In the Wangtian Palace, there is a prosperous scene, disciples and elders from all walks of life are all busy, and in the arena, the quaint stone platforms are isolated, and there are strong sects reinforced with secret methods, it seems that they are preparing for the upcoming battle of the Ascending List. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the past, life was boiling on the platform, but in the past few days, it has unexpectedly been a lot colder, but the monks who stopped to watch in the audience have more than doubled, and the whole scene has changed from the hustle and bustle of the past, and the sound of gasping cold air can't help but come from the crowd, which looks quite frightening.

On the stage, there stood a sturdy man, his upper body naked, revealing an explosive muscle, his eyes were as bright as knives, and his hands were tied into fists, and he was slowly recovering at this moment, and on the other side of the field, there was a young man who was holding his chest and sitting on the ground with a frightened face.

"My God, Senior Brother Graphite is too strong, Song Wenyi's desperate cultivation was defeated within three moves"

"Ranked ninety-ninth on the Ascending List, is it easy to match it?"

"It seems that in this year's battle for the Ascending List, Senior Brother Graphite is sure to enter a few more rankings, and it is impossible to say that the top 80 are all possible."

Up to now, the one hundred and eight geniuses on the list of ascending to the heavens, in the eyes of ordinary monks, represent a kind of supreme existence, although in the realm, some monks who have not entered the list can also be on par with them, but they are far from each other in terms of strength.

After all, if the comprehension of the mysteries is not qualified, the power of the vision will naturally weaken, and the cultivation to that extent is almost a competition at the level of the vision.

"I really don't know how strong those higher-ranked senior brothers ......and sisters will be? Presumably, no one should be able to shake their position."

"Needless to say, it's about ranking, who wouldn't go crazy to improve their strength? All in all, this battle for ranking on the top of the list will be extremely exciting."

As soon as everyone spoke, they all cast admiring glances at the graphite on the stage, and their words were extremely envious.

"Tomorrow is the battle to ascend to the sky, I wonder if those guys have already returned to the sect?" Graphite won this competition, looking at the churning sea of clouds in the distance, and reflected such a magnificent scene in his deep eyes, I don't know what he was thinking.

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"Yunmengze will be opened today"

"Back to the palace master, it's true"

"Okay, let's go, let's see how many opportunities and inheritances the little ones will gain this year" A hint of a smile appeared on the old face of the Lord of Wangtian Palace, and the cloudy old eyes flashed away, and he first held the dragon head cane and jumped into the clouds, followed by a group of elders, and Yuemei was also impressively listed.

In a secluded place in the Chuiyun Immortal Mountain, the quaint and mottled altar was quietly erected there, revealing a vast atmosphere, in the blink of an eye, several streamers, descending, led by the Wangtian Palace Lord who was holding the dragon's head cane, and fell on the altar, slightly dignified.

"Palace Master, in a few moments, the entrance to Yunmengze will open again"

The old woman nodded, no longer spoke, and the atmosphere between everyone was extraordinarily quiet, which was quite in line with the already quiet and peaceful mountain forest.

I don't know how long it took, the old woman's face changed, her mottled and wrinkled face instantly tightened, and her cloudy old eyes stared at the sudden misty brilliance on the altar without blinking.

Everyone's expressions were all awe-inspiring, and every time the altar was opened, the majestic momentum made them nervous.

Yun Mengze's origin is quite mysterious, he only knows the secret realm that the ancestors of Wangtian Palace found in the early years, and established Wangtian Palace based on this immortal mountain full of spiritual energy, and then hundreds of years, Yun Mengze began to officially use it for his disciples.

It's just a faint guess, but it's just a thought, and it was immediately dispelled by it, so great and mysterious, no sect seems to have the strength to create such a miraculous treasure.

And the only one who has such means is afraid that the only one who is above all beings and has an equally mysterious origin is the Tiandu lineage.

But this idea is really a bit too shocking.

How could such an existence spend a lot of money to forge such a secret realm in the Southern Regions, which was tens or millions of miles away from the Middle Domain? And for what? It was not enough to simply train the younger generation of monks?

Therefore, there are still many unrealistic aspects of this idea, and it is not accurate.

A group of sect elders led by the Lord of Wangtian Palace all stared intently at the misty brilliance, and suddenly, they saw that it immediately became larger, spreading inch by inch, until it was several zhang wide, and then it came to an abrupt end, and an inexplicable vast and mysterious power poured out, which was extremely spectacular.

"Is anyone coming out?"

"You'll have to wait a while, have you forgotten the terrifying tide of monsters?"

Everyone was speechless, they were also monks of Wangtian Palace, and naturally they had also experienced Yun Mengze's trip, it was strange to say, such a strange situation would appear every time Zongbi, just like the light curtain that was opened had an irresistible temptation to the demon beasts.

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In front of the huge light curtain, Wuzi exuded a misty brilliance, and the shredded flesh around it was several feet thick, and the blood flowed, infecting all the bluestone and green grass into a palpitating blood-red color, the tide of demon beasts that were almost uncountable was missing most of them at this moment, and only some demon beasts with strength of about the fourth order lingered here, and the scarlet eyes turned a deaf ear to the broken flesh corpses everywhere.

It's just that his eyes have been staring at the huge light curtain that does not make the slightest waves, for a long time, he didn't dare to roar a few times, turned his head and walked very slowly, it seemed that he had returned to the dense forest valley in the distance.

