Mo Yu waved his sleeves and took away the storage ring on the ground. "Let's go!" He whispered, and took the cold stone and the two men in red. He took one step forward and his figure roared away!

It disappeared in a blink of an eye.

...

Wushan.

The camp is stationed in the valley.

There are already many monks who have returned from the trial world, either dejected and silent, or have a deep face as water and closed their eyes to practice, but each of them exudes a sense of resentment of resentment!

"Ah! I'm not willing!"

In the distortion of the space, another monk was teleported back. The man roared with grief and anger, "I think of the Song Dynasty in Luohe City, what a genius, I made people and missed the fortune of Wushan Divine Spring. I hate it! I hate it!"

The aura of this person surged into the sky, and the sounds were endless!

"Noisy! Come down to me, if you dare to make noise, you will be severely punished!" With a cold shout, a big hand attacked out of nowhere and slapped the monk down! The one who took the action was the great master who encountered when Mo Yu entered Wushan!

The man frowned and his eyes were impatient!

He has to see such things many times a day and is teleported out of the trial world monk. No one is not just beating his chest and stamping his feet and feeling unwilling to accept it! But so what? Failure is failure, and there is no chance to start over!

Song Shi held his breath in his chest, his face flushed, but he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction, so he could only retreat in shame! The surrounding Xiu's eyes swept over and showed mockery, as if he had forgotten that most of them had experienced this incident not long ago.

The Great Master stopped and was about to close his eyes to rest, but his brows frowned. He looked up at the twisted space in the air. Obviously, another monk would teleport out.

But the next moment, his heart was shocked and his eyes suddenly widened!

I saw that in the twisted space, it was not a figure, but a scarlet blood mist! This was... a monk was killed by a person after the teleportation began and his body exploded!

Countless monks saw this scene, their faces changed drastically!

"Shake the teleportation power of the trial world, at least the Dazun's intermediate level cultivation level is required!"

"Those who have this kind of cultivation are already among the geniuses!"

"I don't know what this cultivator did, which angered the genius monk. When he teleported and fled, he still killed him and forced him to stay!"

"There are very few people who die in the trial world, but it does not mean they will not die. Although you and I have been eliminated, at least they are alive. This person is lucky to be compared to this person!"

"What fellow Taoist said is very true!"

As he was talking in a low voice, the Great Master retracted his gaze, and he couldn't help but fight in the trial world. If this cultivator dies, he can only be considered unlucky! But when he thinks that there are all cultivators below the seventh level in the trial world, he has such terrifying strength, and his heart still feels a little sour and helpless... These so-called genius cultivators are really all perverts who are against the will of heaven!

Just as the person was secretly sighing, the space was twisting, and another monk was about to be teleported out! This was not surprising. In the first period, nearly a hundred monks left the trial world every day. But this space fluctuation was too strong... Gradually, there were figures and began to appear from the twisted space!

One.

Two.

Three ways.

...

The figures were densely packed. After counting carefully, twenty-four monks were teleported out at the same time!

In the trial world, there will be two monks who will leave at the same time. If there are more people, it will be no longer ordinary!

In this case, it is possible that several teams of monks fell into the danger of the trial world at the same time and abandoned the Wushan Order to escape in order to save their lives. Or they encountered a strong man who was unable to compete and had to offer the Wushan Order in their hands... Or, it was just a coincidence that even this possibility was extremely low!

I wonder what is the reason right now?

"Here comes out alive!"

"Fortunately, he didn't kill him!"

"Who is this practice?"

"It is easy to die if you know too much, just be alive. Why bother with others!"

The space distorted and dissipated. The monks of the trial world teleported out of the trial world were not depressed or painful, but instead expressed joy and excitement for the rest of the disaster! Hearing what they said clearly... Cui Yuan's expression was stiff again!

The reason...is the second type!

Wushan Ling is hard to get, and no surprise, every monk only has one chance to seize the opportunity in his life! All those who can enter the trial world are young and powerful people from all walks of life, and are arrogant and arrogant. How could they be willing to fail? In addition, they can abandon Wushan Ling, and they can be teleported away. Even when facing extremely strong people, they will try to escape! Unless... they are too strong in the face of monks, which is enough to threaten their life and death!

Cui Yuan suddenly thought that the blood mist that had been teleported might be related to this!

...

Not far from the valley, there is a pavilion built on a huge rock, but the space here is slightly distorted, blocking the outside world's sight, and there is no way to notice the pavilion and the two figures in the pavilion. At this moment, the two of them looked at each other and putting everything in the eyes. Even the monk whispered glory and could not escape his ears.

The old man on the left was happy and wore a purple robe, wearing a high purple gold crown, with a rigorous and solemn expression. A phantom of thunder appeared deep in his eyes. At this moment, he frowned slightly and said lightly: "There are not many juniors in the trial world who are qualified to do this. The evil man, Ji Li, the Jiuying Emperor's family, my Jiuxiao Thunder Dao Alliance, and the Ximen Jueyi, your great freedom Taibai Sword Sect, and the girl descended from the West Sea Crazy Demon Sword are all among them. But this time, not any of them."

