The soles of Yang Yan's feet stepped on the cracked earth, and through the soles of his boots, he could also feel waves of heat rising from below, and the whole thing was a steamer.

"Is this the sixth layer?" Yang Yan muttered as he looked at the endless barren world, this was completely different from the previous layers.

That voice didn't appear, I think the test began when he stepped into the sixth layer, but what would the test be? Yang Yan didn't know, because there was nothing in front of him, no enemies in the talent test, no stone walls on the third layer, no sword formation on the fourth layer, and no soul attack on the fifth layer.

Yang Yan turned around and found that there was the same scene all around, nothing different, the cracked earth, the dry riverbed stretched in all directions, and there was no head anywhere.

"Perhaps, if you want this prince to get out of this barren world, maybe you want to give it a try anyway. Yang Yan's eyes flickered, without any hints, he could only rely on his own exploration, and getting out of here was a very reasonable possibility.

The problem is that there is such a large wasteland, and I don't know how to go in the right direction, and I don't know which direction is right, and it is very likely that it will go in the opposite direction.

However, Yang Yan has never been an indecisive character, he raised his eyebrows slightly, he made a quick decision, his body moved, and he casually picked a direction to leave, and it would not be wrong to go in one direction, if he deliberately embarrassed him in the direction, it was not like what an ancient god sect would do.

However, at the moment when he was about to move, there was a sudden pause, Yang Yan's brows frowned slightly, and after entering the subtlety, his speed was much faster, and with the ubiquitous wind, it was even faster to a point, and he could move with the wind, but now he felt that his movements had slowed down too much, much slower than when he was originally quenching his body fivefold, as if he had just entered the martial arts.

"How can this be?" Yang Yan was puzzled, he was used to the extreme speed, and now the speed was like a snail crawling, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Breeze Sword Technique!"

The flame sword came out of its sheath, and a sword light slashed through the void, cutting through the oncoming hot wind, and where it passed, the ground shattered, cutting out a deep ravine, but Yang Yan's brows were furrowed even tighter, he actually ...... I can't send out the Qingfeng Sword Technique, the sword just now is just the sword light drawn by the Fire Flame Sword itself, which is too weak.

His attacks and speed were severely limited, almost weakened by ninety-nine, and the situation was somewhat similar to the battle with Qin Yu two months ago, when Qin Yushi unfolded the Shura realm and also suppressed his strength.

But there is a big difference between the two, the suppression of him in the Shura realm is not serious, but he has to pay more aura to support the battle, and he can still exert a large part of his strength, but now this situation is not as simple as being suppressed, he feels that he is back to the period when he first entered the martial arts, and it is impossible for him to be able to send out Xuan-level martial arts at that time.

Yang Yan tried the Yellow Rank Sword Technique that had long been used again, and the result was the same, even the power of the Huoyan Sword itself could not be exerted to a few points, and there was even a sense of difficulty, if it weren't for the fact that he had been with the Huoyan Sword for a long time, and with some kind of tacit understanding, I am afraid it would be difficult to use, all of which seemed to confirm his conjecture, and now he is a martial artist who has just entered the martial arts.

But the strange thing is that he can still cause a lot of damage here even though he is so weak, and there are several deep ravines ten zhang long in front of him, all of which are his masterpieces.

"The intensity of the space here is much weaker than the outside. Yang Yan thought about it and understood, it was true that he had become weaker, but the spatial strength here had also weakened, so he could still cause such destructive power, but why did he have to do more, it was the original strength Isn't it better?

"The attack has become weaker, but there is no big problem, and there are no enemies, but the speed is ......" Yang Yan groaned slightly, with his current speed, he didn't know when he would be able to get out of this vast wasteland, he didn't have much time left, four months had passed, and only about a month was left to open the trial land agreed by the five imperial dynasties, not to mention that he would need time to go back to the palace, and it would take time from the palace to the place of trial, and time was pressing.

Raising land, his face must be pale, and he threw all the thoughts in his mind, no matter what happens in the future, the important thing is the moment, he can't give up the test in front of him because he may not be able to meet the deadline and the rewards that can be obtained by passing the test.

Moreover, the rewards of the sixth layer and the place of trials are more important, Yang Yan is still clearly distinguished, if the first few layers of the ancestral tower, the land of trials can be compared, this sixth layer is not a place of trials in any case, otherwise any of the five major dynasties, including the weakest Tianyang Dynasty, will never be willing to share with other dynasties.

Although there may be some unknown factors, as the home of the Qi Refining Realm martial artists, how smart can the Land of Trials be?

