Suddenly, the wild sand in the world in the illusion suddenly rose, and the dark clouds covered the sky, as if the end of the world, Shen Feng looked at all this in a daze, because the place where Shen Feng and the sand man were located was not affected at all, he was about to open his mouth to ask, but the sand man interrupted Shen Feng's mouth, but said with a smile

"Senior brother, everything that happens here now is the result of my spell, I don't have much time to exist, and I have already lived enough for tens of thousands of years to survive in the phantom sand, and eventually everything here will condense into a grain of sand, you put it away, because this contains the exercises that I have created with my life's painstaking efforts - the Sand Realm."

"After I leave, you will have a good understanding, it will be helpful for your future cultivation path, and the most important point is that you must use this exercise when you kill the people of the Star Sun Sect, so as to fulfill my wish."

After the sandman finished speaking, his body slowly became transparent, but the smile was still there, and before he disappeared, he asked the last question, "Senior brother, what is your name?" ”

Shen Feng hurriedly bowed, clenched his fists, and said loudly, "Senior brother, my name is Shen Feng." ”

The moment Shen Feng finished speaking, the sand man disappeared, and finally the wild sand regained its calm, and a grain of sand floated in front of Shen Feng, and Shen Feng held the sand in his right hand and was stunned.

In the time when Shen Feng came into contact with the sand man for less than a stick of incense, the sand man recognized Shen Feng as his junior brother by virtue of the drop stone piercing performed by Shen Feng, and gave him his life's work.

This kind of behavior touched Shen Feng very much, because he had never had anyone cared about him before, and the sandman was the first.

Just as Shen Feng's thoughts drifted away with the disappearance of the sandman, a loud roar pulled Shen Feng back to reality

"Listen up, the disciples inside, take out all your temporary tokens, inject spiritual power into them, and you can come out."

Shen Feng put away the sand, then took out the temporary token from the storage bag, and then injected the spiritual power into it, and a soft light spread all over Shen Feng's body, and then Shen Feng arrived at the Trial Square with a flower in front of his eyes.

Shen Feng stood on the square and heard the discussion of the people around him

"What's the matter, I was still fighting with the sandmen just now, and suddenly the wild sand swept the whole world, and then inexplicably stopped again."

"Yes, yes, I also encountered this situation, could it be that the sect did it on purpose."

Shen Feng listened to the conversation of others, and he also put on a very puzzled look.

After a few breaths, a roar interrupted the conversation

"Shut up! The monk cultivates the mind, and you see that when you encounter problems, you start to mess up, what kind of system has it become! "The person who spoke was the old man with the scar, Huoyunzi.

"Don't be impatient, it's normal for my sect to have an accident." This time, it was the gentle yellow-robed old man who spoke.

But at this moment, a voice was heard from the crowd in the square

"Elder, in Xia Xiaolong, dare to ask, if there is a problem in the trial, how should the sect judge the standard of accepting disciples?" This person is a young man with a sword eyebrow and a starry eye.

After the man had finished speaking, the square fell silent, when a solemn voice rang out

"What my Demon Moon Sect wants is to kill, since the illusion trial is disturbed, then you can kill each other, and the thirty people who remain after the killing is over are the disciples of my Demon Moon Sect, before that, I will count five, and if you want to give up, get out."

This person sat in the center, his white hair moved with the wind, his face was expressionless, and there was blood around him in his gestures, presumably there were not a few killings, he was the sect master of the Demon Moon Sect, blood killing!

"One, two, three, four" When the blood kill shouted to four, the atmosphere gradually became depressing, making people breathless, and those who cultivated to a weak level and couldn't bear this pressure left the trial square one after another, Shen Feng was also struggling in his heart, and he also thought about leaving, he was not forced by this pressure, but he didn't like to kill, but there was only one chance, he knew that if he wanted to become stronger, then he had to take this road, so he gritted his teeth and stayed.

As the last five fell, there were only fifty people left in the square, and the lowest was also the fifth layer of condensation, and the highest was the eighth layer of condensation.

I saw that with a wave of the Blood Killing Sect Master's big hand, a light shield with blood qi slowly rose, enveloping these fifty people in it, and each of them was like a big mountain pressing on their bodies, because the next thing was a battle of life and death, and the twenty people who were eliminated would lose their lives forever.

"Your killing begins!" The Blood Killing Sect brutally spoke.

Immediately, everyone was ready to attack, and then a terrible scream was heard in the crowd, followed by the sound of various magical spells and weapons rubbing.

Shen Feng's strategy for himself was to protect himself, try not to fight to the death with others, and use his powerful divine sense to dodge the enemy's attacks, delaying until the end of time.

The idea is very beautiful, but the reality is very cruel, the monks in the square are divided into three areas, the first area is the monks of the fifth layer of condensation become the main target of the attack, the second area is the melee of the sixth and seventh layers of condensation, and the third area is the monks of the eighth layer of condensation No one dares to provoke, and the area where they are located has become a forbidden area.

Shen Feng's act of just dodging was listed as a target for most people, because in their opinion, Shen Feng only dodged because of his lack of strength, and his equipment was a short sword, and he didn't even use magic spells.

"Hehe, you take the dead man's place first!" I saw a burly man swinging a heavy fist towards Shen Feng's face, Shen Feng cleverly dodged it sideways, and then distanced himself from the big man on tiptoe.

"Boy, I have some skills, but after all, I have a fist and embroidered legs." The big man mocked Shen Feng mercilessly.

Shen Feng didn't pay attention to this, he just had to stick to his principles.

The big man pinched his hands together, and a phantom shadow of a wolf appeared behind him, one foot high, his eyes were red, and he rushed towards Shen Feng with his bloody mouth open.

Shen Feng had already fought with the one-eyed snake, and the wolf's phantom did not have the slightest mental fluctuation on Shen Feng, and Shen Feng was still on tiptoe, dexterously dodging the wolf's attack.

The battle between Shen Feng and the big man gradually attracted the attention of a small number of people, and among these people, a short young man also shot a beam of light from his hand with both hands and attacked Shen Feng.

Shen Feng had already sensed the short young man's actions, so he dodged sideways again, and the next thing was that the short young man and the big man joined forces to attack Shen Feng.

Shen Feng easily fled in front, but the truth of being good and being bullied was fulfilled in Shen Feng, and there were already five people chasing behind Shen Feng, followed by ten, fifteen, and twenty people in pursuit.

This funny scene was staged, which made Shen Feng cry and laugh, he originally wanted to be a bastard, but he provoked so many people for himself.