Behind the light gate, there was still a gray space, surrounded by gray mist, and beneath his feet was a black rock, as if the space was covered by gray mist, so that it was impossible to see it all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, the demon cultivators of other clans entered one after another, and Wu Fan didn't want to meet the demon cultivators of the Demon Bear clan, so he stood at the back, occasionally glancing at the monks who came in out of the corner of his eye, but he was guessing the appearance of the test in his heart.

In the following time, the demon cultivators of other clans also teleported over one after another, but the demon cultivators of these five clans did not seem to have any intersection, although there was not much space here, but the demon cultivators of each clan were naturally divided into five waves, and there was no intention of mixing together.

When the demon cultivator of the demon fox clan teleported in, it obviously caused a lot of fluctuations, because the disciples of the demon fox clan were all female disciples, except for the holy woman's face covered with a light veil, the other disciples naturally leaked their faces.

And these disciples of the demon fox clan are all rare beauties without exception, coupled with the bursts of fragrance exuding from their bodies, some demon cultivators can't help but take a few more looks, only the holy woman can only see a pair of clear phoenix eyes due to the light veil on her face, and the others can't see it clearly at all, which makes those demon cultivators who want to see the demeanor of the saint feel disappointed.

This holy woman didn't care at all, after teleporting in, she found a place by herself, and then closed her eyes and recuperated, and the other demon disciples felt bored, so they immediately withdrew their gaze and ignored it.

As for some demon cultivators with other fantasies, they didn't sneak a few glances, but then after being glared at fiercely by the female cultivators of the demon fox clan, they didn't dare to be so unscrupulous anymore.

In the space, as the last demon cultivator teleported in, it regained its calm again, even to the point where it was audible to the point of falling needles, and the gray mist in the air added a sense of depression to the space here.

Wu Fan was a little bored in his heart, coupled with this feeling of depression that could not be strict, he only felt indescribable irritability in his heart, and for some reason, since he entered this space, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him.

At first, Wu Fan thought it was a heavenly python, but then he took a closer look, but found that this Holy Lord was holding his hands behind his back at this time, staring at a certain place in the sky with a solemn expression, and he didn't pay much attention to him at all, which made Wu Fan's heart become uneasy again.

This feeling of knowing that someone is not good for him, but he can't find a trace at all, really makes Wu Fanwo extremely angry.

And when Wu Fan inadvertently turned his gaze in other directions, he was suddenly inexplicably shocked in his heart, because the Ling Elder of the Blue Crystal Clan, when Wu Fan looked over, also happened to be staring at Wu Fan with cold eyes.

Seeing Wu Fan looking over, this Elder Ling not only did not evade, but grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth that made Wu Fan extremely disgusting, Wu Fan had a clever idea in his heart, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze, but his expression became even more gloomy.

Although the other party covered it up well, Wu Fan still saw a trace of unusual taste in his eyes, it seemed to be greed, it seemed to be indifferent, and more, it was staring at Wu Fan as if he was looking at a dead person.

It's no wonder that Wu Fan feels cold, anyone who is stared at with this kind of look by a person who doesn't know the bottom at all, it is estimated that he will not feel good in his heart.

In the following time, Wu Fan directly withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes and meditated, and that Elder Ling, seeing Wu Fan like this, flashed a faint cold light in his eyes, and then he stopped paying attention to Wu Fan and turned to look at something else.

This silence lasted for more than half an hour, and Wu Fan, who was originally meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time, a trace of doubt flashed on his face.

Just now, Wu Fan suddenly sensed a trace of strange fluctuations in the space here, and this fluctuation was very weak, but Wu Fan's own divine sense was strong, so he still sensed the abnormality in it for the first time.

At this time, Wu Fan opened his eyes, and at the same time, his legs were slightly forced, and he stood up directly.

In the space, the gray mist that was originally static suddenly began to surge constantly, and at the same time, there were bursts of disturbing whimpering sounds in the space, like the sound of the wind blowing through the mountains and forests, and the terrible sound like a ghost's howl.

Wu Fan took a closer look and saw that there was nothing unusual about the other demon clan cultivators, so he put his mind at ease and turned to stare at the gray mist in the space and observe it carefully.

As time passed, the gray mist surged more and more, and after a while, the gray mist that was originally scattered in the space suddenly gathered in the center, and the ghost howl was loud, and the gray mist continued to make bursts of rumbling sounds, as if thunder.

The wind suddenly rose, and the gray mist in the space was blown away, and the demon cultivators who were originally covered by the mist all appeared, and in the center of the space, as the gray mist disappeared, a gray formation with the size of a hundred zhang appeared.

This formation slowly rotated, emitting bursts of strange fluctuations from it, which looked mysterious and abnormal, and above the magic circle, an old man wearing a gray robe appeared at some point.

This old man's face is old, half of his face is covered by long gray-white hair, and the other half of his face is exposed, as if half of the bark of a dead tree is covered with folds.

The other demon cultivators had already seen this kind of scene, and at this time, looking at the old man's eyes, there was respect, and since it was the first time for Wu Fan to participate in this Holy Lord trial, he was more curious about everything that happened in this place, so he glanced at it a few times.

Although there is not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on this old man's body, since he can be suspended in the air, he naturally will not be a real mortal, and there is only one explanation for this situation, then this old man's cultivation far exceeds that of Wu Fan, so Wu Fan can't sense the other party's cultivation.

"This year's Holy Lord Trial is presided over by the old man, after the formation is opened later, the Holy Son of the five clans will first teleport in through the magic circle, and the other disciples who accompany him will enter according to the previous ranking, and you can understand the meaning of the old man's words. ”

The old man opened his eyes and glanced indifferently at the demon cultivators here, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth at the same time, but this voice was not only hoarse, but also weak, and Wu Fan felt uncomfortable for a while.

"Yes, we will abide by the decree of our ancestors. ”

At this time, it was the Holy Son of the Five Clans who spoke, as for the other demon cultivators, they didn't say anything more, as for the Holy Son of the Five Clans, he also looked extremely respectful when he spoke, which was in stark contrast to his original arrogance.

"Well, very good, it's not the first time that the old man has presided over this Holy Lord trial, and among the holy sons here, a few of them probably also know the honorific title of the old man, although the old man is the ancestor of the red ape clan, but this holy son trial will not favor that side, let's talk about the trial class, although several holy sons should know, no, this is the duty of the old man, and a few holy sons don't blame the old man for being verbose. ”

"I don't dare to wait, please admonish the ancestor. ”

When the Holy Son of the Five Clans heard the old man's half-joking words, he was a little speechless in his heart, and he shook his head with a wry smile on his face at the moment, and replied.

"Well, that's very good, let's talk about the things that need to be paid attention to in the trial of the Holy Son and the appearance of the trial. ”

The old man seemed to be very satisfied with the performance of these holy sons, nodded, and then continued to speak, although most of these holy sons knew about this trial, but naturally they would not show any dissatisfaction on their faces, they could only look respectful, and slightly bow their heads and listen carefully.

Of course, as for what these holy sons think in their hearts, only God knows, because this matter is related to Wu Fan himself, so in addition to these holy masters, it is estimated that the one who listens most carefully is Wu Fan, a foreign monk.