The Flood Desolation Trial, located in the Flood Desolation Mountain Range thousands of miles southeast of the Divine Light, is a realm of its own, and has always been a mysterious existence for the entire Southern Regions Sect. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There are legends that it is a back garden established by the ancient powers, and there is also a place where the treasures of natural evolution at the beginning of heaven and earth are not included, but they are just legends, and it is difficult for people with lofty ideals from all walks of life to trace the roots.

This secret realm suddenly appeared without any warning more than three hundred years ago, and was bumped into by several Jianghu cultivators who had been trained here at that time, and had to enter it, and in just a few months, he was already a master of the peak of knowledge and possession.

Spring went to autumn, and two years later, this group of people opened a sect in a forest sea west of Shenguang and in the southern region, and achieved today's Luoxia Valley and Fu Sect.

It is precisely because of the income of its ancestors from the Flood Desolation Secret Realm that the two major sects were able to be listed as the four major third-grade sects in the Southern Regions together with the Sword Xuange and the Chongwu Sect, and they were in the limelight.

However, the paper couldn't contain the fire, and the two major sects that suddenly rose naturally attracted the attention of all the forces in the Southern Regions, and three years later, that is, when the Flood Desolate Secret Realm was opened again, the news leaked.

Therefore, there is now a wind and rain in the southern regions, and the eager scene of the flood and famine.

On this day, the bell of Chongwumen rang nine times, the sound shook all over the world, and the big sect of Nuo fell into an extremely quiet atmosphere in an instant, without noise and noise, and without chatting and ridiculing, it was weird and a little scary.

Everyone understands what the bronze bell of the drum tower represents, and they also know why it rings at this juncture.

In the main hall, there was a group of people standing neatly, looking at the number of no less than hundreds, among them, the ice and fire who had some old acquaintances with Yang Xuan, Bai Li and others were impressively listed, all of them had a mellow and long breath, and they were all monks in the realm of transformation.

At the top of the crowd, a group of thirteen young men and women with indifferent expressions, no sorrow or joy were in the lead, but there was a lack of the unfathomable aura of those who had cultivated to the depths, which seemed a little ordinary.

Even so, no one in the entire field dared to underestimate them, because they were the core disciples of the Heavy Martial Sect, and they had cultivated to the level of a young master who had reached the realm of knowledge and Tibet.

Yang Xuan stood in the crowd, looking at the people around him and in front of him from time to time, his expression was equally serious, and he said in his heart, "It seems that this desolate trial is not just to improve the strength of the sect disciples."

After a while, the figure of the sect master Sun Chongwu appeared on the golden throne at the head of the hall, and he looked at the radiant looks of the disciples below with satisfaction, and nodded slightly.

"The triennial trial of my Southern Flood Desolation is about to begin, this is a war, and it is also a great opportunity, all of you present are extraordinary, this trip must not fall into the name of my heavy martial arts, have you heard?"

"Disciples obey orders" are only a few hundred, but there is a huge sound like a tsunami, which shows that they are all full of confidence, which naturally makes the master of the door laugh again and again.

"Okay!" Sun Chongwu shouted, "This trip to the flood is different from the past, I believe everyone has more or less heard of it, the disciples of the Tibetan realm, in the trial, Meng Ke led the team, and the disciples of the mortal realm were led by Qiu Jingyu, when they went back and forth, everyone could obey the order of the first torture forest of the Heavy Prison Peak......"

The two people who were called by name came out of the ranks, one of them Yang Xuan had never heard of, but it was Meng Ke, who was a strong member of the core disciples of the Chongwu Sect, and it was reported that now his cultivation has reached the realm of the True Yuan Collection, and the fire in one hand is extremely destructive, and he is good at using the spear, and the sound of dancing is very powerful.

The other person, Yang Xuan, couldn't be more familiar, that brother who was a waste of firewood and hated the sky, now his cultivation has not changed much compared to before, and he is still at the peak of transformation, but Yang Xuan has reason to believe that during this time, his strength will definitely improve, otherwise it can't be like this.

"It's been quiet for so long, this Qiu Jingyu seems to have a lot of intentions, be careful when you enter the trial, don't be overshadowed" At this time, Yang Xuan's ears sounded with the sound of Bufeng's divine thoughts, and he nodded lightly.

After finishing the order, Sun Chongwu spoke again, "The previous trials of the flood famine are all a game, not only your own sect, but also many forces in the southern region that are worthy of fame, the crisis is accompanied by the harvest, it can be said that this is also a big opportunity for you, whether you can grasp it depends on your own"

"The trial secret realm is complicated, and the inheritance of divine weapons is also numerous, what can you get, luck, the sect does not plunder, but being able to get it does not mean that it can be protected, which is also the origin of the game."

"I know that you have mutual dislikes, but this trip is not a joke, those infighting thoughts are all restrained, and I hope that after three months, you can all return safely"

Sun Chongwu sighed faintly, his expression was a little unbearable, but he was helpless.

"Okay, let's disperse, early tomorrow morning, gather in the square in front of the palace, and go to the flood with the Lord of the Punishment Peak"

As soon as "disciples obey orders" said this, the figures of hundreds of disciples who knew the hidden mortals flashed, and they left the main hall and left.

