The Dragon from Hell

The following time was spent in a strange silence. Many people's faces were very interesting, and their eyes could not help but look at Qin Feng.

But Qin Feng did not respond to anyone, but continued to sit in meditation and regulate his breath, secretly holding a demon crystal of the demon beast in his hand.

Since his mortal practice is much more difficult than others, he will spend more time to make up for this gap.

While others were still speculating about the relationship between Qin Feng and the black lion, the small demon realm was opened again.

A vortex appeared above everyone's head, the jade cards in their arms emitted light, and the body was surrounded by a purple halo, and a familiar dizziness came.

After closing their eyes and opening them, everyone stood on a magnificent hall, including Qin Feng.

This was the first time Qin Feng entered the main mountain of Wuxiang Sect, Wuxiang Mountain. This hall was the main hall of Wuxiang Sect. Whenever there was a big event in the sect, they would gather here to discuss.

The annual test of the small demon realm is to select top talents for the sect. It is naturally a major event for the sect, and the sect also attaches great importance to it.

Therefore, on the day when the disciples leave the small demon realm, the entire sect will gather here to test their results on the spot to prevent cheating.

Qin Feng looked at the hall in front of him. The ceiling was very high, roughly estimated to be more than ten meters.

The whole hall was built magnificently, and even the pillars in the hall were made of fine white jade and engraved with the emblem of the Wuxiang Sect.

And each pillar was inlaid with crystal stones that released spiritual power, each of which was very valuable.

Even the ground they were on was made of a whole piece of ten thousand year cold jade. Standing on it, you can feel extremely relaxed all over your body, and the wounds on your body seem to be gradually healing.

An Jingfu and others stood high above, with An Jingfu as the center, and the leading sect elders in the Wuxiang Sect stood on both sides.

Except for those who were in seclusion, basically everyone had arrived.

The mountain masters of the major mountain gates, including the elders in the mountain gates, were waiting here to welcome the elites in the sect.

Standing on the right side of An Jingfu was Madam An, who was looking down with an indifferent look.

And on the right side of Madam An was the mountain master of Fengling Mountain.

Surprisingly, the mountain master of Fengling Mountain was not like other mountain gates, where all the people who showed up were middle-aged people who looked calm. Instead, he was a man who looked to be in his early twenties.

In the immortal sect, one cannot judge a person's age by his appearance.

So it seems that the mountain master of Fengling Mountain is also a maverick like Bai Huaqing.

As the most powerful mountain gate in Wuxiang Sect, the mountain master of Fengling Mountain is naturally top-notch in combat power. Perhaps the thoughts of the strong are indeed different from those of others.

Then the rest are the elders of the major mountain gates, including Cheng Wangyuan, the mountain master of Wangya Mountain whom Qin Feng had met.

The disciples from the major sects stood on both sides, all looking forward to seeing what their predecessors would gain from the test in the small demon realm.

However, in the eyes of everyone's expectation, what they saw was not a group of high-spirited predecessors, but a group of defeated soldiers.

Some people were even surprised to find that not everyone came back standing!

An Jingfu was also a little surprised, as if he didn't expect such a scene, and was slightly stunned: "What's going on?"

Feng Xing lowered his head and his eyes fell on a body lying in front of him.

This body was wearing the Taoist uniform of Fengling Mountain, but it was unrecognizable.

His spirit bones were gone, and there was no life around him, and even his flesh and blood had begun to rot.

That is, the sect's jade card was still on him, otherwise they might never see the person in front of them again.

This disciple was the one who had been separated from them in the small demon realm before.

It was said to be separated, but in fact it was dispersed by the fleeing monsters.

At that time, Feng Xing could not go back to look for him in order to protect other junior brothers and sisters, but when he wanted to go back to look for him, the junior brother had disappeared.

Feng Xing looked at the body lying on the ground, his eyes were a little red.

And Sang Cancan rushed over at the first time: "Ninth Junior Brother!"

Her voice was crying, and it immediately infected the other disciples of Fengling Mountain.

They fled in the Little Demon Realm for three whole months. These three months made them injured and exhausted.

After three whole months of tension, they suddenly relaxed, but saw the bodies of their fellow disciples. Many people couldn't hold it anymore, and they hung their heads and sobbed softly on the spot.

Not only Fengling Mountain, in addition to the people of Xiaoyao Mountain, the disciples of other mountain gates also suffered more or less losses.

Especially those from the lower three mountainsDisciples, because of their lack of strength, suffered heavy losses.

It was obviously just a test, but this time Wuxiang Sect actually lost nearly 25 disciples!

An Jingfu himself was dumbfounded. This was the first time he encountered such a situation.

Before he could speak, his eyes suddenly fixed on a figure not far away.

Compared with the wounded images of others, Qin Feng's current image was too abrupt.

He was still wearing the same clothes as before. They were not luxurious, but not shabby either.

After coming out of the small demon realm, he was not only unscathed, but there was not even a trace of blood on his clothes.

Qin Feng raised his head and looked at him after noticing An Jingfu's gaze, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

The two looked at each other, and An Jingfu was speechless for a moment.

At this time, Madam An, who had not noticed Qin Feng, spoke up, looking fierce but weak: "What on earth is going on? It's just a small demon realm, but you can be injured like this, and so many people died!"

Madam An's tone was a little angry, more than sadness, but displeasure.

This is no wonder. Every time the disciples who can enter the small demon realm are definitely carefully selected in the mountain gate, and there are also senior disciples in the sect leading the team.

If it really doesn't work, the sect has set up a safe zone in the small demon realm, where you can take refuge.

Unless there are disciples who don't know how to live or die and try to challenge the dead realm or challenge some demon beast tasks that they can't handle at all, there will be basically no casualties.

Among the disciples of this class, there are not only elite disciples like Feng Xing Zhanyuan, but the rest of the disciples are also the more outstanding children of this generation in the mountain gate.

Even if it is the lower three mountains, there shouldn't be so many deaths!

And the most important thing is that not only the upper and lower three mountains have been killed, but the remaining living disciples are not in a good condition, and almost everyone is injured.

Especially Feng Xing, his face looked extremely ugly. Everyone in Wangya Mountain had wolfsbane on them!