Of course, this is just his speculation, if the place just now is really a training ground arranged by the senior power for the disciples of the sect, then this time, they accidentally broke in, it stands to reason that no real person will fall.

On the surface, the immortal cultivators who have returned to the underworld should actually be alive.

With this in mind, he began to search nearby.

Don't say it, after a while, I found a few more immortal cultivators.

These people all looked a little familiar, although he didn't know them, but he was sure that they were all members of the scattered cultivators, and they had just entered that ruin to adventure.

So he went over to say hello, and those people were no exception, and their faces were all confused at the moment.

When asked, it turned out to be true.

Without exception, they were all adventuring in that strange place just now, and they encountered a crisis, originally thinking that they would not be able to hold on this time and would die, but in the end, they did not fall, but inexplicably returned to the sea.

During the questioning process, most of them were very cooperative, but there was one guy who was hesitant and was reluctant to talk about his experience at first.

After repeated questioning, the middle-aged monk learned that this guy did not enter the valley, but was fainted by hunger when he was on the way, because the magic power of Bigu lost its effect.

Yes, straight into a coma.

Then he woke up and found that he had somehow arrived here.

Now that he is not hungry, the whole person has recovered to his original state, because after leaving the strange place just now, the Bigu Divine Power will naturally be able to exert its effect again.

Because the dignified immortal cultivator was starved and fainted, it was too embarrassing, so the other party was reluctant to say it at first.

"Sure enough!"

The middle-aged monk sighed, it seemed that his guess was correct, the place just now was not an ancient ruin, but a training ground built and arranged by a powerful predecessor for the disciple of the sect.

I don't know if it's abandoned now, or if they accidentally broke into it by chance.

That's why they encountered all kinds of crises inside, many dangers seemed incredible, and they felt confused at the time, but at this moment they understood that it was the senior's hard work and wanted to exercise the ability of the disciples in the sect to adapt to changes.

In this way, no one should have fallen in this adventure, and the immortal cultivators who failed to break through the level have all been re-teleported.

After figuring out the cause and effect, and answering the doubts in his heart, the middle-aged monk was glad that he had picked up a small life, but also had some melancholy in his heart, after all, if he could pass the level, the reward would definitely be extraordinary.

It's a pity that I can only think about it, I must be out of play now.

I wonder if anyone will be able to make it to the end?

He was relieved now and completely let down his vigilance, but none of the immortal cultivators who remained on that small island knew the cause and effect.

It is not clear to everyone that this place is only for training, and the various difficulties, traps and dangers they face are just tests, and even if they fail, they will not really fall.

Therefore, no one dared to relax and be careless, in the face of the endless stream of monsters, the immortal cultivators who still survived today were still trying their best to resist.

However, no one knew how long they would be able to hold out, because there were so many monsters that they could handle far more than they could handle.

It seems that defeat is already sooner or later.

However, is there really no way to overcome the current crisis?

The answer is clearly no.

It's just that no one has found the trick yet.

At this time, there were actually not many surviving immortal cultivators in the valley, and that Wei Fat Man was one of them, so there was no need to be surprised.

That's right, this fat man is a little cowardly, but his cultivation can definitely be regarded as very outstanding among monks of the same level.

He's already defeated three monster attacks, which is quite a feat, but it's also the end of his power.

Seeing that the fog in front of him began to surge again, the fat man's face couldn't help but show a bit of despair.

He knows his supernatural powers, and now, he can be said to be about to reach the limit, at this time, if there are monsters again, it will be impossible for him to continue to support them, am I really going to fall here today?

For a while, the fat man's mood felt extremely sad.

But now, he has no choice but to pluck up his courage and wait for a new danger to befall him.

However, something unexpected happened.

The mist was half-loud, but this time, it wasn't a monster that came out of it and made him feel frightened.

Instead, the fog turned into a line of text, only to see that it read, intermission.

Intermission?

The fat man was stunned at the time.

The first reaction was that my eyes were wrong, but if I looked closely, the text in front of me was indeed clearly written.

The fat man suddenly had a toothache.

Does this sound like a word?

You think you're playing football? You can even take a half-time break.

Admittedly, this result made him very happy, but from the bottom of his heart, he felt very ridiculous.

The fat man was a little puzzled.

In fact, from the moment he came to this strange place, the fat man felt that it was completely different from the ancient ruins he imagined.

It can be said that it is strange everywhere, and it does not look like a real ruin, but it seems that someone deliberately arranged it like this.

What exactly is this place?

The fat man didn't have many clues at the moment, so he couldn't make too accurate guesses.

I can only mutter in my heart.

At this moment, the mutation protruded, without the slightest warning, and a burst of music suddenly came to his ears from far and near, and the fat man did not relax his vigilance in the first place, and after hearing this music, he almost jumped up from the ground.

However, when he looked around, he did not find a crisis, but with the surge of the mist, a new line of text appeared in front of him.

I saw that it read: "Coward, don't be so nervous, play music to relax your mind, there is no other harm, meditate quickly and recover." ”

"The intermission is only fifteen minutes, and new monsters will be refreshed in a while, of course, if you are smart enough to come up with a good way to get out of here without fighting. ”

This time there was a lot of text displayed, and the fat man was directly dumbfounded.

What's going on?

What's going on?

Why did he feel that this so-called relic was becoming more and more abnormal?

My heart was full of all kinds of doubts.

But the fat man is still very smart after all, and suddenly, from the text just now, he found several noteworthy doubts.