In the rather chic courtyard where the inner disciples lived, there were three people talking softly at this moment, their words and deeds were extremely cautious, and a cruel smile appeared on their faces from time to time.

"Senior Brother Qiu, I don't know if the battle of the flood has been arranged?"

"Hehe, Senior Brother Bai rest assured, he has already discussed with Shen Fusheng of the Sword Xuan Pavilion, it is said that he broke through to Zhizang a few days ago, and he wants to be even more foolproof."

"Oh, that's the best, plus Senior Brother Qiu, you, two masters of the Tibetan Realm, it's not easy to kill him Yang Xuan, who is in the middle stage of metamorphosis......" The white-shirted young man smiled proudly, and the hatred hidden in the depths of his eyes appeared, and disappeared immediately.

"Brother, you must remember, concoct that bastard well and avenge me" At this moment, it was a thin man who spoke, who seemed to be a little weak, and a sickly pale appeared on his face.

"Don't worry, I won't let him be arrogant for long, hum ......"

When everyone heard this, their eyes flashed, and the killing intent was pervasive, and the wind in the courtyard seemed to be more urgent, and the birds and insects that were originally resting on the branches were unstable, and they fell to the ground on the head, trembling, and couldn't slow down for a while.

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"The Flood Desolation Trials Four Third-Rank Sects, among them, Luoxia Valley is friendly with my Chongwu Sect, and Fu Sect has always worn a pair of pants with the Sword Xuange, and they are also opposed to each other, this relationship is really not complicated at all......

In Yang Xuan's wooden house, Bu Feng and Ning Yue sat around and chatted.

"But I remember that there is also a Flying Immortal Island in the Southern Regions, plus a five-grade sect Wangtian Palace, why, they don't come to the Flood Wilderness Trial?"

Bu Feng glanced at Ning Yue, who looked like a problem baby, and shook his head slightly, "Will come or not, even if the disciples of those two sects come, they will only be regarded as traveling, and the cultivation resources allocated within the sect alone are not much worse than those in the secret vault."

"Feixian Island is the only four-grade sect in the Southern Regions, and the sect background is even stronger than my heavy martial arts sect, and in the cultivation world, Feixian Island's style of acting has always been relatively decent, and most of the disciples are open-minded, sincere and truth-keeping people, although there is a big chance in the Honghuang trial, but the chance is too small, it is difficult to arouse their interest, let alone the high-ranking Wupin Wangtian Palace."

Yang Xuan was stunned when he heard this, and there was more softness in the depths of his eyes, as if he remembered something...... Wangtian Palace won't be anyone, right?"

"Not necessarily, after all, the treasure is there, naturally some people who boast of extraordinary luck come here to try, the only thing that is certain is that there will not be too many people from these two sects, and they must not be the core of the sect."

Yang Xuan was silent, but his gaze towards Bu Feng had a hint of something else.

After a long time, Bu Feng sighed softly, "The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, that Qiu Jingyu has been dormant for so long and there is no news, it may be that he came to this desolate trial, and Shen Fusheng of the Sword Xuange, this trip to the secret will not be simple."

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The next day, as the sky was about to dawn, hundreds of young monks stood in line on the square, staring at an indifferent man in black tightness who was practicing kung fu in front of him.

A long knife was behind his back, and he could feel the sharp aura through the heavy scabbard, and the two-inch-long scar at the man's eyes was particularly hideous, adding a fierce aura.

"Are you ready?"

Everyone was silent, and their resolute eyes revealed everything.

"Okay" Xing Sen nodded slightly, and took out a fusiform object from the Sumeru ring, and between the true yuan infusion, the wind rose, and a few breaths turned into a giant boat, exuding a faint heroic light.

"What a magical spiritual treasure, this thing is ......" The serious and solemn queue was surprised when they saw this artifact for the first time, and couldn't help but whisper.

"It is worthy of being a fourth-order spiritual treasure, a heavenly spiritual boat, not spectacular"

"It's actually the fourth order, how powerful should it be......"

The shouts of surprise came one after another, and after a long time, Xing Sen's face softened slightly, "Everyone, board the spirit boat and open the Hongbarren Mountain Range!"

"Yes" everyone shouted in unison, the fighting spirit was high, and at this moment, the first glimmer of light between heaven and earth seemed to be brighter in an instant, accompanied by the vast morning scene, showing solemnity.

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At the top of the immortal mountain, in the rather magnificent and gorgeous palace, a woman with a plump figure and extremely tempting beauty happened to look at the little girl on the futon with a slight frown, and nodded from time to time.

"Fifteen-year-old True Yuan Zang realm, Xiao Youruo's talent is really terrifying" The woman smiled between her eyebrows, her eyes swept over the boudoir, and the painting that she regarded as a treasure was carefully framed and spotless.

It seems to be remembered of the remote dynasty far south of the Cloud Wilderness, the worldly boy with some talent, "I don't know if you have entered the heavy martial arts, even if you enter, this flood wilderness trial, I'm afraid it's not enough to participate."

With a sigh, the bewitching woman restrained her smile, and Shen Nian probed the little girl in front of her, who was kneeling in her place, and closed her eyes.

The previous words seemed to have never happened, and silence returned to the boudoir, and the only thing still moving was a few strands of hair on the girl's forehead, which rose and fell slightly with the frowning of her brows, and she was very naughty......