The rest of the forty or so people also had half of the trials before they could not wait for the Edgeworth to fly into the space gate, while the other half stayed in place with cautious expressions, watching the other trialists enter.

"Hurry up, enter early and get the elixir of ten thousand years early!"

I don't know who roared, and those trialists who had been holding back were also a little ready to move, and some of them had already begun to enter the hexagonal space gate with the flow of people.

The Hexagonal Space Gate was not large, about three zhang in diameter, and it was obviously insufficient in the hundreds of trials that swarmed in.

As soon as you enter the Qingyun Space, it is the beginning of the killing, and even the brothers of the same sect can't believe it. Infected by this murderous aura, they had not yet entered the Qingyun Space, and at this time, each trialist was careful to guard against the other trialists. Ahead of the door of this small space, conflict is inevitable.

First they were guarding each other, then they were hostile to each other, then they were fighting each other, and then at the entrance of the entire Qingyun Space, the trialists were killed together, and they flew towards the Qingyun Space while killing. Some of the trialists who had been killed and cut into dozens of pieces, the corpses and corpses mixed with blood droplets continued to fall from the sky.

When Ren Xiaoyao saw this, his expression became solemn, if Ren Xiaoyao also rushed over at the first time when the Qingyun Space was opened, he would already be in a chaotic battle circle. Although there may not be danger, if someone takes out a one-time treasure that thunders or even worse, there is still a possibility of accidental death.

At this time, the time for Qingyun Space to open the half-pillar incense has passed, and all the trialists have entered most of it. Of these most of the trialists, more than two or three hundred have died.

Suddenly, the blue twin flying feathers flashed under Ren Xiaoyao's feet, and the red spiritual power wings behind him spread out, one rose from the ground, and Ren Xiaoyao rushed to the entrance of Qingyun Space, but instead of entering Qingyun Space, he flew under the Qingyun entrance, where it was raining corpses.

"He's picking up storage bags, rush!"

At this time, as soon as the shrewd person saw Ren Xiaoyao's actions, he immediately guessed Ren Xiaoyao's intentions, and many trialists who had not yet entered the Qingyun Space quickly flew up with their swords and rushed towards Ren Xiaoyao. The battle between the trialists at the entrance was extremely chaotic, many of the trialists died inexplicably, and many of the deceased's storage bags were not picked up.

As soon as Ren Xiaoyao went to pick up the storage bags of the dead, many trialists quickly followed, hoping to find a small fortune from the corpses of these dead trialists.

However, because Ren Xiaoyao had taken the lead, he had already picked up more than a dozen storage bags when the other monks arrived.

"Kill Ren Xiaoyao, go directly to exchange for Zhuji Dan, and you don't even need to enter the Qingyun Space!"

A trialist had just picked out a storage bag, and when he saw that there were hundreds of thousands of lower-grade spirit stones and two or three semi-top-grade spiritual weapons inside, he was ecstatic in his heart. At this time, he looked up and saw that Ren Xiaoyao was not far in front of him, picking up a storage bag from a half-cut corpse. This trialist suddenly thought of the reward order issued by the monk Bai Ya not long ago, and his heart was hot for a while, and he was afraid that his strength would not be enough, so he shouted and killed Ren Xiaoyao.

Alerted by this voice, a group of trialists who were searching for storage bags were eager and killed Ren Xiaoyao. Compared to picking one or two storage bags, Ren Xiaoyao is equivalent to four Tsukidan in front of him, and any trialist will be tempted.

At this time, the seven or eight monks near Ren Xiaoyao had already formed a situation of encirclement, and they all held spiritual weapons to kill Ren Xiaoyao. Ren Xiaoyao's eyes flashed with murderous aura, and the mirror king's clothes flashed, and his body became transparent, and it quickly became extremely difficult to find.

At this time, when the seven or eight monks beside Ren Xiaoyao saw this, they suddenly became undead, and as soon as the momentum of the forward rush stopped, they hurriedly defended themselves cautiously on the spot.

