"I am the master of the Heavenly Master Dao Sect, the son of the Heavenly Dao. I am also willing to accept you and protect you from Dan, Yuan Ying. The Heavenly Master Dao Master spoke silently, but he didn't seem to be able to pull his face, and said vaguely with a face.

"I am the head of the Xixia Mountain faction, you can call me Feng Lao, if you are willing to come, I am willing to personally guide you. Xixia Mountain Feng Sect didn't want to let go of this opportunity, and said solemnly.

"Although there are many female disciples in my Flower Butterfly Temple, there are also many male disciples, and there are countless exercises suitable for you. The female elder of Huadieguan also wanted to recruit Du Sheng, and said with a smile.

"Haha, Master Dengxin, your method is simply amazing. Forget it. Let's not embarrass this baby, let him choose for himself. Boy, but there is a word, the Sky Splitting Sword Sect is waiting for you. When several bigwigs heard this, they also cast a gaze similar to what you know, which made Du Sheng feel unbearable.

After Du Sheng's symbolic nod, several bigwigs flickered and returned to the main hall, but the eagerness in their eyes did not disappear at all, watching his every move. In fact, Du Sheng's heart was also confused for a while, from the beginning he felt that the suction power of this broken stone was also too big, and the little spiritual power he had stored was almost sucked clean, and he just wanted to test a spiritual root, so that he could be confused and make up some attributes, but who knew how to toss like this. Later, these bigwigs forced the palace one after another, but he didn't expect that he could make such a big move by simply measuring the spiritual root. He looked around and noticed that most of the monks were looking at him with bad intentions. Think about it, who wants to be a demon in their own era, and how unpleasant it will be to be superior to others everywhere in the future. Du Sheng understood their thoughts, and shook his head helplessly, he originally didn't want to be in the limelight in a low-key manner, but now he has become the target of public criticism, but after thinking about it, it's okay, don't say that I have excellent qualifications, then I will prove to you how good I am. When I set foot on the highway, I will step on the bones of your corpse and climb to the top.

"Du Sheng, a three-attribute spiritual root, is extremely pure. After discussing with the two old men, Han Lao behind Du Sheng gave such an evaluation. When Du Sheng heard this, he smiled politely at the three of them, and then jumped off the stage under the gaze of one after another, and slowly walked towards Mo Ran and Ao Fang.

"Brother Du Sheng, you are so amazing. Mo said in a milky voice, and his big eyes flickered at him from time to time, as if he couldn't see enough and couldn't see through.

"Haha, Childe, this time it's really a long face. Brother, I also have a lot of face with you, hahahaha. Ao Fang laughed loudly, so excited that his goatee stood up, and with a heroic expression, he said respectfully to Du Sheng.

"Hey, I'm actually very low-key, and somehow I just ..... Hey," Du Sheng's face was solemn, and he helplessly spread his hands and explained what happened, but how could this be explained?

Sima Cang saw that Du Sheng was admired by everyone and looked high, and he was already unhappy in his heart, which made it even worse. Seeing Mo or not, he didn't even look at himself, so he circled around Du Sheng alone, and it was even more difficult to feel the fire in his heart. Seeing Du Sheng and the three of them chatting beside him, he couldn't help but interject, and said viciously: "Hmph, the qualification spirit root is so useful, how many geniuses died before he grew up, Du Sheng, don't be like them." ”

"Sima Cang, what do you mean? Do you curse others? Brother Du Sheng, let's ignore him, he didn't take medicine. Mo Otherwise, when he heard the meaning of Sima Cang's words, Xiumu was angry and shouted softly.

"It's not interesting, hehe, there are a lot of people staring at you here, haha" Sima Cang finished speaking, as if he was in a good mood, and walked away without looking back.

"Something's wrong. Mo saw him go away and muttered quietly. And what Mo didn't know was that Sima Cang's words just spoke about Du Sheng's thoughts at this time, and he was very grateful to Sima Cang for his unintentional move, but it reminded him of the awakening. Yes, the human heart is separated from the belly, and it has to be guarded against. As the saying goes, people don't hurt the tiger, and the tiger harms people's hearts, and it seems that in the next test, I have to pay more attention to it, and be careful of capsizing in the gutter.

"Hey, brother, I see that you and that kid seem to have some trouble, do you want to come to us, and when the third test is held in a while, let's form a team. Xiao Lie, who was not far away, took the initiative to beckon Sima Cang to come over to gather, Sima Cang's face was even more gloomy, and he glanced at Du Sheng with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, followed quickly, and muttered to himself: Du Sheng, your good days are coming to an end.

