The disciples who participated in the Great Competition rarely had the same eighth-level Qi refining cultivation as Moshan, and most of them couldn't fly.

Everyone climbed along the mountain road, winding and climbing, Ling Feng was in it, and couldn't help but think of the time when he participated in the introductory trial, how similar the scene was at this time, but the people were different.

Everyone who climbed was a monk, and everyone was very fast, and it didn't take long for them to reach the Valley of Seven Illusions.

The most cruel thing is the cultivation realm, before they arrived at the trial site, these people have already begun to pour each other, there is a group of disciples whose strength is at the sixth or seventh level of qi refining, at the throat of a mountain road, blocking the follow-up people. This group of people doesn't kill people either, this is not the previous introductory trial, and the door rules are not a joke. They drove the crowd away and prevented them from passing, causing many people to have to take a detour.

In this way, the number of people who can reach the Seven Illusion Valley within an hour has decreased sharply, but most of them are low-level disciples, these people dare not speak out, this group of people does not kill, but they will hurt people, and none of them are good stubble.

Ling Feng and Mo Shan came to the front, and the feminine man who was the leader at this time waved his hand to signal his subordinates, let go of a way, and let the two of them pass. Ling Feng was also surprised, and in an instant, he was relieved, his name was not famous in the outer courtyard, most people still knew it.

Besides, this group of people was just instructed by others, and the people at the head of the group took the initiative to let them go when they saw the high strength, otherwise they would be able to stop hundreds of people with these few people, and they didn't have to think about it. Any thorn in the head can bring up a group of people, and they can be crushed.

Ling Feng and Mo Shan are not much to do, Dabi itself is a comparison of strength, if you are not as good as others, you will be eliminated, the difference is only an hour earlier and an hour later.

Leaving the place blocking the road, and before he could take a few steps forward, Ling Feng heard a coquettish shout behind him.

A woman dressed in white, with a graceful appearance, starry eyes and bright teeth, with a little coldness, and a rejection of indifference, about two years old, at this time with the group of people blocking the road, fighting.

The woman's swordsmanship was superb, not only beautiful to dance, but also quite extraordinary, the group of people quickly retreated, fleeing in the direction of Ling Feng, and the woman chased after her.

What a chivalrous woman with unparalleled elegance and pleasure, Ling Feng already knew who the woman in front of him was, it was one of the two people that Zhongshen Sword Jinyu let him kill, a dignified true heir of the cold man, known as the "Snow Cold Sword".

Ling Feng made a move to stop these fleeing people, and he didn't need to make a move himself, Mo Shan had already knocked all of them to the ground. It's completely worth offending some people and making friends with people like Xue Han Sword Flower Ruxue.

However, sometimes, others may not be able to see your own overtures.

Hua Ruxue walked up to Ling Feng's side, glanced at him, and walked directly in the direction of the Seven Illusion Valley. In her heart, Ling Feng is also a person who tends to be inflammatory, before she did it herself, these two people had already passed the roadblock, even if they were not in a group, they relied on their own strength to pass, but they were also selfish people. Even if there is a trace of mercy, it should help everyone and send away these evils.

Hua Ruxue looked down on such a man in her heart, so she was willing to take a look at Ling Feng and walked away. Mo Shan on the side, slightly annoyed, this woman really doesn't know how to be polite, she and her son at least helped you.

However, Ling Feng didn't say much, and Mo Shan didn't stop him.

Ling Feng and Mo Shan continued to set off towards the Seven Illusion Valley, and behind them, a Ling Yan young man, with his dark eyes, watched Ling Feng and the two leave, this person was the Sword Killer who had disappeared for a long time.

Not long after, the group of people who went ahead had already come to the Seven Illusion Valley, only to see a canyon between two peaks, clouds and mist surging, and the bottom of the valley could not be seen clearly.

Ling Feng stood on the mountainside and looked at the Seven Illusion Valley under his feet, frowning slightly, his divine sense could not see through the clouds and mist, I am afraid that this Seven Illusion Valley is covered with a layer of formation.

There are deacon disciples in the valley who distribute spirit runes, and after each disciple gets the spirit runes, a piece of information comes to mind, and a brief message is recorded on it: "Crushing the spirit runes means that you will withdraw from the trial and can be moved out directly"

Ling Feng and Mo Shan both got a red spirit rune, but everyone didn't take it lightly, they had experience in the introductory trial, and everyone knew that the spirit rune might not be able to save their lives.

Every practitioner who got the spirit rune rushed in, Ling Feng and Mo Shan were close together, walking towards the valley, and a few people followed behind, Ling Feng paused, did not stop too long, and continued to move forward.

Ling Feng once again let go of his divine sense in the valley, still unable to pass through the clouds and mist, but he could barely see a few zhang distance around his body, seeing that everyone was wandering in place, Ling Feng's heart was slightly cold, the place of this trial was no longer the simple mountain road at the beginning, but a formation, he had never been in contact with the formation, he must be extremely careful, turned his head to look at Moshan, and asked softly:

"Moshan, have you participated in the trial of the Seven Illusion Valley before?"

