Chapter 142: A Mountain of Corpses and a Sea of ​​Blood

"call!"

Luo Minghua sat up suddenly, breathing heavily.

After a long time, the panic and pain in his eyes dissipated, but it was far from normal.

I still have lingering fears.

The feeling of being divided into several sections by the sword energy is quite painful. Although it is because the soul is damaged in the secret realm and not the real body enters, the feeling before death is real. After death once, the spiritual thoughts will be more or less Take some damage.

After leaving the secret realm, this feeling will last for a while before dissipating.

Compared with pain, there is more anger, a kind of anger that has been tricked but can only accept the fate.

At this time, someone came over.

The incense that originally enveloped Luo Minghua has dissipated.

In the entire hall, there were not many people still lying on the mats, surrounded by the misty incense. There were only about ten people. There were dozens of people like Luo Minghua who had left the secret realm. At this time, most of them were sitting in a daze, their emotions still lingering. That moment in the secret realm.

The man came over and looked at the nameplate placed next to the mat.

There are five characters on it, Jianlou and Luo Minghua.

He stepped forward and wrote a number on it with a red pen, eighteen. Then he stood up and shouted towards the corner of the hall.

"Jianlou, Luo Minghua, number 18!"

Naturally, someone was monitoring the entire trial, especially in the current situation, with serious internal fighting. Similar to this scene, even Shangyang Tower, which was short of manpower, dispatched Shenyi martial artist Fang Shiquan to take charge.

There were several buildings, and even Disha Zhenren was dispatched.

They are afraid that some hostile forces will secretly murder their own disciples during the trial. The so-called principles of fairness and justice are mostly based on the fear of each other. If one party is dominant, there will be no fairness.

The principles of action of the sects and families in this world are quite similar to the Angsa people in Nie Wushuang's previous life. They are basically egoists and believe in the jungle principle of the weak and the strong. Therefore, Chixia Zhenren acted forcefully.

He knew very well that as long as he showed weakness, those jackals would rush up and bite Shangyanglou without any scruples.

Eighteen...

In Luo Minghua's opinion, his ranking is not bad.

Basically, it was acceptable within the scope of his expectations.

The problem is, he was tricked by the boy from Shangyang Tower, and he couldn't stand the thought of that boy ranking above him.

Standing up, Luo Minghua walked toward the corner of Shangyang Tower with a livid face.

There are only four disciples in Shangyang Tower this year, and the only disciple from an aristocratic family is an outsider and not from Qinghe County.

Before going to the island, they were also one of the topics discussed by the disciples of these aristocratic families.

No one looked down upon them, and when they participated in the trial, they were always in the corner.

Luo Minghua walked directly over there. Three of the four people had already left the secret realm and were sitting on the cushions in a daze.

Seeing Luo Minghua coming angrily, the two teenagers had dull expressions and were still sitting on the mat, but the girl stood up.

"Senior brother from Jianlou, is there something wrong?"

Lu Xueyun stood in front of Nie Wushuang and said loudly to Luo Minghua.

Although she didn't know why the other party came, she also knew that Luo Minghua had bad intentions, and his expressions and eyes showed it all.

Moreover, he must be targeting Senior Brother Nie Wushuang.

Therefore, Lu Xueyun changed from his usual shyness and spoke at the loudest volume.

In this way, the big shots nearby will be alerted and look this way. In this case, the guy in the sword tower will have no room to implement whatever he wants to do.

This is Lu Xueyun's little trick.

Sure enough, the seniors not far away looked over.

Afterwards, Fang Shiquan walked over here. Among the four people in Shangyang Tower, only Nie Wushuang was still participating in the trial in the secret area. As the only hope of the whole village, he naturally would not allow anyone to destroy and disturb them.

Luo Minghua stopped.

In fact, although he came angrily, he never thought about doing anything in public, but his inner anger clouded his reason.

Luo Minghua took a deep breath and smiled on his face.

"This junior sister, I am Luo Minghua, a disciple of Jianlou. This senior brother from Shangyang Tower has taken great care of me in the secret realm, so I came to get to know him. Junior sister, can you tell me the surname of this senior brother?"

Lu Xueyun hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice.

"Senior brother, after my senior brother completes the trial, let him introduce himself to you in person. I think this might be better, right?"

Luo Minghua took a deep look at Lu Xueyun.

"good!"

After saying that, before Fang Shiquan came over, he immediately turned around and left.

"What's up?"

Fang Shiquan came over.

Lu Xueyun relayed what Luo Minghua said.

Fang Shiquan frowned.

take care of?

Judging from the look of that boy from Jianlou, he was saying something ironic, right?

"Yeah, I know!"

After saying that, Fang Shiquan stayed and would not leave again.

It seems that the blood spirit bead has worked, and now Nie Wushuang may break into the top ten.

In order to prevent being misled, he simply stayed.

…

In the secret realm, Nie Wushuang didn't know that he had a chance to break into the top ten.

If he wants to forge a magic weapon that can absorb the true fire of the sun, he cannot do without Shangyanglou's full support. Many things are mutual. If he wants to get support, he must show his value.

In this trial, breaking into the top few is the right thing to do.

However, he didn't know the strength of his competitors, so he could only try his best and go as far as he could.

After passing the sword energy level, he came to a new level.

Nie Wushuang pursed his lips, moved his throat, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood...

The literal meaning is not an adjective.

The environment in front of him was not like the previous levels. It was either a yard or a house, but a vast world that could not be seen at a glance. Under his feet was a sea of ​​blood, and countless corpses sank and floated in the sea of ​​blood.

Moreover, these corpses were alive.

They were all zombies, struggling to swim towards the center of the sea of ​​blood. Under the bloody sky, painful wails and shrill screams were heard!

In the center of the sea of ​​blood, there was an island full of zombies.

There were mountains on the island, and on the mountains, a temple appeared and disappeared. Where did all the zombies on the island run to?

But they couldn't go up the mountain, so they could only wail at the foot of the mountain.

There, is the center of the secret realm?

"Nie Wushuang..."

"Come on, come quickly..."

A shout came from the void.

The sound entered my ears and entered my sea of ​​consciousness, making me confused.

The petals of the seven-star hibiscus flower trembled, the three-legged golden crow opened its eyes, and the half-red and half-black sun began to rotate like a Tai Chi diagram.

Nie Wushuang suddenly woke up.

Only then did he realize that he was standing on the edge of a cliff, with his right foot raised. The next moment, he was about to jump into the sea of ​​blood.

He quickly retracted his right foot and took two steps back.

That island must be visited, and that temple must be entered.

But it shouldn't be this way, the way that people bewitched it, maybe, once it falls into the sea of ​​blood, it will declare the end of the trial?

I must go!

How to go?

I have to think about it...