On the bluestone square, there are still about five or six hundred people left, and the situation on the scene is not as good as before. Now most of the monks are familiar with each other, so they form a team in twos and threes, hugging each other to keep warm, and strive to advance and retreat together. Although some of them are only temporary teams, they cannot know everything about the people in the team. However, if they do not form an alliance with each other at this time, the lone side will definitely be besieged, which will inevitably lead to a dangerous situation for themselves, so for a time the wind of alliance and asking for help prevailed. Just when everyone was in a group, each familiar with the people around him, Lu Lao shouted violently, like a muffled thunder, everyone lost their voices, and the square suddenly fell silent.

"Okay, now you only have one last step left before you get to the gate of the spiritual realm, just step through. Then, next, please take out the token that was assigned to you before, and then inject your spiritual power into the corresponding token, activate the formation in the token, and you can enter the third test venue. As for the rules of the test, you'll see it when the token is activated. Now, let's start the test, and feel free to play. Above the main hall, the Heavenly Master Dao Sect Master's face was calm, and he said solemnly.

As soon as the words fell, someone in the audience turned into a streamer and disappeared. Du Sheng also took out the token, guessing in his heart that this purpose should be teleported, and it is unknown where it will be teleported. While thinking about it, Ao Fang and Mo Else gathered together, their eyes eager, as if asking. Du Sheng paused slightly, told them to be careful, and then nodded to signal that they could be excited. As a result, the three of them activated the token in their hands almost at the same time, and in an instant, the figure dissipated into the bluestone square. The sensation of this teleportation made Du Sheng feel a little sick to his stomach, only to feel dizzy, and the air flow pressed his body, causing the blood veins to swell.

After a few breaths, the sky suddenly opened up, the sky was foggy, the hazy was mysterious, and the surrounding fog was hazy, like chaotic runoff, surging, everything looked confused. Suddenly, Du Sheng felt a tingling pain in his brain, and the information in the token reflected in the sea of knowledge, just a few words simple and clear: this is a medium space, and those who can't hold on for thirty days will be eliminated. In case of life and death, you can crush the token. Here, opportunities and crises coexist.

"Damn, media space? What the hell is this place? Is it foggy in front of you? Why is it gray?" Du Sheng looked around, and found that he couldn't find the figures of Ao Fang and Mo, so he couldn't help but bury himself. Xindao: It seems that this teleportation is a random teleportation to a certain location in this medium, and the location is not fixed. Hey, forget it. Anyway, I have this teleportation token, so I don't have to worry too much about them. If they really encounter any danger, when it is really bad, they should be fine if they crush the token. Well, hmph, there are opportunities and dangers, and I seem to smell a baby.

Du Sheng groped his way forward in the fog, and he couldn't see his fingers around him, so he had to release his spiritual sense to detect any danger ahead. And in this fog, he also felt very difficult, and his spiritual power could no longer extend outward when he was five meters away from his body. It was like putting a cover on his head, his eyes were blackened, and he lost his light, which made him extremely tormented. After groping forward for a while, the fog faded a little, but it did not dissipate.

Du Sheng couldn't help but say to himself: With his own spiritual sense several times that he can't find the way out of others, is it weird? Could it be that everyone is also in this fog like himself? But after thinking about it, he denied his own thoughts, who can be as unlucky as himself, and then teleported to this ghost place, how big is this fog? At this time, Du Sheng was very anxious in his heart, he still couldn't get out after walking for so long, in his opinion, it was not the same thing, and he had to find another way to get out as soon as possible.

What can be done? This is the difficult problem before us.

The detection distance of his spiritual sense is stretched under the obstruction of the fog, and if it really can't work, why don't you first identify a direction and keep moving forward. Thinking about the strategy, Du Sheng's pupils flashed with purple rays, and his figure disappeared into the fog. Where the black mist surged and rolled, it was as if a figure flashed, and the speed brought up a series of phantoms. After using the lightning bolt continuously, Du Sheng's body was a little tense in spiritual power, and he had to stop and breathe with bated breath. And the spiritual consciousness automatically radiates as he sits down, and once again probes the movements around him.

At the moment when his mental power was released, a thought that something was wrong flashed in his mind, and he didn't know what was going on. My spiritual power used to be able to detect a distance of five meters, but now it can only detect a distance of four meters, what is the situation? Could this black fog still weaken my strength? Then this is really sensational. It's still a huge consumption of his spiritual power, which affects the exploration of his spiritual power. Don't worry about this for now, and then restore your spiritual power first. He closed his eyes and crossed his legs, the seal in his hand was constantly changing, the pieces of medium-grade spirit crystals in his palms quickly faded into powder, the surface of his skin was faintly thunderous, and the black mist around him was permeated, hiding his small figure.

The kung fu of the half-burnt incense was fleeting, and Du Sheng, who was pranayama in the black mist, suddenly got up, and seemed to have an understanding in his heart.