Fuluan Hall, staircase entrance.

The five elders (sect masters) sat cross-legged in place and were silent for a long time.

In the blink of an eye, the trial of the floating mountains passed eighteen days.

Since the eighth day, no one has been out of the trial.

"Eighteen days, now it should be the stage of the final sprint. ”

The Great Elder spoke slowly.

The five true spirit realm masters had a solemn look on their faces.

Grandma June and Sect Master Xiaoyue both had worries in their eyes.

According to past experience, even if it is a good performance, at this stage, at least more than half of the people are out, and more often, only two or three people are left.

And this time, there are still seven disciples left, and none of them are out.

"There must have been something that greatly affected the trial. Maybe it's the best outcome, maybe it's the worst outcome. ”

The sea of clouds is not shocked.

"As long as the Floating Mountain Hall is not closed, it proves that there are still survivors inside. ”

Elder Xue sighed lightly.

His disciple Kong Yuanhao has been kicked out of the game and has no expectations for the trial.

The only thing that made him obsessed was Zhao Feng, the culprit who let his disciple out.

At this time.

Airplanes!

At the entrance, the cyan light door flashed.

The five true spirit realm masters, their eyes lit up, revealing a look of surprise.

Someone has finally come out!

In the field of vision, a shivering figure appeared at the steps.

"Chen'er?"

Yunhai real people don't know whether to be surprised or happy.

The person who is out of the game right now is none other than his disciple, Quan Chen.

There were no scars on Quan Chen's body, but he kept shivering, and a chill emanated from his body.

"Master. ”

Quan Chen burst into tears, plopped, and fell to the ground with a stiff body.

"Let me do it. ”

With a stroke of one hand, Grandma June's soft and warm green true power melted into Quan Chen's body.

A moment later, the cold power in Quan Chen's body was dissolved.

"It's such a pure cold power, it seems to have a kind of ancient bloodline breath, fortunately, this force is very weak......"

Grandma June looked amazed.

"Chen'er, what happened to you that you ended up in such a field?"

Yunhai Zhenren asked.

Quan Chen still saw resentment in his eyes, and gritted his teeth: "It's Zhao Feng!"

Zhao Feng?

Several elders present looked at each other, how could they have anything to do with Zhao Feng again?

"The disciple finally conquered the core of an ancient castle, and Zhao Feng inserted it halfway, and the disciple had to join forces with him. Unexpectedly, this guy is so shameless that he stabbed me in the back!"

Quan Chen's eyes almost breathed fire, and his hateful appearance seemed to tear Zhao Feng apart.

It's this Zhao Feng again!

Several elders were furious.

"This Zhao Feng ...... How many people do you want to kill before you are willing to be willing. ”

Elder Xue was furious, and the powerful true spirit coercion permeated all around, making Quan Chen's heart tremble, and at the same time wondering: "Could it be that this Zhao Feng has also provoked others." ”

Several elders present, including the sect master, were very angry.

In the sect, there was such a scum.

Only the Great Elder, his brows furrowed slightly, and his expression was still calm: "These grievances, wait until the trial is over, and then do an investigation." It is imperative to find out what is going on in the trial. ”

The sect master and the others all looked at Quan Chen.

Now, everyone is eager to know about the situation of the other people in the Floating Mountain Trial.

Quan Chen immediately told the story of the trial.

Of course, he described some of Zhao Feng's performances as extremely bad, such as being poisoned by a snake in the door, Zhao Feng couldn't save him when he saw death, and he also made mocking remarks. For example, this shameless man robbed himself of the red blood fruit......

Whenever Quan Chen mentioned Zhao Feng's bad behavior, several elders present frowned.

Regarding Zhao Feng's contributions, Quan Chen did not mention a word.

"It's incredible that all seven of you were able to pass the second level. ”

The five true spirit masters, breathe a sigh of relief.

Seven trial disciples were determined, and all of them entered the third level, and the elders were very surprised.

As for why he can survive the second hurdle, Quan Chen's explanation is "unity".

"According to your description, the second level is very thrilling, even if you are united, it will be difficult for you to clear all the levels without casualties and exits, and there must be other reasons. ”

The Great Elder's eyes flickered, grasping a key point.

Several elders all nodded slightly, they had a deeper understanding of the Fuluan trial than these disciples.

"Maybe there is another reason, Zhao Feng's shameless man, I don't know what shit luck he had, and he comprehended a kind of 'spiritual sound wave', which can restrain and expel those demon bats......"

Quan Chen is hesitant, and the language is unknown.

Psychic soundwaves?

The Great Elder's eyes flashed, and he glanced at the Sect Master.

With their experience in life and old spicy, how could they not see the one-sidedness in Quan Chen's statement.

"By the way, Chen'er, what did you gain in the trial, and what was the reward after the last?"

Yunhai Zhenren smiled and changed the topic.

When several elders heard this, they all showed interest.

After all, Quan Chen is the one who has reached the third level, and there should always be opportunities to harvest.

"The disciple's trial score is one hundred and fifty trial points, and after the last, he exchanged for a mortal-level upper-level exercise, in addition, he also obtained some heaven and earth treasures and several divine weapon props......"

Quan Chen presented his harvest.

The above-level exercises are the most remarkable.

Other harvests, heaven and earth spiritual objects, divine weapons, and props, are all good.

Of course, he didn't get the divine weapon items above the mortal level, the valuable heaven and earth spirit objects, and he also took a few things that he could take.

"One hundred and fifty trial points, this is a good result. If you can get a mortal-level upper-level exercise, your contribution to the sect is not small. ”

Quan Chen praised.

