The puppet guards finally turned into light, and the ecstasy in the hearts of the trial disciples was irrepressible, and after shouting excitedly, they hurriedly checked their gains, some of them showed ecstasy, and some of them were slightly disappointed. But for most people, this battle that can go down in history is enough for them.

Tearing down the guards on the seventieth floor of the Sword Trial Cave is likely to be the most glorious moment in the cultivation career of these monks, and it is even enough to become the talk of many people's lives.

Qian Yang didn't open his mouth to sweep everyone's interest, but just silently checked his gains. To be honest, he is a little tired of acting in this play, even if he has enough reasons, he really doesn't want to turn himself into a person he hates even himself.

That's it for everyone to go anyway, the previous drama has been done, and the rest is up to fate!

Qian Yang's conscience found that he planned to be a new man, but some people didn't plan to let him go. Pu Haobai walked up to Qian Yang with a bitter face, and said tremblingly: "Fellow Daoist, I couldn't hit Yu Jian. ”

You don't need to act for Pu Hao Bai Qianyang, just take out the original copy of the disgust from the bottom of your heart: "Cut~! I haven't gotten the jade slip yet! I also took you to fight the guards, what else do you want?"

"Daoyou, that's not the case! I fought the guards just for Yu Jian, if I didn't have Yu Jian, I'd be finished! Daoyou, save me!" Pu Haobai almost cried again.

"Is it possible to get the jade slip if you want to? Besides, you don't have the jade slip to care about me, do you want me to take you to fight the eighty-layer guard?" Qian Yang didn't want to pay attention to him.

"That's great! Thank you, Daoyou!" Pu Haobai rubbed his hands excitedly.

"What's so much better?" Qian Yang was stunned.

"Didn't Daoyou say that you want to take me to fight the eighty-layer guards? I still have the elixir, I should be able to survive to the eightieth floor, I'll go down and wait for Daoist friends first!" Pu Haobai said and drilled into the light gate.

Qian Yang was all angry, and said in his heart, why are you so good at climbing the pole, and you are still an eighty-layer guard? Are you stupid!

"Do you really want to fight the eighty-layer guards?" Qian Yang smiled a little playfully.

"Of course you really want to fight, it's all counting on Daoyou!" Pu Haobai had no choice for a long time, so he had to stick it on Qian Yang's body with a dead face, whether he could beat it was not in his consideration, anyway, he would definitely not leave without Yu Jian.

"Then you go and wait, I'll see the mood!" Qian Yang was definitely teasing him.

"Don't, Daoyou, you must help me, no matter what conditions you have, I will agree to them all. Pu Haobai cried and mourned, for fear that Qian Yang would not take him to play.

"Well, then I want to think about it, you go first!" Qian Yang waved his hand and sent Pu Haobai away.

Pu Haobai was afraid of upsetting Qian Yang, so he didn't dare to speak anymore, so he had to go through the maze resignedly.

"You're so powerful, it's definitely no problem to single out the eighty-layer guard!" Old Lin Tou was angry.

Qian Yangxin said that this old man couldn't make a mess, and at this time he couldn't admit it, so he had to find an excuse to hide aside: "I don't talk to the people who robbed me!"

Lao Lin Tou followed two steps and wanted to say something, but Qian Yang saw that his posture was going to be endless, so he simply ran towards the light door.

"Hurry back! Don't die outside!" Old Lin Tou hurriedly shouted, but did not get the slightest response, and could only watch Qian Yang's figure disappear into the light gate.

The disciples' trial journey is basically over here, and there is definitely a lot to gain from being able to survive until this time. After this arduous battle, there was an inexplicable sense of intimacy between these disciples, who might not have known each other at all. Although I don't know if this kindness can continue beyond the cave, at least, at this moment, they are good brothers who have carried guns together.

Everyone was reluctant to disperse for a long time, and even Luo Yongxi, who was the least good at talking, sat next to a group of people, smiling and watching this group of people laugh and play.

The road to repair the truth is dangerous, the road to repair the truth is difficult, but the most maddening thing on the road to repair the truth is loneliness.

Each monk is pursuing his or her own path in life, and sometimes two monks who seem to have similar personalities may have very different paths in their hearts. There are no two identical people in the world, let alone two identical paths.

Every monk lives in his own world, and no one should come near him!

But if there really is an opportunity for the monks to let go of their prejudices in their hearts, put aside the differences in beliefs and paths, and just chat and brag, I think that even the most withdrawn monks will not easily refuse.

The ease and contentment that followed the Great War provided these monks with such an opportunity to become pure. This kind of seeming simplicity is precisely a kind of complex psychological integration, but it cannot but be said that this complex integration comes from the most primitive simplicity in human life.

It wasn't until they were tired of chatting and their hearts were filled with comfort that everyone slowly dispersed. Even if someone still had a few pills left, they really didn't want to take any more risks to covet some small gains, their trials were successful enough, and they were lucky enough, especially compared to those monks who fell at the last minute.

Compared with other people's happiness, the hard-working Qian Yang is still struggling, and he also wants to go home, but unfortunately there is no ticket.

