"Everyone, be quiet!!!

The noise of the city gradually fell silent with a bang above the square.

The three Jiedan monks stood on top of the flying sword, one in front of the other and two behind them, standing proudly over the people below.

The monk in front of him seemed to be unconfused, dressed in the costume of the head of the Heshan faction, with a high-end storage bag that could accommodate hundreds of squares around his waist, and he exuded bursts of coercion when he spoke, which immediately shocked everyone below.

"I am Zheng Chengde, the head of the Heshan faction, and I sent the elders Wang Muzhi and Feng Xiao to preside over the disciple collection meeting. ”

"Meet Master Zheng..."

"I've seen Elder Wang, Elder Feng..."

Most of the monks were active in worship and were pious and humble, as if this would attract the attention of the three above. However, there were also a small number of monks who only bowed slightly, and did not even bother to open their mouths.

He Miaomiao and He Quanling are one of them.

Zheng Chengde raised his hands and pressed them down, his hair was meticulously tied on the top, his expression was solemn, and he really looked like a master from a distance. However, if you look closely, you can see that there is a hint of self-satisfaction on his face, and it is obvious that he is enjoying the admiration of all people.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are too many people in this competition, so it has been changed from the ring competition to the Yushan trial. Once you enter the mountain, you are at your own risk, and if you are not completely sure, please leave Pingchuan Castle immediately. ”

There were occasional inaudible mutterings from the monks below, but none of them would leave.

Sects generally only regularly go to the mundane to find children with spiritual roots, and bring them back to cultivate since childhood, and it is really rare to open the mountain gate widely.

When the Heshan faction accepts disciples, it attaches great importance to qualifications, unlike the Mingshan faction and the Zhoushan faction, which don't care if he grabs back a few spiritual roots first.

The five spirit roots and the four spirit roots can only depend on luck, and they can only act as miscellaneous servants when they enter the door. What's more, there are many children with spiritual roots, and it is impossible for the sect to find them one by one, because most of the scattered cultivators have no chance with them.

Seeing that no one left below, Zheng Chengde continued:

"This trial is divided into three venues. The western part of Yushan enters from the early stage of gas refining, the middle part is the middle stage of gas refining, and the eastern part is the late stage of gas refining and the completion of gas refining. Our faction has driven the demon beasts into it by level, and they will not encounter the existence of the cross-border realm. ”

"The trial lasts for a total of five days, and the success or failure is judged by the final total number of hunted animals, and those who do not come out of the forest at noon on the sixth day are deemed to have given up the trial. Our faction will send out three low-level storage bags, and after hunting demon beasts, be sure to put them in them, and do not put them in your own storage bags, otherwise they will not be counted in the score. ”

"If someone vainly tries to fill up the number with the demon beasts hunted before the trial, once it is discovered, it will be regarded as a provocation to the Heshan faction. ”

This threat seemed to have no real punishment, but everyone put away their little calculations.

The hegemony of the Heshan faction in the Lingnan Mountains is unshakable, and if it is picked out in public for cheating, I am afraid that it will be difficult in the future.

"If you have no objection, then stand up according to the cultivation and prepare to enter the mountain. ”

Zheng Chengde took Wang Muzhi and Feng Xiao at the same time, and at the same time released bursts of coercion, dividing the crowd into three columns, and the monks immediately lined up left and right according to the instructions.

He Miaomiao and He Quanling's late stage of Qi refining and consummation team were the smallest number of people. But when she looked back and forth, she found that there were at least nearly 1,000 people.

The monks in the early stage of Qi refining were already crowded to the point of breaking their heads, and it was originally a quiet dispute, but due to the large number of people, it was also very noisy.

"Quanling, we must not disperse when we enter the mountain, although only thirty percent of the monks who have completed qi refining are successful, but most of the monks in the later stage are also higher than us, and we have almost no way to survive when we act alone. ”

"Good!"

