After a little judgment, Han Shi could see that people who entered within twenty breaths were extraordinary, Han Yu's talent was actually quite good, and fifteen breaths was already rare.

As for Tang Yuntian's thirteen breaths, it couldn't put any pressure on Han Shi, he glanced at the water surface thousands of feet away and smiled slightly.

Ten breaths, that's enough!

The next moment, Han Shi's eyes flashed, and his figure did not advance but retreated under the turn, and dived towards the depths of the spring sea against the direction of the spring.

There are very few people like Han Shi who choose it, it's not that they can't do it, but once they fail, the gains outweigh the losses, it is better to go with the flow and pursue the fastest speed is a wise move.

The swallow bird knows the ambition of the bird, and what Han Shi wants can not be understood by others.

Victory or defeat, in whose heart?

The power of the spring gushing comes from the depths of the earth, it is the power of heaven and earth, and this force may seem weak, but in fact it is more powerful than the rushing of rivers.

The previous kind of generous power, after Han Shi went downstream, suddenly changed his face, became hideous, and turned into an almost sharp force, this force became sharper in the continuous acceleration of Han Shi's speed, as if there were countless swords mixed in the water, sticking to Han Shi's skin, constantly cutting.

If it was just like this, as Han Shi continued to dive, the water in front of him gradually became viscous, as if he had toughness, and his resistance to move forward continued to increase.

......

In the Imperial Palace of the Jin Kingdom, Han Shi and the Northern Xuan Envoy faintly confronted each other, coupled with the undisguised hostility between Xuanyangzi and the Imperial Ancestor, which made the atmosphere of the entire Six Xuan Trials extremely dignified.

Time passed slowly, at the moment when the thirteenth breath came, the corners of Tang Yuntian's mouth were slightly curved on Tang Yuntian's calm face, in his opinion, this time, there was only this Han Shi who could challenge his qualifications, but at this moment, this person had not yet walked out, even if he walked out in the fourteenth breath, he could not change the overall situation.

This person was destined to be trampled under his feet by Tang Yuntian, his gaze had already crossed the endless distance, looking at the Northern Xuantian Continent cultivator's mind, the common holy land ------ Northern Xuanzong, where he Tang Yuntian showed off his skills.

Xuanyangzi's eyes changed slightly, he took a deep breath, his face suddenly became gloomy, he had great hopes for Han Shi, but he didn't expect that he would be overpowered by the royal family in the end.

This defeat may doom the fate of Xuanyangmen.

Tang Feng sneered on his face, this matter is settled, Nie Dong will have no reason to oppose him, once this person stays out of the matter, there will be no variables in the matter of Xuanyangmen.

At the same time, countless eyes, with all kinds of thoughts, wandered back and forth.

Only Zhou Yi, his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, no matter what, his confidence in Han Shi never wavered.

He was sure in his heart that among them, there must be some variables that they didn't know, and this kind of variable might be more shocking than Tang Yuntian's thirteen breaths.

Zhou Yi is the only person among all who firmly believes in it, and only he can see the results that others can't see before everyone.

Another two breaths passed, and when the fifteenth breath arrived, Han Yu's eyes revealed a trace of incomprehension, he couldn't think of why Han Shi hadn't appeared yet, in his mind, Han Shi had room to mention him, he must have been prepared, plus Han Shi's strength was equivalent to that of Yuanying Monk, and the time to walk out should not be longer than him.

In the past five breaths, and at the twentieth breath, the incomprehensible gazes among the disciples of Xuanyang Sect gradually became more, in their opinion, since Han Shi is the peak master of Luoyun Peak, he must show the strength that the peak master should have, not to mention suppressing Tang Yuntian, but no matter what, he should not be under Han Yu.

Time passes slowly, thirty breaths, forty breaths, fifty breaths......

Until the sixty-six breaths came, Xuanyangmen suddenly became the focus of attention of the other four sects and the royal family, just because, the worst result before was the sixty-five breaths of Yanmen, and at this moment, this last one was obtained by Xuanyangmen.

Many Xuanyang Sect disciples, while puzzled, felt a sense of shame rise in their hearts, and their eyes stared at the gate, looking forward to Han Shi's appearance.

Previously, the whispers against Yanmen sounded again, and this time it was against Xuanyangmen.

Win Wutian glanced at Tang Feng with a sneer, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, he couldn't get used to this person's smug face, although this matter is a matter of Xuanyangmen, but it is also closely related to the Thunder Sect, the royal family is powerful, and the Thunder Sect must advance and retreat together with Xuanyang Gate to have the power to compete.

The solemn atmosphere makes people feel that every moment becomes difficult, and this situation becomes more obvious when the ninety breaths arrive.

Ninety-one, ninety-two, ninety-three......

The whispering voice was no longer just the people of his sect, but even in the Xuanyang Sect, there were many disciples who began to talk in a whisper, and this kind of discussion, like ink dripping into clear water, soon spread, and when the ninety-ninth breath came, it became even more unscrupulous.

