Meng Shuai was stunned for a moment, and said, "Who is the trial? The person who has just tried has entered, and I am the parent of the student waiting here." ”

The tree face didn't talk to him, but just closed his mouth and repeated to himself: "Trialist, what are you waiting for?"

Meng Shuai frowned, and said secretly: Could it be that as long as the people who come up, they are all trialists?

If this is the case, Meng Shuai wants to go down first. But there is still a golden man down there, and if he doesn't want to face a monster who enjoys the benefits of his home field, he has to stay on it.

The treeface continued, "Go up, Trialist. ”

Meng Shuai said: "No need...... Where to go up?"

I heard a creak, and the face of the tree in front of me suddenly moved to the side, revealing an upward staircase.

The staircase looks at the trend, it coils up the tree and goes all the way up. The end point is still the top of the tree above the golden light.

"The passage has been opened and the trialists can move forward. ”

"Wait a minute—" Meng Shuai was a little confused, "This is the passage of the trial?

What is that tree vine mouth that rolled Qingluan in?

Meng Shuai felt that something was wrong. If this is a formal trial, it is obvious that the steps up are more like, at least like a real testing ground. And swallowing people out of their mouths is like an evil spirit.

So Qingluan......

Meng Shuai swallowed and spit, and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Qingluan, this guy is too miserable, he is full of interest several times, and he jumps into traps, maybe it will be worse than the other. If you compare it with her previous ambitious words, it is comical and almost pathetic.

At this point, he glanced at the steps and did not decide whether to go up or not.

What Qingluan just stepped into is likely to be a trap, but this one in front of him, who knows if it is a trap, is it just a trap with more exquisite packaging.

Because he knew Qingluan's fate, Meng Shuai felt that she was pathetic. But if he steps into the trap at will, how can he know that others will not laugh at him?

At this time, the tree face was still chattering, but fortunately, there was no sound, and Meng Shuai didn't feel noisy. Walked to the edge of the platform and looked into the distance.

At this moment, I saw a shadow on the edge of the sky passing through the golden light and flying here.

The golden dome was originally endless, like a single piece of gold inlay, without any variegation. This shadow, like a scratch on the glass, is clearly visible.

The war between the Black Earth World and the Golden Light World did not involve air combat. Although the golden light can be scattered in all directions without being limited by space, the earth spirit does not consciously launch an attack through the air, so there is no air combat. In the same way, Meng Shuai did not have it, and there was no heavenly combat unit in the Five Elements. Of course, this is because he did not personally command. Feng Yuan's thinking limited him from using air combat alone, if he replaced Meng Shuai, he might save up the air force in the back.

So the arrival of this shadow is very abrupt.

"It's finally here. Meng Shuai stretched out his hand to say hello, and by the way, he turned sideways to make way for the other party.

At this moment, I saw a flash of golden light in the ground, and a golden arrow flew up and stuck into the shadow.

The golden light is very fast, and it is really aggrieved to compare it with arrows. It is like a beam of light, and when you see it, you are already in front of you, and there is no room to dodge. The shadow was only deflected, and it fell.

"Not good!"

Meng Shuai didn't hesitate, he was about to go down the tree, but the next moment, he heard a chirp and went straight up to the sky.

He breathed a sigh of relief, listening to the sound full of anger, it should be that he was not injured.

Immediately afterward, there were all kinds of voices coming from below, some chirping, some roaring, and just from the sounds, you knew that there was a battle going on below.

Before Meng Shuai could go down to take a look, another chirp came, and the flying shadow had risen all the way, and in an instant it came to the platform, leaving only roars and almost screams below.

The battle is over, and the blow is detached, but it is also refreshing.

This time there was no further branching, Meng Shuai smoothly saw the shadow he was waiting for, and said hello easily.

"Long time no see, old ash. ”

The big bird that came up was Meng Shuai's original spirit bird old ash, since the old ash under the volcano never returned, the two sides had only seen each other a few times from afar.

Although he has only met a few times, his every move has a great impact on Meng Shuai, and it can be said that Meng Shuai came here step by step, and there is the shadow of Lao Ash behind him. And Meng Shuai is still vague about the origin of Lao Ash, although there are many hints, but they have not been confirmed so far.

In fact, the heart-to-heart connection between Meng Shuai and Lao Ash has never been broken, this time he was summoned by Lao Ash, so he was willing to come, otherwise he would not have made this trip only with Qingluan.

Old Ash landed slowly and let out a low roar, which was different from the high-pitched phoenix roar before, revealing a trace of pain. Meng Shuai was startled and looked down, but saw that blood was dripping on one of its wings, and the blood was still dripping down, and there was a faint layer of golden light on the wound.

This must have been injured by the golden light just now, and it seems that it was attacked by a sneak attack, and it really couldn't be completely avoided. Meng Shuai hurriedly went over to check. A penetrating wound was found on the wing.