There are not too many upper-level exercises in the entire sect.

There are more than one mortal-level and upper-level exercises, which also invisibly increases the strength of the sect.

"One hundred and fifty trial points, in the previous trials, the results are all medium and upper. ”

The Great Elder smiled and nodded.

For the remaining disciples in the trial, the elders were full of expectations.

There are a total of seven people, and they persist until the later stage, which is the first time in the last hundred years.

Quan Chen can have such a harvest, and the remaining trial disciples will reap the opportunity, but I am afraid that it will be even greater......

"The trial has been going on for eighteen days. In the last ten floating mountain trials, it seems that only Senior Brother Yunhai can last for more than a month. ”

Grandma June smiled, her face flushed.

Yunhai real person has broken the record of the floating mountain trial in the past hundred years.

In the last dozen trials, only he can last for more than a month.

This is an excellent result.

However, the momentum of this session is stronger than imagined, and there may be a chance to break the record of Yunhai Zhenren.

Expect!

Several elders looked excited and urgent.

This year, how much can the highest score be achieved? Can it break the record of Yunhai Zhenren?

Including Yunhai Zhenren, they all looked forward to it, and said secretly: "Beimo, don't let me down......"

……

Floating Trials, Isamu Realm.

In the blink of an eye, the day passed.

Zhao Feng's body was stable, flying between the icebergs.

He exerted about half his speed, and easily threw the black iron troll far away.

"The speed of this troll is getting faster and faster. ”

Zhao Feng's figure froze, and there was some pressure.

According to his estimates, by the fifth day of the pursuit, the speed of the Black Iron Troll could be increased to the level of the Mortal Quadruple.

Once the speed reaches the Transcendent Quadruple Level, even if it is the strongest Yang Qian in the trial, it will be nine deaths.

Because the Black Iron Troll has reached the True Spirit Realm, its qi veins are long, and there will be no exhaustion or need to rest.

And the trial disciples all need to rest and replenish their vitality.

In other words, the speed of the Black Iron Troll, reaching the Quadruple of Transcendence, will be a huge watershed.

What's more, among the trial disciples, there were a few people who had not reached the fourfold level of transcendence in their cultivation, and they could not persist on the fifth day at all.

Day 1...... Day 2...... Day 3......

The trial disciples on the Heavenly Realm Island are under increasing pressure.

Black Iron Troll, tireless, no need to recover, steady increase in speed.

By the third day, Liu Yue'er and Lin Fan were a little struggling.

The cultivation of these two people is at the triple level of detachment, and the speed of the black iron troll is hardly slow down to them.

As for the others, Beimo and Ran Xiaoyuan, they have all been promoted to the Fourfold Mortal.

The strongest Yang Qian, half a foot stepped into the six heavens of transcendence.

This trial, the results beyond the expected, also squeezed the potential of many trialists.

"If this trend continues, by the seventh day, the speed of the Black Iron Troll will be able to catch up with me. ”

Zhao Feng frowned.

He realized that if he escaped passively, he would not be able to escape the hunt.

Faintly, he had a different way of thinking.

Instead of being hunted down, why not take the initiative and destroy the enemy.

In other words, in the face of the pursuit of the True Spirit Realm, there is only one choice, escape.

Because confronting the True Spirit Realm head-on, there is a dead end.

However, escaping is, after all, passive. What's more, the speed of the black iron troll will get faster and faster, and sooner or later it will face it.

"Kill the Black Iron Trolls!"

In Zhao Feng's heart, a terrible thought arose.

Rather than passively fleeing, it is better to strangle the crisis with one hand.

Whew~

At this moment, the huge shadow of the black iron monster, flickering its wings, approached from a distance.

The coercive aura of fear made Zhao Feng almost unable to breathe.

Zhao Feng's thoughts flew by, and he said secretly: "In this Heavenly Realm Island, there are some extremely dangerous existences, even if they are in the True Spirit Realm, if they are not careful, they may end up with hatred. ”

Thinking of this, he changed direction abruptly.

Destination: Dragon Snake Glacier!

Zhao Feng's speed increased greatly, and he even secretly urged the "Shadow Cloak" to rush towards the cold pool where the "Blue Crystal Tears" were located before.

His shadow cloak, although it could be invisible, it was obviously impossible to conceal the existence of the True Spirit Realm.

What's more, he has a floating mountain order in his body, and he is locked by the black iron troll, and no matter how fast he escapes, he can't get rid of it.

Two hours later.

A chilly pool appeared in front of him.

The water in the pool is a strange blue, and all around it is icy and snowy.

Zhao Feng came to the vicinity of Hantan, and the terrifying chill almost wanted to condense his qi and blood life.

He urged the blood veins to increase the strength of the veins, took out the Rahu bow, and felt that the chill was greatly reduced.

Part of the chill was resisted by the blood force, and the other part was absorbed by the Rahu bow, and the faint blue mark on the bow's body, like an ice lotus blooming, emitted a faint blue light at this moment.

Zhao Feng stood near Hantan, quietly waiting.

He took a deep breath and glanced at Hantan.

Only he knew that there was a taboo in the cold pool, and one of them had unintentionally touched it before, turning the entire Tianjing Island into ice and snow, what a force this was.

In the distance, the terrifying aura from the Black Iron Troll was getting closer and closer.

It's coming, it's near......

The black iron troll, roaring hideously, came into view.

Zhao Feng's green hair fluttered in the ice and snow, and the shadow cloak behind him was agitated in the wind, exuding a simple and mysterious atmosphere......