Among the disciples of Xuanyang Sect, there are not many who can uphold their hearts and not talk about right and wrong, and most of the disciples have more or less contempt for Han Shi under this kind of discussion.

Feng Wensu's eyes were shining, staring at the gate, he never believed that Han Shi would have such a fiasco, but the fact made him have to choose silence, his silence seemed incompatible with the surrounding discussions.

In his heart, there is still a trace of expectation that Han Shi can create miracles.

Even if he hasn't seen him for a hundred years, Han Shi still has a deep impression on him, and his words and deeds are often unexpected, and the so-called miracle is just an ordinary thing for Han Shi.

Han Yu's face was like ten thousand years of ice, and when he turned around, his gaze swept wide, and wherever his gaze went, the voice of discussion suddenly converged, as the senior brother of Qi Yunfeng among the disciples of this generation, he was very majestic, once he stepped through the Five Elements Wind and Thunder Tribulation, he could immediately become an elder of the sect, before, among the disciples, except for Tang Yunfeng, there were very few people who could compete with him.

Although the discussion has subsided, but the gloating gaze, Han Yu can't change it, many people, Han Shi, the person of Luo Yunfeng who suddenly appeared in a high-profile manner, still has a faint hostility, these people, mainly the disciples of Feitian Peak, and the first line of law enforcement, among them, there are also many of Tang Yunfeng's previous supporters, if Han Shi has always been so strong, they will naturally not make a sound, but at this moment, Han Shi will end in a fiasco in the Six Xuan Trial, this is the time to fall into the ground.

Nie Dong's face was as usual, but no one could see it, the solemnity in his eyes, this solemnity, when the hundred breaths of Zhengzheng came, completely exploded, making his whole person stand up suddenly, and his eyes were extremely shocked.

Only he knows what it means to reach 100 breaths.

At this moment, Han Yu's fifteen breaths and Tang Yuntian's thirteen breaths had been forgotten by him, and compared with Han Shi's hundred breaths, these two people were like fireflies like the bright moon.

Previously, he didn't mention Baixi, just because he couldn't imagine that there would be such a person in the land of Jin Kingdom.

In the records of Northern Xuanzong, all those who have attained the level of a hundred breaths will eventually be high-ranking and powerful people, and will even become future ...... Bei Xuanzi, thinking of this, Nie Dong was shocked all over his body, Han Shi had such a talent, and he was a person from Xuanyang Sect, what the ancestor of the Tang clan asked for seemed to be extremely tricky now.

Before he had time to think about it, his eyes were fixed on the gate, expecting Han Shi to appear.

The stunned middle-aged man in the purple robe suddenly changed the atmosphere in the audience, and almost everyone could see from this person's expression that this matter was not what they thought before.

Tang Feng's face changed sharply, and he glanced at Xuanyangzi coldly, with a faint murderous intent in his eyes.

Xuanyangzi and Zhou Yi glanced at each other, their brows furrowed even tighter, but their eyes lit up imperceptibly, Zhou Yi smiled indifferently, looked up at the purple sky, and a trace of deep memories flashed in his eyes.

Baixi has become a dividing line, and the situation has changed dramatically.

......

......

A blue shadow, in the spring sea, is like a cyan lightning, in the reflection of the water waves, falling downward.

Hundred breaths, fleeting.

At the moment when the hundredth breath arrived, Han Shi's phantom rushed out from the bottom of the tenth layer and stepped into the eleventh layer.

As soon as he rushed out, Han Shi's complexion suddenly changed, and the power of the spring impact, although it was only a line apart, suddenly increased nearly ten times, and his rapid speed became slow down at this moment.

This eleventh layer and the ten layers above it seem to be completely two worlds, before, although Han Shi could feel that the resistance was getting stronger and stronger, it was expected from beginning to end, but as soon as he entered the eleventh layer, he could immediately feel that this layer was insurmountable.

At this moment, in the land of springs, in the calm eyes of the old woman, there was a flash of essence at this moment, "Finally, someone broke through the ...... of Baixi"

Her gaze seemed to penetrate the endless spring water and fall on the green shadow.

In this eleventh layer, Mo said that it would be extremely difficult to continue to sneak down, even if he did not retreat, Han Shi had already understood at this moment, and after entering this eleventh layer, the challenge could really begin.

Han Shi's thought is not true, there are many people who have entered this Northern Xuanquan Sea for countless years, but after knowing the rules of the trial, there are very few people who still have the courage to go against the current.

Moreover, among these very few people, there are even fewer people who can step out of the top ten layers in a hundred breaths like Han Shi, and most of the people who challenge fail in the challenge, just like the disciple of the Yan Sect, they are seriously injured.

The original intention of Northern Xuanzong is to pass this trial, ordinary people with outstanding talents in the water system exercises, otherwise it is impossible to be like Han Shi, he can do this only because he is a stone cultivator, although he is not a water spirit root, but it has a suitable meaning with the water of one of the five elements, for him, it is not a challenge to the top ten layers, but it is a hindrance for others.