Mortal: Fight monsters and upgrade, I will enjoy immortality!

Four months later, over the extremely desolate Loess Plateau, a flock of thousands of giant birds and flying insects flew across the sky.

On the giant birds and flying insects, there were one or two thousand people standing or sitting. All of them had pairs of wings on their backs, some big and some small. They were long, some short, gray, red, and so on.

If you look closely, you can see that these people look somewhat similar to ordinary humans, with similar facial features.

But there are many other differences. Some have pointed ears and a round red bulge on the top of their heads; some have a small black horn on their foreheads and a pair of fangs several inches long exposed at the corners of their mouths; and some have extremely disproportionate body proportions, with a long upper body and a short lower body.

These people were all members of the Feiling tribe who were participating in the Diyuan Trial, and they were already on their way to the Diyuan.

Although the entire team was large, few people spoke during the flight.

Ye Ming sat cross-legged on the back of a giant bird, silently watching everything around him.

"Brother Ye, we are almost at the entrance to the abyss!" A woman in silver clothes with white wings on her back said to Ye Ming with awe in her eyes.

Ye Ming nodded without saying anything.

The woman in silver shirt is named Lei Lan. She is one of the two holy sons secretly cultivated by the Tianpeng clan. This woman has a face as white as jade, eyes as clear as autumn water, a spotless body, and unconsciously carries a ethereal aura.

The other Saint Son was called Bai Bi, a young man with an ordinary face and bright eyes. Both of them were at the initial stage of the Spiritualization stage.

Two months ago, the great elder of the Tianpeng tribe took a group of five people to a place called Yuhuangding to attend a grand event of the Feiling tribe.

There, the combined monks of various races gathered together to discuss important matters among the races.

As for these sons of saints, they were just brought along and gathered together to provide them with an opportunity to test each other before the trial.

The Chirong tribe had been planning to annex the Tianpeng tribe, so they would naturally not miss this opportunity.

Therefore, as soon as Ye Ming and his team arrived at Jade Emperor Peak, the other party issued a challenge.

Ye Ming did not tolerate those who wanted to provoke him. He transformed himself and easily defeated four of the five saints of the Chirong clan.

It was not until the strongest saint of the Chirong clan, a powerful late-stage spirit transformation expert named Zhu Yinzi, took action that the incarnation deliberately fell into his hands.

But even so, the two holy sons of the Tianpeng clan, Lei Lan and Bai Bi, were extremely respectful of Ye Ming, and stated wholeheartedly that they would follow Ye Ming as the leader in the trial and obey Ye Ming's command in everything.

Just as Ye Ming was recalling the saints of the various Feiling tribes, there was suddenly a commotion among the Feiling people in front of him, and some people's exclamations were faintly heard, and the escape speed of the entire team slowed down.

Ye Ming's expression changed, and his mind immediately swept forward.

Suddenly, a huge blue-gray wall appeared hundreds of miles away from them. It was three or four hundred feet high. Looking to both sides, it seemed that there was no end in sight.

On the huge wall, every hundred feet or so, there is a white jade pillar standing there.

These pillars are only ten feet high, but their surfaces are glowing with green light and are engraved with mysterious and unusual runes.

On one side of the giant wall, there are cylindrical attics about thirty or forty feet high, densely packed together, with at least thousands of them.

And in the sky above these attics, there were tens of thousands of Feiling tribesmen suspended in mid-air, waiting for them quietly.

The Feiling tribe gradually approached these people and finally stopped.

"Greetings, elders!" A middle-aged man in green armor flew out from among the crowd and clasped his fists towards the crowd from a distance.

"It turns out that the one on duty this year is Brother Jin Feng..."

Three people from the Feiling tribe who had just arrived also flew out to greet them.

Ye Ming's eyes were on the middle-aged man's green armor.

This armor looked extremely simple, with a dull and ordinary surface, and no runes or patterns. But when Ye Ming scanned it with his mind, its foundation was clearly exposed before his eyes.

