"How did you rush out of so many people?" Seeing that hundreds of people suddenly poured out of the camp that was originally only twenty or thirty people, Ling Qingyun was startled even though he was fearless, but he couldn't help but laugh after seeing the behavior of these people clearly.

It turned out that at first, although the minions around the scar-faced man were only the strength of the Thousand Forging Realm, they also wore leather armor, held steel knives and axes, and had a bit of sergeant style, but now the minions who rushed out are not only much weaker on average, but their clothes and weapons are even more uneven, from cloth clothes, animal skin clothes to leather armor, and there are more than eighteen weapons in their hands, ordinary knives, guns, swords, axes, bows, and even those who use kitchen knives, hoes, and plows and rakes as weapons, are simply a rabble.

"Most of the strength is only in the early stage of the Thousand Forgings, and half of them are not even in the Thousand Forging Realm!" Ling Qingyun knew the enemy's strength at a glance, this strength was unbearable, but the bandits seemed to be like this, the strength alone was weak, this chaotic appearance was not only far from being comparable to the regular army, even compared to the battle formation formed by Liu Chong and Huo Xin at the beginning, what was there to be afraid of?

The corners of his mouth rose, Ling Qingyun took a step and turned into a green shadow to face the enemy, several fierce and vicious, and the bandits with high cultivation rushed to the front, seeing Ling Qingyun rushing towards him, they roared angrily, and the axes and knives were chopped down one after another, making a gesture to chop the unknown thickness into meat puree, in a series of bangs, more than a dozen pounds of knives and axes all flew up and fell to the top of the minions behind in exchange for a miserable howl, and several stunned bandits saw the green mang flash in front of their eyes, and they felt that the whole world fell into darkness, and they had followed in the footsteps of their predecessors.

At the beginning of the Camel Ridge, Ling Qingyun dared to rush into battle alone in the face of the enemies at the peak of the Thousand Forging Realm and even the Stone Spirit Realm, but now he can clean up the ordinary minions, and he doesn't even need to use his true qi to kill the bandits with his amazing sword skills, but these minions have no possibility of dodging and parrying. The minions were shocked when they saw this, but they could not disobey the order of the leader, so they had to grit their teeth and rush towards Ling Qingyun, before they could swing their weapons, the blue light flashed, and a famous minion fell in pieces like cutting wheat!

"Too weak!" Ling Qingyun sighed with emotion while plunging directly into the minions like a sharp knife, wherever the blue light shines, some minions will fall, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of people will die under Ling Qingyun's sword, only to see that all the minions are broken.

"Fool, let go of the arrows! I don't believe he is invulnerable to the Golden Body Realm powerhouse!" The scar-faced man shouted angrily, Ling Qingyun's pupils shrank, and when he looked up, he saw a rain of arrows falling from the sky, and immediately waved Qingfeng to protect his body without leaking, most of the arrows were knocked and cut off, and a few of them lost their strength even though they hit Ling Qingyun's body, and even Ling Qingyun's skin could not be pierced.

"It's worthy of being a thief, he didn't shoot me, he killed several of his companions!" Ling Qingyun looked at the minions who fell beside him, only to feel ridiculous and ridiculous, but the minions around him had red eyes, knowing that Ling Qingyun was powerful, and he was not afraid of being killed by random arrows, he just rushed forward and waved all kinds of weapons to greet the young man, but he heard the sound endlessly, I don't know how many weapons made of broken copper and iron were picked and cut off by Ling Qingyun, and the corpses of the minions were almost piled into a small hill, Ling Qingyun himself saw it but also had a chill.

"These minions are vulnerable, but I have to be exhausted to kill hundreds of people, so I should capture the thief and capture the king first...... Huh?" Ling Qingyun picked up the weapon in front of him, and was about to charge at the scar-faced man, when he suddenly felt a surge of power in his body, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"My true qi has actually recovered, and the injuries and fatigue in my body seem to have disappeared, so can't I continue to fight without any scruples?" Ling Qingyun was surprised to hear the sound of killing coming from all directions, and when he turned his head, he saw that minions with various weapons were constantly pouring out of the camp tent, while the corpses at his feet disappeared without a trace, and there was not even blood left.

"Wonderful! Although these minions are weak in strength, they are endless, and they are suitable for practicing moves!" Ling Qingyun couldn't help but smile, but gave up the idea of directly solving the thief leader, but instead rushed left and right in the minions, from time to time he swung out a sword qi to make the minions fall like wheat, from time to time the sword connected points, and pierced the throat of the enemy in front of him before he swung his weapon, sometimes Qing Feng was vertical and horizontal, but he protected his body without leaking, and let the minions surround him, but none of the weapons could fall on his body.

I don't know how long it took to fight like this, Ling Qingyun only felt that the true qi in his body had increased several times, and the minions in the camp had also killed batch after batch, and the minions who had been killed seemed to have more than a thousand people, and he couldn't help but be greatly excited- But it's not that he loves to kill, these minions are weak, they can still make Ling Qingyun feel a little threatened by shooting with all their might, it's easy to kill them, but it's a little difficult to resist all the attacks from front to back, left and right, how to save strength while killing people is a science, Ling Qingyun has been fighting for a long time, but he feels that he is swinging his sword more and more fluently, killing enemies and defense skills have been greatly improved, and he is more confident about the sharpness of his own sword, and he will never waste any effort when he shoots, and as a result, the killing speed is getting faster and faster, and the consumption of physical strength and true qi is also less, originally he had to consume sixty percent of the true qi camp to kill a new batch of minions, but now it only needs to consume 30% to force the opponents in the camp to have to come out of the account to support.

