Fang Hui looked at the man who had just spoken, and found that he was extremely handsome, with very long hair that dragged to the ground.
If you don't identify it carefully, you think he will be a woman, and the whole person is very quiet.
Sensing Fang Hui's gaze, the man turned his head and saluted Fang Hui slightly.
Fang returned the salute, this guy is quite good, he can feel the power of the rules, he should have comprehended something in the passage of the first level.
At this time, Gao Jin spoke: "Zuo Jun, I don't believe the others, but I believe your words, okay, I won't make a move." ” Gao Jin looked at Xie Jiande and Fang Hui, put down the cruel words and said, "You wait for me, let you go now, and then clean you up later." ” Gao Jin sat cross-legged on the ground and stopped talking, but some people's hearts were not at peace.
"Zuo Jun's ghost, Zuo Jun's devil who slaughtered ten sects overnight" "Isn't it a legend that he was rounded up by several ancestors of the Quartet Sect, has he already fallen, how could he appear here?"
"You see where he is, it is the area of the Quartet faction, it seems that he joined the Quartet faction, not only did he not die, but his strength has greatly improved."
"This guy is uncertain and moody, so let's be careful."
These warriors were obviously very jealous of Zuo Jun, and they labeled him as dangerous in their hearts.
Fang Hui heard the discussion of these martial artists, and couldn't help but have a few points higher evaluation of Zuo Jun.
Now Zuo Jun is very quiet, the whole person is in a state of emptiness, and there is no moody feeling at all.
This guy must have something extraordinary, otherwise he would not have been favored by the Quartet faction, let him join the faction and become an ancestor, and he would have been sealed.
Fang Hui withdrew his attention and refocused his attention on the snowflakes.
These colorful snowflakes are also a great tonic for his physical body, and they are of great benefit.
Fang Hui found that these snowflakes also contained the power of rules, which was an extremely special kind of rule energy, which could produce miraculous effects, so that Xie Jiande was reborn with a severed limb and his strength increased greatly.
This seems to be a generic rule that allows all warriors to benefit from it.
Fang Hui sensed it carefully, and corroborated it with what he had gained in the passage, and he comprehended more and more things in a while.
The time for comprehension always passed quickly, and by the time Fang came back to his senses, the snowflakes in the sky didn't know when they had stopped.
Fang Hui opened his eyes and saw that the other martial artists had already woken up from his meditation, and they were looking around with strange expressions at this time.
Fang Hui also looked around, his eyes were different, he didn't know when, the environment they were in had changed.
It's a big lake, no, it's more appropriate to say it's the sea.
The endless waves crash against the water, making a loud noise.
Fang Hui and they were all floating on the surface of the sea, and there was nothing around.
Fang Hui bent down and plunged his hands into the sea, feeling a chill.
"This is the real sea, not an illusion."
Everything here was so amazing that they had unknowingly come to a sea.
"This must be the place of the third level of trial, and we are about to have the final level of the trial."
After the cultivation just now, the current martial artists are full of energy and have reached the peak state.
Although there were countless casualties in the trial, those who could still stay were the elite of the elite, and they were the most powerful existences.
These people are eager to try and can't wait for the third level of the trial. has tasted such a great sweetness, and what life and death have already been put aside by them.
Boom Suddenly, there was a loud roar, and below the waves, it was as if a giant beast was about to go out to sea.
All of them flew high in a hurry and then looked warily at the sea.
Then they saw huge pieces of paper emerge from the sea.
When these pieces of paper came up, they brought out a huge amount of seawater, and suddenly the sea surface became very uncalm.
"Oh my God, what is this, huge pieces of drawing paper" How could there be such a huge drawing paper on the surface of the sea?
These drawing papers, the length, width and height do not know the geometry, they are boundless, they do not fly farther, and they cannot see the whole picture at all.
The paper was lying horizontally, but they fell down one after another, stepping on the paper as if they were stepping on the real ground.
The paper was so big that they couldn't see the whole picture, they could only see it densely, and the entire sea surface was obscured.
"Such a huge piece of drawing paper, it's like a piece of heaven and earth, what are these things?"
The drawing paper is really too big, even if a mountain range is placed on it, it is estimated that it will not be able to occupy it completely.
"Is this the content of the third level of the trial, what is it for, and what do we need to do?"
The warriors present all looked at each other, looking very dazed.
After a while, the huge pieces of paper began to tilt and slowly erected, like a barrier, across the boundless sea.
"One, two, three, forty-eight.
Eighteen sheets, there are eighteen sheets of paper. ” The drawing papers were erected, no longer connected to each other, and the warriors present could see the number of drawing papers, a full eighteen.
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When these pieces of paper were erected, they became even more huge, and even touched the sky.
"What is the drawing?"
The warriors looked at the drawing paper one after another, and finally saw the contents of the painting clearly.
What is recorded on the drawing paper is a very simple thing.
There is a painting with a flame burning brightly; One painting depicts a violent wind, blowing violently; In one painting, there are snowflakes in the sky.
In other paintings, there is a knife, a light, a color The most peculiar thing is that of the eighteen paintings, the middle one is a blank sheet of paper with nothing on it.
It's as if there's no painting, and it's as if it's painting something.
When all the paper was completely still, and there was not a trace of seawater on it, the emotionless voice came to mind again.
"There is a power in every painting, and if you comprehend a power, you can open the teleportation channel in the drawing paper, and each channel can only allow one warrior to leave."
The language is short, but the amount of information in it is not small at all.
"Only one martial artist is allowed to leave here in each passage, and there are only eighteen martial artists, which means that only eighteen people can leave here, is this the content of the trial of the third level?"
The warriors present all looked at each other a few times, and their nerves tensed.
There are 37 people in the field, but only 18 will leave, which means that 19 people will stay here forever.
Just by looking at this boundless sea, you know that this is an independent enclosed space, and if you can't get out, you can only wait for death.
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