martial soul, this kind of martial soul can not only make people have sharp claws, but also hide their own tracks, and is best at sneak attacks!

"I'm not afraid of you, I just don't want to waste time with you!" Wang Tingyi sneered, his body gradually became transparent, and he disappeared into the jungle, leaving the "bat-winged chicken snake" in a daze on the branches!

......

Zhu Dong held his right hand weakly, and a huge rock the size of a water tank flew in mid-air, forcing a blue-faced and fanged demon clan on the opposite side to be in danger!

He is also an eighth-level soul disciple, and his martial soul is "Giant Spirit Rock", and he is in a fierce battle mode!

Because of this, he started a head-on fight with the ghostface demon on the opposite side, and directly overwhelmed the other party in terms of momentum.

"Hahahaha, I thought there was something powerful about the remnants of the demon clan, but that's it!" Zhu Dong laughed, flicked the five fingers of his right hand, and the huge rock suddenly split into three without warning, and smashed towards the ghost-faced demon from different directions!

At this moment, a smile that was more ugly than crying suddenly flashed on the face of the ghost-faced demon, and his body blurred for a while!

The next moment, his figure directly crossed the void of more than ten meters, and appeared two meters in front of Zhu Dong, his five fingers were like steel claws, inserting into Zhu Dong's heart!

At the critical moment of the stab, Zhu Dong did not panic at all, and in the next second, an emerald green light suddenly appeared on his side, slashing through the wrist of the Grimace Demon like a scimitar!