Suddenly, the trialist who had shouted to kill Ren Yao to change to Zhuji Dan before, his face changed drastically and he slashed towards a certain void, and there was a sound of weapons intersecting in the void, and the light was shining. Then, the trialist's head rose into the sky, blood spurted out, and the storage bag on his body disappeared inexplicably.

Seeing this, the other people surrounding Ren Xiaoyao hurriedly fled into the distance with a frightened face. Where is this siege, it is completely killed.

It's just that at this time, Ren Yao's killing machine has been unfolded, and he will not let others leave lightly. The other person closest to the trialist who had just died also screamed, his head separated from his body, and the storage bag was snatched, and at the same time, the other person next to him, with a frightened expression on his face, fell straight to the ground. Just now, Ren Yao's supreme spirit weapon spirit breaking needle was activated, and any ordinary spirit weapon-level defense was in vain, and the trialist whose body looked unscathed but had died, in fact, had a thin hole pierced by the spirit breaking needle on his skull.

Ren Xiaoyao quickly flashed, put away the storage bags of the dead, and then killed one escaper, and the spirit breaking needle killed another escapee at the same time. In just a few breaths, almost all of the seven or eight monks who were closest to Ren Xiaoyao and wanted to besiege and kill Ren Xiaoyao died. Only one trialist used something similar to a divine talisman and fled far away at once, and Ren Xiaoyao didn't bother to chase after it.

Ren Xiaoyao slowly put the storage bag into his arms, and coldly looked at the hundreds of trialists who were surrounded by him but were shocked by Ren Xiaoyao's thunderous methods.

"The entrance will continue to open for twenty breaths, and the trialists will enter quickly, and if the trialists do not enter the Qingyun space before the entrance closes, they will all be killed on the spot!" At this time, a monk shouted angrily.

Most of the monks here are maintaining the open state of the entrance to the Qingyun Space, and they can't get out. The rest of the idle few Jiedan monks were also helpless against this chaotic and abnormal situation, and could only keep scolding, but they did not dare to use thunderous methods.

At this time, the small sky near the entrance of Qingyun Space was full of dense trialists. None of the factions wanted the trialists to fight and cause damage before they entered the Qingyun Space, but the number of participants in the Qingyun Trial had doubled this time, and the chaos of the scene was unexpected. If the Jiedan cultivator used thunder to kill dozens of Qi Refining Cultivators, he might be able to scare the other trialists into not fighting each other anymore. But behind these trialists all represent a force, and it is not good to kill anyone's trialists to establish power. What's more, there have long been regulations among the major forces that during the Qingyun Trial, non-trialists are not allowed to face the trialists' opponents, otherwise there will be severe punishments.

In this way, Brother Jiedan could only watch the chaotic scene continue. In the end, as a last resort, he had to close the entrance to the Qingyun Space in advance to force the trialists to enter the Qingyun Space early. The opening of the Qingyun Space was also a great burden for the twelve Jiedan monks, and the sooner it was closed, they would be more relaxed.

If the entrance is about to close, it is really effective, and if you don't enter the Qingyun space in time, you will be killed on the spot is even more lethal, and those trialists who have not yet entered the Qingyun space are fighting, they have stopped fighting and rushed to the Qingyun space on guard with each other.

On Ren Xiaoyao's side, the hundreds of trialists who surrounded Ren Xiaoyao but didn't dare to make a move, when they heard the news that the entrance was about to close, they hesitantly abandoned Ren Xiaoyao and rushed to the entrance of Qingyun Space. The strength that Ren Xiaoyao had shown before was too terrifying, even if those trialists believed that hundreds of people could still kill Ren Xiaoyao, they couldn't do it within twenty breaths. If you kill Ren Xiaoyao, but because you didn't enter the Qingyun Space, you were killed on the spot by Jiedan's seniors, it would be too worthless. Besides, there is only one person who kills Ren Yao, and there will only be one person who will be rewarded, and there are hundreds of people here, which is not enough at all.

Ren Xiaoyao stood still, looking at the trialists who flew to the Qingyun Space, with a strange smile on his face, and secretly took a high-grade Breath Pill into his mouth.

