In the space of three days, hundreds of battles took place in this huge land of trials, and at least nearly a hundred people died unexplained, and countless monks were injured. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The total number of disciples of each sect was only about 300, which was nearly half less than when he first entered the Land of Trials. A large part of the disciples who were killed were disciples who came in to make up the numbers or had luck in their hearts, but there were also a few elite disciples of the sect who were unlucky and died without explanation.

For example, Senior Brother Zhen of Zhen Songyu, whom Qin Ziyang encountered, was enough to rank in the top twenty among all the monks in this trial land with his cultivation and magic weapons, and even if he was lucky enough, he was expected to enter the top ten.

But it's a pity that he ran into Qin Ziyang, the killing god, not only was he killed by Qin Ziyang using Fu Bao, but also the other seven elite disciples of Zhen Songyu died.

It can be said that Qin Ziyang's talisman treasure basically cut off the hope of Zhen Songyu's disciples rushing into the top ten in this trial place.

In today's Land of Trials, the remaining disciples have either found a certain important place and cooperated with their sect to develop it, or they are trapped in finding out the prohibition, but most of them are still in the Land of Trials.

However, at this time, Qin Ziyang's figure appeared at the back of the trial land, and he was already approaching the deepest part of the trial land of the Spirit Worm Gate.

Along the way, he encountered dozens of battles, but they all dodged early with the strange escape technique of Blood Shadow Escape and the power of divine thoughts, and rushed towards the deepest part all the time.

He entered the Land of Trials for two purposes, one was to heal his wounds, and the other was to find his father's traces.

The matter of healing has been resolved, although the qi and blood in the body are still insufficient, it is no longer so dangerous, and the whole is unharmed except for some secret injuries.

But there is no news about my father's traces so far. According to the eldest brother, his father led away the two foundation-building monks of the Diyan Sect in order to cover him, and directly rushed into the inner mountain gate of the Spirit Insect Gate, and he has not seen it until now.

The inner mountain gate of the Spirit Worm Gate is located in the deepest part of the trial place, and it is occupied by a large number of forbidden and spirit insects, which is very dangerous.

More than three hundred years ago, the Taishang Elder of the Earth Yan Sect launched a secret technique to sink the Spirit Worm Gate into the abyss, and the entire mountain gate of the Spirit Worm Gate had been integrated with this cliff. In the past three hundred years, the demon beasts that originally lived here had already been devoured by tens of thousands of spirit insects, leaving only a large number of prohibitions and spirit grasses.

Only by finding a way to enter the inner mountain gate of the Spirit Insect Gate can you find the traces of your father!

After a long day of trekking, Qin Ziyang finally stopped. There was no map of the Spirit Worm Gate, and no one to guide him, so he could only discern the direction according to the surrounding terrain and buildings.

Looking up, there was a black mountain in the deepest part of the Land of Trials, and there was no vegetation on it, only a bare patch. Qin Ziyang guessed that that mountain peak was most likely the inner mountain gate of the Spirit Insect Gate.

As long as you keep walking towards that peak, you can find the inner mountain gate of the Spirit Worm Gate.

Qin Ziyang looked at the place he was in now with a strange expression, a somewhat flat hillside, and there were two neat rows of dilapidated wooden houses on the hillside. There is also a large area of square land that has been reclaimed next to it, which seems to be the cultivation place of the disciples of the outer sect of the Spirit Worm Sect in the past.

"Since there are traces of the existence of the monk here, it proves that it is not far from the inner gate of the Spirit Worm Gate. Qin Ziyang took a deep breath, and a faint excitement appeared in his eyes.

He looked up at the sky, it was a little dark, and because of the prohibition, the time transformation here was not so obvious. However, it was probably dusk by this time, and it would be dark in another hour or two.

In this place of trial, most of the spirit insects are active at night. In the past three days, Qin Ziyang saw many spirit insects raging at night, often a few dozen or hundred, and hundreds of various spirit insects formed a black cloud whistling by, swallowing everything that could be eaten into his stomach.

Along the way, he found that there were dozens of corpses that had been devoured by spirit insects and only white bones.

As soon as the mind swept by, the surrounding dozen or so dilapidated houses were very messy, and various daily necessities such as quilts and basins were thrown away at random, which was very chaotic.

Qin Ziyang's eyes frequently observed the surroundings, and his mind also searched this house carefully. The goal here is too obvious to be a temporary foothold.

Suddenly, Qin Ziyang's face changed slightly, and his eyes immediately looked towards the woods not far away.

I saw a sudden commotion in the woods, and a woman dressed in purple stumbled out of the woods, pressing her right hand on her left shoulder.

Although the sky was a little light, with Qin Ziyang's eyesight, he could still see that this purple-clothed woman was a monk from the Purple Smoke Valley.

"Which Taoist friend is in front, hurry up and save the little sister, the little sister is willing to use all her net worth as a reward!" The woman's voice was delicate and tactful, but a little stubborn, although she was seriously injured, she still stubbornly sought a chance to live.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Don't run, little girl, let the uncle have a good time, maybe the uncle will be happy, and he can spare your life!" According to the breath, Qin Ziyang determined that there were three enemies who pursued and killed this woman.

"Why is this voice so familiar, what is it called, is it really cheap?" Qin Ziyang suddenly whispered, and as soon as his words fell, the three figures who were chasing and killing the women in Purple Smoke Valley rushed out.

"Hahahaha, which hero should I be, it turned out to be Senior Brother Qin!" The first to rush out was a lewd dwarf, glaring at Qin Ziyang on the mountain bag viciously.

The delicate body of the woman in Purple Smoke Valley, who was already about to climb the mountain bag, was suddenly stunned, and she looked at Qin Ziyang who was standing above her with a dead face.

It was dark, and she was in a panic when she was being chased and killed, and she originally thought that the monk did not move or leave after she shouted for help, and was preparing to save herself. Unexpectedly, this person and the three beasts behind him are actually the same sect!

She suddenly raised the flying sword in her hand, which no longer had the slightest spiritual power, and wanted to wipe it towards her neck. She'd rather die than be ruined by these brutes!

"It turned out to be a really cheap senior brother, your shit luck is so good, and you haven't died yet. Qin Ziyang looked at the three of them and said lightly.

The Purple Smoke Valley Cultivator, who was originally going to wipe her neck, was suddenly stunned, and almost laughed out loud with a "poof", she would never have thought that someone would call her the name "really cheap".

Although her cultivation is not high, she is clever and smart, and she immediately heard from this sentence that although this monk and the three monks who chased and killed her were brothers in the same sect, the relationship between them was not so good, and even a little bad.

With a plan in her heart, she hurriedly climbed up the hill with a roll, and she didn't dare to get too close to Qin Ziyang, so she hid behind a wooden house.

"The surname Qin, you are looking for death!" Hearing Qin Ziyang's words, and seeing that the furnace ding, which had already been captured, slipped away like this, he roared angrily: "The sect has rules that can't touch you, there are no rules in this place of trial, and the ancestor wants to divide your five horses into corpses!"