My space becomes the world

Du Fei and Heita looked at each other, but neither moved nor spoke.

What Du Liang didn't know was that while he was paying attention to Chu Xinghe, two of his men retreated into the crowd and obtained the trial jade token.

Their talents may not be high, and they may even be said to be at the bottom among this group of geniuses, but their desire to become stronger is no less than any genius.

They are even more eager to leave Du Liang and pursue their own path. Who wants to be a bitch and a auxiliary for the rest of his life?

Du Fei turned around indifferently and walked in the opposite direction to the mountain road without leaving a word.

Heita looked at Du Liang. The always obedient man had disobeyed the young master's order for the first time.

The black-faced man fell to his knees with a plop, followed by Du Liang, who looked ugly, and kowtowed three times.

Then he turned and left, leaving Du Liang alone.

"It's contrary, it's contrary. Dogs don't obey their master's orders. I will watch how you die."

Seeing that he could not change the choice of the two of them, Du Liang roared incompetently, with anger and loss unknown to others.

In just a quarter of an hour, the square became quiet again, and the young people were silently waiting for the Qingyun Sect's next arrangement.

After a while, three more elders appeared in the square, namely the slovenly Elder Huo, the fat elder with a rich figure, and a serious-looking middle-aged elder named Xie Chunliu.

Including Elder Wu Wei who is already here, there are four people in total. They are the ones responsible for opening the trial battlefield.

The so-called trial battlefield requires the trialists to be transported to another space to fight. Opening the portal is essential.

Elder Huo touched the wine gourd on his waist and seemed to want to take a sip. He swallowed and suppressed the thought.

"Let's start quickly, don't be too long-winded."

Elder Huo said something to Wu Wei impatiently, causing Elder Wu who wanted to chat a few words to give up his mind.

Elder Wu stopped talking nonsense and then commanded:

"in place"

The young people in the square didn't know why, but they saw that except Elder Wu Wei, the remaining three elders were flying in three directions. The four people surrounded everyone.

The four elders all took out a formation flag and floated it above their heads. One by one, the magic formulas were inserted into the small formation flag.

The four small flags immediately grew larger, fluttered in the wind, and slowly rotated under the control of the four elders.

Spiritual energy emerged from all around, pouring into the formation flag, and the formation flag rotated faster and faster. There was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

A dark cloud-like vortex slowly formed above the heads of the young people. The speed of the vortex increased with the speed of the formation flags, and its color gradually deepened.

The young people surrounded by the vortex couldn't help but slowly become restless. They didn't know what they would face next.

At this time, Wu Wei's voice sounded in the ears of all the young people: "Don't resist."

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light fell from the whirlpool of dark clouds, instantly covering all the young people. The golden light disappeared in a flash, and the trialists who were anxious in their hearts also disappeared.

The wind stopped and the clouds dispersed, and Wu Wei put away the four small formation flags alone.

The fat elder wiped away the non-existent sweat and let out a long breath, "Don't come to me about this next time. I'm too tired. Thank you for telling me if that's right."

The serious Elder Xie ignored him and flew away as Wu Wei nodded.

"Old Xie is really boring, Old Huo, go to my place for a drink," the fat elder saw Elder Xie ignoring him and turned to the alcoholic Elder Huo.

Elder Huo quickly covered the wine gourd placed at his mouth, stepped forward and picked up the fat elder and left.

Wu Wei looked at the place where the vortex disappeared.

"Young people, I hope you can all come back alive."......

Chu Xinghe, who was still in the square just now, suddenly appeared on a piece of black wasteland. He stumbled but narrowly avoided falling.

Stand still and look around. It's all a look of decay.

The sky is gray, the ground is black, and there are large areas of cracks. The trees are dry and there is not a blade of grass in sight, not to mention a trace of green.

Chu Xinghe turned his witch eyes, and the spiritual patterns between heaven and earth were mainly black, giving him a dark and decaying feeling.

You can't stay here for long. There are too few things to cover you. If you are discovered by monsters and monsters, you will easily be besieged.

Chu Xinghe, who has jungle experience, knows this well. It's chaos here, and there's no sun to determine the direction. It makes no difference which way you go.

Chu Xinghe simply walked forward. He didn't walk very fast. He tried not to move quickly in an unfamiliar environment to give himself time to react.

As he walked, he looked around and at the same time shrouded his consciousness within ten meters of himself. Just in case something unexpected happens.

Suddenly, the sound of breaking wind came from behind Chu Xinghe, but his consciousness could not sense anything. Depending on the reaction, the body turns to the side.

Seven or eight black branches as thick as chopsticks were stuck on the ground where Chu Xinghe had been standing just now.

Chu Xinghe quickly distanced himself and looked behind him. There was no one behind him, nor any monsters.

Finally, he focused his attention on the dead tree not far from him.

There is nothing here except this dead tree. But the strange thing is that in Chu Xinghe's spiritual perception, this dead tree does not pose any danger.

But the branches on the ground were clearly still stuck in the ground.

Chu Xinghe, who was fully on guard against the dead tree, slowly distanced himself from the dead tree.

Something Chu Xinghe didn't expect happened. The branches that were stuck straight on the ground just now slowly softened.

This time Chu Xinghe could see clearly that instead of branches, they were clearly small snakes as thick as chopsticks. This snake looks strange, like a dry branch.

They made a hissing sound, coiled their bodies, and shot out towards Chu Xinghe again. The speed was fast, much faster than before.

Chu Xinghe held the sword formula in his hand and softly spoke a word.

"shield"

In an instant, a fire shield appeared on the path that the dead snake must pass.

The little snake hit his head and penetrated the fire shield in an instant, without even a little flame on his body.

Chu Xinghe had already prepared, and the fire shield was just a test. Just when he was about to move again, the little snake flying towards him turned into a fire stick as it flew by.

Seven or eight little snakes were burned by the flames, squeaking and turning into piles of ashes in an instant. A small cloud of black mist rose above the ashes and was sucked in by the jade tablet in Chu Xinghe's body.

"This is?"

Chu Xinghe was surprised, and then seemed to think of the reason. The sun fire in his aura was so overbearing that it directly incinerated the dead branch snake.

Summoning the jade token, I found a trace of black line appeared on the jade token. The change was not too obvious.

"This is the so-called record of killing monsters."

Chu Xinghe whispered and turned his gaze to the dead tree beside him.