Xianlu Spring and Autumn

Fei Wuxin snorted coldly, glanced at Wanchong Mountain, and said suspiciously: "Old Wan, I heard that something happened in your Xingfeng City. After Zhu Wumo's death, the dragons had no leader, and there were two bloodthirsty people in Qiankui Forest." The lunatic has become a place where corpses float for thousands of miles, how can you still rush back before me?"

Wan Chongshan first glanced over the crowd, and when it landed on Ye Bai, he was slightly taken aback, but he didn't stop for a while, and then smiled and said, "Although Old Ghost Zhu is dead, Zhu Long is still there, he Compared with his old man, his method is even worse, a little disturbance is nothing."

Ye Bai saw that the two of them were chatting about the matter of Starwind City, and listened attentively. He was very eager to ask about Li Baoer's final ending, but in order not to reveal his identity, he finally endured it.

Fei Wan and the two exchanged a few more pleasantries.

Wan Chongshan said: "Fellow Daoist, bring them in, those two are getting impatient."

Fei Wuxin said: "Those two guys have to be bled every hundred years, it's really hard for them."

After finishing speaking, he led the crowd on the foggy path.

As soon as they entered the valley, everyone was immediately stunned, and there was a huge wave in their minds, and their hearts trembled.

In a not-so-small valley, two huge crimson dragon-like monsters that are hundreds of feet long are locked in the valley by countless iron chains that are as thick as buckets, and the other end of the iron chains goes deep into the mountainside. .

Two dragon-like monsters, one big and one small, were red all over, covered with scales, four scarlet eyes, coldly staring at Fei Wuxin and his party who came in, crazy hostility shot out from their eyes, and a strong hot breath emanated from them Spit out from the bloody mouth, forming a reddish hot wind, burning people upset.

"Is there really a dragon in the world?"

A monk took two steps back in horror, and couldn't help exclaiming.This kind of thing that almost only exists in legends actually appeared in front of them alive, and when it came out, there were two ends.

"What are you panicking, trash!"

Fei Wuxin stared, and cursed angrily: "It's just two dragons, and they have been firmly locked by the ancestor of Tianji with meteorite iron."

Ye Bai watched closely.The two dragon-like monsters, with scales but no horns, are indeed the images of the legendary dragons, but even so, they are terrifying enough. Ye Bai couldn't help but look under the jaws of the two beasts. The long beards of the dragons, the windless Self-dancing, Ye Zhong moved greatly.This is the top material for making talisman pens. Although it is not as good as the authentic dragon beard, it can barely meet Mo Er's requirements.

"Boy Fei, although my elder brother and I have been locked up, you can't take it lightly. After we regain our freedom, the first thing to do is to kill you barbarians!"

Just when Ye Bai was thinking about how to get a few dragon whiskers.One of the flood dragons with a slightly weaker breath suddenly spoke.What came out of its mouth was human words, and the dragon stared at Fei Wuxin viciously, with a frenzied look of killing in his eyes.

However, there was no movement of showing teeth or claws at all, and I don't know if he knew it was useless, or he had suffered a lot before.

Fei Wuxin glanced at him, and said disdainfully: "Fellow Daoist, think about your sons and grandsons first. It is their destiny to provide my barbarian sons with blood essence for generations to come."

Roar!

The other silent dragon finally spoke out, and said in a low voice: "Fei Wuxin, if you dare to play tricks again, I will burn the cubs around you to ashes with one breath of the dragon, and see how you explain to Shi Tianji!"

When the dragon's mouth opened and closed, there was a violent wind, and the vitality of the Golden Core cultivators fluttered and they couldn't stand stably. The Foundation Establishment cultivators fell to the ground directly.

"Wuxin, needless to say, start the trial immediately, and wait for the person you brought over."

A thick man's voice suddenly sounded, and it exploded in everyone's ears like a thunderbolt. The strong aura in this man's tone seemed to be only a thread away from that of the slightly bigger dragon.

Ye Bai followed the sound and noticed that there were still many people standing in the valley. They were divided into six piles and standing on the edge of the valley. There were about 20 people. They must be monks selected by other big cities.