"Tell Gongzi, we haven't participated in it before, there are hundreds of places in the sect's trials, and for more than thirty years since I started, the trial locations are different every year" Mo Shan was next to Ling Feng, and said slowly what he knew.

"However, the assessment of the sect is nothing more than starting from the two aspects of heart and strength," Mo Shan also said his guess.

"Well, this level may be the mind," Ling Feng muttered to himself.

Ling Feng and Mo Shan had been wandering around the valley for an hour, and there was no movement in the transmission notes, and the trial disciples who were not far from Ling Feng had all disappeared strangely, and only Mo Shan stayed by his side every inch. The time stipulated in the first level was only two hours, and the trial disciples who were trapped in the valley had already begun to get agitated.

At this moment, in the Qixian Hall of the outer courtyard, Zhang Daozong, the elder of the law enforcement, and Yu Hao, the elder of the outer gate, sat opposite each other, and there was a landscape painting in the middle.

"It's time to start, keep going, some people can't hold on" Zhang Daozong stroked his half-black beard slightly, looked at the painting between the two, stretched out a finger, and gently tapped on it.

"Why are you in such a hurry, the disciples who participated in the trial this time have far surpassed their cultivation and strength in the past, just to screen some good seedlings" Yu Hao shook his head slightly, obviously slightly dissatisfied with Zhang Daozong's opening of the magic circle too early.

"You haven't been in charge of things for many years, I don't know that a few true legends have been making a lot of trouble recently, and their hands have already reached into the outer door, and those few are no worse than us, and there are several of them who are them" Zhang Daozong said slowly about the reason why he opened the formation early.

Yu Hao didn't answer, but there was a mockery in his heart, you are a dignified law enforcement elder, in charge of the Criminal Law Hall, are you still afraid of those little rabbit cubs?

"Don't think that I favor one or two of them, I have never given in to anyone in my life except for bowing my head to the sect master, I am just optimistic about one or two of them, and I am willing to help them, and I have nothing to do with any interests" Zhang Daozong sighed, and sighed in his heart, the sect master Bai Yunsheng is really a great talent that has not been encountered in a thousand years, but unfortunately he is already eighty and five this year, if he is a hundred years old, he can't take that step, and he only has twenty or thirty years to live.

"You have to know that our sect relied on the support of the sect master alone in the early years, and his old man was seriously injured several times, otherwise he would have formed a golden pill long ago, if it were" Zhang Daozong did not continue, but Yu Hao understood what he meant.

Originally, a foundation building monk could live to be one hundred and twenty years old, and a half-step golden pill like Sect Master Bai Yunsheng could live even longer, but it was a pity that he was too seriously injured when he was young, which damaged the foundation of the Great Dao, and it was very likely that he would not live to be one hundred and twenty years old.

When Yu Hao heard Zhang Daozong's words, his heart suddenly became a little heavy, the two of them have been in the sect all their lives, and they have witnessed the rise step by step under the leadership of Bai Yunsheng, and today they have become the strongest sect in the three towns. But these glories are all tied to the sect master alone, once Bai Yunsheng is lost, the mountains and rivers suddenly collapse.

"Sect Master, what did he say," Yu Hao asked eagerly.

"Sect Master, I have acquiesced to the infighting between the true inheritances, generation after generation of monarchs and ministers, the new lord is on the throne, and he needs to cultivate wings" Zhang Daozong sighed slightly.

After a pause, Zhang Daozong continued:

"However, I have spent most of my life for the sect, and I can't watch it fall into the hands of the little ones, but it's a pity that the sect master doesn't allow me to make a move."

"So you secretly support them," Yu Hao said with some surprise without his previous disdain.

"Yes, if this first level is opened too late, I'm afraid that all the old disciples will be left, and it will be left for some newcomers to have a chance to develop," Zhang Daozong said solemnly.

"Oh, it turns out that you have taken a fancy to the one or two who have recently appeared in the true biography" Yu Hao smiled slightly, obviously he was also optimistic, one or two of them.

After Zhang Daozong tapped the painting, in the Seven Illusion Valley, the clouds and mist rose heavily, the spiritual power continued to drain, and all the cultivators could no longer absorb a single trace of spiritual power from the surroundings, and everyone became vigilant.

I don't know how long it took, Ling Feng and Mo Shan met two Qi Refining Seventh Layer Trial Disciples, as soon as the two sides met, they had a big fight, although Ling Feng's side was strong, but Ling Feng and Mo Shan were still separated.

In fact, Moshan and Ling Feng are only more than ten zhang apart, but unfortunately, whether it is Ling Feng's divine sense or Moshan, they can only perceive within two or three zhang of their bodies, and this formation can also isolate people's six senses, and the two of them still failed to get together again in the end.

Ling Feng didn't move, he chose to sit in place, carefully sensing the surroundings, he knew that he might not be able to get together with Moshan for a few feet.

A sweet voice sounded, Ling Feng trembled, and when he fixed his eyes, a fairy with no trace of fireworks in his eyes was walking towards him.