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Chapter 68 The Trial Ends

Su Mo's martial soul has not been promoted for a long time, which makes him very depressed.

Su Mo had no hope to swallow five beast souls at will, and he relied on these five beast souls to increase the level of martial souls.

However, he accidentally planted willows and willows to form a shade. At this moment, after devouring five beast souls, his devouring martial souls buzzed and trembled.

In addition to the sixth circle of yellow halo of devouring martial souls, the seventh yellow halo suddenly burst out.

Su Mo suddenly widened his eyes, and his devouring martial soul finally advanced.

From the sixth level of human level to the seventh level of human level!

call!

At this moment, Su Mo let out a long sigh, and the haze in his heart was wiped out.

"It seems that I'm too worried. My martial soul can still advance, but I just need more beast souls or martial souls!"

Su Mo smiled again.

As long as the martial soul can advance, he can find a way to obtain it no matter how much it consumes.

This trial has won so much wealth, and buying a large number of beast souls is not a problem at all.

Then, Su Mo put all the spoils into the storage ring and the demon core, which he stored separately in a storage bag.

After returning to Fengling Island, he sorted out some items that were useless to him were dedicated to the sect and exchanged for contribution points.

At that time, use the contribution point to exchange for a large number of beast souls from the sect.

The level of martial soul is increasing again, just around the corner.

Then, Su Mo practiced cross-legged in this small cave and worked hard to consolidate his cultivation.

He plundered more than 1,100 demon cores, and combined with his own demon core before, the number of demon cores was close to 1,300. He no longer needed to hunt demon cores.

In this Qingyuan trial, he was the first place.

Time passes quickly during practice.

The next day, near noon, a thunderous shout exploded over the island, awakening Su Mo.

"The trial time has come. All trial disciples will return within two hours!"

The shouts rolled, resounding over the entire island, and it was the voice of Elder Wei of Fengling Island.

Upon hearing this, Su Mo got up, walked out of the cave, and flew out of the forest.

At the same time, hundreds of new disciples rushed through the mountains and forests across the entire island and returned one after another.

...

Qingyuan Island, outside the mountains and forests, many people gather here.

In addition to more than ten outer sect elders, there are many new disciples.

These new disciples left the mountains and forests early and gave up the trial.

Some disciples have to withdraw early because of serious injuries, such as Li Feng.

Some disciples, because of their weak strength, were chased by powerful monsters, and eventually had to ask for help from the elders of the sect and were eliminated early.

"Everyone, you guys talk about this Qingyuan Trial, which new disciple can win the first place."

A group of outer gate elders stood together, and a middle-aged elder with a national face spoke with a smile.

"The first place this time must be one of the eight disciples in the Lingwu Realm!"

Another elder in a green robe asserted.

When the elder with a national face heard this, he rolled his eyes and sneered: "What is the difference between Elder Zhao's words and nonsense? I'm afraid he is a three-year-old child. He also knows that the first one must be a disciple of the Lingwu Realm."

"Hmph! Then tell me who will win the first place!"

The elder in the green robe snorted coldly.

"I think the first place must be among the five great master-level eighth-level martial souls. It is hard to judge who it is."

The elder with a national face smiled.

"Hmph! That's not necessarily. Although people with high martial soul levels are invisibly slightly stronger than those with lower martial souls, this trial is not a simple competition. People with strong strength may not necessarily obtain it.

The most demon cores.”

The elder of the green robe sneered.

"Not bad! What Elder Zhao said is reasonable. They are all spiritual martial arts realm and their strengths are not much different, so it is really difficult to judge!"

When the other elders heard this, they nodded in agreement.

"Elder Wei, do you think there is more hope for who will win the first place in this trial."

The elder with a national face turned his head and looked at Elder Wei again and asked respectfully.

Elder Wei pondered for a moment, looked deep into the forest with deep eyes and said, "I think Luo Qianfan has a greater hope!"

"Oh, why did Elder Wei say this?"

Everyone asked.

"Among the eight disciples in the Lingwu Realm, the five geniuses have the greatest hope. The strength of these five people is not very different, so it is indeed difficult to judge!"

Elder Wei nodded and continued, "If anyone among the eight people has the greatest hope, it is Luo Qianfan."

"The long-range attack of bows and arrows is very terrifying, and the speed of hunting monsters is far superior to other professional warriors."

"Of course, Luo Qianfan just hopes to be the biggest. The specific ranking will only be known after the trial results come out."

Elder Wei said slowly.

"What Elder Wei said is reasonable!"

After hearing Elder Wei's words, everyone nodded and felt deeply.

Archers may not be good at melee combat, but powerful archers are kings of far-fighting battles, and long-range attacks are enough to defeat a hundred.

Once upon a time, there were more than 30 elders from Fengling Island who went together to surround and kill an enemy of a sect, and this enemy of the sect was an archer.

However, the result of the siege and killing made the elders of Fengling Island lose all their face.

With absolute strength completely crushing the opponent, these more than 30 elders could not even get close to the opponent.

This man was separated by a distance of hundreds of miles, and the arrows were shot directly, and the elders were covered in dust. No one could take a step forward, and he could not even get close to the opponent within a hundred miles.

And their attacks could not touch the other party at all. Not to mention a hundred miles away, ten miles away, the attack power began to weaken. After more than fifty miles, the attack power did not exist.

In the end, it was the owner of Fengling Island who came forward in person to erase this person.

The elders chatted, and as time passed, disciples continued to return from the mountains and forests.

In less than an hour, half of the disciples came back.

Swish!

Su Mo's figure was like a cheetah. After more than an hour of travel, he finally rushed out of the forest.

No one paid attention to Su Mo's arrival.

Su Mo stood by the forest and glanced around and found that Yan Qi, Feng Zilan, Luo Qianfan and others had not returned yet.

Immediately, Su Mo saw Li Feng closing his eyes on a big rock to heal him, and walked over.

"Li Feng, how are your injuries?"

Walking in front of Li Feng, Su Mo asked.

Li Feng opened his eyes and saw Su Mo, and immediately smiled and said, "My injury is fine. My injury has stabilized. He should be able to fully recover in about a month."

"Su Mo, I'm relieved to see you come back! I'm really afraid that you will go to Huang Yunqing!"

Li Feng shook his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

If Su Mo really went to Huang Yunqing for him and died at the hands of Huang Yunqing, he would be uneasy.

"Huang Yunqing is dead!"

Su Mo smiled slightly and said.

"What? Huang Yunqing is dead?"

Li Feng was stunned, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes.

"I didn't kill him. He died in the mouth of a monster. I saw it with my own eyes."

Su Mo said. Huang Yunqing was indeed not killed by him, but died in the mouth of the black demon insect.

"Diet at the mouth of a monster?"
Chapter completed!
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