In addition to leaving him with a few pieces of enviable equipment, the puppet guards also gave him a storage bracelet with a small star. The space inside the bracelet was so large that Qian Yang was amazed, and its value was definitely in line with the value of a seventieth-layer guard. The fly in the ointment is that Qian Yang failed to get the spell jade slip this time, and the probability of this kind of thing is really impossible to say, if it doesn't explode, it doesn't explode. Qian Yang felt that it might be because he failed to use his magical powers this time, so although the damage caused was definitely higher than that of others, he did not have a crushing advantage, so the chance of exploding Jade Jian was lower.

However, the high-end and high-grade product of the storage bracelet has already satisfied him, if he can bring it out.

After the seventy floors of the cave, what blocked the way was a plant-based spirit beast, the name Qian Yang was not sure, the old Lin Tou had never seen this kind of flower, and of course Qian Yang had never seen this kind of high-end goods with strength in the Jindan period, but looking at the appearance of this thing, Qian Yang temporarily called it a big mouth flower.

This kind of large-mouthed flower is a slender stem connected to a large head, and there is nothing else on the head, it is a big mouth full of teeth! The mouth is big enough to stuff Qian Yang's whole body into it, of course, he has no intention of trying.

Qian Yang carefully avoided the big mouth with the smell of earth, and slammed a heavy blow on the back of Hua'er's head with a lot of physical strength, and the battle was over.

Qian Yang took out a healing pill and swallowed it, gasping heavily.

This flower is not difficult to beat, the only annoying thing is that its floral fragrance is poisonous, and this poisonous gas will drift far away. If Qian Yang wants to get rid of a large-mouthed flower, he needs to start suffering from the poison gas from a long distance, and it will not slowly dissipate until he successfully kills his opponent. And in the course of this continuous battle, one Healing Pill can at most support him to destroy three Bigmouth Flowers.

Qian Yang knew that this nine-layer labyrinth was his last chance to get the escape talisman, and as for eliminating the eighty-layer guards and then clearing the customs, he didn't even think about it. Guarding this thing is not something that can be fought by one person at all, not even the fat rabbit on the tenth floor, let alone the ultimate boss on the eighty floor.

Qian Yang carefully calculated his remaining pills, and even more cautiously estimated the remaining time of the trial. The trial lasted for seven days, and if you didn't come out after the timeout, you would have to be forced to die and kicked out of the cave.

Actually, this time limit is still abundant, and the purpose of setting this time is only to prevent the disciples from endlessly meditating to recover during trials. Under normal circumstances, seven days would be enough time for the disciples to knock down all the guards and complete the entire trial.

However, Qian Yang obviously planned to make good use of this slightly abundant time, and his medicine was actually not much. Don't look at the jade pendant he has with all kinds of recovery jade pendants, and he has almost all the pills he can get in the cave, but he can't stand his heavy consumption! Who will clear all the little monsters he sees along the way? No one will carry the guards alone. So at this time, Qian Yang could only calculate the trial time, try to make more replies between battles, and strive to be able to successfully empty the nine-layer monsters.

The light curtain in the main hall of the Qingling Sect had already switched to the eightieth floor, and in the middle of the screen was a super huge large-mouthed flower. However, the minds of everyone in the room have long been lost to the light curtain, and everyone knows that the climax of the trial has ended on the seventieth floor, and the guards on the eighty floor will definitely stand there until the end of the trial, and no one can shake it.

A room full of Jindan stage powerhouses chatted happily, obviously still unsatisfied with the battle just now, the trial disciples were able to achieve such results that had exceeded their previous expectations, so that everyone was no longer so resentful of a certain guy who was not very bright-minded.

Deacon Jiang was flirting with a handsome old man with beautiful eyes, but his face suddenly changed, and he took out a delicate jade plate from his arms, and the jade plate was flashing with a hurried red light.

It was a communication jade plate that could transmit messages over long distances. This thing is a rare commodity even in Zhongzhou, and it is difficult for idle monks to have it, but a behemoth of such a grade as the Hidden Sword Gate, it doesn't take much effort to prepare a piece for a deacon who is out on business.

Deacon Jiang glanced at the jade plate, blinked and said, "I'm sorry everyone, there is news coming from the door, and I have to trouble Tang Daoyou to help arrange a clean room!"

Tang Qingyuan laughed: "I have already prepared for Jiang Daoyou, just next door, Daoyou go by yourself!

Deacon Jiang nodded, swayed and pushed the door away.

In fact, every time the trial was at the end of the line, the deacon of the Hidden Sword Gate would find a place where no one was to exchange information with the door. The Hidden Sword Sect will come up with a preliminary list of pre-included disciples, and the deacons on the scene will send the information of these disciples back to the sect and wait for the final results from the sect, and the fate of the trial disciples will also be finalized at this time.

According to the usual practice, the Qingling Sect will arrange a private room for the deacons of the Hidden Sword Sect, and they themselves can also take this opportunity to discuss some things that are not humane.

Set a small goal first, such as 1 second to remember: Book Keju mobile version reading website: