Chapter 50: The Hanging Mountain
At the front of the team, Tiesha was dressed in green clothes, and said to the five people behind him with a cold face: "When you compete, you must kill those six people, if you can't complete the task, you know the consequences!"
The bodies of the five people trembled, as if they felt boundless pain, and said in unison: "Rest assured, the alliance leader will definitely complete the task." ”
Tie Sha retracted his gaze with satisfaction, these people were all young masters he had carefully selected from the Tie Sand Alliance, two Qi Cultivation Nine Layers, one Qi Cultivation Eight Layers, and two Qi Cultivation Seventh Layers, he believed that it would be more than enough to clean up Fang Yu's few people.
At this moment, a majestic voice spread throughout the platform, "The selection of disciples of this sect begins, and no one else will withdraw from the field, otherwise there will be no mercy." ”
Fang Yu followed the voice and looked, a black-robed old man stood in the air, his eyes looked around, full of majesty, it was the Elder Feng who kicked Fang Yu out of the exchange meeting last time.
Fang Yu shrank his head, for fear that the old man would recognize him and kick himself out of Dabi again, and it would be over.
The old man of the wind had a fluttering white beard, and the momentum of the Jindan period was unobstructed, scanning the field, and soon more than half of the monks in the field left, but the remaining estimates were about six or seven thousand.
The old man raised his hand and threw out a palm-sized cyan magic weapon, the magic weapon was radiant, accompanied by thunder, it was not ordinary at first glance, and sure enough, with the old man's incantation, the magic weapon quickly became larger, and soon turned into a huge mountain, suspended in the air, exuding a huge spiritual power.
The faces of everyone on the platform were pale, and some monks were directly pressed down by this coercion. Fortunately, the old man was quick to move, and he flicked his sleeves to put away this coercion, otherwise someone would definitely be crushed.
All the monks on the platform kicked and looked at this magic weapon, the whole mountain was covered by clouds and mist, and the roar of a giant beast was faintly heard, and a vortex rotated under the peak, bringing endless mystery to this mountain.
"This treasure is the magic weapon of this faction's Zhenshan Hanging Mountain, Nell and other places for this competition, there are 100 Lingyun Orders in it, if anyone can find it and successfully bring it out, they will pass the assessment," the old man said and summoned a palm-sized token, white as jade, exuding a misty light.
After a pause, the old man continued: "The time limit is three days, and if you don't wait for it, those who find the token will report to the sect with Elder Ben," the old man's mighty voice rumbled in the air, like a thunderbolt from the sky, and it shook all the monks' ears.
Fang Yu and the other monks looked at Ling Yun Ling for a while, and they could join the Ling Yun Sect if they got the token!
Many people were gearing up, eager to try, looking at the hanging mountain exuding high morale, but heard the old man continue: "This assessment is at your own risk, each has a destiny, and those who want to quit will leave immediately, once the assessment begins, they can only wait until three days later to open the channel and wait for it to come out." ”
The monks below were noisy again, and some monks withdrew from the platform one after another, although it was tempting to join the sect, but it was still important to live a small life.
Half an hour later, there were about 5,000 people left on the platform, and the old man Feng no longer talked nonsense, and directly released the Jindan Law Phase, and the spiritual power was swallowed, rolling everyone into the vortex, Fang Yu saw a flower in front of him, and felt a huge suction pull on him.
When Fang Yu could see things again, there was a verdant green in front of him, and when he looked around, he found that he was in a jungle, and the dense branches and leaves blocked the sunlight, making it look a little dim.
There were bursts of beast roars in the distance, and there was no one else around except himself, it seemed that the vortex that was sent in by the old man was an undirected teleportation array, and everyone was teleported to different positions.
I don't know what happened to Miao Qingqing and them, I hope I don't meet the people of the Iron Sand Alliance.
The Hanging Mountain is obviously a space magic weapon, it is too easy to hide a palm-sized token, if a person is like a headless fly, I don't know when to find it?
Fang Yu chose a direction and galloped forward, he planned to find Miao Qingqing and the others first, gather together and then look for Ling Yunling, there are many people and strength, it is easier to find
An hour later, Fang Yu hadn't run out of this forest, he was already so tired and out of breath that he found a big tree to lean on, and casually took out a spirit fruit and chewed it, but in his heart he secretly cursed Lingyun Sect, what a magic weapon, such a large forest, I don't know when it will end!
Fang Yu casually threw the eaten kernel into a thorn bush, wiped his hands on the weeds on the ground, and then stood up and continued to sweep forward.
The thorn bush suddenly moved, and a vine quickly hit Fang Yu's back, Fang Yu was startled, and without looking back, he threw out a golden shield talisman, turning into a golden shield to block Fang Yu's back, and the vines hit the golden shield with a dull sound, and then exploded together.
Fang Yu turned around and looked angrily at the thin cultivator who had risen up from the thorn bushes, this thief had eyebrows and rat eyes, and his short green hair was like a green grassland, but he had a cultivation of the fifth level of Qi cultivation.
Fang Yu stared at this lewd guy tightly, he was not blinded by this shameless guy if he didn't react quickly.
This monk was shocked, he didn't expect Fang Yu to react so quickly, this was the first time he missed today, he had already been ambushed here since he came in, and there were already two cultivators in front of him, so he was fast and ruthless when he attacked Fang Yu.
"Hehe, there is also a golden shield talisman, it is really a fat sheep!" The green-haired cultivator said with a smile: "But it doesn't matter, your treasures will be uncle's soon." ”
Fang Yu felt unhappy for a while, this guy was too arrogant, he was too lazy to talk nonsense, he grabbed three fireball talismans and threw them over, and the three raging flames ignited the surrounding thorns all the way, smashing towards the green-haired cultivator with rolling momentum.
This guy was arrogant, but he didn't dare to slack off, the magic trick was pinched, and the three wooden thorns shot towards the fireball, bang bang, the wood thorn fireball collided together and exploded and dissipated, and Fang Yu disappeared with it.
The green-haired cultivator let out a sigh of surprise, his eyes looked around, but he found no trace of Fang Yu.
"Where?" the green-haired cultivator wondered.
At this moment, a boulder fell above his head, and the green-haired cultivator was startled, his body flew backwards, and before he could stop, he felt a slight chill in his heart, and when he looked down, the tip of a sword passed through his chest.
The green-haired cultivator turned his head in disbelief, and saw Fang Yu looking at him with a smile on his face, holding the long sword in his hand.
"You ......" The green-haired cultivator wanted to say something, but blood foamed down the corners of his mouth, and finally closed his eyes unwillingly.
Fang Yu took out the Thunder Sword, rubbed it twice on the green-haired cultivator, and then put it away, glanced at the stealth robe with satisfaction, and said proudly: "The effect is good!"
Fang Yu quickly took off the green-robed cultivator into a big white sheep and threw everything into the Sumeru mustard seed, he was afraid that this guy would have his companions coming over, so he simply burned this guy to ashes with a ball of fire, and then turned to leave.
Half an hour later, Fang Yu found a big tree hole and got into it, and with a movement of his mind, the whole person disappeared into the air.
In the mustard seeds of Sumeru, Fang Yu took out the storage belt of the green-robed cultivator, and his divine sense easily opened the storage belt as soon as he poked inside, and immediately Fang Yu became excited, there was a palm-sized white transparent token lying inside, what else could it be if it wasn't Ling Yun Ling?
"Haha...... The young master is invincible, so he can find a token in this way," Fang Yu picked up Ling Yunling and laughed.
There were also two storage belts on the ground, Fang Yu took a look, they were all poor haha, there were nothing valuable, and they were not worth a few spirit stones.