The endless skeleton refreshes made Wan Peng can't help but think of his original training in the formation.However, he was here, and his spiritual power had been completely used up several times, and there was no similar situation of being sent out or leaving the fourth layer.

Therefore, from the first time the spiritual power was used up, and the environment did not change, Wan Peng died of this heart. His only hope now is that this group of people can hold out until these skeletons are gone.

This is the Lijian Pavilion, saying that if you can shoot light, you will definitely be able to shoot light. Of course, this is just Wan Peng's own belief, and in this team, not everyone thinks so. When he said that there should be an area for those who were to give up to rest, sure enough, two or three people, winking at each other, lay down in the middle.

However, after only a short moment, their people changed, from living people, to golden medullary skeletons, attacking their teammates from the inside!

Although they were once partners, they changed and became enemies. Without any hesitation, Hou Ruoting smashed them personally. Wan Peng sighed in his heart, this layer of design is really ingenious. If you give up, the result is not to be killed by the enemy, but to be assimilated by the enemy.

After witnessing the changes of the three people, the others, whether they were afraid or excited, refreshed their spirits again, and they became more and more courageous when they fought against the golden skeleton.

This wave took nearly an hour to finish the main body, and at a glance, there were still one or two hundred. People breathed a sigh of relief and were about to take another break in batches, but some sharp-eyed people noticed that the ground was bulging with sandbags again.

New golden skeletons are emerging from the ground!

The twelfth wave, without waiting for the eleventh wave to be beaten, has been refreshed!

Someone in the team was desperate again. When two people exhale "this thing can't be finished at all", it means that his heart has completely collapsed. Soon, they also turned into golden skeletons.

The physical consumption of the entire team is almost at the limit. Sweat ran down his body, and the sand below was a wet patch. Wan Peng was afraid that in the hot and dry environment, these people would be too dehydrated and their bodies would not be supported, so they frequently used sword qi to cool down, and on the other hand, they pinched the condensation trick, forming a cloud and mist over the crowd.

Another hour. There were still three or four hundred golden skeletons left, and the sandbags on the ground rose again.

This is the thirteenth wave!

In front, due to overwork and injuries, no less than 30 people have fallen into a coma. Fight another wave, and this number may multiply.

But what made Wan Peng's heart a little comforted was that these people fell, as long as they didn't give up in their hearts, they wouldn't become skeletons. In this way, even if these people fall, as long as one person can survive to the end, there is still hope to get out.

Hou Ruoting and Xie Ting are also not in good condition. Their clothes clinged to their bodies, revealing their charming curves, but in this tense battle, there were so many men, and no one would pay more attention to them.

After another hour, nearly half of the skeletons of the thirteenth wave remained. And their casualties and the number of faints have exceeded fifty.

In this case, the only thing that makes Wan Peng feel relieved is that there is no sign of continuing to refresh. The first two waves were automatically refreshed after an hour or so, but this time it didn't.

Thinking of this, the body and mind, which were already extremely tired, seemed to be injected with a surge of strength in an instant.

The last one! Wan Peng swung his sword and smashed the skeleton to pieces, and he sat on the ground with his ass, gasping for breath.

After waiting for a pillar of incense, there was no movement in the entire space. The people stood up one after another, and although they didn't say anything, the joy of victory gradually appeared in their eyes.

Wan Peng didn't dare to be careless. In the first few floors, if you really pass the guò test, then the portal of the next layer should appear. Obviously, a stronger attack may be brewing at this time.

Sure enough, the sand beneath their feet began to shake slowly, and a sand dune not far away slowly rose, and the sand was scattered with the wind.

Not again!

Everyone's mental tension was high, and their attention was focused on the changing sand dunes in front of them.

But this time, instead of a group of skeletons, it was a skeleton.

This skeleton is about ten zhang tall, white all over, and after it was born, it first made a gurgling sound when it looked up to the sky, which made people feel a little creepy.

Could this be the legendary Skeletron? and, by color, is this the so-called platinum?

Wan Peng walked to the front of the line and looked at the brothers behind him. Those people, because of the appearance of this Skeletron, twenty or thirty people were shaken in their minds and turned into skeletons.

That's right, the more things happen when you're about to see hope, the easier it is to give up. That's what these people are like when they turn into skeletons.

Fight, brother will fight with you today! Wan Peng gritted his teeth, and spit out a mouthful of spit, I don't believe you are a ghost, how many tricks can you play!

"Give me the elixir. Wan Peng stretched out his hand to Xie Ting on the side. Unexpectedly, Xie Ting's sentence "It's already been used" made Wan Peng almost fall.

The Hui Ling Pill is also gone, alas. Wan Peng was somewhat depressed. Looking at Skeletron getting closer and closer, he took a deep breath and leaped out with an arrow.

