Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Floating clouds and morning dew passed by like a white horse, and time was quickly pulled to the Immortal Gate Trial.

The trial is divided into three days.

The first day is a competition of spells and formations, the second day is a competition of martial arts skills, and the third day is the trial of illusion.

Hundreds of immortal sects each led their disciples to the Dusheng Gate to participate. The content of the illusion trial was decided by the elders of the Dusheng Gate, and no one knew what the content was.

Jiang Que participated because he didn't want to disappoint the Demon King. He got through the first two levels by playing badly and his results were average.

Until the illusion trial.

After entering through the portal, disciples from various sects were scattered throughout the illusion, and Jiang Que also separated from Yan Hui.

There is a large screen outside the venue that monitors the behavior of the disciples in the illusion at any time. If there is danger or you feel you can't get through, you can crush the crystal ball in your hand.

The first thing Jiang Que did when he arrived was to find a wife.

But an illusion is always an illusion, and the scenes encountered by each person will be different.

Jiang Que landed in the dilapidated yard of a farmer's house. The surroundings were eerily quiet. Almost as soon as he landed, countless vengeful spirits turned into black shadows and attacked him densely.

Jiang Que didn't even use his hands to make hand gestures. Those things seemed to have hit an invisible barrier before they got close to him. In an instant, they disappeared like moths to a flame, without even a bone left.

As soon as he landed, he was attacked. The elders who were watching the big screen outside the venue were talking about it. Whose disciple was this? His cultivation was so great that he didn't even need to fight.

In the crowd, Tang Qia straightened her clothes. Her master, who always lay down or leaned, actually sat up straight.

She wasn't bragging. If it weren't for Old Ten's hiding his abilities the past two days, who knows who would have taken first place.

However, seeing that Jiang Que was not doing any quest and was running around the map after leaving the village, Tang Qia straightened up her body and shrank back again.

Well, I’m looking for his wife.

This guy has no intention of competing, he just came in to join the crowd.

Not long after Yanhui landed, he was also besieged.

But they were not the monsters in the illusion, but other disciples of the immortal sect.

I don’t know what magic weapon they used to block the big screen so that people outside couldn’t see what was happening on their side. More than 20 people surrounded Yanhui.

Some people heard that his power increased greatly after he formed a Taoist relationship with Jiang Que, and that his physique was special, making him an excellent cauldron. They came here just to try the taste of this excellent male cauldron to improve their cultivation.

In a sect of immortal cultivators, cultivation is everything. Anything that can improve cultivation is bound to be snatched away, causing a bloody storm.

They had made a lot of preparations for this trial.

And among these people, some came for revenge.

They are the group of people who formed a group to bully Yanhui and were driven down the mountain after being discovered by Tang Qia. They are all good brothers who grew up together.

As a result, he was driven out of the Dusheng Gate and was ambushed by the demons on the way. They crushed the elixir and threw it into the woods to feed the monsters. When they got the news and went to look for it, only a piece of eaten remains was left.

They didn't dare to look for the demons, nor could they kill the monsters, so they could only vent their anger on Yanhui.

He took advantage of the rumors about him that could help him improve his cultivation and found a group of idiots to help him.

Yanhui had only recently learned the immortal arts, and although he had a high level of comprehension, his body was still that of a demon. The two techniques were mutually reinforcing and counteracting. Yanhui did not dare to use his demonic energy to resist the attacks of this group of people, and could only use the spiritual power he had just cultivated to withstand it.

Too many stationery.

This group of people came prepared, and their magical weapons were clanging towards Yanhui from all directions.

Yanhui was knocked to the ground and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I heard that you have only been in the Dusheng Sect for half a year, but you have been able to hold out in our hands for so long. You are really a good seedling. No wonder that good-for-nothing Immortal Lord Kuhunxie likes you so much. You can make Jiang Que, a useless guy, improve his cultivation by leaps and bounds. How good must your body feel."

About twenty people surrounded the young man who was lying on the ground and vomiting blood, and pressed forward step by step.

The young man propped himself up and leaned against a big tree behind him. A flash of scarlet flashed in his dark eyes. He hid his palms behind his back, accumulating demonic energy.