The ancestral tower is different, this is the inheritance place left by the Ancient Cloud God Sect, there are nine floors in total, the sixth layer is definitely the core, and no one will want to miss it.

Therefore, Yang Yan quickly made a decision and went all out to deal with the test, as for the place of trial, if he really couldn't catch up, it would not be bad for that trial.

He had forgotten that there were still many geniuses from all over the world who had gone to the Imperial City because of his order waiting for him to go back and choose the two candidates who would win in the end, I wonder if they would be so depressed that they would vomit blood if they knew what Yang Yan was thinking at this time?

Maybe it's because he hasn't paid attention to it, after all, he handed it over to Shadow Seven to do, not to mention that even if he doesn't go back, Shadow Seven knows what to do.

In any case, Yang Yan really didn't have time to think about other things, if it was possible, he was naturally unwilling to give up any opportunity to improve his strength, so he had to hurry up.

Hand pinched the seal trick, the soldier word trick was activated instantly, and Yang Yan's figure suddenly "jumped" out, and it was a few zhang away in a moment, which is very fast for his current strength, which is also what makes him feel a little relieved, at least the soldier word trick can still be launched, although the effect has also been weakened many times.

The mysterious soldier trick seemed to surprise him every time, and immediately Yang Yan became more confident, and ran with full horsepower, setting off bursts of yellow sand behind him.

There is a scorching sun in the sky, there is a rolling heat wave on the ground, the space is full of scorching heat, baking the running boy, the wind blows, but it only makes him feel hotter, but the boy has no intention of retreating, only a firm expression, although ...... He also felt very hot.

So, on a barren land, a figure ran like the wind, with the yellow sand behind him, and the hot sun above the sky, which seemed to have become an eternal picture.

......

While Yang Yan challenged the barren world, others struggled in different places.

Someone was knocked out early.

Some people are still struggling on the first floor, facing waves of cruel tests, unable to pass, but unable to admit defeat, trapped here, until one day he can have a new breakthrough and can get out of trouble.

There are also people trapped on the second floor, some are still fighting unyieldingly, some are desperate and decadent waiting for death, and some have long since fallen here.

Some people have reached the third level, but all of them have failed, or they have been teleported away, or they have fallen.

Just as the voice said to Yang Yan, the tests that everyone faces are for their own individuals, not the same, even very different, just like someone faces the trial of life and death on the first layer, but Yang Yan encounters it on the fourth layer.

At this time, there was also a person on the sixth floor of the Zu Tower who came here, and he came a little earlier than Yang Yan.

But he is not facing a barren world like the sun, but a hellish world.

The dark red world, the fire of purgatory burned everywhere, the wind gusted, the hair was terrifying, and a faint mournful cry came from some dark corner, like a ghost crying, and on the rows of blood-red bare trees, there were crows crying and flapping their wings.

The cold wind seemed to invade his bones, a piercing pain, but he did not have the slightest idea of resisting, his blood-red eyes had a red light, that was a manifestation of his excitement, he seemed to enjoy it, in this scene, it looked extremely bloodthirsty and hideous, like a demon.

Amid the cry of the ghost, he walked along a passage lined with blood-red trees, unhurried, as if he was deliberately feeling the hellish atmosphere.

Gradually, he walked deeper and deeper, and saw more and more, on the blood red tree on the side of him passing, there was a female corpse, still shaking, and the white clothes stained with blood all over her body were unrecognizable, as if they had been burned by fire.

From here, the passage is paved with white bones, incomparably clear, and from time to time you can see extremely terrifying corpses, some without bodies, some without heads, some without limbs, and some are torn in half......

Further on, he saw the living suffering soul tied to the death stake, suffering from boundless torture, his empty eyes were full of numbness and despair, and when he saw him, he showed a look of distress, and after being ignored by him, he became extremely resentful, as if he was going to tear him alive.

Tall, hideous demons carried the prisoner past him, and then tied the prisoner to the blood red tree, becoming one of those suffering souls.

He was like a spectator, in it, but out of it, watching the tragic scenes, there was no pity, no sympathy, not even any mood fluctuations in his blood-red eyes, he kept walking forward, and the scene became more and more terrifying.

He even saw a few demons forcibly throw a prisoner into a hot oil pot, the skin and flesh were boiled, and then scooped up, cut into pieces of meat of various sizes, and stuffed it into his mouth with his hands, and blood that had not yet coagulated from the corners of his mouth, but he didn't realize it, and he was still feasting.