Spreading immortality starts from pushing Douluo horizontally

Outside the formation, the overall list displayed on the smooth boulder moved, and Nervous Bear slowly moved from second to first on the list.

"This pet owned by the leader of the Qingxuan Sect is too scary! It suddenly jumped to the first place in the overall list. This is too fast!

"It hasn't been 10 minutes since the second floor opened, right? This bear has already rushed to the third floor. Isn't it too human?"

"Bibi Dong can stand in front of two Extreme Douluo. I can understand how a bear can crush two Extreme Douluo!"

"As expected of Master Yan's pet! This trial, to it, is just like playing."

The crowd below was noisy outside, filled with all kinds of sounds.

As time goes by, more and more people come, and the noise becomes even louder.

Tang San, who was in the distance, looked at the people surrounding a huge stone and making various noises, with a look of confusion on his face.

The scenery in the sky is so beautiful, but why are they all surrounding a stone pillar, screaming non-stop.

Out of curiosity, Tang San secretly used the Xuantian Technique and activated the Purple Demon Eye.

A hint of purple appeared in Tang San's black eyes, spread out, and dyed the entire pupils purple.

Looking at the boulder, under the influence of the Purple Demon Eyes, Tang San could barely read the words on the boulder.

But before Tang San could take a closer look at the words on the boulder, a fingertip as white as jade suddenly appeared in Tang San's eyes, slowly tapping from the direction of the boulder in the distance.

There was no edge at the tip of the giant finger, but Tang San felt as if he was being pointed at by a peerless divine sword that could cut everything.

Unparalleled sharp sword intent emitted from it, heading straight into Tang San's mind.

Tang San's expression changed drastically, his mind was horrified, and he quickly used his kung fu to close the Purple Demon Eye.

Even so, Tang San's eyes still felt extremely sore and painful. He quickly covered his eyes and finally got some relief.

Who left this behind? It’s so terrifying. Just one look at it makes my Purple Demonic Eyes unbearable.Tang San was shocked.

"Third brother, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Wu was startled and hurriedly came to Tang San, supported Tang San and asked with concern.

"It's okay." Tang San felt warm in his heart, rubbed his eyes, wiped away tears, and pretended to be calm.

"Really?" Xiao Wu's pink eyes were filled with worry, and she kept looking at Tang San to see if Tang San was injured anywhere.

In the large formation, the clouds and mist were rolling, and a figure in white could be vaguely seen floating among them.

"Oh? Someone actually used pupil skills to peek and trigger the sword intention." Yan Qingxing raised his head and looked in the direction of Tang San, feeling curious in his heart as to who in the world could trigger his sword intention.

"It turns out it's you! Tang San." Yan Qingxing glanced at Tang San in the distance, who was surrounded by Xiao Wu and others.

I wonder if Xuantian Kung Fu is included in the category of cultivating immortals?

Thinking of this, Yan Qingxing looked at Tang San, his consciousness fell, and with a sweep, everything inside Tang San's body was instantly clear.

"Well, it's a bit rubbish. It's just a fantasy floor tile. This Xuantian Kung Fu can only be regarded as an ordinary Qi training technique. It's not even an immortal cultivation technique. However, the matching techniques in it are somewhat interesting." Yan Qingxing was instantly disappointed. , but fortunately in his spiritual observation, the Purple Black Eyes that Tang San had just used were somewhat interesting.

But it's just a bit interesting, and there are still some gaps between it and some of the spells in the introductory techniques for cultivating immortals.

Yan Qingxing had no intention of asking for it. This kind of magic technique would not make him condescend.

Withdrawing his gaze, Yan Qingxing turned his gaze again to the trial below.

At this time, Bibi Dong and Chen Xin had already arrived at the gate of the virtual spirit space with the obtained virtual spirits.

The gate to the ethereal space is towering, and two huge doors with simple and mysterious patterns are opened to both sides.

Inside the gate, various paintings are displayed, floating and flowing slowly.

These paintings are either exquisite, freehand, or ethereal, and each has its own characteristics, except for one painting with a golden dragon, which is crooked and twisted, as if it was painted by a beginner.

"This... was painted by Senior Yan?" Chen Xin looked at the extremely ugly golden dragon in the gate and was extremely shocked.

"Maybe it's the work of Senior Yan, right?" Bibi Dong guessed in her heart, her expression was quite strange. She did have the charm of the dragon, but it was crooked, dislocated, and extremely weird.

"Maybe..." Chen Xin replied lightly, stepped forward, and threw the small black sword that flew into his hand into the door.

The small black sword made a circle in the air, making a whirring sound, and then fell into the door.

The small black sword that fell into the door slowly turned into a painting.

In the painting, the small black sword has turned into a big sword, half as tall as a man, with a huge blade. Originally it was just a black sword, with lines appearing on it and a terrifying light shining on it.

There are scattered figures below, and a black sword is suspended in the sky, pointing at a ferocious and huge monster in the distance. A sense of determination is exuding, as if it wants to break its own body to eliminate evil for the common people.

Even Sword Dou Luo Chenxin and Bibi Dong outside the ethereal space felt this sense of determination.

"What a generous Jian Xin who risked his own life and saved others!" Chen Xin was shocked, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in his heart, not for Yan Qingxing, but for this sword.

But deep down in his heart, he was also amazed at the horror of Yan Qingxing. Yan Qingxing's swordsmanship was obviously not this, but he was able to draw such paintings, which was definitely the result of his superiority.

Come to think of it, Yan Qingxing's level of swordsmanship at this time may have reached a level that is unattainable.

"What is this monster? It's very powerful, but it's not a soul beast." Bibi Dong's focus is different from Chen Xin's. He is not that good with a sword. Looking at the ferocious monster in the painting, Bibi Dong is curious.

Putting aside her curiosity, Bibi Dong threw the spider in her hand into the gate.

The dim light flashed, and the spider slowly turned into a painting.

On the screen, the originally small spider has completely changed.

At this time, the spider's whole body shone with a green light, and its originally tiny hairs became huge and hard, which was extremely terrifying.

"I didn't expect that the creature that was so cute just now could be so terrifying!" Bibi Dong looked at the creature in the painting, feeling angry with love and feeling that it was quite similar to her own martial spirit.

Along with it, the ethereal spirits in the hands of the two people were thrown into the ethereal space, and the geese Qingxing on the sky also felt it.

"Chen Xin, Bibi Dong, passed the second level and entered the third level." Yan Qingxing announced.

A huge sound resounded in all directions.

The ranking on the boulder changed again, Chen Xin became second, and Bibi Dong became third.

"Wow, the Pope has passed the second level. Although he is slower than the pet of the master of Xuanqing Sect, he is also one of the best!"

"Chen Xin? I didn't expect Sword Douluo to take third place this time. I thought it was Qian Daoliu."

The crowd was talking a lot, and Tang San and his group, who were walking slowly, also heard Yan Qingxing's voice.