On Taixu Peak of Lingshan, an old man with white beard looked at the sky with his hands behind his back. His eyes were deep and his expression was very calm. This was the first time he discovered that someone was looking at him, and his eyes were so serious and complicated.

"interesting?"

The stone statue carved is very similar to him, but few people know that this stone statue is a statue of the founder of Lingshan Mountain.

In the Xuanmen Illusion Realm, Cuihua and Zhang Xiaobao successfully walked out. But they waited for a long time but could not see Su Xiaoqi.

"It seems like another loser."

There was a lot of discussion outside the formation, and a group of guys who wanted Su Xiaoqi to be slapped to death by the evil boy finally felt a sigh of anger in their hearts.

"This guy is not so lucky, right?" Chen Hai spat.

After time passed, two white-clothed disciples were required to enter the formation and carry him out. Chu Zhaonan and another junior brother went in together, but they soon walked out in confusion. They did not lift Su Xiaoqi out.

"Elders Qibing, that kid is safe and sound."

Chu Zhaonan replied truthfully: "He stayed in the illusion formation and refused to come out."

"What?"

"No."

"This is impossible?"

"Is this guy okay?"

When Chu Zhaonan said that, he exploded in the square like a bolt from the blue. Not only did the disciples who came to participate in the exam explode, but even the disciples of Zhufeng said it was incredible.

The two ancestors who presided over the second level of the exam, Benchu ​​and Qin Yang, also looked disbelieving.

"The True Fantasy Mysterious Sect Formation is to use the illusion to test the nature of the disciple. It's incredible that this kid can not only break the illusion but also stay in the big array leisurely?"

Qin Yang asked Benchu, who was looking dark, and said, "My junior brother, what do you think?"

Benchu ​​shook his head and said to himself, "It's hard to see what kind of adventure this guy has experienced."

"I am a junior brother."

Qin Yang was a little surprised and said, "It's hard to know this son."

Benchu ​​looked embarrassed, remembering the great humiliation in front of Huamanlou, the Eastern European city. Benchu ​​really wanted to dismember Su Xiaoqi to Wuma. But he was so embarrassed to say this kind of thing in person. They were all a group of Lingshan ancestors who were very proud of their age.

"Boy, you still recognize me."

In the Zhenfan Xuanmen Formation, the stone statue suddenly came alive.

Su Xiaoqi was looking around the stone statue. The surface of the stone statue was smooth and round, and when it reached out, it felt a cold feeling penetrated into the body. The stone statue seemed to have a trace of natural spiritual energy swimming.

Su Xiaoqi determined that the stone statue was an extremely rare natural spirit stone. He held the broken sword and knocked it left and looked right, trying to cut off one of the old man's arm or one of his legs. Or found a gap and then used the Demon Sect's "Stealing Heaven" technique to suck the spiritual energy. So when the old man suddenly spoke, you can imagine how surprised Su Xiaoqi was.

If it weren't for his firm mind, Su Xiaoqi would have slapped his butt on the ground. Even so, he was still frightened and took three steps back.

"Wow! Oh my god!"

Su Xiaoqi patted his heart and took a few breaths: "Why are you alive?"

The white-bearded old man squinted his eyes and looked at Su Xiaoqi: "You are lucky. You can survive even if you meet a hundred-year-old black dragon. Where is that little guy?"

After hearing the old man say this, Su Xiaoqi suddenly realized. No wonder he thought the old man looked so familiar. It turned out that they had met him early in the morning. In the valley below the Longyuan River, it was the colorful tiger that the old man helped him drive away with his sleeves.

"So it's you!"

They are all old acquaintances, and Su Xiaoqi felt relieved: "Sorry, I think you look so familiar?"

"Huh!"

The old man looked at Su Xiaoqi's physique and suddenly said seriously: "Your physique is, this is the body of a dragon."

"I thought you must be a dead body. I didn't expect that you not only did not die, but also obtained the power of the dragon body by chance. It's really incredible. It's weird, it's really weird."

The old man stared at Su Xiaoqi's body and said a few strange words, without any concealment of his envy and admiration in his words.

"What holy body."

Su Xiaoqi couldn't understand what the old man said, and he greeted the old man very well and said, "Old man, who are you? Could it be that they killed you and built it in a stone?"

Su's stingy ideas are all kinds of strange, and it is difficult for the old man to keep up with his thinking.

"But, why are you alive again?"

