At this time, the trial had entered the final stage, the weaker ones were in the tenth layer of qi refining, and the monks of the eleventh layer were bloodily slaughtered by the strong ones in the early stage of the trial, and the closer they got to the central area, the more frequent this situation became.

The few weaker disciples who remained hidden, hoping for luck, were ready to fish in troubled waters. And the powerhouses at the peak of Qi refining, as the top combat power in the early stage, they constantly robbed the weak monks, looking for elixirs everywhere during the raids, and even when there was no conflict of interest with the powerhouses who were also at the peak, they could maintain a short period of peace!

In the middle of the trial, the peak Qi refining cultivators also began to compete with each other for resources, because of the distribution problem, but sometimes they could also form a group to slaughter fierce beasts, but as time passed, the resources were almost exhausted, and they slowly set their sights on their own kind, and for a time there were many things to kill people and seize treasures like pigs and dogs.

At this time, most of the lone Qi Refining Peak cultivators also had to hide and wait for the trial to end, while a very small number of sect elites were like Zhang Qingyun who broke through to the early stage of foundation building. They were given high hopes by the sect, and their purpose was also very clear, to obtain as much elixir as possible, and to kill the disciples of other sects, and most of the disciples were just cannon fodder.

At the end of the current trial, in addition to some Jedi with Jindan stage demon beasts, there are only powerful foundation building period demon beasts scattered in all directions, at this time, the powerful monks who broke through to the beginning of the foundation building period began to chase and intercept those qi refining monks, and some qi refining monks who were clever and had self-protection means also began to fish in troubled waters, not afraid of the crazy duel and pursuit of foundation building masters.

Zhang Qingyun is now in the early stage of foundation building, and with his strength, he can be said to be the overlord of the early stage of foundation building, and for a while, his divine sense unconsciously exuded vigilance and looked around for the only remaining sporadic elixir.

It didn't take long for his divine sense to feel that there were two peak Qi refining cultivators in front of him, as if they were in a duel, Zhang Qingyunyun lightly performed the Breath Gathering Technique, the Concealment Technique, and of course, the Water Curtain Technique was also indispensable.

After everything was done, Zhang Qingyun frowned and pondered and gave up the idea of the "Golden Silk Armor" being turned on, with his current strength, he had enough time to resist the upcoming attack, and take 10,000 steps back, even if he hit the "Golden Silk Armor", as long as the spirit stone was not exhausted, there would still be some defensive effect.

Zhang Qingyun walked forward with light steps, hiding in the dark and watching.

A female monk with a thin veil on her face was controlling the green long sword, and was slashing at the other party frantically, her arms were slender and gentle, but her forehead was covered with green tendons, and she didn't know why when she saw this scene, it gave Zhang Qingyun a strong sense of disobedience.

The opponent of the veiled friar was a vulgar man, dressed in a yellow cedar with an ugly face, and his hands clenched the giant sword parrying again and again, with a hint of chill and horror on his face.

Finally, under the wail of the ugly man, the battle ended, and the tulle woman breathed a sigh of relief, sweating, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat stains on her forehead, and then walked forward and squatted, and as soon as she stretched out her hand to prepare, she took off the four storage bags on the ugly man's waist.

At this moment, the veiled friar was stunned, looking at the shadow on the ground, her heart was pounding, it turned out that just as she was half-crouching and stretching out her hand, she could see from the shadow that there was a person and a sword behind her, and the blade of the sword was against her neck!

"Put down the things, leaving two elixirs, I can consider letting you go, I don't usually kill female monks, don't force me" A cold voice came from behind him.

The person holding the sword is Zhang Qingyun, this kind of thing of lying down to collect money and benefiting the fisherman, he still likes it, but then Zhang Qingyun regretted it, and he also understood why the ugly giant man was not only frightened on his face before he died, but also had a strange look!

I saw the tulle friar in front of her, raised her hands and slowly stood up and turned around, after a while, the tulle friar's face was charming, looking a little intoxicated, she opened her cherry mouth and whispered, "Senior brother, don't worry, junior brother will give it to you" A slightly rough voice came out of the mouth of the tulle monk in front of her.

Zhang Qingyun had a chill, a chill came from his back, a spirit, the sword in his hand almost didn't fall, his face turned dark, "Senior brother, you are a dignified seven-foot man, why are you pink and white, wearing women's clothes!"

In the face of Zhang Qingyun's questioning, the tulle male monk, who was delicate and wanted to cry, opened his lips slightly, opened his teeth lightly, and was about to speak.

Zhang Qingyun's face was like black charcoal, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, a sword cut a small hole in his neck, and said coldly, "Say it well, don't look like this"

The gauzy male monk, with a sneer, raised his orchid finger and gently pushed the sword edge aside with a finger, and said with a sigh of relief, "Senior brother, I don't know, a year ago, a few black horses rose into the sky and emerged in the secret realm of trials, very powerful and for some reason, murderous. ”

"At the beginning, we were both at the peak of our combat power, and we could still resist one or two, but as time passed, after these people disappeared for a period of time, they all went out of the mountain by building foundation cultivation, chasing and killing qi refining cultivators everywhere, there was no way to be forced by pressure, and the junior brother came up with this method, which did increase the survival rate a lot."

After some explanation, Zhang Qingyun looked at the gauzy man in front of him with a dark face, although he... But in this environment, he cleverly used human nature, and indeed let himself live to the present, although he despised it, but he still nodded secretly, what a fucking talent!

Zhang Qingyun flashed a flash of inspiration, showed a smile, and forcibly held back the cold and said, "In this case, for the sake of seeing that you are so cute, then you can leave three elixirs, and you can leave" Since you are disgusting with me, then I am also disgusted with you, Zhang Qingyun thought so.

The gauzy friar, with a look of surprise and disbelief, opened Cherry's mouth wide and "You... You"

However, before he finished speaking, Zhang Qingyun looked at the tulle monk, his smile gradually solidified, and he felt a burst of disgust, the back of his hand was exposed, he held the sword in his hand tightly, and hurriedly sent it to the tulle monk's neck, "Don't speak, just throw down the three elixirs, immediately, immediately!" Zhang Qingyun's body burst out with a powerful and dignified aura.

The tulle monk, feeling this coercion, hurriedly threw the three elixirs in another direction as if in tatters, lifted Luo's skirt and turned around and ran away.

Zhang Qingyun's face turned dark, he instantly caught the elixir, looked at the tulle monk dressed in women's clothes, his slender waist twisted back and forth, and from time to time with a frightened expression, he turned his head to look at himself, as if he was going to do something to him...

Zhang Qingyun watched the tulle monk turn into a black dot and go away, came back to his senses, forcibly suppressed the feeling of vomiting, put away the spirit grass in his hand, and held the four storage bags on the big man's waist with one hand, took out the three-star fan and made a big pit on the ground, and kicked the ugly big man with a bad cold face, the three-star fan danced gently, and the surrounding soil gathered to bury the big man on the spot.

Zhang Qingyun now has a string of storage bags tied to his waist, although he didn't attack innocent people in the secret realm, but he has gained a lot, presumably any monk will think that he is a bloody executioner who does all kinds of evil when he sees the many storage bags around his waist.