The moment the two monks were thrown out of the stele space, everyone's consciousness frantically scanned the Thoughtless Stele, hoping that they would be the next lucky ones.

Even if he can't pass the test of the stone tablet space in the end, he can at least contribute ten valuable points to the sect where he is located.

Song Yi's divine sense enveloped the two thoughtless stone tablets that were quite far apart at the same time. The east is not bright and the west is bright, and he wants to fight for the best chance of being selected.

Before, he had shrouded his divine consciousness in the three Thoughtless Stone Tablets at the same time and was successfully sucked into them, and he had no doubt that he would be able to take another Tablet, the fly in the ointment was that someone else would enter the other Thoughtless Stone Tablet, and he might not be able to cover all three Stone Tablets.

Two rays of white light burst out from the two thoughtless stone tablets respectively, shining far away, covering the two people under the unbelievable gaze of everyone, and then rolled towards the stone tablet space.

There is a way to get the moon first near the water, but this time, the Wunian Stone Monument put aside the dozens of people in the front line, and actually favored the two people in the back.

The people were swept in mid-air, and everyone saw clearly that they were actually the red-clothed female cultivator and the unfathomable old man with rosacea who had been chased and killed by Lu Ze before.

"Damn, how could it be them!"

"It doesn't make sense that I'm the one who was chosen. ”

"These two people dare to seize my chance, they are dead!"

"Where did this old man come from, why is it him?"

For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and everyone felt unbelievable about this result.

Song Yi's face was pale, the murderous aura on his body escaped, and the fellow disciples around him felt like falling into an ice cellar, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.

dared to rob him of Song Yi's chance, he simply didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Although this rosacea-nosed old man is a little evil, he is nothing more than a subtle body trick that has frightened the people of the Great Feather Shrine. Even if there are some special means, it is just enough to deal with Lu Ze and others in the Yudan period, and if they want to challenge him in white, Song Yi is still a big step behind.

When they come out of the stone tablet space, if they don't pass the test, it's fine, if they dare to snatch his opportunity, he will definitely make the other party pay a heavy price.

After a long time, the commotion in the stadium gradually subsided.

Many people are speculating about the identity of this mysterious old man, but he does not have any sect marks on his body, it is more like a loose cultivator without a sect, and it is difficult to find out the details.

Xi Hong glanced at Lu Ze. He has become such a miserable appearance now, and he has long hated the old man and Feng Zhaochen in his heart. It's just that the old man is not easy to mess with, Feng Zhaochen is now alone, if he doesn't kill him, this breath in his heart will really never pass.

Lu Ze nodded, and walked towards Feng Zhaochen again with a menacing attitude. This time, he wanted to see if this kid was still dead.

Feng Zhaochen secretly shouted in his heart that it was not good, but it was absolutely impossible to make him surrender and kill. The next moment, he had already sacrificed his magic weapon Feng Ming Gong into the air.

"If your subordinates dare to resist stubbornly, then you will die more miserably!" Lu Ze showed a cruel smile, and suddenly urged the true yuan in his body, and was about to launch a wave of fierce attack against Feng Zhaochen, when his body suddenly froze, and then a big face twisted in pain.

Feng Zhaochen didn't know what the other party was doing, and still watched the other party's every move with a wary expression.

A moment later, Lu Ze had already bent down, and it seemed that something was turning over in his body, causing him great pain.

Chang Jinzhen saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly came over and helped Lu Ze to the side, this battle was obviously unbeatable.

"That old ghost actually sneered against me!" Lu Ze gritted his teeth and said reluctantly a few words, and then he almost fainted to death in pain again.

At this time, both Xi Hongfang and Chang Jinzhen recalled it, and it seemed that the rosacea old man patted him on the shoulder after taking Lu Ze's storage bag. It seems that Lu Ze fell in love with the other party at that time.

After a long while, Lu Ze reluctantly recovered. He realized that as long as he didn't forcibly operate the True Yuan, the strange air flow in his body would not attack. However, no matter how much he tried to expel this alien true qi out of his body, it didn't work. In fact, every time he tried to move this air current, he would provoke a violent response from the other party, bringing with him a violent feeling of pain. This time, he was completely planted.

Feng Zhaochen finally saw the doorway, and realized that his life-saving benefactor had left a back hand in advance, as if predicting that it would be sucked away by the Wunian Stone Tablet and that Lu Ze would come to take revenge.

He had never met the other party, and Feng Zhaochen couldn't think of any reason to explain why the old man would save him three times and twice.

Suddenly, he thought of someone. It's just that this is too unbelievable, whether it is the face and cultivation, or even the aura on the body, there is no point that can be associated with this old man.

In the space of the stone stele, what Cao Fan caught this time was the light ball of the artistic conception of wood. He is a fire attribute, which is exactly the same as the wood attribute, and it is much more difficult to comprehend this artistic conception than others.

The artistic conception of wood lies in the vigorous vitality and strong resilience, although Cao Fan's desire to perceive the artistic conception has been greatly hindered, but he still has not given up. On the contrary, he was very excited in his heart, and he had long wanted to understand this artistic conception.

His Heavenly Fortune Therapy is the Wood Attribute Exercise, and he uses the Pure Fire Spirit Root to perform this method with great curative effects, if he can perceive the true meaning of the artistic conception of the wood this time, the effect of the Heavenly Luck Therapy will definitely be greatly improved in the future.

Outside the Wunian Stone Monument, more than a dozen people were attracted at this time.

Three of them are from the same sect, and the coffin logo on the chest of the Taoist uniform is very eye-catching.

Among these three people, two of them are at the peak of their cultivation, and the other one is much weaker in their cultivation, only at the realm of the fifth layer of Jiedan.

Feng Zhaochen's pupils shrank, he actually knew that Jiedan sixth-layer cultivator.

That person was the first day of the Qingtian Sect in the Central Region a year ago, Xu Jie.

At this time, Xu Jie's face was full of spirit. In the past year, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has gained a lot of opportunities after entering the secret realm this time, and at this time, he is only one step away from the late stage of Jiedan.

Xu Jie's trip to the secret realm also has an important purpose, that is, to kill his old enemy Cao Fan, revenge for the humiliation of the year, and revenge for the decline of the sect.

During this year, news about Cao Fan was told by the Qingtian Sect to Xu Jie, who was far away in the Corpse Prison Sect. Although Cao Fan made a great name in the Southern Regions, Xu Jie didn't think so at all.

A rumor is often exaggerated and not fully believed. Second, he has the doppelganger puppet of the Yuan Infant Great Perfection, which can be said to be an invincible existence among all the secret realm practitioners this time.

No matter how powerful Cao Fan is, Xu Jie believes that under the attack of the clone puppet, the other party can only end up in ashes.

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