This piece of green armor was surprisingly made up of extremely dense evil energy, it was extremely strange and unusual!
His eyes turned and he noticed the tens of thousands of people from the Feiling tribe floating in the air behind the man in green armor.

Each of them was wearing various colorful armors, which were exactly the same as those worn by the green-armored man, and were also made of evil spirits. However, due to the different levels of cultivation and the amount of evil spirits, some armors were solidified like entities, while others were abnormally blurry and looming.

Ye Ming couldn't help but look at it a few more times out of curiosity.

Seeing Ye Ming like this, Bai Bi on the side said in a voice transmission: "Brother Ye, are you interested in this Four Evil Armor Technique?" Ye Ming shook his head. With his clear eyes, he could see that although these evil armors were extraordinary, they only had some advantages in the battle of the same level. When encountering someone with a higher cultivation level than himself, it should not be that useful.

Ye Ming doesn't need this kind of thing at all when fighting against enemies of the same level, and it is also useless when killing enemies of higher levels.

"Uh, okay..." Bai Bi was stunned when he heard this. He had already planned to introduce the evil armor technique, but now he had to remain silent in disappointment.

Next, the elders talked for a while, and after understanding the current situation of the Abyss, the group went into the city to rest.

The trial is scheduled for tomorrow, and will begin after all the saints have rested and are ready.

Nothing happened that night. The next day, everyone gathered again and came to a place not far in front of a huge wall that looked like a small hill.

Today, no one from the Feiling tribe rides on giant birds or flying insects. All of them spread their wings behind them and float in the air.

Moreover, the saints from each branch gathered together and separated from the elders of their own clan.

The situation of these Holy Sons is very different from yesterday. Everyone's face was heavy and no one was whispering anymore.

Ye Ming looked at the combined cultivator in front of him calmly, and also had no intention of talking to anyone. He took Bai Bi and Lei Lan to a corner of the crowd, and remained silent.

At a certain moment, the combined cultivator named Jin Feng walked to the front of the team, muttered something, and then suddenly pointed at the giant wall with one hand.

There was a loud "boom" sound, and the entire surface of the giant wall shook. Amidst the flashing five-colored light, a light silver magic circle gradually emerged on the wall.

Upon seeing this, Jin Feng immediately opened his mouth and spat out a pale purple wooden sign.

With a flash of spiritual light, a beam of purple light shot out from the wooden sign in a flash. After a few flashes, it sank into the center of the magic circle.

Suddenly, the silver magic circle emitted a buzzing sound, and then under the flow of various colored strange lights, the entire magic circle suddenly disappeared, but a huge silver door appeared under this giant wall.

The door was dozens of feet tall, emitting an icy light, and appeared extremely heavy, as if it were made of pure silver.

Jin Feng put away the wooden sign without saying a word and waved his sleeves towards Ju Men from a distance.

Suddenly, a purple light flew out and hit the giant gate.

With a loud bang, the silver door was slowly pushed open in the sunset glow.

A gray evil wind immediately blew in from inside, and wherever it passed, the saints suddenly felt an inexplicable shudder, and the hairs on their skin stood up as if someone was approaching them with a sharp blade.

The elders in the fusion stage did not let everyone wait any longer, and flew in first as soon as the door opened.

Seeing this, the team of saints behind walked into the silver gate without hesitation and saw the situation behind the giant wall at a glance.

Behind the door was a vast black land with no grass growing on the ground. Almost all the soil and rocks were black in color. It seemed endless as far as I could see.

And high in the sky, there is a sea of ​​fog formed by a layer of grayish-white fog. It is so thick that the edge cannot be seen by the naked eye. It is so thick that it seems extremely thick.

The distance between the ground and the sea of ​​fog was only thirty or forty feet high, and the entire space seemed unusually low. A strange sound of wind continued in the air, as if it could swallow everything.

An old woman leaning on a cane suddenly said, "Okay, we've arrived here. Except for the Holy Son, no one else can go one step forward. The entrance to the abyss is thousands of miles away in the mist. