When Yue Buqun didn't want to fight with others, no one could find him among the mid-stage foundation building cultivators who were trying here.

In the past ten days, Yue Buqun has not cultivated again.

He hid behind a waterfall, filtered the air around him through the water vapor in the sky, and even made a few masks himself, trying to absorb as little air as possible in the valley.

But the effect was only weakened, not gone.

The things in the valley that could affect his mind still had an effect on him.

On the tenth day he became angry again, went out and beheaded a man, and then buried himself in the depths of the mountain.

It wasn't until the last day of the trial that Yue Buqun climbed out of the mountain.

It was water vapor filtration again, it was dirt and gravel again, and it was again to reduce the breathing rate, and this time when he came out, Yue Buqun was sure that his impact had become much lower.

But in the Valley of Trials, the fighting became more and more fierce.

Everyone got the three-color spirit leaf, and everyone killed people.

At this time, the total number of monks in the valley did not exceed fifty.

Yue Buqun knew that now I am afraid that many people are full of killing intent and are ready to make a last stand.

Their will has been weakened so much that it is simply unreasonable, and murder is their only desire.

At this moment, they are either already fighting, or they have already killed people, sobered up, and rushed out.

Yue Buqun calculated the time and distance, picked a few three-color spirit leaves in the place that had already been determined, and then unfolded his body and jumped out of the valley.

The Yuekong Sword emitted a dazzling light, and the fierce sword aura almost filled the top of Yue Buqun's head.

Yue Buqun held the long sword in his hand, and his body was also wrapped in a sharp sword light, and he slammed straight towards the outside of the valley.

On this straight line out of the valley, there was a pair of monks who were fighting for their lives, Yue Buqun did not avoid it, and the surging and fierce sword qi rushed straight over.

The Yuekong Sword spewed out countless sword qi and stabbed past indiscriminately, and the two monks were shocked, jumped away in surprise, and made way for them, their bodies were already cut by the sword qi and bloody, and their faces turned pale.

Sword cultivation maniac!

How come such a tragic battle was not besieged to death?

While complaining, the two instinctively drove their weapons and killed each other fiercely.

"Poof"

"Knock"

One was cut off and one was pierced in the heart and fell to the ground at the same time.

Two forbidden forces appeared out of thin air, quickly refining the two corpses into pills, and then disappeared.

The elixir fell to the ground, emitting an extremely enticing fragrance.

But by this time no one had come out of the valley, and the scent attracted a large number of beasts, and a new round of madness was staged again.

The beast that won in the end, dragging its broken body, couldn't wait to swallow the elixir, but it was directly broken by the surging medicinal power and exploded.

Countless qi and blood, medicinal power, and spiritual power were dispersed in the valley, and they were slowly absorbed by the prohibition.

However, the current Yue Buqun didn't know this, and he rushed straight outside with an irresistible momentum.

In his divine consciousness, there were only twenty-three people left who wanted to rush out together.

There was a time requirement for the trial, and everyone stopped paying attention to others, carrying the three-color spirit leaves, and rushed out of the valley.

Three hundred and sixty mid-stage monks went in, and twenty-four came out, with a survival rate of 6.6 percent.

almost caught up with the double first-class acceptance rate, which is really cruel.

Before, Zhao Xuandan said that the income was good, which did make sense.

As long as he survived and achieved an average grade, Yue Buqun would be able to obtain the rings of fourteen monks, which was indeed a huge fortune.

Yue Buqun jumped out of the valley, his divine sense suddenly relaxed, and he instantly poked out five hundred miles and captured Zhao Xuandan's traces.

The body soared into the air, flew high into the air, and flew over at a rapid speed.

Zhao Xuandan and thirty-five other people stood next to a big river, and when they saw Yue Buqun flying over, they laughed.

"I'll just say it, Taihua, you must do it!"

The thirty-six divine senses of the late stage of foundation building swept over, making Yue Buqun and the other twenty-four people very nervous, and all of them sacrificed their weapons and prepared to defend themselves.

In the past, it happened that the three-color spirit leaf was snatched at this time in the late stage of foundation building.

