This gully is extremely cold to the eyes.

It is not long and ends at the beginning, but is a hundred meters wide. Below is the bottomless abyss, with cold air emitting from the bottom of the abyss.

Many people stood on one side of the ravine and looked across from the distance.

There is a cave opposite, and there is an unknown faint light emitted from it.

Looking at the many figures around, Lu Fan was slightly puzzled. Why didn’t he look familiar with the so-called Tianlist? And why did Wenren Mu Xue appear on this road?

"Dear young talents, considering the fairness of the competition system, we have changed the three paths we have just led to four."

"Thirty young men on the Tianlist are walking with each other, and since the revival of spiritual energy, they have made their mark in all walks of life, and unknown players have been going on."

"The people standing here now are all young talents who have been separated automatically. If you participate in this Tianlisting Competition, you need to pass a pass, which is the ditch in front of you. There is no rule, as long as you can pass."

A low man's voice sounded throughout the space.

"You can cross the ditches and enter the cave in front of you, and you can enter the competition venue."

"If you can't cross it, don't worry. If you won't die, you will be teleported to the game seat."

After hearing this, Lu Fan was a little dazed, and was he passed away?

It means that the last place in the Tianlist is also squeezed out?

While in a daze, many people had already arrived at the edge of the ravine and stopped to watch.

“Is this a challenge?

Just cross this gully less than a hundred meters and you can enter the competition venue?"

"This is too simple."

"No challenge at all, go! Let's go straight!"

After observing it, the young man in yellow robe said disdainfully: "It seems that the level of this Tianlist is not very good. I have said that I didn't go in, but I was just unlucky."

"Mu Xue, I will urge my family to pass on the flying sword now and take us over with you!"

He was about to show off his ancestral flying sword.

Just saw the scholar Mu Xue turned her head and looked at Lu Fan: "How do you plan to get over?"

Lu Fan glanced around: "The rules said, "It's a step, not a fly..."

Before he could finish his words, a series of screams came from ahead.

When I heard the sound, I found that several monks who were about to fly over the ravine seemed to be suffering from huge gravity when the flying sword flew over the ditches!

The light of the flying sword dissipated and turned into scrap iron and the monks stepped on it fell into the endless abyss together.

Everyone was stunned.

"Not allowed to fly?"

Only then did someone react and took back the flying sword that he had already taken out.

The young man in yellow robe looked stiff and he coughed lightly: "It's true that I guessed. I was planning to use the flying sword to try it first. It seems that I don't need it anymore."

"Just use your body skills to rush."

Wenren Mu Xue didn't even look at him. She stood beside Lu Fan. Lu Fan didn't move, and she didn't mean to move.

The two of them have experienced a lot and have long formed a tacit understanding.

But when I saw this scene, I couldn't help but clench my fists.

After experiencing the flying sword storm, dozens of rookies could not hold back and took the lead in going to the opposite side of the ravine, using their body skills, and rushed over!

Whoosh swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish

They all detonated their mana, pushed their bodies, and rushed away.

Each one is like an arrow that leaves the string, with extremely fast speed!

Indeed, less than a hundred meters away, for monks, especially these budding monks, they count nothing at all.

It's as easy as crossing a small ditch with an ordinary person.

But the next second!
Chapter completed!