Chapter 870 The Strong Eat the Weak, Two Choices
There are three other people, all hey a few times, showing malicious eyes.
The old man in gray was a little dissatisfied, pointed at Yang Qingxuan, and said angrily: "Boy, how did you see through my illusion?"
"Tell me first, who are you?" Yang Qingxuan said calmly, standing with his hands behind his back.
"Hmph, this kid is a bit crazy, with such an arrogant look, he is doomed to die!" The green-robed man said coldly: "What nonsense, kill him directly, so as not to waste time, let the prey behind him come and run away. "
The old man in gray reached out to stop the four of them, and said stubbornly: "No, I must find out!" He stared at Yang Qingxuan viciously, and shouted: "Say it!"
Yang Qingxuan glanced at him and said, "Are you deaf? Answer my question first."
Huazhang and others were all shocked. Yang Qingxuan's words like this would undoubtedly irritate the other party, and the five people in front of him were all heavenly figures, and they should be the strong ones left before. Thinking of this, my palms are sweating, and I am fully alert.
The gray-clothed old man was furious, but he still suppressed his emotions, and said in a cold voice: "Okay, I'll let you all understand! We are warriors who entered the trial before, and we don't plan to go out. We just practice here. Newcomers come in every year When the time comes, I will kill some prey and collect some things. The world here is full of aura, but the material and spirit stones are relatively scarce."
"So that's how it is." Yang Qingxuan asked again: "Are there many bandits like you?"
"Hey." The gray-clothed old man grinned grimly and said, "For those who don't want to go out, 70% to 80% will go this way. Because there are no sources of supply of artifacts, pills, items, and spirit stones, to put it bluntly. , you newcomers are the source of goods."
"Hey, haha." The other four also grinned grimly.
"Understood." Yang Qingxuan said: "The last question, how many people are left in this trial place?"
The gray-clothed old man thought for a while, and said, "I'm not sure, there will be tens of thousands of people."
Yang Qingxuan frowned, and the rest of the ferryman disciples were also surprised, they didn't expect so many.
The gray-clothed old man said: "Someone comes in every year, someone stays every year, who knows. There are even signs of gang formation. This place is completely equivalent to a world. If the years continue to evolve, it is very likely to become thirty The thirty-fourth day in three days."
"Hmph, it's rare to see. There are so many outlanders like this in thirty-three days. If they could evolve into one realm, they would have already reached hundreds of realms." Yuan Kui sneered.
"Huh? This kid is also a heavenly figure, and has some knowledge. It seems that he should be a disciple of a famous family, and he should have a lot of good things on him." Seeing the gray-clothed old man being bullied, the green-robed man didn't get angry, but his eyes lit up Come.
Yuan Kui's face changed slightly, and he snorted coldly.
The old man in gray gave Yuan Kui a cold look, turned his gaze back to Yang Qingxuan, and said, "Now you should tell me how to see through my illusion."
Yang Qingxuan nodded, pointed to a swampy depression below, and said, "First of all, I have practiced a kind of spiritual power, which is relatively sharp. There are seven corpses in that depression, and they died not long ago."
The faces of the five people changed slightly, and they all looked stunned.
Yang Qingxuan withdrew his hand, put it behind his back, and continued: "If that's the case, I might think that those seven people died by venturing into the swamp. But the moment I stopped, I smelled something in the air. The diffuse faint blood energy is very slight, and it is difficult to detect it when flying in the air. So I concluded that there must be danger, and the danger is not from the swamp, but from the void."
The gray-clothed old man thought for a while, and praised: "Yes, this inference is very reasonable. It seems that there is no flaw in my black evil spirit transformation technique, but you guessed something wrong by making side-steps." The old man breathed a sigh of relief, Show a comfortable smile.
Yang Qingxuan nodded and said: "Indeed, if I hadn't happened to see those seven corpses, I'm afraid you would have already plotted against them. I also want to ask, have you seen a team of hundreds of people passing by before?"
The old man in gray squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Yes, but there are too many of them. Let's think about it and forget it. Let's pick some soft persimmons."
Yang Qingxuan said: "So, I'm relieved that the direction is correct. Now, will you let us pass, or lie down in the swamp like those seven people?"
Everyone was taken aback, and the tense atmosphere instantly condensed and became silent.
"Huh? What are you talking about? I have bad ears, so I can't hear you clearly." The old man in gray opened his mouth wide, showing a look of dumbfounding.
"If your ears are not good, it's usually because your brain has water. Let me clean up the waste water in your brain first."
Yang Qingxuan sneered, his body swayed strangely, and then shot up, and the next moment he appeared in front of the old man, and he was already the body of a black dragon, and he grabbed it with five fingers.
"Hey!" The old man was taken aback. In the past, when hunting newcomers, the other party was full of despair and pleading. Some of the stubborn ones were forced into a desperate situation and died together. Like this, they said that the other party's brain was flooded, and they shot if they didn't agree with each other. Yes, it's the first time I've encountered it.
The other four were also stunned for a moment, unable to react for a while.
Yang Qingxuan's sharp claws swayed in front of the old man, and the cold wind hit, the old man's face and neck were covered with bloodstains. Only then did he react, gasped, and acted hastily in fright.
The old man twisted his body strangely, and put his hands in a strange posture. Countless air currents swirled around, and he felt like a fish in water in his hands. True essence and air currents mixed together to form a surge, defending in front of him.
"boom!"
Yang Qingxuan's claw directly penetrated into the gushing current, tearing it apart. The powerful dragon energy broke through the cyclone instantly, and dragon patterns were squeezed out, shaking the old man's chest.
"puff!"
The old man couldn't hold it back, spat out a big mouthful of blood, and took several steps back in the air.
Only then did Yang Qingxuan put away the dragon claws, turned back into a human body, and said with a sneer, "Seeing that you have spit out a lot of water, are your ears much better now?"
The old man's mouth was full of blood, and he was horrified. He looked down at his chest in disbelief.
The other four people and the ferryman's disciples were also shocked.
Yuan Kui's face was gloomy, his eyes flickering.
"Just stepped into the small heaven, how can you be so strong?" Another person was shocked.
"This kid has the blood of the black dragon. I'm afraid he has suppressed the realm for a long time. Once he rushed to the heavenly position, he directly reached the peak of the early stage of the small heavenly position." The eyes of the green-robed man burst into murderous aura.
"Even if you are at the peak of the early stage of the small heaven, it is impossible to injure Mr. He with one move! He broke through to the middle stage of the small heaven half a year ago!" The man still couldn't believe it.
Yang Qingxuan stood there quietly, with his hands behind his back, with a cold expression on his face.
These five people are all cultivation bases of Xiaotian rank, the strongest is this man in green robe, and he is only in the late stage of Xiaotian rank, the other three and He Lao are all in the middle stage of Xiaotian rank.
After stepping into the realm of heaven and the Eucharist, his piercing eyes became spiritual, and when he saw the five people for the first time, he could see through their cultivation.