Originally quiet and silent, the flow overflowed the square with awe-inspiring atmosphere, as if a stone had been thrown into the unscattering water, causing ripples, causing a chain reaction, and bringing a huge noise.

The original neat team suddenly scattered, one by one, the mouth of the ear, a wave of discussion over a wave.

"What's the matter, isn't we already in the process of getting in?"Zhao Jiulongo and millions of people stood together, heard the words of the middle-aged man in the face of the national characters, Luo Xiu was the first to be impatient to doubt, and asked impatiently loudly.

At this time, the face of the word-speak king's million meats did not fluctuate for the first time, and the calm changed as usual, as if he had already known the news.

Although Zhao Jiu Song is also somewhat doubtful and shocked, but it is still calm, know that middle-aged men must still have afterwords, even if there is no entry, there are any requirements or tests behind, Zhao Jiuo believes that he can do it, which is the confidence after the strength brings.

Four weeks is also a mess.

"What the hell, what does that mean?"A girl with a pink jade clamor was full of doubts.

“Isn’t that a fool, and now you’re going to get some moth!”A young man in a silk jade robe, wrinkled with coarse eyebrows and complained furiously.

"It's over, it's over, I know it's not so easy, there's a test, this time I'm hanging."

"I'm glad you're in, I thought it was officially in the beginning."

"Yes, there is another door, I can enter is good."

For a time, there were four complaints of doubts in the square.

"Hmm, the first big school rules for thousands of years is that you can understand these earth buns, and now the requirements are still a little loose, I think that when the heyday of the entrance trial requirements of the iron sword door is very hard, still attracted many talents of the Chinese dynasty to go, we must break the threshold of the gate of the basalt.

A cold humming.

A young man with no less imposing style than white ink, his mouth was sarcastic, and his disdainful contemptuousness was taunting the surrounding earth buns.

Zhao Jiuo is just cold-eyed to watch everything around, no words, the look is very calm, holding a soldier to stop, water to cover the mentality, because even if a lot of words is nothing, can not solve the problem.

O.

A cold chill came from the cold middle-aged man in front of the building in front, centered on him, pervading around, as if there was an invisible fluctuation in the air, and ripples were ripples and swept to everyone.

The pain of the bone.

Just like the cold winter without clothes, not only the cold and tingling, but more importantly, the body is surrounded by a tight and heavy sense of oppression.

A small look, a look.

Zhao Jiuge's eyes were bright, although he felt a sense of oppression, but not as strong as others, because he practiced the Sanskrit Eucharist, this is the first time to see the strength of building above the foundation in addition to the pharaonic!Although the old man surnamed Yang was unfathomable, the breath did not face himself, so he did not feel.

At a time, the whole square was quiet, and even those families were superior, and the young buddes with eyes above the bohemian bohemian lads completely closed their mouths, did not dare to say more words, for fear of provoking the middle-aged man in the middle.

"If you don't want to be disqualified, just shut up to me, only I say no need to rebut the opportunity, I will only say it again, I will not say it again, the following words about the entrance test, you listen carefully to me."

One of the middle-aged men drank heavily, and the language was simple and clear.

Also wearing a black robe, strong body, dark skin, the whole face seems to have no expression, really a kind of unhingment and self-evident momentum, the whole person is like a heavy sword, exuding a strong cold, cold is mixed with the sword, let people look at it feel the heart palsy.

"If you want to enter my mysterious sword gate, it depends on whether you can get there yourself, and after taking you there, you will have to go through two tests, which will not be too difficult, but you can not do much, and you will know it naturally when you get to the position."

No nonsense, this middle-aged black-robed man is still so cold and majestic from beginning to end.

"Oh, just now Zhou coach said yes, the trial is nothing more than a test of perseverance and courage, this can not be done without talking about the introduction or cultivation of those empty words, to my surname Li, you can call me Li coach, next to this is Wang coach, if you are lucky to pass the test, we are responsible for the teaching of your outside disciples."

The Li coach, smiling very harmonious, black long bearded beard to give people a very happy feeling, compared to the indifference of the week, the Li coach is much better, the three middle-aged coaches are wearing black robes, the sleeve is also printed with a small sword.

It turned out that the color of the clothes of the mysterious sword door to distinguish between the disciples and the coach, and I did not know how the inner door would not be used in the sky.

Forty-five angles to look up at the sky, gently sighed, a hint of perseverance in the eyes appeared, in any case, can not stop my progress steps, thinking about the cold noble figure of the plain yarn skirt, Zhao Jiuge's mouth is tight.

The mountains, some mountain.

The night came.The cold in the mountains is relatively heavy, coupled with the dark and unknown environment, more than a few hundred people turn their heads around, and their eyes are full of curiosity and fear.

