"Buzz!"
Outside the Trial Tower, the seventh-floor Perfection Tower glowed straight into the sky. Seeing the pagoda glow reappearing on the seventh floor, the shock in the hearts of all Beidou Dao Ji Sect disciples was gradually replaced by a natural numbness.
"The Perfection Tower is also lit up on the seventh floor! Ye Xingchen is going to go straight to the ninth floor!"
"Do you think Ye Xingchen can get through all nine floors of the Tower of Trial?"
"I guess there is hope, but it goes without saying that the last two floors will be extremely difficult. It is possible for Ye Xingchen to break through, but the perfection of the eighth and ninth floors is probably high!"
"No matter what, we must see Ye Xingchen come out of the Trial Tower before leaving!"
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Countless Beidou Dao Supreme Sect disciples are talking endlessly, and at this moment, the attention of those Nether Soul Realm disciples who entered the first three floors of the Trial Tower in order to qualify as candidates has undoubtedly dropped to the extreme.
It seemed that with the appearance of Ye Xingchen, all the glory was taken away by him.
Above the void, Holy Master Xuan Ji on the Xuan Jade Throne raised her red lips slightly. When she saw Ye Xingchen appearing on the eighth floor, her unclear eyes seemed to become extremely interesting.
"It's not surprising that I successfully passed the seventh level of our sect, but I didn't expect that this kid actually set a record. Now even the Holy Lord has become a stepping stone. Hehehe... It's so interesting!"
Inside the tower, on the eighth floor.
This time, the speed of the huge light gate seemed to have become extremely slow, several times faster than before. Ye Xingchen, standing inside the light gate, felt a little strange.
Until he felt the light gate trembling, Ye Xingchen knew that the eighth floor was finally here.
When he stepped out of the huge light door, he suddenly felt a little sleepy and tired. Then these sleepiness and tiredness were magnified countless times, and then he felt a dark sky and dark earth, as if he fell asleep in an instant.
"Brother Ye...Brother Ye..."
Ye Xingchen suddenly heard someone calling him, a woman's voice, very familiar.
"Stop calling him. Yesterday, he fought his way into the depths of the enemy's army and fought bloody battles for three days and three nights. He killed twenty-one masters of the True Soul Realm in succession, fought his way through the enemy's ranks, and rescued hundreds of brothers. , he must be exhausted now, let him sleep more, there is still half an hour until the meeting."
The second voice sounded again, also a female voice, which also sounded familiar to Ye Xingchen.
But Ye Xingchen had already woken up. He didn't open his eyes immediately, but chose to listen silently.
"How could this happen? Am I not on the eighth floor of the Tower of Trial? What happened again?"
Ye Xingchen was puzzled in his heart, and then he smelled a very strong smell of blood, which was emanating from his own body.
The two female voices in his ears also disappeared at this moment, seeming to fall into silence.
Ye Xingchen could no longer hold back the doubts in his heart and opened his eyes.
"This is where?"
There was a trace of shock in his eyes. Looking around, Ye Xingchen saw a vast plain. Countless corpses were piled up on the plain at this moment. Their limbs and arms were broken, and the sky was covered with red!
The dark red blood was so thick that it infected the earth, turning the originally yellow earth into red!
At this moment, Ye Xingchen was in a relatively simple temporary camp. Next to him, there were thousands of young disciples who were resting and relying on each other. Looking at the two people closest to him, Ye Xingchen's eyes jumped. !
These two people were none other than Xiao Shuyue and Qin Moyu.
No wonder Ye Xingchen felt that the voices sounded familiar just now, it was actually the two of them.
But then Ye Xingchen realized that the two women were in a very embarrassed state, or they were leaning on a stone. At the same time, everyone here was in a very embarrassed state.
Stretching out his hands, Ye Xingchen scanned his whole body and found that the black military robe was stained with blood. Because of too much blood, it even solidified, exuding a strong smell of blood.
"How could this be? Am I trapped in a dream or illusion? I seem to have been living here for several years..."
Smelling the strong smell of blood, Ye Xingchen was extremely doubtful, but what he saw before him was too real. The ground was covered with mottled marks, and every detail was clearly visible.
Touching his cheek, Ye Xingchen clearly felt the warmth and dryness of his skin, and even the cultivation within his body, the unparalleled Saint Yuan Power exploded.
Then Ye Xingchen realized that his cultivation level had reached an unspeakable level of power!
It's as if the sky and the earth can collapse with a punch, and the sun and moon can be held by a palm!
Everything told Ye Xingchen that everything in front of him was real, without a trace of falsehood!
"Woo..."
Suddenly, an extremely loud but urgent battlefield horn sound suddenly sounded, instantly waking up everyone who was resting!
"No! The emergency horn sounded, something must have happened!"
Qin Moyu immediately woke up and stood up, and Xiao Shuyue also stood up. The two women stood side by side and looked at the end of the vast plain in front of them. Somewhere there, it was the place where the horn sounded!
"Woo...Woo...Woo..."
After the first horn sounded, eight more blasts continued!
"Nine sounds in a row! What... what exactly happened? Could it be that the enemies from Brother Zhao, Brother Mo, and Brother Duan launched a general attack?"
"No matter what happens, we must rush over. Where is the main battlefield, we cannot just watch!"
Qin Moyu made a quick decision and jumped out, followed by all the other disciples.
"What's wrong? Did the bloody battle last night hurt you?"
When Xiao Shuyue saw Ye Xingchen standing in such a daze, she immediately expressed concern.
Xiao Shuyue's voice echoed in front of him, looking at Xiao Shuyue's beautiful eyes with concern, Ye Xingchen. No matter how many puzzlements and doubts I had in my heart, they only turned into three words in the end.
"I'm fine."
"That's good, let's go."
At that moment, Xiao Shuyue took a step forward, followed closely by Ye Xingchen.
"Since it's not a dream or an illusion, it's useless no matter how hard you think about it. It's better to take a step at a time and see what's going on!"
Following Xiao Shuyue, Ye Xingchen's eyes flashed and he decided not to worry about whether he had fallen into an illusion, but chose to face it proactively.
He believed that if this was the content of the eighth-level trial, then everything would develop correctly, and he just needed to face it head-on.
Ye Xingchen stepped into the vast plain that was stained red with blood, looked at the corpses on the ground at close range, and suddenly felt something different.
Most of these corpses were disciples of Beidou Dao Jizong, but the remaining half looked inhuman!
They are said to be human-like because they do have human shapes and limbs. They are said to be inhuman because after death, only a bloody skin is left!
From this layer of blood skin, Ye Xingchen could feel an inexplicable and terrifying life fluctuation!
Weird, evil, dark!
It was as if this layer of their blood skin was their real body, and the flesh and blood wrapped in it was just a foreign thing.
And even though he was dead, Ye Xingchen could still feel an evil aura rising to the sky for a long time!
"What on earth is this? The demon clan under the Nine Netherworld?"
Ye Xingchen's figure is like the wind, but he keeps thinking because he is in a state of not knowing anything.
However, he could feel an incompatibility in these evil bloodskin, like a natural enemy!
It seems that these bloodskins have an undying hatred with their Beidou Dao Ji Sect, which can only be resolved by the complete death of one party.
"Boohoo!"
When Ye Xingchen and his group of thousands of people were galloping on the vast plains, more young disciples gathered from all directions, boundless. In just half a quarter of an hour, this group of people reached hundreds of thousands!
Ye Xingchen looked back and realized that the temporary camp he was just in actually had temporary camps of the same size in other directions, hundreds of them.
At the same time, Ye Xingchen discovered that whenever a young disciple came close to him, he would reveal a fiery and admiring look!
It seems that he has become a hero in their hearts.
This look made Ye Xingchen's eyes flash, and then he remembered what the two women had just said.
The thoughts in his heart turned around, and Ye Xingchen didn't miss any clues and began to think.
Hundreds of thousands of young monks were galloping on the vast plains like a torrent of steel. Everyone's speed was reaching the extreme, and they were all rushing towards the same destination.
At the same time, an extremely depressing and stormy atmosphere slowly spread, and everyone's face was very solemn, as if they were about to face something extremely terrible.
"That is……"