Even if they knew that the entrance to Qingyun Space was about to be closed, there were too many trialists, and they didn't dare to get too close to each other. Although they were no longer fighting each other, and the speed of entering the Qingyun Space had greatly increased, there were still more than five hundred trialists queuing up to enter.

Fifteen breaths passed, and there were still five last breaths, and the Qingyun Space was about to close, and at this time, there were still more than a hundred people rushing into the Qingyun Space.

"Damn, where's my storage bag?" A trialist was about to enter the Qingyun Space, and was about to bless himself with a defensive talisman, but suddenly found that his waist was empty, and the storage bag was gone.

"Oh my God, my storage bag is gone. ”

"Who is so lacking in virtue and stole Lao Tzu's storage bag. ”.......

At the last moment, the storage bags of more than a dozen people who had not yet entered the Qingyun Space were stolen one after another. The faces of the trialists whose bags were stolen were extremely rich, furious, frightened, overwhelmed, and so on. The storage bag is the net worth of a monk, and it is also the basis of most defensive attacks, without the storage bag, the trialist enters the Qingyun space, like a rooster that has shed its hair, and is slaughtered.

This stealing storage bag is naturally at ease. There is a semi-extreme spiritual weapon mirror king clothes to hide the figure, there is a high-grade astringent breath of the Breath Pill, and there is a semi-extreme spiritual weapon absolute spirit white robe to isolate divine thoughts, plus Ren Xiaoyao does not attack anyone, just maintains a fast flight with the lowest spiritual power. In this way, there are naturally very few people who can find Ren Yao.

How these trialists who had stolen their storage bags survived in the Qingyun Space was not a matter of Ren Xiaoyao's concern. For Ren Xiaoyao, now all the other trialists are enemies, and any measures that effectively weaken the enemy's strength, Ren Xiaoyao will try.

Among the last dozens of trialists who entered the Qingyun Space, a few of them felt a sudden slight movement in their waists, and before they could find the abnormality, they entered the Qingyun Space and were randomly teleported to somewhere in the Qingyun Space.

At the last moment when the Qingyun Space was about to close, suddenly, four thunderbolts appeared from the entrance, and quickly flew towards the White Cliff, which was about fifty meters away and was trying to maintain the open state of the entrance of the Qingyun Space.

"Evil animal, you are looking for death!"

Seeing that Ren Xiaoyao actually dared to attack himself with thunder at this time, Bai Ya was furious, but at this time, his hands were used to maintain the operation of special magic weapons, and he couldn't use his hand to cast a spell to defend, so he had to take a strong breath of mana and drink a piece to stop the thunder.

The thunder is equivalent to a blow from a monk in the early stage of foundation building, and if it is in normal times, it is almost ineffective against the White Cliff. But at this time, Bai Ya was casting spells with all his might, and if it was interrupted by the thunder, it was likely to be injured by the interface power generated when the Qingyun space and this realm intersected. The power of the interface is a mysterious and powerful power, and with the current cultivation of the White Cliff, he doesn't dare to try it at all. Therefore, when the thunder attacked, Bai Ya had to use his mana to distract himself from the defense.

Compared to the Qi Refining Cultivator, the Cultivator was a heaven-like being, and the thunder was blocked by the shock wave of the White Cliff, and exploded about five meters in front of him. The four thunderbolts exploded together, and the power was still good, although it did not hurt the white cliff, but it caused a trace of fluctuation in its mana.

At this time, the special magic weapon in front of Bai Ya trembled slightly, and a thunderbolt among the ten thousand thunderbolts that permeated the magic weapon suddenly shot out and hit Bai Ya's body. Bai Ya's body flickered, and the mana he exerted with all his might was interrupted, and the entire magic circle that maintained the opening of the Qingyun space was also broken, and the outside of the hexagonal space abruptly shrunk and merged into one point.

Several trialists who were entering the Space Gate were cut into two methods by the strange power generated by the Space Gate, one outside and one inside the Qingyun Space. The other five or six trialists who had not yet had time to enter the Qingyun Space were blown away by the ten thousand thunderbolts that had increased in the surrounding space.

And Ren Xiaoyao, at the moment of throwing the thunder, turned around and entered the Qingyun space.