At the same time, in the mysterious light mirror in the prehistoric arena, a large number of geniuses transformed into mice and drank poisonous water.

Most of them endure hardships like Ling Yi.

He is not even as strong as Ling Yi, with a tenacious willpower.

Ling Yi was born in a tiny state since childhood and rose from adversity. His endurance for this level of soul pain is far greater than that of ordinary people.

This is Ling Yi’s advantage.

However, there was another person who showed even more terrifying patience in this link.

That is the successor of the witch clan.

The descendants of the witch clan drank three glasses of poisonous wine in one breath, trembling all over, sweating profusely.

However, the eyes were full of firmness, and it seemed that this kind of pain at the soul level was not a problem at all.

A faintly, the descendants of the Witch Clan emitted a strange soul power, which seemed to help the descendants of the Witch Clan relieve this pain.

"Is this a test of will?"

A venerable earth murmured to himself.

"This kind of poisonous water is obviously not an ordinary poison. These geniuses are all dragons and phoenixes among humans. They obviously drink poisonous water, but they are so embarrassed. I am afraid that the pain in it will be much more terrifying than we imagined!"

Another powerful man of the Earth Venerable's level, his eyes were like torches and he spoke.

"Hahaha! The descendant of our God Cult has the martial soul of a strong and powerful god.

The ability of a strong and good god is above the beast god Lu Wu.

It’s not a problem to drink three cups in one breath. Let me ask, who else can compare with the descendants of our Godly Cultivation of the Witch Clan this time?”

Dao Tianyi laughed loudly, his laughter was quite arrogant, as if he had deliberately said it to Xuan Jing Geng.

Xuan Jinggen and Qiulong Daozun drank to drink, but never said anything.

The True Dragon Society now exceeds the competition of force.

It is a test of everyone's will.

Even the Qionglong Sword Master, the controller of the True Dragon Society, is unaware of the future development.

Everything can only be seen according to the situation.

After a long time, Ling Yi felt that the pain was slightly reduced.

Ling Yi slowly breathed out.

In his opinion, everyone is now transformed into the weakest creature, and it is fair.

This is his opportunity!

Ling Yi seized the time and quickly drank the second cup of poisonous water.

boom!

The pain this time is far stronger than the last time.

Ling Yi clearly felt that if the pain level of the first cup of poisonous water was 1, then the pain level of the second cup of poisonous water soared directly to 2.

The pain is superimposed directly!

Ling Yi exclaimed in his heart.

Moreover, this level of pain at the soul level is far from comparable to the level of the body.

If the body is suffering, at most it will be a broken head and limbs, and finally faint.

But the more painful the soul level, the more awake the Ling Yi will be.

After the physical pain reaches a certain level, the human body will fall into a coma, which is a protective mechanism.

However, the more painful the soul level, the more sober the pain, the more it is, it can be infinitely superimposed, making Ling Yi miserable.

The same situation also happened to other geniuses.

Drinking the second cup of poisonous water is much stronger than the first cup.

The severe pain directly caused many genius martial arts cultivators to slam their heads on the ground, knocking out blood.

"I admit defeat!"

"I surrender!"

These genius warriors all transformed into the weakest mice, and they spoke in words and threatened to give up.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

Just as the moment they said they gave up, these genius warriors shone and appeared in the prehistoric arena.

In the golden crack space, only the True Dragon Token is left.

They returned to the prehistoric arena and walked to the elders in the door in a dusty manner.

They naturally knew that they had lost.

However, if they are given another chance to choose, they will still choose to give up.

Because, that kind of pain at the soul level is definitely beyond the ordinary people's opinion.

However, when they saw the descendants of the Witch Clan through the mysterious light mirror, they were stunned. Because the descendants of the Witch Clan drank three cups in one breath, what level of pain would the level of pain reach?

The martial arts practitioners dare not imagine it at all.

Although the descendants of the Witch Clan transformed into rats, they still had the aura of looking down on the world.

Behind him is a strong martial soul protecting his body, and he is progressing rapidly.

Usually, if someone digests two cups of poisonous water, he can digest three cups of poisonous water.

For a moment, he took the lead, far surpassing the others.

When Ling Yi digested the second cup of poisonous water, he began to drink the third cup of poisonous water.

The pain level jumped from the original 2 to the 4.

Ling Yi immediately understood that this superposition is not as simple as one plus one, but exponential superposition.

At this moment, even Ling Yi felt a little overwhelmed.

One after another, more and more geniuses began to give up.

Even the descendants of the witch clan began to drink poisonous water cup by cup.

I never dared to drink three cups of poisonous water in one breath.

Although the martial soul of a strong god is powerful, it is just a wisp of soul, not its original body.

The Donghuang Taiyi martial soul owned by Ling Yi is a person who can fight against the twelve ancestor witches. How could it be weaker than the strong martial soul?

However, Donghuang Taiyi seemed to intend to hone Ling Yi, and he gave Ling Yi very little help.

Most of the difficulties are required to be overcome by Ling Yi himself.

If Donghuang Taiyi was willing to help Ling Yi, then the pain of the poisonous water soul would be no problem.

Cup after cup.

Soon, most of the geniuses couldn't hold on.

Only a few people with unyielding will continue to persevere.

"Have you discovered that only one of the ten cups is the antidote?

However, so far, no one in the golden crack space has been able to drink the antidote!”

A genius who had chosen to give up said, a shrewd light flashed in his eyes and said.

As this person said it, almost everyone was stunned.

It seems that, in this way, this seems to be the case.

There is a one-tenth chance, but so many geniuses will not be so lucky, and no one can drink the antidote until now!

Soon, the descendants of the witch clan began to pick up the last cup of poisonous water and drank it all in one go.

"It seems that I have had the antidote! My luck is not bad, the last drink!"

The mouse, transformed by the descendants of the witch clan, showed a humanized bitter smile on his face and muttered to himself.

The people on the prehistoric athletic arena couldn't help but feel a little confused when they saw this scene through the mysterious light mirror.

Could it be that only the last cup is the antidote?

The trialist must carry nine times the poisonous water and drink the tenth cup of antidote before it can be considered passing?
Chapter completed!