At this time, he also found that the old gray's claws were gripping, and he was clutching something tightly, a golden ball.

What is it?

Meng Shuai picked it off, and the old gray was not reluctant, and let go of his claws. He noticed that the shape of the ball was familiar, sticky to the touch, and some golden liquid had been adhered to it.

- it!

Meng Shuai reacted abruptly and threw the thing down, because he remembered what the thing looked like—that thing was clearly like an eyeball.

Don't ask, it must be the eyeballs of the little golden man underground, and the things stuck on it are the so-called "blood", although the old gray was plotted, but he didn't suffer a loss in the battle just now, and he pulled out the other party's eyeballs.

Stretching out his thumb, Meng Shuai sighed sincerely: "You are amazing." ”

The old gray wound is still bleeding, Meng Shuai is a little difficult, he has always stored a lot of healing medicines, but because there is a black soil world, he doesn't carry things with him, and now there is no black soil world, it can be said that he is poor and white. He is also very vigilant and needs to put his eggs in several baskets in the future.

For today's plan, he had to use the most primitive method, Meng Shuai tore off a piece of his shirt and wrapped it in a wound. The handling is quite skilled.

In this process, the old gray never said anything, and it seemed to be very arrogant. However, this was the original **** mode of getting along, compared to the closeness with Xiaoba, and the fighting spirit of the toad, Meng Shuai has always respected Lao Ash, and Lao Ash usually seems to be relatively indifferent, but usually because he is listless, his expression is wilted, and he can't see his arrogance, although he is injured now, his spirit is more vigorous than usual, and his head hung down in the past, raised high, and looks like he is full of arrogance.

Meng Shuai wrapped up its wounds and said, "Dude, what's wrong?"

The old gray body lowered slightly, Meng Shuai was familiar with this posture, this is the meaning of letting him come up.

As Meng Shuai's only flying mount - Xiaolong is not counted, of course Meng Shuai can't ride a hemp rope in frenzy, they have matched it more than once. At the beginning, Meng Shuai rode the old gray across the entire wilderness.

However, that was all at the beginning, firstly, Meng Shuai could already fly, and secondly, the old gray disappeared mysteriously like this, which made Meng Shuai feel very different about it. Especially vaguely knowing the identity of "Feng", it took the initiative to let Meng Shuai ride, Meng Shuai felt a little flattered.

Since the old gray invited, Meng Shuai also went up, sat on its back as before, patted its neck, stroked the feathers on its neck as before, and said, "Let's go." ”

The old gray spread his wings and flew upwards, and the direction he followed was the staircase.

Does this count as cheating?

Meng Shuai couldn't help but have this question, the place he went to now should be the so-called "place of trial", this kind of place should be required to go to himself, right? Just like he came up with Qingluan on his back diligently just now. If he can fly, he can fly himself.

Having said that, Meng Shuai couldn't help but open his mind, could it be because Qingluan didn't climb up by himself, so he didn't become a trialist, but cheapened himself who really contributed, right?

To put it this way, now replace yourself with being carried on your back, then...... Belch?

Meng Shuai hurriedly dispelled distracting thoughts and looked forward.

All the way up, the golden light in front of me became more and more abundant, and I saw that above the stairs, a barrier was erected out of thin air, with a little golden characters on it.

That should be the level of the trial, right?

Meng Shuai leaned over, ready to land.

However,

Old Gray spreads his wings and flies high, how can he have the slightest intention of landing? I only heard a hula, and the gray figure flashed, and it had already passed through the barrier.

Wear...... Walked through?

It wasn't until the golden barrier flickered behind him and the cracked hole rattled that Meng Shuai woke up like a dream.

Did you not pass the test just now and went straight through?

Break in!

You cow!

Old Ash spread his wings, as if he had done the most trivial thing, leaving the mysterious barrier behind him.

This reminded Meng Shuai of the rich second generation who broke into the highway toll booth in his previous life. The difference is that the old gray is more arrogant than those second generations, and he doesn't even have the consciousness to break in, he just waved his wings and didn't even look back. Compared with breaking into the toll booth where you are detained and fined at most, you may have more serious consequences if you directly pass the trial level.

But what the consequences will be is really unpredictable. Anyway, I'm afraid that since the beginning of the world, no trialist has dared to break through the level, Meng Shuai maliciously guessed, probably the tree spirit was also confused, right?

And Meng Shuai himself, of course, was a little dazed at first, but then, he suddenly relaxed and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, that's funny!" the laughter rang out loud and spread far away.

"I miss Meng Shuai, and I can be regarded as a well-behaved and reasonable young man, but it's also interesting to come here once in a while, isn't it?

In Meng Shuai's laughter, the old gray spread his wings and flew high, up along the light, and flew up to the higher sky.