On the Chengtian Sword Platform, Daoqing and others looked at Yang Yi who had disappeared in the void and Ding Guang, who had been cut into pieces, sighed inexplicably, with a little lonely expression.

Five days later, various seals and Dao runes on Tianming Cave were invalid, Daoqing took out the Sun God Sword, and the battle of Tianming Cave became a taboo in Kunlun.

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Tianyang Continent, the southern desert has 100,000 mountains.

Yang Yi, who was covered in blood, lay motionless by a stream. The clear and clear stream water flowed by him, and the gurgling sound was refreshing. The ancient trees around the stream were towering. In the early days of the rising sun, dewdrops were still hanging on the unknown five-leaf weeds on the ground.

Everything is so peaceful and beautiful.

I don’t know how long it took, two women, three men and five figures slowly walked here by the stream.

"Hey, there's someone here."

A melodious voice sounded, and one of the women in a luxurious and wide-sleeved purple dress suddenly whispered.

The woman is about 28 years old, with a long black glow that can be seen. There is only a green jade hairpin on it, which is simple but not lacking in grandeur. Judging from her appearance, the oval face has an extremely pure and exquisite look.

"Ah, I'm beaten like this, are you dead? What about his teammates? You won't all die, right?" said another pretty woman among the five, with her big eyes full of curiosity.

"I haven't died yet, and I don't have a desolate order on my body."

A man in a short-sleeved cloth shirt was already squatting in front of Yang Yi and checking.

"Strange, the body is covered with blood and wounds, but no blood flows out again. And judging from its qi and blood, it is obviously extremely vigorous." The man in the short-dressed man muttered to himself without raising his head.

"Hey, Yang Yi, what's going on?" the pretty woman said anxiously.

"It's nothing big, come here, come and give him a water therapy." Yang Yi, a man in the short shirt, said to the pretty woman.

"Hmph, Yang Yi will call me when he dies." The pretty woman rolled her eyes and glanced at Yang Yi.

Then a ray of water-blue light lit up in her hand, and there was a tiny flow of vitality, full of infinite vitality.

"Let's go ahead, let's not talk about who this person is. In this Trial Valley, all the people and squads and squads are our enemies and competitors. Doing so is not like asking for trouble."

Suddenly, a handsome man in a luxurious purple robe stood up and stopped him.

"That's right, I think what Mr. Wang Yan said makes sense. This person shouldn't be saved." The last man of the five said, and after that, he looked at the handsome man with a flattering look, but he looked a little unpleasant, with a sharp-mouthed and monkey cheeks.

"Zhao Qian, do it." Yang Yi frowned, still not looking up, but just said lightly.

"No, Yang Yi, you have the final say in this team alone. Don't think that your Qi Refining Level 9 is great. Mr. Wang Yan and Miss Zi Yu are both Qi Refining Level 9." The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said angrily.

The handsome man Wang Yan said nothing, but just glanced at Yang Yi, and seemed to agree with the sharp-mouthed man's words.

"Okay, there are exactly five people, let's vote." Yang Yi stood up and looked straight at the pointed-mouthed man, his words were still dull.

"I don't agree to the treatment." The pointed-mouthed man shouted.

"Everyone knows my opinion and agrees to treat it." Yang Yi spread his hands.

"I agree." Zhao Qian raised her hand and said carelessly.

"I think the treatment is not appropriate." Wang Yan glanced at Yang Yi and Zi Yu and said softly.

Two to two, and in the end everyone turned their attention to the gorgeous and dignified Zi Yu.

"Save it, it's fate to meet you. Besides, we have three people at the Ninth Level of Qi Refining, but it is said that they are the highest combat power selected in this trial. Even if he is at the heyday of the Ninth Level of Qi Refining, we are not afraid of anything."

Zi Yu looked at everyone and said softly, saying that his words were reasonable and it was hard for others to refute anything.

"Okay, then I'll cast a spell." Zhao Qian glanced at everyone, and the blue water light in her hand sprinkled out, slowly falling on Yang Yi.

As the water-blue light penetrated, the terrifying scars on Yang Yi were healing at a visible speed. In just a moment, the terrifying wounds on his body disappeared, and his skin became smooth again, and no scar was left.

Whether it was the wound healing or the reason why the water-blue light poured into the body, Yang Yi, in a coma, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the people around him in a vague manner.

"Are you awake? Where is your companion?" Yang Yi smiled slightly when he saw Yang Yi wake up.

However, Yang Yi did not speak, but his face changed slightly unnaturally, and in an instant he returned to the same as before.

He looked at the people in front of him with some special clothes and was already filled with shock in his heart. He found that these people were speaking a language that he had never heard of.

He was sure that this was not the language of the human world, nor the common language of the six realms, nor even the native or ancient language of the five realms of gods, immortals, demons, demons, ghosts.

Over the past eighteen years, Yang Yi has read countless classics in Kunlun Immortal Sect, including the other five realms of classics.

For these things, he even learned all the languages ​​and divine texts of the six realms.

At this moment, he heard this completely unfamiliar language and the waves in his heart were uncontrollably aroused, and it might not be within the six realms.

However, he did not rush to verify, but pointed at his ear and his mouth in a daze.

"Oh, is it a deaf and disabled person?"

The pretty Zhao Qian covered her little mouth and suddenly said in surprise.

The others also reacted at this time and looked at Yang Yi with surprise. What did this person say? He was disabled and had to participate in the trial selection of Huang Shen Sect.

Yang Yi didn't say anything, but his mind kept wandering in his body.

After a moment, a hint of joy appeared on his face uncontrollably. For some reason, not only did he feel a sense of qi in his body, but also a faint flow of true qi.

Yang Yi knew that it was the Xuanyang energy produced by the Xuanyang magic that had been hard to practice for more than ten years.

"The qi of Xuanyang is like elixir blood, and has a burning sensation. It is the power of the extreme yang, which can increase the magical powers of the Fire Spirit Taoism and contain all kinds of mysteries."

Yang Yi silently recalled various descriptions of Xuanyang's aura in his heart, compared with the trace of red aura that was wandering in his body.

"It must be the Xuanyang energy, I can finally practice."

Yang Yi was in a state of excitement. His long-cherished wish for more than ten years was fulfilled. Even if he was in a good mood, he couldn't help but feel excited.

However, there are more important things to do now. Facing a few people who are in such a strange environment, he cannot and cannot study and practice with peace of mind.

Yang Yi stood up, bowed to the few people and then pointed to the dense forest ahead. In fact, he felt the power and vitality of water in his body, and knew that it must be these five people who cast spells to help him.

Yang Yi and others naturally understood what Yang Yi meant, but nodded slightly. They knew that Yang Yi wanted to continue moving forward by themselves. Of course, they did not mean to keep Yang Yi. What Wang Yan said made sense. The two were still in a competitive relationship, and the trial did not allow an alliance between their teams.
Chapter completed!