The strongest ruins of the Hundred Sacrifices Land - the remains of the wordless stele - are finally about to open.

The opening of the remains of the wordless stele also means that the top sects in the Dongshang Realm have reached the day to accept disciples.

Around the Dongshang Realm, there are hundreds of areas similar to the land of 100 sacrifices, all of which are the places of relics to assess disciples.

In the entire Hundred Sacrifice Land, only by passing the test of the remains of the wordless stele can one gain the attention of the top sects in the Dongshang Realm.

As for those who are difficult to pass the test of ordinary relics, if their talents and strength are not recognized, they can only move around the land of hundreds of countries and cannot go to a wider world.

Every time the remains of the wordless stele is opened, it is the most grand event of genius in the land of hundreds of sacrifices.

All the geniuses of the Moon Worshiping Sect, no matter what they are doing, will rush to the wordless monument as soon as possible.

"This time the remains of the wordless stele is opened. I wonder if anyone will be valued by the top sects in the Dongshang Realm?"

"In the past, no one has been recognized by the ruins, and this time there may not be any."

"It's different, this time it's different. This year's Holy Son of the Moon Worshiping Sect is the strongest in history. Both Fu Ruoxie and Lin Xuan are unfathomable and may be recognized by the top sects in the East Shang Realm."

"That's right, this saint son is indeed very powerful. Just Ling Feng and Lei Ling are just like the strongest saint sons in previous years."

"I hope someone can be valued. Our land of hundreds of countries has been forgotten for too long."

The disciples of the Moon Worshiping Sect were talking, looking at the figures in front of the wordless monument, all of which showed a look of admiration.

The remains of the stele without words are the stage for these saint-level geniuses.

This year's Holy Sons of the Moon Worshiping Sect led by Fu Ruoxie and Lin Xuan, and the rest of them all surrendered to him.

Both of them looked to the east.

After Ouyang Qu's Huntian Sword was perfected, his strength improved greatly and he formed his own sect. He did not surrender to Fu Ruoxie or rely on Lin Xuan.

Although Ouyang Qu is a saint son, in terms of status and reputation, he has to be inferior to Lin Xuan and Fu Ruoxie, so he can only be with Ling Feng, Tian Tang and Lei Ling.

But at this time, he stood alone, standing side by side with Lin Xuan and Fu Ruoxie, very conspicuous.

This makes some people unhappy.

Tian Tang stood up and said sarcastically: "Ouyang Qu, what is your status? Do you have no idea in your heart? You dare to stand in the same row as Lin Xuan Shengzi?"

Tian Tang spoke sarcastically, and the younger brothers behind Ouyang Qu dared not speak and refute. They were not talented enough and dared not show off.

But Ouyang Qu Fengrui looked at Tian Tang, and his body was filled with sword intent soared into the sky, and said in a cold voice: "What do I do? It's not your turn to interrupt."

Tian Tang's face turned cold, and his aura also rose. The spiritual power of all attributes of the five elements burst out, and a terrible storm gathered, covering Ouyang Qu directly.

The storm was extremely terrifying, destroying everything, the mountains, rocks and trees were destroyed, and everything they passed was destroyed into ruins.

The terrifying power radiated out and forced everyone to retreat hundreds of meters.

But Ouyang Qu was the target, but his expressionless face was expressionless. He only burst out with sword intent, and even did not pull out the long sword behind him.

But the world was divided by a sharp sword intent, as if it was divided into two, and Tiantang's power was blocked and could not get through at all.

The next moment, a stronger sword intent appeared, conquering the world, and directly swallowing the power of Tian Tang.

With a puff, Tian Tang was invaded by the Huntian sword intent, spit out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and instantly lost his combat power.

Ouyang Qutan said: "So useless, what courage do you have to dare to question me?"

Tian Tang felt humiliation, but he dared not speak out. He did not expect that in such a short time, Ouyang Qu became stronger and reached the level of Lin Xuan and Fu Ruoxie.

This result surprised everyone present, and even Fu Ruoxie and Lin Xuan's views on Ouyang Qu changed.

"You are qualified to stand here." Lin Xuan said.

Although Lin Xuan may not attach much importance to Ouyang Qu, he took him in his eyes and regarded him as a kind of person.

As for what Tian Tang would think in his heart, Lin Xuan never cared.

"Congratulations." Fu Ruoxie said.

Fu Ruoxie is not fond of talking and cherishes words like gold. He holds his hands in front of his chest, with a cold face.

Only when Ouyang Qu truly stands close to Lin Xuan and Fu Ruoxie can he feel the strong oppression force and dare not look down on him anymore.

Ouyang Qu is sure that if he really wants to fight, he will not be the opponent.

Ouyang Qun held back the excitement in his heart, stood in a row with Fu Ruoxie and Lin Xuan, and looked to the east.

In front of the remains of the stele without words, there were dense figures, but no one spoke, they all looked at the east and were waiting quietly.

Everyone was waiting for the arrival of the Dongshang Realm Sect.

As long as people from the Dongshang Realm Sect arrive, someone will start to try the test of the remains of the wordsless stele.

...

Three days ago, outside the ruins of Mangshan.

"Young Master, this is the ruins of Mangshan, one of the three most dangerous relics in the hundreds of sacrifices." Zhao Bingzhi pointed to a mountain road not far away.

This mountain is covered in blood, as if it was covered in blood.

The mountain mausoleum is bare, without grass and flowers, only a few lonely thin branches.

There are no animals on the mountain, no trace of vitality.

But beside the mountain, it is full of vitality, with green green willows, birds singing and flowers scenting, forming a huge contrast.

It was like a forbidden place, with no figures.

Luo Qianxue frowned and said, "Why don't there be anyone?"

Zhao Bingzhi explained: "This is the ruins of Mangshan. Few people come here. This place is too dangerous and people will die at any time."

Cao Zhen continued: "In fact, except for Lei Ling, Ling Feng, Lin Xuan and other holy geniuses, the rest of us will come if we are not in special circumstances."

"Is there such danger here? Even you dare not come here?" Luo Qianxue asked.

"Very dangerous." Ouyang Zifeng also said, "These three relics are very special non-specific relics. Among them, no matter what kind of talent you have, you can get feedback on understanding and guidance, and you can also get huge opportunities. However, the test here is also very difficult, and people will die at any time."

"And the ruins of Mangshan are the strangest of these three ruins."

"Even many of our personal disciples of the Moon Worship Sect have died here."

Ning Hao looked at the three of them with obvious fear. He smiled and said, "Look at you who are so scared, have you been here before?"

The three of them shivered, as if they had met a scene that was unbearable to look back on.

"We have indeed been here, and we have had very unbearable memories here, and we almost lost our lives." Zhao Bingzhi said, "There is a demon living on this mountain. It can see through people's hearts and see our deepest weaknesses."
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