The road to immortality is difficult, bones build immortality

Qingchen stared at Deng Ziyue, who was covered in blood and had a disordered breath, and a strong sense of foreboding surged in his heart.

He frowned as if he could squeeze water out of it, and asked in a deep voice: "What happened? How did you get hurt like this?"

Deng Ziyue raised his head with difficulty, his face as pale as paper, and said with difficulty:

"My lord, I...we encountered a powerful monster on the trial island."

Qingchen's face became more solemn when he heard this: "Monster? With your strength, even if it is a first-level peak monster, you shouldn't be so embarrassed."

Deng Ziyue panted and said slowly: "After Gao Yuliang and I met up, we originally planned to set up a formation and work together to kill two first-level peak monsters.

But I didn't expect that as soon as the formation was set up, a third monster suddenly jumped out! And it pounced directly on our formation!

The strength of the three monsters was too strong. Before the formation was broken, the two of us used up all the talismans to finally kill one, but I was also injured."

Qingchen's heart sank. The strength of a first-level peak monster may be a few points stronger than a cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining.

He asked, "What happened next?"

Deng Ziyue panted more rapidly, and continued, "Once the formation was broken, we had no choice but to fight hard.

I tried my best and used the life-changing technique to finally seriously injure a monster and fell to the ground.

But I was also seriously injured, so I could only crush the relocation token and teleport out. I wonder how Senior Brother Gao is doing now..."

After hearing this, Qingchen's heart was churning, and he waved his hand, signaling the deacon to take Deng Ziyue to the quiet room of the spirit ship to recuperate and heal his injuries.

He sighed secretly, "A foundation-building pill is gone just like that."

The other examiners noticed Qingchen's face, and they immediately understood. They kept their distance and did not dare to disturb him.

It must be because his disciple Deng Ziyue was eliminated early, which made him unhappy.

Time seemed to be stretched out, passing slowly by minute by minute.

The grand trial of the Longmen Club was also gradually coming to an end in tension and intensity.

Qingchen's eyes swept over the light curtain at the entrance of the No. 2 trial island. The flickering light spots on it had become a little sparse, with only more than 300 left.

He secretly calculated in his heart that among the more than 1,200 participating disciples, most of them had crushed the tokens in advance and teleported out.

Among them, some were forced to do so because they were defeated by the monsters;

Some were defeated in the fight with other cultivators and fled in embarrassment;

There were also some cultivators who disappeared after the light spots were broken, and they were obviously dead.

"This trial is really dangerous." Xue Qingxia sighed in a low voice.

Miao Long couldn't help but ask: "Brother Qing, the losses in this trial seem to be a bit heavy. Is the difficulty of the trial set too high?"

Qingchen shook his head, "Although the losses are heavy, only those who have experienced such a big scene can be selected. It won't be bad."

At this moment, a melodious bell rang from the spirit ship. The half-month period has quietly arrived, and the Longmenhui trial is about to end.

Gongsun Yang hurriedly stepped forward and said to Qingchen respectfully:

"Brother Qing, the time is up. You can open the trial gate and let those disciples come out."

Qingchen nodded slightly, looked at the other examiners, and urged their magic power.

With a burst of seals and magic power, the five foundation-building masters infused magic power for a while, and then the trial gate slowly opened.

At the same time, Qingchen announced to the whole island through the formation: "The trial is about to end. All disciples must rush to the trial gate within six hours!

Only those who successfully stay until the last moment and break into the trial gate are eligible to compete for the position of the top ten disciples!

Even if you can't make it to the top ten, you can add a lot of points, which will help you impact the top 100 of the Dragon Gate Association Gold List!"

This news quickly spread throughout the trial island, and the disciples were excited.

According to the rules of the trial conference:

First-level peak monsters, 100 points;

First-level late monsters, 30 points;

First-level middle monsters, 3 points;

First-level early monsters, no points.

"This is the Dragon Gate Club, the most difficult six hours."

......

In a dense jungle a hundred miles away from the trial gate, Gao Yuliang was pale, lurking deep underground, moving cautiously.

Obviously, he had encountered a fierce battle on this trial island and was injured.

Just as he was about to stop and take a breath, a strong sense of shock suddenly came to his heart.

He turned around and fled in another direction, his figure was like lightning, and he escaped from the ground in an instant.

At this moment, a dazzling light in the sky broke through the sky like lightning.

Accompanied by a deafening roar, a top-grade magic weapon-a heavy hammer, smashed hard at the place where he was just now.

Dust flew in an instant, and a shocking deep pit was smashed out of the ground.

At the same time, a spiritual talisman followed closely, which was the "drawing the ground as a prison" talisman that made the "escape monks" terrified!

Once this talisman hits the target, it can trap the 'Earth-Escape Monk' in an indestructible earth shield.

Gao Yuliang was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and escaped in time, otherwise, once he was hit by the 'Drawing the Ground as a Prison' talisman, the Earth-Escape talisman in his hand would not only fail to save him, but would become a shackle that bound him.

"Damn it!" Gao Yuliang cursed inwardly.

He knew that there were dangers everywhere on this trial island, and he could die if he was not careful.

Especially in the last six hours, there were dangers everywhere and it was fleeting.

In a steep canyon a hundred miles away from Gao Yuliang, Li Feiyu and "Buffalo" Xu Xiake were fighting side by side.

The two of them were fighting desperately with two "gray-horned bone rhinos".

One was a peak first-level monster, and the other was a late-level first-level monster. They were huge and aggressive, obviously a pair of "mandarin ducks".

Li Feiyu held a top-grade magic sword, and the sword body continued to bloom with "cold lotuses", accompanied by a sharp cutting sound, hitting the vital points of the monster.

Xu Xiake stood aside, holding a tower-shaped top-grade magic weapon in his hand, which emitted a faint blue light.

Along with his magic power and seal, the tower-shaped magic weapon vibrated endlessly, and waves of blue energy spread around, shaking the gray-horned bone rhinoceros back again and again.

The two of them were in constant aura fluctuations, and the monster was also bleeding, obviously they had been fighting for a long time.

"Junior Brother Xu, time is running out!" Li Feiyu shouted anxiously.

They seemed to have the upper hand, but time was running out!

It would be even worse if they attracted cultivators with ulterior motives!

"Brother Feiyu!" Xu Xiake gritted his teeth, "I will risk my life to hold them back, you charge up and use that move to attack the first-stage late-stage monster, we will cut off one of its fingers first!"

......

The remaining three hundred cultivators were almost all at the late-stage of Qi Refining.

In the last six hours, hundreds of cultivators competed to cross the river, each showing their magical powers.