Su Xiaoqi was puzzled: "Anyway, you are a life-saving kindness to me. I, Su Xiaoqi, are also a man who stands tall. As long as you speak, I will definitely rescue you."

A strange look came from the white-bearded old man's eyes: "Really?"

“That’s natural.”

Su Xiaoqiu said with great courage: "A gentleman's words are hard to chase after four horses."

The old man looked at Su Xiaoqi, not thinking that Su Xiaoqi seemed to be joking.

"You boy is not bad in nature. But you are willful and will be indistinguishable from evil spirits in your heart. You will definitely bring you great disasters in the future."

"Here comes again, come again."

Su Xiaoqi was a little impatient: "What are the good and evil? I am a disciple of a sweeping mate in Lingshan. These good and evil things are really not enough to beat me."

"I said earlier that the Demon Sect is not necessarily all bad people. Not all good people are in the righteous way."

"We should be loyal and be loyal. As long as we have kindness to us, we will repay us. If the other party tries every means to die, who he is? And if he is right or wrong, I will slap him to death with one sword."

Listening to Su Xiaoqi's big fallacies, the old man was stunned. He seemed to think what he was right, but it seemed that there was something wrong with it.

"Tell me this to you."

Su Xiaoqi was not stupid. After thinking about it, he guessed the old man’s supreme identity: “Although I am just a disciple of the sweeping mate in Lingshan now. If there are evil outsiders coming, we must not say a word of nonsense. Fuck the guy and rushed out directly.”

"We are not that person with no conscience. We know who treats us well. Although Lingshan does not regard me as a disciple, this is still our master after all, living and practicing here. This is our home."

The old man's serious expression quietly turned, and he stared at Su Xiaoqi to see if what he said was really from the sincerity.

Su Xiaoqi looked natural, talking and laughing, and stretched out his arm to put it on the old man's shoulder with a strange smile: "Old immortal, when I saw you the first time I saw you, I could tell that you are a living Bodhisattva, a true god."

The old man didn't see anything from Su Xiaoqi, but now he felt that he was a little embarrassed to protect himself. This kid must be making some tricks.

"You must have some spiritual stones, spiritual medicines, swords and other treasures."

Su Xiaoqi praised with a flattering look on his face: "We are all so familiar with each other. Don't be stingy, please give me some treasures."

“How many items?”

The old man finally rolled his eyes: "How many do you want?"

Su Xiaoqiban pulled his finger and said, "Give me five or six pieces."

The old man's white beard suddenly raised.

"Three pieces are made."

"Bah!"

The old man scolded, "Nothing is there."

"Don't be so stingy?"

Su Xiao was so angry that he refused to let him go. The old man with white beard couldn't stand Su Xiaoqi's scoundrel trick, and his body suddenly disappeared from the spot.

He disappeared in the Xuanmen Formation instantly, only a stone statue with an indifferent expression was left.

The second level of the grand examination continued, but what was unusual was that during this period, the ancestor Benchu ​​personally entered the formation to check. When he came out, he was still alone, with a complicated expression. This made the white-clothed disciples who were counting on the ancestor to carry the kid out of the formation very incomprehensible.

The ancestor Benchu, who had left the Xuanmen Illusion, said nothing and sat back to his seat quietly.

"Why didn't the ancestor catch that kid?"

"He won't die inside, right?"

“It’s possible.”

Cuihua kept staring at the exit. She was waiting for the figure, but she had pulled it over and still couldn't see Su Xiaoqi. Su Xiaoqi, what are you looking for inside?

"Cuicui, Su Xiaoqi will not be a problem, right?"

Zhang Xiaobao was also a little worried. Although he hated Su Xiaoqi in his heart, he didn't want him to die just like this. He still had to defeat him with his real ability. If Su Xiaoqi died now, then it would be meaningless for him to become a disciple of Lingshan.

It can be said that Su Xiaoqi is his motivation now.

boom!

Click!

Suddenly, above the Lingshan Hall, the sky-blocking formation was vaguely covered with a large pot of lightning. Above the sky-blocking formation, the qi surging from all directions like lightning, gathered in the square.

"This is?"

The disciples of Zhufeng in the square were instantly shocked by the situation in front of them, and even the two ancestors couldn't help but stand up.

"Is it possible?"

Benchu ​​murmured to himself: "Is it possible that the master wants to kill this son."

boom!

A qi thrust down from the sky-blocking formation and hit the sky above the mysterious illusion world in the middle of the square.
To be continued...