However, it is very rare, after all, if you want to snatch someone's three-color spirit leaf, you have to face the siege of the two people, and it is difficult to take advantage.

Of the thirty-six people who had waited hundreds of miles apart, twelve of them roared angrily, took off into the air, and flew towards the valley.

The companion did not bring out the three-color spirit leaf, so he could only go in and pick it himself.

Yue Buqun descended quickly, handed the ring containing the three-color spirit leaf to Zhao Xuandan, and said, "After entering, try not to cultivate, inhale less, and kill less." ”

Zhao Xuandan was stunned, nodded, took off into the air, and flew towards the opposite side of the river.

On the other side of the river is a plateau, surrounded by light fog, and it is difficult to see what is inside.

It is said that this plateau is about the size of the Valley of Trials, but it is forbidden to fly.

Thirty-six people enter the late stage of foundation building, and it is really possible to encounter enemies anytime and anywhere, and the intensity of the battle will not be worse than that of the trial valley.

Yue Buqun and his assistants successfully obtained the three-color spirit leaf, which bought them about half an hour.

With this half an hour, the monk went in to occupy the favorable terrain in advance, calmly arranged the formation, stabilized the base camp, and then plotted other things.

The monks who entered later lost the opportunity, and it was much more difficult to survive the trial.

Jiang Cheng was like this, he couldn't get the help of his assistant, he wasted half an hour, and it was extremely difficult to pass the trial.

However, because of this, Zhao Xuandan, whose strength was much higher than Jiang Cheng back then, had more confidence to survive the trial.

Qi Yuan Daojun seems to have luck, not only his own realm is superb and his strength is strong, he was promoted to Jindan at the age of one hundred and fifty, and he won Dongji Island without any suspense, and then won the trial power again.

The limelight has attracted the attention of the entire East China Sea.

Moreover, the dozen or so disciples he accepted, all of them were chosen for a moment, and they all advanced to the late stage of foundation building, and their strength was too strong.

This makes the Dongji Island system, in the entire southern part of the East China Sea, famous, and few people dare to provoke it.

Yue Buqun breathed a sigh of relief and glanced around, as soon as Zhao Xuandan left, this was not a place to stay for a long time.

After a while, the twelve late-stage masters of foundation building came out, maybe they vented their anger with them and slaughtered a few of them.

Yue Buqun flew up, and according to the route he had already explained, he crossed the mountain beam on the left side, and flew along the side of the big mountain range to the other end of the trial island.

That is, the place of the spatial passage.

This journey is still theoretically dangerous.

Those who took this route were the trial cultivators of the Cloud Sky Realm and another other world.

Yue Buqun saw Jia Wu, and the two of them were left behind in the Cloud Sky Realm.

The survival rate of one in six is already the best score among the monks of the Three Realms.

And there was only one person left in the other world, and during the flight, he looked at Yue Buqun and Jia Wu from time to time, obviously extremely jealous, guarding against these two people from besieging him.

Jia Wu saw Yue Buqun's might, and obviously had some intentions, so he spread the sound of Yue Buqun and invited him to cooperate.

But Yue Buqun didn't want to kill people inside, how could he do such a senseless thing at this last moment, he just shook his head and ignored it.

Jia Wu sighed, looked pity, glanced at the otherworldly monk, and hurried away.

Returning to the entrance of the passage, Yue Buqun did not stop at all, got into the passage, and walked over quickly, but only a hundred zhang away, and walked out in a moment.

As soon as the light flashed, he returned to Xuankong Island, looked up, and was overjoyed.

Zhao Xuandan was full of energy, laughed and strode over.

Apparently the trial was also very successful!

The two passages on the hanging island are truly magical!

The two of them entered different passages almost at the same time, and after Yue Buqun came out, he stayed in the Trial Valley for three months, and when he arrived outside the valley, he happened to see Zhao Xuandan coming out of the passage.

Zhao Xuandan tried in the fog plain for three months, and when he came back through the passage, he happened to see Yue Buqun, who had entered the passage three months ago and came out immediately.

The power of a high-level monk thousands of years ago is terrifying!