The person on the opposite side was wearing a flowing white shirt, with a straight back, and a dignity as a celestial figure, showing the style of a strong man of a generation! Only his eyes were too cold, and the sword shadow that passed by from time to time was even more terrifying! This cultivation was one of the sword masters of the Great Free Taibai Sword Sect, a strong man in the Immortal Realm, and was called the Lord of the Lord of the Sword!

Hearing this moment, his expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Even if that is the case, our sect will definitely get one of the places in the Divine Spring." His voice was plain and cold, and what contained it was the unshakable strong confidence! Because this time, the one who won the qualification to enter the Divine Spring in the sect was Ximen Jueyi, the first disciple under the Lord of the Kow Jue Sword!

He has been suppressing him for thirteen years to sharpen his sword heart but failing to reach the seventh level. He has absolute confidence in his strength and the Lord of Swords! In the immortal realm, no one is his opponent! This time, the Wushan Divine Spring quota was when Ximen soared into the sky and shocked the continent!

The old man from the Jiuxiao Thunder Dao Alliance frowned slightly, and then stretched out. Those who were confident were not only the Great Free Taibai Sword Sect, but also the cultivator of the Thunder League, who seized the qualification of Wushan Divine Spring, and were sure to win the qualification of Wushan Divine Spring! Even if an accident occurs, so what?

...

In the trial world, a steep cliff. At this moment, the smooth wall suddenly trembled like water waves, and a stone cave slowly emerged from it. The entrance of the cave flashed slightly, and a young man wearing a black robe and a firm face stepped out. This person was Mo Yu.

Behind him, Han Shi and the two men in red looked respectful.

Mo Yu stopped and turned around and said, "The curse aura on Han Shi's body has dissipated, so you can teleport it away." After a brief pause, he continued, "To prevent accidents, you can leave immediately after leaving the trial world."

Han Shi bowed and bowed, "Thank you, Lord Mo Yu, for your advice, let's leave the trial world and return to the city directly! The adults have recreated grace to me and my husband, and there is no way to repay them. Please accept my husband's greeting!"

After saying that, he bowed with Hongyi, his face full of gratitude! If there was no Mo Yu during this trip to the trial world, they would probably have died long ago when facing Ji Li's pursuit!

"I will re-engage with Han Shi soon. If possible, please ask Lord Mo Yu to go to Heiyan City for a drink of wedding."

Mo Yu pondered at what Hongyi said, and nodded slightly to agree.

The two of them immediately showed joy and bowed respectfully, and took out all the Wushan Orders on their bodies. The space was twisted and their figure disappeared.

Mo Yu looked at the place where the two left, paused for a moment, took the Wushan Ling on the ground with her sleeves, took her step forward, and her figure roared away! Facing the wind, he had no expression on his face, but a faint cold light flowed in his eyes.

To this day, he has been in the trial world for more than a month. With the income from the Red Clothing, he has 217 Wushan Orders on him. A large part of them comes from the Ji Li Storage Ring. But according to what they said, in order to enter the top five, he needs to earn at least 600 Wushan Orders! There is still a big gap between this number.

In any case, seizing enough Wushan Order and obtaining the qualification to enter the Shenquan is the most important thing at the moment!

...

"Brothers, you and I have fought for six times in the past seven days. There were no three Wushan Orders assigned last time, totaling fourteen. We have to discuss how to allocate them." The leader of the team was a strong man. With a wave of his hand, he took out all Wushan Orders.

The eyes of the six monks around him lit up. They entered the trial world and never thought they could get the qualification of the Divine Spring! But the more Wushan Orders were brought out, the higher the ranking, the heavier the glory, and they could have a better future!

But at this moment, a faint sound of footsteps suddenly came, and the monks here changed their faces. They turned around suddenly and saw a black-robed cultivator walking towards them.

"Only one person?"

"Not too strong aura!"

"court death!"

"Snatch off the Wushan Order from him!"

Seven monks whistled and rushed over, their faces full of coldness!

After a while, Mo Yu stepped back, and there were thirty-eight more yuan in the Wushan Order in his storage ring.

...

"This silver thread grass was first discovered by our team. We dare to snatch it. Brothers, please kill me!"

"Take their Wushan Order and collect this silver thread grass!"

The two teams of monks were tangled together, fighting hard to separate. But intentionally, both teams of monks carefully avoided a dense grass not far away.

In this grass, a dark green grass grows, about the height of people's knees. The texture between the leaves is pure silver, slightly dark, emitting a faint silver glow.

This thing is silver thread grass! After refining, it can enhance the soul power of the cultivator. It is also extremely rare in the Central Region Continent and is of great value!

But at this moment, the void suddenly filled with mist! The fog appeared strangely without warning, and it enveloped the entire space. The two teams of monks fought and all fell into it.

Soon, the cultivator in the black robe stepped out of the fog. The thick fog behind him quickly dissipated, but the figures of the two teams of monks disappeared. When they came to the silver-lined grass, the man's eyes flashed slightly, and he brushed his sleeves to pick it, and his figure flashed without a trace!
Chapter completed!