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In the col, it was filled with a whimpering cold wind. From the overhead of countless kneeling people, spread out, with a sharp whistling.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the ancient chanting came to an abrupt end, as if it had been erased by life.

Only blood was left all over the ground, staining the soil red until it turned black. Those people all retained a pious kneeling posture before they died, and Wu Hao looked at some skeletons, although they had lost their flesh and blood, they still did not change that piety.

Perhaps the catastrophe came too suddenly, interrupting the sacrifice and erasing all life.

Wu Hao didn't know if his thoughts were right, but the people present, looking at the altar, all emitted a trace of awe from the depths of their souls.

It's obviously a bright sun, but when it hits people, they can't feel the slightest bit of heat.

"This place is the entrance to the Bronze Trial, why does it look so weird" Wu Hao secretly speculated in his heart, but he found a few figures, jumped up at a gallop, and walked towards the altar.

Wu Hao's eyes stared, and he saw that the leaders of the various sects were all standing around the altar in the air.

They stared at each other, each of them made a brilliance, and one by one large vat appeared out of thin air.

Far away, Wu Hao's nose also twitched, and he couldn't help frowning. Please Baidu black-rock + pavilion is our greatest support, thank you!

"Good Bloody Breath"

Inside the vat was bright red blood, the blood was very viscous, like the mud in a swamp, slowly bubbling up, and the rich smell of blood came out like this.

"Now that the sacrificial object is ready, let's begin. The bald monk of the Shingon Sect said miserably.

Without waiting for a few people to reply, he pointed out, causing the blood in the vat to turn into a blood-colored pillar of light and fall on the altar.

Seeing this, the other people were not slow, almost at the same moment, causing the vat in front of them to suddenly light up, and blood poured on the altar.

The moment the blood fell on the altar, the sound of the whining wind was remembered in the col, as unpredictable as a ghost's cry.

However, most of the people present were moved by their expressions the moment they heard the wind, and they all showed incredible looks.

In the sudden sound of the wind, there was a hint of nonchalant chanting, which made the altar tremble in a form that no one present could understand.

At the touch of a button, the chant was like a fuse, and the altar shook faster and faster, until at last it burst into flames after the gust of wind.

A fiery red flame of light rose to the sky, and those viscous blood directly vaporized, turning into a stream of pure energy, communicating with heaven and earth.

After the altar released this flame light, the blood light on it dissipated, revealing a dark body, as if it were also the color and depth of the night sky.

At the moment when the altar manifested itself, everyone present saw a hole the size of a copper coin appear above the altar, surrounded by some strange notches.

"Hehe, you wait for someone with the key, what are you waiting for, hurry up. But he was still a middle-aged scribe from Haoran Academy, and he shouted with full of energy.

At that moment, several figures shot towards the altar. Wu Hao didn't hesitate when he saw this, and followed as soon as his figure moved.

In an instant, six people fell to the edge of the altar, in a semi-arc. Wu Hao couldn't help but look at them one by one, and the rest of the people also looked at each other.

The person closest to Wu Hao was a woman, wearing a Confucian costume, slightly oversized. But with its beautiful face, it has a different flavor.

And among the remaining few people, there are actually people who Wu Hao knows. It's just that this person has an enmity with Wu Hao, Mo Zimu of the Gongqiao Sect.

The other people are also very different styles, a young man wearing a dragon robe, a girl wearing a black veil, and a bald monk with an extremely handsome appearance.

A few people just swept by, and then they stood solemnly. Looking at the deep altar, it was like a whirlpool, pulling the eyes of several people.

Wu Hao felt the slight tremor of the copper coins in the storage bag, and with a slight pat, the copper coins shot out, shooting towards the holes in the altar.

When the rest of the people saw this, they did much the same, so that one by one, the broken copper coins shot at the hole.

Just when the six broken copper coins were gathered together, the copper coins, which had always been simple and waveless, actually showed a trace of golden light.

Those broken cracks slowly disappeared in this light. A complete copper coin with a seamless inlay of the hole.

At the same moment, the nicks around the hole suddenly lit up with a glimmer of golden light, which instantly spread the entire altar.

Copper coins are also stripped of rust and become golden.

The fiery red light that rushed to the sky suddenly closed, and a portal appeared out of thin air above the altar.

The door was vague at first, but it became more and more condensed as the golden light poured in.

A moment later, an arched door emerged, revealing some vague views inside.

There is yellow sand that covers the sky, there are endless forests, there are surging rivers, there are endless heavy snows, there are

Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and they seemed to see a different scene.

Without waiting for everyone to watch, the monk who stood in the void Xuanhua, his eyes were like torches, he exhaled a Buddha and said to everyone.