Unexpectedly, these demon beasts seemed to be indifferent to the monks who stopped aside, and their huge bodies gradually faded away, leaving only the hideous and terrifying dozens of monks on the ground.

"There were more than 10,000 people at the beginning, and now there are only a few dozen of them who survive."

Yang Xuan's tone was not without sighs, the trial itself was a selection, but what was even more cruel than it was that he was a loser and had no chance of living.

The cultivation world is so cruel, and even more so, in this Yunmengze, most of the monks died at the hands of various secret organs, dangerous places, or powerful beasts, but in the cultivation world, in addition to these ubiquitous crises and dangers, what is more to be guarded against is the means of fellow monks.

Sometimes, for a low-grade spiritual treasure, there are many people behind the scenes.

"Let's go" As if it had already been discussed, the dozens of figures present immediately rose to the sky, rushing towards the huge light curtain below, rushing straight over, one after another streamers appeared, and the momentum was surging, which was actually improved compared to the beginning of the cloud Mengze, and the amplitude was not small.

This Yun Mengze really has countless opportunities, and it is not just his own group that is lucky.

Yang Xuan thought like this, his gaze fell on the light curtain that exuded a misty halo, and the corners of his mouth pulled a subtle arc, "Ascend to the sky, what kind of powerhouses are they......"

Thinking like this in his heart, he only felt that a burst of brilliant brilliance suddenly appeared in front of him, and his heart trembled slightly, and the whole person seemed to have passed through some enchantment, and disappeared from Yun Mengze in an instant.

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Between the lush mountains and forests, a huge light curtain halo flowed, and the Lord of Wangtian Palace stood in front, followed by several figures at the level of Wangtian Palace Elders, and at this moment, his eyes were staring at the light curtain without turning.

The next moment, I saw a flash of light, and a figure appeared on the edge of the altar in an instant, as if I was slightly surprised by such a formation, and was stunned for a short time, and then reacted, clasped my fists and gave a slight salute, and walked to the side to stand still.

Everyone was expressionless, staring straight at the light curtain, and did not move for a long time.

In a trance, the light curtain trembled, and it seemed that someone appeared from Yun Mengze again, and after a while, the halo flowed, and the kung fu of the front and rear feet, Yang Xuan and the four of them all appeared in the dense forest.

Looking at the Wangtian Palace Lord and the others in front of him, Yang Xuan was also slightly stunned, but he came back to his senses in an instant, looked back, and saw the figures of Youruo and the others, and hugged his fist slightly at the position where the palace master was, and also turned around and walked to the side.

After all, there are no people here now, and there are more than 20 people on the Yunmengze Square, and it is not easy to come forward and talk about something.

"I didn't expect them to be able to mix with Yuwen Bufan"

"Well, hehe, Yang Xuan's kid's strength has improved, and he is already in a desperate situation, and that fat man ......"

Everyone didn't say it explicitly, but they were communicating with their divine thoughts, and these people did not accidentally fall into it, which obviously made the palace master and Yue Mei breathe a sigh of relief.

Having said that, the Wangtian Palace Lord frowned strangely, and his gaze inadvertently fell on Yang Xuan's body, from top to bottom, he carefully looked at it, including the quaint long sword he was carrying behind him, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, the light curtain flickered again and again, and in an instant, except for the elders of the Wangtian Palace and other sect elders, more than 20 disciples were all present.

Then, the altar light curtain in front of him trembled suddenly, and slowly dissipated from the edge, spreading inch by inch to the center, and finally turned into a bright point of light, and disappeared in an instant.

The altar with a mysterious aura turned into an ordinary stone platform in an instant, and there was no more supernatural place.

The eyes of the Heavenly Palace Lord looked at the monks standing neatly on the side, and slowly spoke, "You people are the only ones who are alive?"

"Back to the palace master, it is exactly" in the crowd thought that the monk clasped his fists and saluted, and said something in response.

Seeing this, although they were all prepared, they were also slightly shocked when they saw this situation, you must know that at the beginning, more than 13,000 people participated in the Yunmengze trial, but now only more than 20 people have walked out of the secret realm unharmed.

The shock was incomparably huge.

"I didn't expect Lin Luo and Li Fengyu, as well as Wang Xiao and others to come out."

"There are a lot of dangers in the secret realm, even if so, it's not a big deal, it's just a pity that their talents, if they have some adventures, they can't say that they are characters like Gu Feng......"

Wangtian Palace pursues the law of the jungle, the strong can naturally get the resources of the sect to cultivate, but the weak can only support themselves, this kind of scene similar to the trial of Yun Mengze is the best means to test this kind of achievement, only the monks who have experienced the wind and rain are qualified to become strong.

This is an eternal iron law in the cultivation world, and it is also the principle that the Wangtian Palace Lord has always pursued.

"That's it, go back to the palace with this seat" The lord of the Wangtian Palace sighed faintly, his body rose to the sky, and no matter what the rest of the people thought, he flew directly towards the sect.

The rest of the elders followed closely and didn't say much, Yang Xuan's gaze swept over the mountains and forests that seemed extremely quiet at the moment, especially the quaint and mottled altar, and the light in his eyes was inexplicable.

Under the urging of the fat man and Youruo, he shook his head, his body also flew away, and the mountains and forests under his feet became more and more insignificant, gradually turning into a point that could not be checked, the mountain wind was still the same, the grass and trees were grand, and it seemed that no one had ever been here, and it was extremely quiet.