The Power At The Beginning Is Infinite, If You Miss It, The World Will Be Shattered.

Inside the trial place, after Bai Jing'er and others came in, they came to the first trial.

The first trial is a blue barrier.

"I'll try it first!" A middle-aged male cultivator planned to rush over.

But after hitting it, it was like hitting an iron plate and bounced back instantly.

"Those with low spiritual roots are not allowed to enter!" A mechanical female voice sounded.

The first level is to test the spiritual root talent.

But just when everyone harmoniously wanted to enter the test one by one.

Among the crowd, a flying sword flashed past, and a Shushan disciple's head fell to the ground.

"Wu Zhizhuan, what do you mean?"

People from other sects were also shocked by this move and quickly looked at the owner of the flying sword.

This person is the body of Feng De from Jitian Palace, who is now named Wu Zhizhuan.

With his powerful spiritual consciousness, he could barely reach the level of the third level of Qi training in this suppressed secret realm.

Compared with these disciples who are completely unable to use magic, no one is his opponent now.

"Don't worry, everyone. I, Wu, am only targeting Shushan disciples today, so you can rest assured."

As soon as these words were said, the swords in the hands of the two Hehuan Sect disciples penetrated the chests of the two Shushan disciples.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, including my two brothers, Shushan has killed countless of my brothers and sisters. I have to avenge this!"

Bai Jinger was very angry, but she couldn't use her spiritual power now and didn't dare to say a word.

"Quiet, let's go quickly!"

She took He Jing's hand and got directly into the blue barrier.

A female voice sounded again: "Qualified, successfully passed!"

"Let's follow Junior Sister Bai and the others quickly!" the surviving disciples of Shushan shouted.

"Hahaha, I want to run!"

Nawu Zhizhuan wielded his sword again and killed two Shushan monks.

The remaining 3 successfully passed the assessment and entered the next level.

"There is only one exit here, let me see where you can run!"

With that said, Wu Zhizhuan also followed.

The second trial is to test the control of spiritual power, focusing on the art of controlling objects.

Shushan's sword-controlling skills are the foundation of the sect, and controlling objects is a piece of cake for them.

Bai Jing'er and the others also passed this level at an extremely fast speed.

Bai Jing'er broke through the third level of fantasy in one second, and woke up He Jing by the way.

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Until the eighth level, Bai Jing'er and He Jing did not stagnate at all because of their low cultivation level.

They have excellent talents, and these levels are easily completed for them.

But the remaining Shushan disciples did not go so smoothly.

They were all killed by Wu Zhizhuan and the people of Hehuan Sect.

But this eighth trial, Bai Jing'er and the others could no longer complete it quickly.

Because this is a level of strength competition.

They were now on a competition stage below the main hall door.

"When there is only one person left on the stage, the door to the hall will open!"

"We still need to wait for the arrival of three trialists!"

The trial prompt sounded, which meant that Bai Jing'er and the others had to face off against Wu Zhizhuan in order to obtain the inheritance.

What makes them feel even worse is that there is no suppression of cultivation on this competition stage.

Everyone can use their own strength normally,

The two of them were only at the foundation building level, and the rest were at least at the level of pill formation and above, and Wu Zhizhuan was still a monk in the late stage of pill formation.

Soon, the remaining three people arrived at the final competition stage together.

"We meet again, little sisters!" Except for Wu Zhizhuan, the remaining two people were from the Hehuan Sect.

"Junior sister, you will be the main defender and I will be the main attacker later. If it doesn't work, we will withdraw from the competition arena!"

"Okay, do your best!"

As soon as Wu Zhizhuan stepped onto the competition stage, he felt that his body's spiritual power was no longer suppressed.

A cheerful smile instantly appeared on his face. "Finally no need to suppress strength!"

"Fellow Daoist Wu, how about leaving these two girls to us? It's been a long time since we two brothers have enjoyed this kind of best!"

As soon as the Lianghehuan sect members finished speaking, Wu Zhizhuan's flying sword had already slashed across their bodies, and they both fell to the ground, with evil smiles on their faces before they died.

"The people of Hehuan Sect are indeed as disgusting as that old woman Wei Mei!"

Seeing them killing each other, Bai Jinger planned to strike first.

"Junior sister, cover me!"

After saying that, she drove the flying sword towards Wu Zhizhuan.

Wu Zhizhuan just sneered.

"The girl who built the foundation dares to show off in front of me!"

He took out a round shield from his storage bag and flew it out, meeting the flying sword in the air.

The moment the flying sword came into contact with Yuan's magic weapon, it shattered and fell to the ground in pieces.

His flying sword magic weapon was damaged, and Bai Jing'er was also bitten by it, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

He originally fled to the bottom of the competition stage, but the spiritual energy in his body was in chaos and he couldn't use it for a while.

"Just because you, a little girl, still want to kill me, in the next life!"

As he said that, the round shield in the air flew towards them again, trying to give Bai Jing'er the final blow.

"Senior sister, be careful!" He Jing pulled her and fled towards the audience.

But the round shield also rushed out of the competition arena!

These people didn't know that someone had already arrived in the hall first.

At this time, Yunfan was standing in front of the door, and the Skylark Fairy kept trying to persuade him to give up the idea of ​​going out.

"There are tens of thousands of defense restrictions in my palace, and this gate is as powerful as a top-grade immortal weapon."

"Even in my heyday, I couldn't open this door from the inside. Just you, you think you are..."

"Boom~"

With a slight tap of his finger on the door, this so-called top-notch fairy door cracked open like thin ice.

"Ka~ka~ka..." Thousands of restrictions exploded in succession, like a different kind of firecracker sound.

"This door is indeed pretty good. I can feel a little resistance!" Yunfan said lightly.

Fairy Skylark's spirit froze.

This was beyond her broken soul's ability to understand.

The best immortal weapons were indestructible in her memory.

"Is it possible that the palace has drifted to the holy world for thousands of years?" she was thinking now.

In front of the door, a series of loud noises made Wu Zhizhuan stop what he was doing.

He stared intently at Yunfan sitting cross-legged on the flying sword in front of the door.

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