Shen Xiaole walked into the forest, and suddenly, a green bird attacked her.

A birdsong rushed towards Shen Xiaole.

Shen Xiaole's wrist moved, his fingers waved, and an ice flower hit him.

In an instant, the turquoise bird froze into ice and shattered.

As soon as the bird died, a spiritual light emanated from the bird and flew directly to the sign on Shen Xiaole's waist.

Shen Xiaole curiously picked up the sign he received before entering the magic circle, only to see that there was a small bar on it.

"I see!"

After figuring out the rules here, Shen Xiaole quickly shuttled through the forest.

Originally, a monster came out after walking three steps, but as soon as Shen Xiaole ran like this, a large group of monsters followed him.

Seeing this, Shen Xiaole ran faster, and those monsters could smell her breath and chase after her.

After a while, a large number of monsters gathered behind Shen Xiaole.

She hooked her lips and smiled, almost ready to start.

How tiring it is to play one by one, wave after wave, both fast and very cool.

With a flick of Shen Xiaole's wrist, one after another ice blades hit it, and the monsters that gathered into a wave were instantly bombarded.

In a very short period of time, a large amount of aura from the monster's body poured into the brand on Shen Xiaole's waist.

For a moment, the brand on her waist was red and hot, almost overloaded.

Seeing a large wave of monsters being wiped out by her little by little, Shen Xiaole felt an indescribable feeling of comfort in his heart.

Great!

In the sky, a bright sun shone on a rolling mountain.

On the high mountain, the clouds and mist curl up, making people feel like they are in a fairyland.

Surrounded by several high mountains, in the middle of which is an abyss, above which clouds and mist curl indestructively.

At this time, a white-clothed perch slowly walked up one of the high mountains.

His brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of complex and deep light flashed in his cold eyes.

After a few moments, all the waves disappeared, and only the glacier that had remained unchanged for 10,000 years was left in the eyes.

Qi Wei stood on top of the high mountain, standing with his hands in his hands, watching the sun go west a little bit.

Suddenly, Qi Wei jumped into the abyss surrounded by high mountains.

Through the layers of clouds and mist, Qiwei gradually fell to the ground.

The ground beneath his feet was scorched black, and there was a dark air of the forest.

No one could have imagined that in a place surrounded by mountains, a place where clouds and mist are like a fairyland, there would be such a gloomy land.

Qiwei is snow-white, and it is particularly obvious on the scorched black earth.

The collision of black and white is particularly eye-catching.

Under the clouds, on this scorched black land, at a glance, there is no edge in sight.

A lone stone tablet stands on it, which is particularly lonely.

Qi Wei turned around and walked towards the stone tablet.

His wrist flipped, and a white bolt of mana struck the stele.

The stele absorbed his mana and suddenly became brighter, and silver-white inscriptions spread from the top of the stele little by little.

Along the scorched black earth, all the way to the stone monument as the center, it spreads out.

At this moment, a wisp of scarlet mist was hidden in the dark air that emerged from the scorched black earth, quietly approaching Qiwei.

Within the assessment formation.

In just a quarter of an hour, Shen Xiaole had already solved two groups of monsters.

Just as she was about to start gathering the third wave, a scarlet mist floated up and turned into a mirror-like plane.