The Peerless Dragon of Tang Sect Shocks the World

Chapter 380 Trial ()

The energy of heaven and earth in the main hall was so strong that it almost condensed into a mist.

Under strong pressure, a large amount of soul power in the human body will be consumed, and at the same time, the speed of absorbing external energy will increase significantly.

This is not only a capital verification, but also a good way to improve your strength.

There are many benefits in laying a solid foundation, increasing soul power concentration, broadening meridians, strengthening Dantian, etc.

Ning Tian and Wang Dong'er also looked surprised when they heard this.

This is an extremely powerful mimicry training ground!

Or the kind that comes with its own gear adjustment.

The one hundred and fifty meters from the first step to the center point is the coercive ladder for Soul Saint to reach the peak of the ninety-eighth level.

Where can I find such a coercive environment?

Even if you have a strong person with great strength, you can occasionally release coercion to assist in your training.

But how can a strong person follow a junior to help him practice every day? I also felt awkward.

Moreover, with such strong heaven and earth energy, even the best of their respective sects can only do so.

Ning Tian's happy eyes narrowed, and a shallow pear dimple appeared.

Traveling is just to see different scenery.

At this rate, my father will be surprised the next time he comes home.

The old man stopped his sacrificial dance, walked up to Jiang Shuo, and gestured for a while.

Mu Xue stood up and translated at the right time, "It says that everyone here is qualified to participate in the trial."

"But the temple is most optimistic about you, followed by me, and third by Wang Qiu'er."

"I hope we work hard."

Jiang Shuo couldn't help but smile after hearing this.

It’s not surprising that he likes Mu Xue.

What's going on with him and Wang Qiu'er?

Aren't you afraid of conflicting attributes? How can the ultimate golden thunder inherit the ice god's divinity?

Jiang Shuo ignored the old man's attentiveness and turned to look at the other three girls.

"Then let's take a look at this training ground."

"Everyone should try their own tolerance level first."

"You just need to practice while I look for food and fresh water resources for you."

Mu Xue asked in astonishment: "Aren't you together?"

The other three people also turned their attention.

"I'll try. Didn't I just walk from the beginning to the end?" Jiang Shuo shrugged.

"You just have to practice wholeheartedly, and leave the rest to me."

Mu Xue's delicate willow leaves and phoenix eyes were startled.

Immediately, I understood immediately.

Jiang Shuo wanted to remove himself from the eyes of the heroic spirit in the temple and focus on her.

In this way, the most qualified trialist disappears, and attention will naturally fall on her.

Suddenly thinking about it, Mu Xue's heart was touched, and she looked at the young man with eyes as thick as water.

The man she chose was even willing to give up the opportunity in front of her...

You must know that this godhead does not belong to inheritance, it is already semi-created.

As long as you can obtain that godhead, you will have a vague hope for thousands of years.

He could have become a god on his own and then brought her up, but he gave up.

Jiang Shuo was shocked by Mu Xue biting her lip.

"what happened?"

"fine……"

Jiang Shuo was stunned for a moment and stopped asking, asking everyone to prepare to test their own abilities.

The big white goose volunteered to step forward.

She was not allowed to use soul skills, and she was still a high-level soul emperor.

A blue soul burst out and filled his body, and then he couldn't wait to move his left foot wearing a white boot into the icy blue light and shadow.

In the first thirty meters, under the pressure of the junior and middle-level soul saints, Big White Goose felt relaxed.

From the 40th to the 50th meter, the high-level Soul Saint was under pressure, and the girl felt a little bit of pressure.

At sixty meters, Wang Donger's white forehead began to sweat and she was breathing slightly.

At this point, Contra is already under pressure.

Five meters further forward, her slender legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

Wang Dong'er had no choice but to stop thinking about continuing to walk, and slowly sat down cross-legged, running the meridians in her body and adjusting her soul power to resist, so as to stay here as long as possible.

<divclass="contentadv">Seeing her stop at sixty-five meters, with tulip-colored hair and an aura like a white tulip, the innocent and noble Ning Tian probably knew what she was doing.

When he reached fifty-five meters, he chose to stop.

He also crossed his legs and used his nine-color soul power to resist the pressure.

Wang Qiuer and Mu Xue looked at each other, and finally stepped forward first.

She moved her long legs into the icy blue light and shadow, and the light golden soul power emerged.

One step is ten meters.

The icy blue light and shadow, which seemed to be suppressed by the power of the Soul Saint, was in front of her, like a deserted land.

He crossed eighty meters in the blink of an eye.

Step out of the coercive area of ​​high-level Contra and enter the peak Contra.

The speed of the golden dragon girl began to slow down, and her movements were slightly slower.

With little golden dragons hanging around her body appearing on the body surface, Qiu'er's originally leisurely movements began to become a little tense under Jiang Shuo's naked eyes.

boom!

The female warrior with peerless posture stepped into the pressure zone of the titled Douluo.

And her realm is the elementary level of Soul Saint that she has just broken through.

Finally, Qiu'er stopped moving.

Stopped at one hundred and five meters.

Under Jiang Shuo's surprised gaze, Xue Nu immediately took a step forward.

Compared to the golden dragon girl who was wearing a strong suit and thin armor, Senior Sister Mu was wearing a white and light dress, and her feet were not long combat boots, but white embroidered shoes.

It's also different from Wang Qiuer's arrogant and domineering way of breaking away from the shackles.

Snowflakes scattered around the Snow Girl's body. Every time she landed lightly, a layer of white frost formed on the ground, and she could advance ten meters.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Qiuer, who was far ahead, was drawn closer.

After a moment, he stepped into the pressure zone of the 100-meter titled Douluo.

Wang Qiuer stared at her, but Mu Xue didn't look at her and took a step past her.

Until it stopped at 115 meters.

At this time, the snow girl glanced back casually and slightly raised her white and tender chin.

The speechless gaze seemed to say.

Ten meters longer than you.

"..."

Wang Qiuer's mouth twitched slightly and she bit her back molars.

Cursing secretly, he turned away and ignored it, then crossed his legs and began to practice soul power.

……

They are all unparalleled geniuses.

You don’t need to be reminded by others about practicing.

They rushed to sit and meditate. This sitting lasted for three days.

After Jiang Shuo sat cross-legged and guarded the palace gate for a while, he was ready to perform his duties and go out to find food.

After exiting the huge palace gate, you can see the boundless sea of ​​ice.

Since there is living water, there will be no shortage of food.

I caught a few delicious snow sturgeons and salmon, and dozens of jumping ice shrimps.

He left the snow and fog formation again and went to the snowfield outside to find some edible plants.

The snowfield was very large, but very barren. After searching for a while, I found some anemone and snow lilies growing on the high cliffs.

On the way back, we were about to enter the snow and fog formation.

Several figures entered Jiang Shuo's sight.

Wearing an eye-catching fiery red leather jacket, with a burning soul power aura, she is a young girl who is not very old, about twenty years old.

Looking closer, Jiang Shuo unexpectedly saw a semi-familiar person among them.

Isn’t she Chu Huang, the saint of Jiuque Sect?

Counting the days, it seemed that it was indeed time to return from the Mingdu Soul Master Competition.

Jiang Shuo stepped forward and looked at the people in front of him who were frowning anxiously.

Chu Huang's eyes turned to the young Zhuo Ran who was walking slowly through the air.

After focusing his sight, his slightly narrowed eyes suddenly widened.

"Why...why are you here?"