He Miaomiao thought for a while, and then said: "If we run away separately, we will meet at the entrance, even if we delay some efforts, it doesn't matter." ”

"Everyone, follow me out of the city and into the mountains!"

Zheng Chengde's voice spread throughout Pingchuan City, telling the rules of this beast hunting. The monks were eager to try, and with the determination to win, they embarked on the path of trial.

......

"Stop!

Not long after He Miaomiao and He Quanling entered the mountain, they were stopped by two monks from the eleventh layer of Qi refining. A man and a goddess are fierce, and they can't use weapons in their hands, but each of them is holding a golden sword talisman, and the threat is fully revealed.

But after all, they had just entered the forest, and the two of them didn't seem to want to fight easily, so as not to attract more high-level monks to pick up the leaks, so they picked two refining weapon ninth-layer starters, and prepared to grab the storage bag before going to hunt beasts.

He Miaomiao and He Quanling naturally would not be coerced by them, so they sacrificed their magic weapons without saying a word, and at the same time carried their methods to quickly retreat left and right, so as not to be hit by the talisman.

The willow-leaf-like dagger was like lightning, and it shot at the female cultivator at a rapid pace, and the sound of breaking the air pierced the surrounding calm, bringing a strong wave of spiritual energy.

The female cultivator was startled, thinking that she would be caught, but she didn't expect the two to fight back without hesitation. A flash of inspiration flashed in her hand, and the golden sword talisman suddenly pounced on He Miaomiao with a powerful force, and the golden spiritual light instantly illuminated the radius of ten zhang clearly.

The dazzling light flashed, but He Miaomiao was nowhere to be seen, and dozens of sword lights hit the position where she was standing just now, blasting the ground out of a deep pit, and the surrounding trees and turf were overturned.

The charred ground was empty, and the female cultivator suddenly felt a chill behind her, and she carried a large number of gold-based spells in her hands, and was about to attack when she turned around, but found that she was surrounded by thousands of thin needles, and the defensive shield was already difficult to support.

He Miaomiao didn't dare to fight, and used the spiritual power of his whole body to inject into the phantom, only to see more than 9,000 spiritual needles flashing in the air, as light and fluttering as ghosts, making people unavoidable.

The female cultivator was entangled by the phantom's tricky attack angle, and could only dodge with all her heart, she didn't have a magic weapon to fight, and her cultivation was two small realms higher, and it was difficult to escape from the hands of a first-order high-grade magic weapon, and her body was getting faster and faster, but the flaws were also obvious.

"Ning!" He Miaomiao finally found an opportunity, and when she saw the female cultivator's slender waist turning left, her feet were a little unstable, and she immediately pinch and shout.

More than 9,000 spirit needles instantly condensed into daggers and slashed towards its lower plate, and the female cultivator suddenly fell to the ground, with a spell in her hand, and before she could get up again, she was drilled into the dantian sea by the phantom that turned into a spirit needle again, and lost the power to fight again.

He Miaomiao already only had two percent of her spiritual power left, and she couldn't kill the other party in one fell swoop, although she knew that this move might leave hidden dangers, she wouldn't risk draining her spiritual power.

He Quanling had also exerted all his strength, and used the sword formation to seriously injure the male cultivator, and the two of them stopped staying at the same time, and flew towards the depths of the Jade Mountain to escape from the scene of the fight.

"Miao Miao, go to the tree to rest for a while, and then run down, I'm afraid it's not appropriate. "He Quanling only has one or two percent of spiritual power left, and it takes a lot of time to rush again, so he feels exhausted at this time.

He Miaomiao was the same, but she held on to her breath and wanted to find a slightly safer location. However, the terrain was not conducive to hiding along the way, so she had to nod her head in agreement.

The two of them didn't care about probing the surrounding situation, threw out the formation lot, hid a thick spirit tree, jumped up and entrenched on the thick branch, swallowed two spirit pills, and kept refining them.