Chu Jingzhe's mouth raised, and he sneered: "The killer of the Temple of Gods is really omnipresent. He took great pains to kill me, Mr. Chu!"

The man was stunned, but unexpectedly Chu Jingzhe could see through their identities at a glance.

In fact, it is not difficult for Chu Jingzhe to guess their identities. Although he has many enemies, no matter the three ancient families in Qingtian City, the Heavenly Demon Palace, or some ethnic groups in Xiling Beast Mountain, or even the Zixiao Holy Land that he had just offended, they all want to kill him quickly.

However, he was too familiar with this method, body technique, and even the aura on his body, and he would never be faked.

"Hmph! My Temple of the Gods Slaughter once swears bloodily that I want to kill all the disciples in the back mountain, and you are the first to be hit!" Seeing that the killer was exposed, he simply stopped hiding it.

Chu Jingzhe nodded without comment and said, "It's a pity that you failed. I wonder if you are ready to be killed by me?"

The killer looked at the sword formation that turned it into a cage, and his heart was cold. Although Chu Jingzhe was seriously injured, the chance of killing him was still very small.

Although as a killer, he was ready to die before every mission, it did not mean that they were willing to die.

Therefore, after knowing that there was no way out, he could only choose to give it a try. However, when the three of them joined forces to attack, they could not kill Chu Jingzhe, let alone Chu Jingzhe has already reacted now.

With sword energy coming, the killer died on the spot, and his corpse was gone.

When Ding Yi, Yuan Gang, Jin Ao and others passed the level, they were stunned when they saw Chu Jingzhe, whose clothes were soaked in blood.

"Shaozun, what's going on?" Yuan Gang rushed up and asked.

Chu Jingzhe smiled and said disrespectfully: "I met a few minions from the Temple of Slaughtering God!"

Although they passed the level, they were not easy and were all seriously injured. Relatively speaking, Ding Yi's injuries were relatively mild.

After all, he has been here, and his own talent is there.

However, after this training, I have also benefited a lot.

"The previous level is a refinement of spiritual consciousness, which is a great opportunity, but it is also extremely dangerous. Everyone thinks it clearly!" Ding Yi warned.

The group nodded and moved forward again. After a short while, they came to the next level. At this time, they were not far from the top of Jianshan.

The first three levels are sword formations, the fourth level is the great way to temper the body, and this level is to temper the spiritual consciousness.

A team of tens of thousands of people was eliminated in the first three levels, and a part of them were eliminated in the fourth level. Not many people arrived at the fifth level, only a few hundred people.

Most of these hundreds of people are the younger generation of monsters. As for those who are older, they are also not weak in talent, and most of them are at the middle level of the holy realm.

Chu Jingzhe raised his eyes and glanced around. He found that there were only a few old students left in the three academies, including Yuan Gang, Xiao Yutang, Jin Ao, Kong Xuan, Sanque Taoist, Zui Qianchou and Lin Eixe.

Wanjian Pavilion is about ten disciples led by Ding Yi, Lin Aoxue and others. Cheng Yuan was originally qualified to arrive here, but he was injured in the previous battle and did not enter the sword tomb.

After reaching this level, everyone did not rush forward because everyone knew the level of danger.

Many people even decided to practice here and comprehend the will of the sword.

However, more people are ready to move. After all, they have all come here, and the peak of Jianshan is already close to you. If you give up, you will be really unwilling to accept it.

A man in the middle level of the holy realm slowly walked forward holding a long sword.

Obviously, he was ready to take the risk.

I saw him step by step and move forward step by step. Suddenly, a sword light flashed in the void and headed straight for his eyebrows.

The sword light was extremely bright, as fast as lightning, and it penetrated into the man's eyebrows in the blink of an eye.

This sword light is specifically targeting the attack of spiritual consciousness, and physical means cannot resist it at all.

"boom……"

The middle-aged man only felt a giant sword appearing in his mind, which was extremely sharp and domineering, slashing towards his spiritual incarnation.

The man was shocked and activated his spiritual incarnation to meet him.

With a loud bang, the huge collision made his entire sea of ​​consciousness turbulent, and his spiritual incarnation was directly cut into two sections by the sword light.

"ah……"

The man screamed and his body retreated continuously. It was not until he left that area that the sword energy in the sea of ​​consciousness retreated voluntarily.

The middle-aged man had a ferocious face, his eyebrows were bleeding constantly, his whole body looked crazy, and his eyes were filled with fear.

The sword energy was so terrifying. If he hadn't retreated fast enough just now, he might have fallen at this moment.

This drastic change made many people at the scene nervous.

The scene was even more in silence, and the empty platform ahead gave people a feeling of being facing a great enemy.

Similarly, the experience of the mid-level powerful man in the holy realm made many monks who were still hesitating whether to pass the level and began to retreat, and they had already begun to retreat in their hearts and decided to stay here to understand.

Although there may be better luck ahead, they did not lose their minds. They knew clearly in their minds that taking this step would be very likely to die on the spot.

After a long time, everyone gradually recovered. A strong man at the peak of the holy realm took a deep breath and walked out.

He comes from the Wanjie Hall in Zhongzhou, named Wantianhe, and is the most dazzling genius in Wanjie Hall in a thousand years. Even the head of Wanjie Hall was confirmed many years ago and asked him to take over the Wanjie Hall.

He is one of the top monsters among the geniuses of that generation, and is many times dazzling than Wan Pengtao of this generation.

Moreover, he is about to be three hundred years old. If he missed this opportunity, he would never have the chance to enter the sword tomb in his life.

For a sword cultivator like him, it will be the biggest regret in his life.

So, even though he knew it was very dangerous, he still walked out.

Just like before, Wan Tianhe didn't walk a few steps away, and a sword energy that specialized in killing the divine consciousness directly penetrated into his eyebrows.

Soon, his eyebrows began to bleed, but he did not retreat, and as the light flashed between his eyebrows, the sword energy was finally shattered.

"Has it been successful?" someone from behind asked in shock.

However, this was not the case. The moment Wan Tianhe and his footsteps moved, another sword energy slashed and sank into his eyebrows again.

This sword energy is more terrifying and sharper than before.

Although he finally shattered this sword energy, his spiritual consciousness became extremely dim. At this moment, he had already walked most of the distance from the platform, and he could pass the level by just a few steps forward.

However, these steps are very dangerous.

At this moment, Wan Tianhe took out a small jade bottle, opened the bottle plug, and poured the liquid inside into his mouth.
Chapter completed!