"When the trial begins, the disciples who participate in the trial immediately enter for a period of three months."

When Wu Hao and the others heard this, they also jumped up one after another and took the lead in entering the land of trials.

Just a few breaths after Wu Hao and the others disappeared, hundreds of monks also rushed in, and the place became empty in the blink of an eye.

Only a few foundation building period monks and disciples who did not participate in this trial remained.

"Hehe, lane friend, I see that this time your talents are coming out, presumably to shine. ”

Che Xing waved his hand at the Xuanhua monk, with a smile on his face, "The master said that he laughed, how can the trial be so easy, not to mention that all factions are elite, let's just say that the trial land itself, some of the demon beasts in it are even afraid of you and me." ”

"Hmph, this time, your Qingyun Sect not only has Xuan Fengzi's personal disciples, but also the disciples of your sect's ancestors, I think you will get a lot of spiritual objects in this secret realm. ”

The one who spoke was a middle-aged Taoist girl, and the clothes she was wearing were very similar to the Mo Zimu that Wu Hao had seen. At this moment, seeing Che Xing and Xuanhua talking, he said in a non-ambiguous tone.

When Che Xing heard this, he smiled bitterly on his face, and he was secretly helpless. It is nothing more than the strength of Che Xing, but although Wu Hao Che Xing knows that his talent is extraordinary, but the cultivation time is still short, how can he have such strength.

Seeing that Che Xing didn't answer, this middle-aged Taoist aunt looked at the Xuanhua monk instead.

"That little monk just now must be the disciple of Master Kuzhu - Beidou!"

Xuanhua's eyebrows drooped to his eyes, shaking upwards slightly, his eyes were a little cloudy, and he smiled at the middle-aged Dao Gu.

"Mo Daoyou is well-informed, and he thinks that he has made a foolproof plan when he comes to your door. ”

Mo Ying snorted undeniably, but seeing that the rest of the people were also talking, he stopped talking.

"Lei Daoyou, last time you Sanhua Sect returned empty-handed, I don't know if this key battle can be shameful. ”

It was the bald old monster who spoke, and his tone was sarcastic, all with ridicule.

When a big man on the opposite side heard this, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but he was suppressed alive, after all, which monk in the foundation building period was not a person who was extremely deep in the city.

"This is not to bother the extremely evil Taoist friends to worry, but it is your sect, the Beidou of the Shingon Sect is said to be the body of Haoyang, and it must greatly suppress the disciples of your sect, after all, most of the disciples of your sect practice ghost dao exercises. ”

The extremely evil bald man's eyes were cold when he heard this, and his face sank, obviously Lei Peng said that he had reached the key point of the Yin Ghost Gate.

But Lei Peng didn't seem to hear it, muttered for a while, seemed to think of something, and suddenly continued.

"Moreover, Haoran Academy also has a very talented disciple this time, who has cultivated Haoran righteousness by cultivating during the Qi refining period, presumably the extremely evil Daoist friends should know how powerful it is. ”

Extremely evil's face was very ugly at first, but he didn't know what he thought, he suddenly sneered, and smiled at Lei Peng, "If Lei Daoyou thinks like this, then it will be too much to underestimate my Yin Ghost Sect, you and I will wait and see who in your and my sect will gain more in three months." ”

Lei Peng would not admit defeat, smiled faintly, and did not answer.

Next, the seven foundation building monks said a little more about this trial, and then several of them closed their eyes and guarded around the light gate.

But soon several people opened their eyes and looked at the distant sky where a colorful glow flew over.

The last breath of the glow was still in the sky, and the next one appeared in front of the monks.

This kind of retreat technique made the eyes of the monks in the foundation building period show a blatant look, and they all looked at who was in the glow.

The light flickered, revealing two figures inside, a man and a woman, the man was handsome and the woman was pretty, but everyone looked at the woman one after another.

Because the aura emanating from that woman is impressively the cultivation of the Dan period.

But then, a flash of shock flashed in everyone's eyes. Because they found that the young man did not stand behind the woman, but stood side by side with her.

The level of the cultivation realm is very clear, and the young man does this, not because of his cultivation, but because of his identity, the monks of the Yudan stage do not dare to slack off.

In an instant, Che Xing and the others all guessed in their hearts what the identity of this person was, but no one dared to speak.

Moreover, this Jiedan female cultivator is not a monk in the Great Zhou Dynasty, so for a while, Che Xing and the others were secretly vigilant, after all, they came at this time, and their intentions were known without saying anything.

However, this female cultivator did not look at everyone, but at a certain place in the void.

"Kong Daoyou, you and I said goodbye last time, after decades, I didn't expect your cultivation to become more and more refined. ”

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