"No!"

Qi Daozi was really frightened this time, his eyes widened, and the Yuan Shen let out an unwilling scream.

This black-robed monk turned out to be an existence in the Heavenly and Human Realm, and he used his cultivation to perform the Yuan Shen Shift, how could this person stop him, "The junior is a trial cultivator of the Hundred Races of the Human Race, and the iron law stipulates that the monks above the Heavenly and Human Realm of all races are absolutely not allowed to interfere, otherwise they will definitely be hunted down to death!"

"You can't kill me!"

Qi Daozi hissed and roared.

Xiao Chen's face changed slightly, he thought slightly, and then raised his hand to make a move, and this person's Yuan Shen suddenly flew directly towards him uncontrollably.

"Seniors spare their lives!

Ignoring Qi Daozi's repeated begging for mercy, Xiao Chen stretched out one hand and shot out several sword rays directly, stabbing down into this Qi Daozi Yuan Shen without hesitation, back and forth several times, and then completely hit it, the Yuan Shen was sluggish and weak, and then he reached out and landed on his Yuan Shen, and the soul search technique was instantly unfolded.

Although this person's Yuan Shen cultivation is not weak, but after some tossing, he has already suffered a lot of vitality, and naturally he has no power to resist Xiao Chen's shot, and his memory was forcibly checked by him, and he quickly found the information he wanted to know.

Trial of the Hundred Races!

The spiritual world is vast, the ethnic groups are innumerable, the strong are like the carp crossing the river, and a large number of monks are constantly born among all ethnic groups, among which there are not a few people with excellent talents and dazzling talents.

For as long as 10,000 years, or as short as thousands of years, all ethnic groups will jointly start the ethnic trial, and all monks, but those who have been born for less than 10,000 years and have cultivated below the realm of ascension to heaven can participate for a period of 1,000 years.

Within this millennium, the rising monks of all races can apply to the clan to join the clan trial as long as they wish, enter the realm of other clans, fight and game, survive the fittest, and select the best descendants of the race. In the previous trials of the race, those who performed brilliantly will be valued and carefully cultivated by the race, and their achievements in the future will be limitless.

In order to prevent the strong of different races from secretly killing the monks of all races participating in the trial, all those who enter the trial can get a battle card, which can be imprinted into their own breath, if the strong people of each race kill it, the information will be sent back, and there will be a mysterious strong man to shoot, no matter the ends of the world, it is bound to kill the person who shot within one day.

The trial of the race has been passed down for endless years, and there has never been a mistake, which has become an iron law among the high-level cultivators of all races, and they will never dare to touch the slightest. Generally, when the trial of the hundred races begins, the powerhouses of the major races will choose to retreat and not go out, and will not appear again until the trial is over, so as not to cause trouble.

And right now, it is the period of trial of the hundred races, which has begun for nearly 200 years, and it will not end in 800 years.

After a while, Xiao Chen slowly opened his eyes, although his face was calm, but the joy in his eyes was difficult to hide, the opening of the trial of the hundred clans was definitely a great thing for him, no wonder there were Terran monks in the territory of the unicorn clan!

Originally, Xiao Chen's biggest worry was that the powerhouses of all races noticed the identity of other races and provoked the disaster of killing, but now this problem has been solved.

Just because, he wants to participate in this trial of the hundred tribes!

There are thousands of races in the spiritual world, and there are countless strong people in the younger generations, although his cultivation is not weak, but there are definitely not a few people whose strength can match him or even surpass him.

Dare to participate in the trial of the hundred clans cultivators, naturally everyone has some means, they are large and small opportunities, defeat and kill one person, you can get everything they have, gather endless opportunities, in order to make yourself strong as soon as possible.

In the spiritual world, the strong are supreme, killing has nothing to do with right or wrong, if you don't kill people, people will kill you, everyone is just a humble creature in heaven and earth who is struggling to survive in order to obtain stronger cultivation in order to go further on the road of the avenue.

And the most important point is that those who perform well in the trials of the hundred clans can be valued by the clan, vigorously cultivated by the clan, and then obtain more cultivation resources, and can cultivate faster and achieve higher achievements than the monks of the same level.

In the entire race, there are countless rising powerhouses, and it is undoubtedly extremely difficult to become one of the dazzling ones, but Xiao Chen is not afraid, he can go from a small monk in the Qi refining period in the human world to today, after killing and robbing, and crossing the sea of corpses and blood, what else in this world can stop him!

"The trial of the hundred races is the best and best for my rise, once I get the attention of the high-level of the human race, I can not only get excellent protection, but also get the best cultivation resources, so that my strength can be improved as soon as possible. ”

"The strength of the race is something I must rely on, and on my own, I am really vulnerable in this spiritual realm!"

Xiao Chen groaned, he had already figured this out after seeing the battle between the Unicorn Clan and the Yaksha Clan in Millstone City. Although the strength of the individual in the spirit world is important, the strength of the race is the strongest existence. In the face of the army of millions or even tens of millions of monks, the monks' own strength was undoubtedly too small. Even if you cultivate to the level of the Five Realms of Heaven and Man, once you face the strangulation of the power of the race, there is only one way to die!

And right now, it's Xiao Chen's best chance!

But before that, there is one more thing that needs to be determined, if not, many of his previous ideas can only be in vain.

That is, will he be able to participate in the trial of the hundred tribes?

Since Xiao Chen was born, although it has only been more than two thousand years, because of the relationship between the left eyebrow dojo, he has been cultivating for tens of thousands of years, if it exceeds the requirements of the hundred races trial that monks can participate in the birth of less than 10,000 years, not only will he not be able to join it, but he will be hunted down.

After all, at this moment, Qi Daozi has been half dead by him.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen's face couldn't help but show a bit of solemnity, raised his hand, and immediately put the storage ring on Qi Daozi's body into his hand, his eyes flashed slightly, and he waved his hand to break the prohibition on it, and his divine sense suddenly probed into it.

Got it.

The aura flashed in his hand, and nearly a hundred jade medals appeared in his hand, this thing is the battle card that only the clan trial cultivators can have, the whole body is white, and there is a warm aura in the hand, just like ordinary warm jade. But Xiao Chen could find that in this jade card, there was a faint but strong, subtle but shocking battle intent that was sealed in it, which was the most important thing in the entire battle card, and no one could imitate it.

The more jade medals you have, the more you kill, not only the monks of the same race, but also the same people.

The more jade medals, the better the results, and the more attention the clan will be after the trial of the hundred clans!

This Qi Daozi has a hundred jade plates in his hand, which means that a hundred monks have fallen into his hands. Now that these battle plates have been reduced to blank objects, other monks can imprint their own breath into them if they wish.

Xiao Chen took a deep breath, took a jade plaque in his hand, and with a flick of his fingers, a drop of red blood suddenly shot out and fell directly on it.

"Success!

His face was solemn, and his heart was already extremely nervous! If he successfully integrated, everything is easy to say, and there are endless opportunities to create, if he fails, I am afraid that in order to avoid being chased and killed, Xiao Chen will have to hide in the left eyebrow dojo after that, and he will never be able to appear in the spirit world again. After all, according to the information obtained by the soul search, the force that is secretly responsible for cleaning up the illegal powerhouses of all races is absolutely powerful, and it has real power, even far beyond one race!

It was under Xiao Chen's nervous gaze that the drop of essence blood fell on the battle card, and the thing trembled, and then the blood beads tumbled, and it actually slid downward.

Failed!

Xiao Chen's heart tightened, and his face suddenly became gloomy. But at this moment, when the blood bead was about to drip to the ground, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed on the battle word technique that had been silent for countless years in his primordial spirit, which was extremely faint, and he didn't even notice it.

The next moment, the battle intent in the battle card suddenly erupted, directly engulfing Xiao Chen's essence blood into it, and as it merged, a blood-colored rune suddenly appeared in the center of the jade card.

107。

Xiao Chen's face was slightly dumbfounded, and then he was ecstatic!

However, what do the characters of 107 mean?

Xiao Chen frowned, then his eyes flashed, and he took all the battle cards in his hand, and counted them carefully, exactly 107 pieces. It seems that how many jade plaques the monk has on his body after the blood is dripping blood to recognize the main battle plate will be displayed here.

Although he had just come out of the spatial turbulence, Qi Daozi crashed into his hands and directly contributed a hundred coins to him, which was already a good result in a kind of trial for the monks of various clans.

Wipe out Qi Daozi's Yuan Shen casually, Xiao Chen solved the current problem in a good mood, and he didn't want to stay here for a long time, so as not to really meet other monks, it would inevitably be another fight, although he was not afraid, but it was always good to be careful.

But at this moment, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes fell on the unconscious white-clothed folding fan monk on the ground, his eyes flashed slightly, he sighed slightly, or turned around and took it into his hand, took one step, and the figure instantly tore apart and disappeared.