Zhao Jiuo also thought about the scene of the heart just now, but also the previous experience of Yang surnamed the old man sent himself to the capital city, in the high air will not be as frightened as others.Just just now in the square, three middle-aged and dozens of young disciples of the basalt Tianjian Gate were swept gently and stepped on the flying sword, and soon came to this place today.

The first time Yang old man into the sky, in addition to the dangling heartbeat feeling, only the panic, and now this time, with the courage to let go, try to open their eyes, endure the feeling of heartbeat, towards the surrounding scenery.

I saw the light brought by the flying sword around the sky brought a roll of long rainbows, like the beauty and beauty of silk, feeling the whistling breeze, the nervous and frightened mood in the heart gradually drowned by the excitement, began to fantasize about the way into the sky when flying into the sky.

Thinking of that scene in his heart, the corners of the mouth were unconsciously stirred up, showing a smile.When the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Gate flew in the air, they no longer felt nervous, and became a curious look, looking at the appearance of the rest of the young people who were selected to participate in the trial, and suddenly made Zhao Jiu-song laugh in heart.

Then I saw the one, the face was pale, or the face was full of horror, one by one.

However, there are also many extraordinary teenagers like the white king of Mo million, with their hands standing in the flying sword, as if it is not the first time to experience this kind of flight, a teenager with a family and an ordinary look at birth can be clearly understood.

Just now on the road to observe the people's facial reactions, but also see the geographical location at this time, just surrounded by mountains, countless mountains of mountains, now to the spiritual realm, the eyes are much stronger than before, can only see the mountains below by a layer of green submerged.

Like a green ocean, the high and low towering trees seem to be a wave of future waves, rolling up and down.

Some peaks are submerged by the cold fog generated under the night, the breeze blows up, blowing these white cold fog, faintly you can see some of the exposed steep peaks, a feeling of clasping the lute half-covered from the heart.

Endless peaks, which is only the most periphery, I really want to see what kind of style is the Xuantian Tianfeng of the basilisk gate, this group of mountains surround, tangled how many spiritual fruits, snakes and insects, reiki everywhere, drifting in the air, and even appeared on a grass and a tree.

The spirit here is much more abundant than outside, and before the cultivation of the Sanskrit heart, they all feel that the spiritual force in the body is slowly growing, although it is an extremely slow speed, but the reiki makes Zhao Jiuge horrified, no wonder those disciples trained in the holy places are different, the starting point is lost to others, how to walk farther than others on the fairy road?

Next to the mountain at the moment.

More than a few hundred disciples, standing in a few rows of dense and dense fonts, and three black robes and dozens of disciples of the basaltian sword gate stood in front of everyone.

Behind the basalt sword gate coach and the disciples is outside the cliff, where there is darkness, even if the spiritual cultivation of people have not yet entered, at this time they can not see the distant scenery.

The cold wind of the mountains blew.

It aroused the corners of the robes worn by the people, not only brought a bitter cold, but also an unknown sense of terror.

“The bell...”

Suddenly a sound inexplicable, so that at this time, the heart was tightly like a string of people startled, and even the timid body was slightly shot, after all, the teenager, in this unknown environment, some fear.

Hearing the sound, the people found that behind the cliff, there was an iron rope, which could not be seen hidden in the night, at this time, the wind was blowing and shaking, so that everyone could find it.

The chain fist is thick and thin, I don't know what metal is made of, it is dull and light, but it gives people a heavy feeling.In the eyes of Zhao Jiu Song, it is not like the iron used by mortals, but the metal containing the fluctuation of spiritual power, but he can't call his name.

The cold wind kept blowing, and the chain was blown.

As soon as the wind blew, only the iron rope in front of the cliff was shaking, and as the distance was, the more the iron rope behind it slowly could not be seen, submerged in the night, and at the same time as everyone's heart was wondering, a cold voice sounded.

"The first test, the fairy road to seek."

Cold words are like the cold wind blowing on the mountain in the middle of the night, cold into the heart, there is no sense of temperature.

“He who passes through this chain will enter the second test, and when all the tests pass, you will enter the day of the gate of the basal heavens.”Zhou coached face without expression, pointing to the chain behind him.

"The chain is made of precious light iron, which was personally created by my ancestor of the basil gate, and was selected for my new disciple for the sake of the heavenly sword gate, which lasted for thousands of years. As for whether you can reach my Xuantian sword gate, look at your own creation."

The words did not fall, and saw dozens of flying swords rising up, the radiance of rolled up was colorful, and the brilliant light brought by this dark night was just like fireworks, and the dazzlingness of a moment disappeared.

And this time these flying swords did not fly with hundreds of people, on the peak, the cold wind, leaving hundreds of people looking at each other, you stare at me, I stare at you, look at each other blind.