This progress is obvious, in other words, how can he have such a steady stream of real energy, and there are many opponents to try their moves, and he can still make reckless moves without fear of hurting the opponent's sharpening opportunities?

Suddenly, the sound of the yellow bell shook Ling Qingyun's body, and he paused slightly, but after seeing the minions, there was a spiral staircase next to the tent in the camp out of thin air, its color was white, but it seemed to lead to the sky.

Seeing that the stairs leading to the third layer had appeared, Ling Qingyun couldn't help but be overjoyed, but the sword swinging action that had become a habit did not stop at all, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen minions were slashed to the ground, and as a result, a batch of minions rushed out of the tent, which surprised Ling Qingyun, who had thought that this layer of trials was over.

"I see, only if I kill to a certain level in this layer, I can enter the next layer, but I can also choose to stay here and continue to fight and sharpen!" Ling Qingyun knew in his heart: "If I stay in the first layer, presumably the first layer will continue to produce trials, I don't know if it will freeze me again or something else, but if I do it again, the effect will be greatly reduced compared to the first time, it is better to go to the next level and find other opportunities." ”

"I've been fighting in this Qinglong Camp for a long time, and now if I continue to fight, although I can still sharpen my sword moves, the effect is minimal, it's time to see what the mystery of the third layer is!" Thinking about this, Ling Qingyun no longer hesitated, and with a swing of Qingfeng, he easily carved a path through the minions, until Zhong Cheng glanced at the pale-faced scar-faced man, but he really didn't interest him, so he stepped straight onto the stairs leading to the third layer.

This staircase is different from a stone staircase, it is white, and there is a crisp sound when you walk on it, it is pleasant to the ear at first, but when you listen to it again, you feel that this sound is extremely hollow, and there seems to be a terrible ghost wailing in it, which makes Ling Qingyun frown.

"This staircase is as white as bones, and there is a strange heart-wrenching feeling when I walk on it, as if urging me to be ashamed and repent. Ling Qingyun groaned, glanced at the corpse-strewn Qinglong Camp and finally sighed: "Yes, although these minions are bandits but the trials of the trial tower, in my eyes, they are at least presented as human beings, killing thousands of people without the slightest fluctuation, that is undoubtedly iron-hearted, murderous like numbness." ”

"Although it is okay to kill these people, I must not take killing for granted, let alone indulge in killing. Ling Qingyun muttered to himself, finally feeling a sense of tranquility in his heart, took a step forward, and finally stepped into the third floor of the Trial Tower.

"It's ......"

Looking at the white smoke in front of him, the wind and clouds were changing, Ling Qingyun couldn't help but show surprise: "This is standing in the clouds?"

A strong wind swept away, blowing Ling Qingyun's green shirt hunting, black hair fluttering, this feeling is very similar to the original flight carried by Yuan Modi, the difference is that at this time Ling Qingyun himself stood in the clouds, although the clouds under his feet were empty and ethereal, not as solid as the earth, but he had a buoyancy to hold up Ling Qingyun's whole body, he couldn't help but walk among the clouds, but he felt that his steps were light, and he took a step that was usually ten steps away, but he was not clumsy at all, and saw the clouds and mist around him, and the golden light in front of him was brilliant, and he admired it for a while, and the depression born from the previous battle was swept away by this good scenery。

"This third layer seems to make me experience the feeling of a heavenly powerhouse flying in the air. After walking around the clouds, Ling Qingyun couldn't help but clench his fists and excited: "Maybe I can still try to fly, but how did the powerhouse of the Skywalker Realm fly in the air?"

While thinking about it, Ling Qingyun found that the clouds in front of him were rolling and surging, and a figure rushed out, causing his complexion to change drastically.

"Wingman?"

The Winged People are a mysterious creature in the legend of the Qinghe Continent, they are similar to humans, they are intelligent and civilized, but they have wings and can fly in the sky. There are actually many legends about this strange creature, some legends say that the winged people are no different from people in other aspects except for the growth of wings, and even a branch of the human race, some legends say that the winged people have a bird's head and a human body, which is actually a monster, and there are also legends that the winged people are angels with divine powers......

The Qinghe Continent is vast, has a long history, and there are countless legends of all kinds, Ling Qingyun only felt that the winged man was a fiction, but at this time, he saw a humanoid creature with silver wings on its back and silver armor rushing out of the clouds at a rapid pace, and the word winged man naturally blurted out.

"Not good!" The next moment, Ling Qingyun came back to his senses from the horror of seeing the winged man, and hurriedly raised his sword to hold the silver-armored winged man's goshawk-like claws, and suddenly sparks flew everywhere, Ling Qingyun only felt a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, and the Qingfeng sword was even more dented by this silver-white claw, and he couldn't help but be shocked by the strength of this winged man.

"This power is at least at the peak level of the Stone Spirit Realm, and the speed is even higher than the level of the Golden Body Realm!" Ling Qingyun thought about it, but saw that the silver-armored winged man slashed the other claw without saying a word, and hurriedly took a step back, temporarily avoiding the edge, but his heart became more and more throbbing: "This is the trial tower, let alone the winged people, even if there are gods, it is not surprising, why am I so frightened, as if I have truly seen the life of a legend? Could it be that the illusion ability of this trial tower is so powerful that I can't help but think that all this is true?"

Without giving Ling Qingyun more time to think, a gust of wind was already blowing in his face - the winged man was killed!