After eating, the two children took a rest and took a nap.
Ruan Su also breathed a sigh of relief.
Bo Xingzhi took his disciples to the jungle for a trial, and he probably wouldn't come until the evening.
There is no big danger in the jungle trial, but it should not be underestimated. .??.
As the weather got hotter and hotter, everyone was sweating while staying in this airtight jungle.
Cheng Ye and Ye Lingzhi walked hand in hand. After Cheng Ye hacked to death several more soul clan minions, Ye Lingzhi took out water and handed it to him, "Drink some water."
After saying that, she wiped the sweat from her forehead again.
She looked around and found that there was no familiar figure nearby.
She said a little doubtfully, "Could it be that we got separated from everyone?"
Cheng Ye looked at the dense trees around him. He jumped up a tree and looked around. He found that there were really no people around. It seemed that the only two people left in the world were these gloomy trees and Ye Lingzhi.
indivual.
The woods were so big that it was impossible to see where the main road was heading.
Even Cheng Ye can only wander around here without any purpose.
He jumped down from the tree, took Ye Lingzhi's hand and walked forward, "Let's try walking forward again."
"Hehe - I didn't expect there were two humans here." A soul clan appeared and blocked the way of the two of them, mockingly speaking towards them.
"Finally delivered to your door? That's fine, let's take a look at the sword!"
Facing the Soul Clan who were wrapped in clouds and mist, Cheng Ye not only showed no fear, but even raised the corners of his lips.
With a flicker of sword light, Cheng Ye slashed at the soul clan without any politeness.
A sword struck the soul tribe's clouds, and the soul tribe immediately let out a scream of pain, but no matter how miserable and painful it screamed, it could not arouse any sympathy from Cheng Ye and Ye Lingzhi.
"Want to die? I'll help you!"
As soon as Cheng Ye said these words, he struck another sword, and the soul clan suddenly lost its breath.
Then it turned into a ball of ashes and dissipated in the air.
And a lucky bag fell from his body, which is now ownerless.
Ye Lingzhi ran over and picked up the lucky bag, opened it, looked at it and said, "There are some things in it, but they are not worth much."
"He's just a fifth-level soul clan. He must be a fool at ordinary times." Cheng Ye glanced at the lucky bag, then took Ye Lingzhi's hand and continued walking forward.
As time goes by, the further I go, the more uneasy I feel.
It's not easy to walk through this huge jungle, let alone find the exit.
So Cheng Ye basically set his goal on hunting these soul races.
Along the way, how many soul clans did we meet each time?
Almost all of them were beaten to death by Cheng Ye, and Ye Lingzhi also killed some low-level soul clansmen to train himself.
The first level of the trial only lasts for three hours, and all those who fail will be eliminated.
Cheng Ye and Ye Lingzhi also kept seizing the time, and their speed became faster and faster. However, they only had five lucky bags in their hands, which was still a full five short.
Some soul clans do not drop lucky bags at all.
Pass the first level with ten lucky bags.
As the sun sets, the number of disciples who are still undergoing trials keeps decreasing.
Time is slowly decreasing, and Cheng Ye and Ye Lingzhi have also passed the first level and are wandering in the second level. There is still a long way to go before they can pass the trial and get the results.
The second level requires eight lucky bags.
Now they only have six, two more to go.
In desperation, Cheng Ye had no choice but to use a trick.
Molten fire rain!
They have no more time, it is urgent.
He can only use this ultimate killing move, which can directly kill at least five soul clans in batches, but it also consumes a lot of energy.
Facing the dozens of souls in front of him, he once again used the Molten Fire Rain!
After using it three times in a row, twenty or thirty soul clans were immediately gone, but only one lucky bag fell.
Cheng Ye was still trying hard to persevere. He knew that he couldn't give up. How could he give up?
He stepped out with both feet and attacked several soul clans in the distance. Heart-rending screams kept coming one after another.
That was the soul clan's last struggle.
Cheng Ye was very direct and would not give them a second chance to get close to them, and just cut them in front of him.
However, no lucky bag fell.
A powerful and powerful aura swept across, and it was simply an existence that could kill everything.
It was as if even the air was shaken to the point of trembling.
The earth seemed to be wailing.
That mighty figure jumped in the jungle, killing it!
He seems to sweep everything!
Ye Lingzhi followed Cheng Ye closely. She held a long sword in her hand and kept attacking the soul clan.
Those low-level soul clans have long been wiped out.
From time to time, Ye Lingzhi would pay attention to whether these soul clans had dropped their lucky bags.
Picking up a lucky bag is the most important thing at a critical moment.
But these soul clans are basically low-level ones, and the chance of dropping a lucky bag is not the same.
Not big.
Only those with higher levels will drop lucky bags.
After wiping out all the soul clans in this area, the two of them were a little tired.
Panting, I sat down under a tree, drank some water, and ate some dry food to replenish my strength.
There were beads of sweat on Cheng Ye's cheeks, and his palms were already wet with sweat.
Ye Lingzhi took a wet wipe to wipe Cheng Ye's sweat, and then wiped his palms.
The sky gradually began to darken, but the two of them still did not find the last lucky bag in the second level.
Ye Lingzhi looked at the sky with some depression, "Are we really going to be eliminated?" ??
"It doesn't matter, I'll try my best to go back later." Cheng Ye comforted her with a smile, and looked at her with dark eyes, "Let's go, let's move forward."
Ye Lingzhi knew that he was just comforting her.
She handed her hand into his palm, and they stood up hand in hand and continued walking forward.
At this time, among the other disciples in the jungle, some have been injured and eliminated, while others are still enduring the time, but there are not many left who are still enduring the time here.
Bo Xingzhi and Song Yan had been waiting at the exit of the jungle. Song Yan was a little worried about Cheng Ye, "Why hasn't he come out yet? Isn't it just a small trial? Is it still difficult for him?"
Bo Xingzhi patted him on the shoulder, "It shouldn't happen. Just wait a moment, the time is not up yet!"
The time will end at 9 o'clock in the evening, and it is only after six o'clock now.
Many injured disciples came out and were sitting near the exit to heal their injuries.
Jian Qiqi brought a lot of healing elixirs and was distributing them to them, asking them to swallow them quickly.
"It's getting dark today, and the heat in the jungle is receding. In a while, the temperature will probably drop, and it will become very cold here. Why don't we let these injured people go back first?"
Jian Qiqi walked up to Bo Xingzhi and asked, "Master Bo, what do you think?"
Bo Xingzhi nodded, "That makes sense. Don't run around randomly. We must go back together in an organized and disciplined manner."
When Song Yan saw this, he said, "Qiqi, why don't you send them back? The young master and I will wait here for the remaining disciples to come out."
To be continued...