Skeletron also spotted him, let out a series of gurgling sounds again, raised the large bone stick in his hand, and slashed it at Wan Peng, who was still moving.

Wan Peng suddenly accelerated, using the demon wind to escape, and had already reached the Skeletron King's body, and then in the middle of the movement, he raised his sword and waved, and a sword qi, rolling snowflakes, went straight to the crotch of Skeletron.

What Wan Peng didn't expect was that with this sword, Skeletron was torn apart.

Could it be that it is just a ban on beating? Wan Peng was stunned.

In front of them, they were already in a stone hall, and people were falling to the floor crookedly. There is a portal on the wall, and there is a light curtain on the side, which reads, Sixth Floor, Mind.

Tong guò!

The people who reacted, regardless of fatigue, jumped up from the ground and cheered. Wan Peng looked at Xie Ting and smiled at each other. Hou Ruoting sat on the ground by herself, giggling non-stop.

Come to think of it, the Skeletron who can't help but fight is actually the ultimate symbolic test. It's just that there may be a group of people who can't pass such a test at all. At this level, the requirements for endurance and faith are indeed reaching the extreme.

The sixth layer, the heart, which makes Wan Peng a little puzzled. The word "mind" is too broad, and it is extremely difficult to determine what it will be a test for. However, this is not what we are thinking about now, the most important thing at the moment is to rest, not only himself, but the whole team.

After these previous tests, there are only about two hundred people left. A team that was originally well-trained was worn out by a third. Wan Peng estimated most pessimistically that when he went out, it would be good to have half of them.

Entering the sixth floor, the scene in everyone's eyes changed again.

It's no longer the same darkness as it used to be, it's no longer the danger of the jungle, it's no more emotional illusions, no green slabs, no red walls, no boundless deserts and skeletons.

In its place, there is a warm breath of life.

The scenery in front of him reminded Wan Peng of a few descriptions in an ancient book: "The land is flat, the houses are like houses, and there are good fields, beautiful ponds, and mulberry bamboos." Qianmo traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other. ”

That's right, what they saw here completely changed their previous impression. A road leads into the distance, where there is a village, although the houses are of grass and wood, but they are arranged in a very neat manner, and there is a faint white smoke rising above the village. Around the village, there are green fields, and at first glance it is a pleasant sight.

Hou Ruoting and Wan Peng glanced at each other, as if they were asking each other for advice. After that, Hou Ruoting gave the order to move forward.

From the entrance to the village, there is a distance of about ten miles, and these distances can be reached in a while without disdain, and even for a master of the condensation stage like Wan Peng, a few breaths have passed. However, in the Lijian Pavilion, there may be dangers at every step, and they obviously don't want to be in a hurry when something unexpected happens, so they walk very slowly.

Observing the surroundings, we walked forward, and by the time we reached the outer edge of the village, nearly half an hour had passed. During the march, the team has maintained a formation of both offense and defense, without the slightest dispersion.

"It's been a long time since anyone came here. An old, hoarse voice came faintly from the corner of the roadside, startling many people coldly. Hou Ruoting ordered the team to pause, and looked at the sound, but saw that under the shadow of a big stone on the side of the road, there was an old man, with gray-black clothes all over his body, almost one with the black shadow;

Hou Ruoting stepped forward by herself, "Old man, we are disciples of the Lingyun Sect who broke through the Sword Pavilion, passing by here. Don't know where this road leads?"

The old man slowly sat up from the ground, cross-legged, and squinted his eyes, "This road, it is said that there is no end, and it has passed through one village and one village after another. ”

After he finished speaking, Hou Ruoting glanced back at Wan Peng, then turned back and asked, "Then, does the old man know how to get out of here?"

The old man sighed, "This is the Lijian Pavilion, if we could go out, wouldn't we have walked out a long time ago?" There are now 1,800 people in this village, and no one has ever been able to go out. ”

The people in the Lijian Pavilion knew that this was the Lijian Pavilion, and Wan Peng was somewhat surprised. Could it be that this old man was trapped here because he failed to break into the pavilion?

Hou Ruoting also seemed to have such thoughts, and asked, "Then may I ask the old man, how did you and these 1,800 people get in?"

A smile appeared on the old man's face, "We, heaven and earth give birth to yin and yang, and yin and yang give birth to all things." We were born from this Sword Pavilion for a long time. ”

Hou Ruoting had never heard such a statement. But Wan Peng suddenly thought of something.

Demon Pool!

Liyang once told him that all demons, when they were primordial, would be born in the demon refining pool. In the secret realm, the birth of a gorilla was similar.

Liyang also sighed "Huh" at this time, "Could it be that this sixth layer is a demon refining pool?"