This time it wasn't the Red Fierce Tiger, it was actually a 'Earth Demon Horned Dragon' that was five zhang long and redundant.

Not possessed by the Red Fierce Tiger, but the Earth Demon Dragon Snake that is ten thousand times more ferocious than it, can Yang Zhen be scared?

Fortunately, he knew that it was just momentum, and it was just a change in momentum produced by tadpoles.

"It's weird, could it be that if a tadpole absorbs a different kind of demon beast spirit bead, it can evolve one more big demon form?

Suddenly, he understood something.

Hurriedly sealed it again, and suddenly the somewhat vague Earth Demon Horned Dragon suddenly came to naught, and on the contrary, it was a powerful and fierce Red Fierce Tiger.

Changing the sealing technique again, the Earth Demon Horned Dragon replaced the Red Fierce Tiger again.

Sure enough, just like Yang Zhen's analysis, the wordless Tianshu tadpole absorbs a fierce beast spirit bead, and it can conjure up the momentum of this fierce beast.

What exactly is the wordless book in the sky?

After thinking about it for a long time, it was a pity that he couldn't urge the wordless heavenly book, and after recuperating his energy, Yang Zhen packed his bags and continued to hurry.

"Whew!"

Between the snow peaks, Yang Zhen's speed surpassed that of the cheetah by as much as double, almost three zhang away in one step, and within a while, several snow peaks were left far behind him.

Breaking through the three mystical transformations of the Element, the strength, speed, and induction power have all been amazingly improved.

After five days, the snowy peaks and mountains in front of me were gone, and the world was a cloud of mist and clouds.

Wuji Sect Dojo.

Finally came back, Yang Zhen, who was almost frozen into a snowman, smiled urgently, and then ran towards a snowy peak that could be seen clearly in front of him.

When approaching the snow peak, some one-foot-sized snowbirds suddenly appeared in the sky high in the wind and snow, which seemed to be not simple, and when Yang Zhen came to the foot of the mountain, they flew around coiled above.

"Are those senior brothers this time? or are they mortals who have come to apprentice?"

A middle-aged man's voice came from behind the snowbird with penetrating power.

Then three figures came from the snow forest in one step, and their speed was several times faster than Yang Zhen's.

After two breaths, the three green-robed monks landed in front of Yang Zhen ten zhang, led by a forty-year-old man with a blessed figure.

Squinting his eyes, he revealed a lazy gaze: "Huayuan Realm?"

These three people have no memory in Yang Zhen's memory.

Although the Wuji Sect is the weakest sect in the Qianlong Continent, it also has as many as 20,000 disciples.

"Fortunately, I am a cultivator in the Yuan Realm, these people can still say a few words, and if they come to worship the mountain as mortals, they are all estimated to be above the top, I can't say that I was a disciple of the Wuji Sect before, and I will talk about it when I enter the 'Realm Heaven'..."

In the face of the domineering and vigorous appearance of the three of them, Yang Zhen clenched his fists: "In the next intermediate cultivation, it is not easy to break through the Huayuan Realm by yourself, and you are less than eighteen years old, and you will not hesitate to seek the truth at the expense of thousands of rivers and mountains." ”

"The sect has an order, no matter who comes to worship the mountain, they have to cross the mountain step by step, but they still treat the monks of the Huayuan Realm exceptionally, come with me. ”

The fat man stood with his hands in his hands, and he was unyielding.

Turning around and nodding at the other two, he signaled to Yang Zhen, who could only obediently follow him towards the deep snow forest and sea of clouds.

The other two and the flock of snowbirds soon disappeared.

Crossing the snow forest, in the mist-like sea of clouds world, unable to distinguish the direction, Yang Zhen knew that this was the Wuji Sect Enchantment, called the 'Boundary Heaven', which was specially used to cover the dojo, making it difficult for anyone to enter the Wuji Sect by themselves.

The realm is a kind of spiritual array, and naturally there are strong people in it, and a disciple like Fa Fu Man, at most, is an eight-generation disciple, but he is just a gatekeeper disciple.

簌~。

As the man suddenly walked out of the fog, no, it was the fog that disappeared automatically.

In front of you, it is no longer a land of ice and snow, but a world of green mountains and green waters full of vitality and greenery.

This is the Wuji Sect Dojo, protected by the Bounded Heavenly Spirit Array, so that the internal temperature is eternal and as suitable as spring, giving people that this is a paradise where nobles and emperors can live, and the frozen world outside the Boundary Heaven is also suitable for beggars and mortals.

Whew!

Lin Hai in front of him suddenly appeared two figures, it is estimated that it is not a low-level Yuan Realm, it can be one step at a time, and it can come more and more quickly.

The fortune man secretly communicated with the two, and he returned to the Realm Heavenly Spirit Array.

"The place where this sect accepts disciples to worship the mountain is called 'Xuanji Peak', if you can go to the peak hall, you will pass the test!"

The two of them landed in one step, and then let Yang Zhen slowly enter the forest with them, and one of them said indifferently: "To become a disciple of Wuji Sect, you need to pass two levels, the first level is to check the qualifications, and the second level is to pass the 'puppet array', through these two levels, you can reach the peak." ”

Yang Zhen was silent after hearing this, and Xuanji Feng was naturally very familiar with it.

Passing through the stone road in the forest, there is a towering mountain in front of you, and there is still an ancient stone road like a long snake leading to Xuanji Peak.

There are also a few coarse cloth disciples who are cleaning the fallen leaves, a little careless.

The disciples of Wuji Sect have just entered the mountain, and they must start from the foundation after passing the assessment, the foundation is one year, and what they do is rough work.

In the past, Yang Zhen entered the Wuji Sect as a genius, so naturally he had never done this.

An hour later, almost in the clouds, under the illusion of feeling that it has been floating above the sea of clouds, there is a white stone archway above the ancient road ahead, and some buildings can be vaguely seen.

Two disciples have been waiting for Yang Zhen in the archway, stepping through the archway is a large hall made of red bricks and jade tiles, and the ancient road just extends into the main hall.

And the ancient path can still be seen behind the main hall, but if you can go there, it means that you are already a disciple of the Wuji Sect.

"I'm here to worship the mountain today!"

"Or is it the Transformation Yuan Realm?"

Before coming to the main hall, several disciples had already come from inside.

After the handover between the two sides, Yang Zhen silently stepped into the main hall, and several disciples could be seen looking at him in front of him.

In the central ground of the main hall, there are strange stones of various colors to create a strange but wonderful colorful ground.

Yang Zhen came to the center step by step, and there was an old man sitting there in front of him, estimated to be around sixty years old, who didn't seem to have much energy, and next to him were four disciples in green robes.

The old man moved his gaze to Yang Zhen: "You are a cultivator of the Huayuan Realm, but you also have to pass the assessment before you can enter the mountain, tell me about your origin!"

The latter saluted again: "Junior Yang Zhen, who used to be a disciple of Snow Peak, was helplessly expelled from the mountain a few months ago because of problems with his cultivation. ”

"Former Snow Peak disciple?"

Several young disciples around were stunned.

"Stepping on the Snow Peak... Yang Zhen..."

The old man also suddenly came to his senses, and stood up in a moment: "The old man has an impression of you, you are from Wanxia Mountain, at the age of twelve, you relied on your own efforts to become the Huayuan Realm in the family, and then you were picked up by the sect and directly crossed my Xuanji Peak, and Hou Yue, the elder master of the Eagle Cave, was responsible for the cultivation, and was known as the thousand-year-old seedling of my Wuji Sect, but unfortunately there was a problem with the cultivation later, and I took a lot of Juyuan Dan..."