When Ling Xian opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that he had come to a huge basin, and there were dozens of immortal cultivators standing or sitting in front of him, Ling Xian's face couldn't help but show a hint of vigilance, and the expressions of the rest of the people were also different, fortunately, under their mutual containment, no one made a move like Ling Xian. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ling Xian was a little surprised at first, but soon, he hid it very well, and began to look around.

At this glance, his expression was stunned, for no other reason, there were dozens of immortal cultivators present, but the cultivation was actually the same.

It's all in the middle of the primordial infancy!

Is this a bit of a coincidence?

Ling Xian's brows couldn't help frowning.

But then, he found that there was something wrong with him, and his cultivation actually fell to the middle of the Yuan Infant for some reason.

How is that possible?

Rao is the city of Ling Xian, and he can't help but change color.

Even a little trance.

Hurriedly without saying a word, he used the technique of inward viewing.

Later, it was discovered that a large amount of mana in the body was imprisoned in the Dantian Purple Mansion, and the mana that could flow in the meridians was only equivalent to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant.

And the situation of knowing the sea is also similar.

The part of the power of divine consciousness that can be released is only equivalent to the middle stage of one's own primordial infancy.

It turns out that it's not a realm drop!

Ling Xian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, it was not easy for him to cultivate to the late stage of the god transformation, and it can be said that he has exhausted his strength, and if he falls once, he will not regret beating his chest.

And now this situation shows that it is not that there is a problem with the realm, but that the power is temporarily imprisoned by some mysterious force.

Although Ling Xian had never encountered this situation, he thought it was related to the test of the Ethereal Immortal Palace in front of him.

This thought turned in his mind, and Ling Xian was calm.

Then he secretly looked at the immortal cultivator who came here before him.

There were forty-two people in total.

Although it seemed that his cultivation was all in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, since he embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, Ling Xian had experienced countless dangers and twists and turns, and this vision was naturally very vicious.

He had seen that several of them needed attention.

For example, two men and one woman on the left-hand side.

Ling Xian glanced at the female cultivator a few more times.

Of course, it was not because of the other party's appearance, although this woman was quite beautiful, she was by no means an unforgettable beauty, to Ling Xian's surprise, she was actually a ghost monk.

That's right, it's the same with the Ghost Master.

Although there are many schools, in addition to the real ghosts and ghosts, there are only a handful of people who choose the path of ghost cultivation.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is rare, so it is no wonder that this woman will attract Ling Xian's attention.

As for the other two men.

One is heroic and upright, but his hair is disheveled, and his body is full of bohemianism.

The last one, who was old and had a very ordinary appearance, wore a fiery red robe, and his clothes became the only thing that caught his eye.

In addition to the three of them, there are two guys who are also more noticeable, the two of them are dressed differently, they are both dressed in luxurious robes, their appearance is seven or eight points similar, and their ages are about the same, if they are not mistaken, they should be a pair of brothers.

Ling Xian was almost certain that these five people would never be Yuan Infant Stage Immortal cultivators, most of the cultivators were not weaker than themselves, and they were even likely to be old monsters in the Tongxuan Realm, but the cultivators were suppressed, so everyone looked similar.

But even if everyone's mana is limited to the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, the treasures possessed by the secret art of the Hui are still very different, and the strength is still very different.

I just don't know what the significance of the Ethereal Asgard Palace is this, and what will be the test of this level?

Ling Xian frowned and pondered, but remained silent and found a random place to sit down.

Just wait quietly.

Before I knew it, two hours had passed.

One after another, many immortal cultivators came here.

And the cultivation of these guys, without exception, is in the middle of the Yuan Infant, Ling Xian didn't care, it seems that his guess is really true.

Since the others were not in a hurry, Ling Xian was of course even more calm, and waited there quietly.

After a while, a flash of inspiration appeared, and the figure of an old man appeared.

Originally, Ling Xian didn't care, but when he could see his face clearly, his expression was ecstatic.

The Demon Master actually came here.

Originally, what Ling Xian was most afraid of was to meet the other party in the Ethereal Immortal Palace, but this time, that time.

Here, everyone's cultivation is suppressed, and they can only exert their strength in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

In other words, although everyone's realm has not really fallen, the realm that is manifested is exactly the same.

Pulled to the same starting line.

This old guy chased himself to the sky and the ground, but his strength was far superior to his own, Ling Xian was angry, but he was helpless.

But now it's different, everyone can only give full play to the strength of the middle of the Yuan Infant.

Perhaps, this is your chance......

Ling Xian's eyes showed a hint of murderous intent.

Besides, the Ghost Venerable Master, seeing Ling Xian clearly, he was stunned for a moment, and then he showed an expression of ecstasy.

But the next moment, his face changed again, and it was obvious that this old monster also realized that here, his cultivation had been suppressed.

There was a hint of uneasiness on his face, but it quickly faded away.

Although Ling Xian was already murderous in his heart, on the surface, he had no intention of making a move, he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and it was an unwise choice to clash with the Ghost Venerable Master here.

The river mussels compete with each other, and the fishermen benefit, this truth is extremely simple.

After another half an hour, two or three more people came in one after another, and finally no one came.

Everyone looked at each other, and their expressions were naturally unfriendly.

And at this moment, the space above his head fluctuated, and dozens of jade pupils appeared and flew towards everyone.

Naturally, all the monks grabbed it in their hands without hesitation, and then sank their divine consciousness into it one after another.

After a moment, Ling Xian raised his head, a hint of vigilance on his face.

There is not much content in this jade pupil Jane.

There are only a few words, and people are asked to find a treasure in the shape of a wine glass.

There are only nine of them.

If you find it, just activate it and get out of here.

As for whether to go to the next level of the Ethereal Immortal Palace, or to leave, you can choose as you like.

But there are seventy or eighty monks here.

What should others do who don't find the treasure?

It's very simple, stay in this layer forever until Shouyuan runs out and falls.

It's chilling to think about, almost 1 in 10 people can leave.

For a moment, the faces of all the monks became extremely ugly.

This level is a test of luck and strength, of course, the latter is more important.

If other immortal cultivators fall, it is even more likely that they will obtain treasures themselves.

The thought swirled through their minds, and all the monks' faces were filled with murderous intent. (To be continued.) )