At a glance, all of them are excellent monks who are full of vigor and energy. Ye Bai even saw the long-lost Princess Zhu Man and Yan Long among a group of people, and their leading monk was the one who had seen him before. The surname of Bian on both sides is a monk, but the old man's face seems to be a little unsightly, with a sad look on his face.

And the monk who spoke just now is the leader of another group of monks, a man who is two feet tall, this gentleman is extremely majestic and tall, standing there like a hill, with short black hair, heavy eyebrows, and a handsome face. , but he has the spirit of not being angry and arrogant.

Even Fei Wuxin seemed to be a little afraid of this person, his eyes flickered twice, and he said indifferently: "Brother Wu has decided, I have no objection."

The monk surnamed Wu had no expression on his face. He glanced at Fei Wuxin, then tapped his toes lightly, jumped to a height of seven or eight feet above the ground, and looked down at the crowd for a while. The powerful aura enveloped the heads of the crowd like the power of the sky. Even if a person is not a monk in the late Yuanying period, he is not far behind.

"Poser!"

The smaller Jiaolong muttered disdainfully, although the voice was small, it was clearly heard by everyone.

The pupils of the cultivator surnamed Wu shrank sharply, and then gradually spread out, with no expression on his face, he looked down at the cultivator and said, "You are all the best young cultivators of our barbarians in the past century, but Immortal Island does not need 140 people. So a trial was arranged for you, only the best among them can survive and get the chance of Immortal Island."

"After the trial begins, the two dragons will release dragon blood into the pool in the middle."

The monk surnamed Wu pointed to a rippling pool under his feet and said: "You need to enter the pool and use dragon blood to temper your physical body. During the tempering process, you can only fight against it with your physical will. No magic weapon can be used, don't blame the old man for not explaining in advance, if someone dares to use the magic weapon, the old man will kill him immediately."

Everyone's expressions tightened immediately, and a strong sense of uneasiness arose in their hearts.

The monk surnamed Wu then calmed down and said: "However, if you can survive this test, your physical body will be greatly strengthened, your body training skills will advance by leaps and bounds, and you will get twice the result with half the effort when you absorb spiritual energy in the future. It is absolutely impossible for you to have such an opportunity in Lihun Continent. The longer you persevere, the more you will gain, and the more rewards we messengers will get. Therefore, no matter who it is for, you must persevere .”

"This time will last for ten years. During this period, you have only two choices, either survive or die!"

The monk surnamed Wu said with cold eyes: "If you have any questions, you can ask them now."

Everyone frowned and thought, and no one spoke for a long time.

Ye Bai felt ecstasy in his heart, his blood refinement weapon is best at fusing the blood of monsters, if he can fuse the blood of flood dragons, he can be sure that the Jiurenshan Jue will go to the next level. By then, I'm afraid Even the sword of the low-grade magic weapon could not cause damage to his body.

It's just that under the watchful eyes of everyone, if he devours the blood of Jiaolong madly, it will be no wonder if he doesn't attract attention. If he attracts the suspicion of the cultivators of Xianren Island and arrests him to perform a complete soul search technique, he will have no secrets to speak of.

These monks who have been eager to return, if they know that the space of Hell Valley has completely collapsed, they will go crazy immediately.

It's difficult, an opportunity is right in front of you, but Ye Bai dare not let it go and enjoy it, he can't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

"Senior, is the trial of our Foundation Establishment cultivators the same as that of Jindan cultivators?"

Finally, a female cultivator whom Ye Bai had never met spoke tremblingly.

The monk surnamed Wu said: "Of course it's different. The Golden Core cultivator washes the blood of the flood dragon in the late Yuanying period, while your Foundation Establishment cultivator washes the blood of the mid-stage Nascent Soul dragon. The pool on the left, the foundation-builder monks enter the pool on the right."

After finishing speaking, he poured a series of tricks into the pool. The transparent pool water suddenly surged and rolled back towards the two sides. In the center of the pool, a transparent light curtain thick as a palm was formed, covering both sides. Completely isolated.

The monks in the Foundation Establishment period all heaved a sigh of relief.

The monk surnamed Wu waited for a while, and seeing that no one spoke, he turned to the two dragons and said indifferently, "Both of you, let bloodletting!" (To be continued...)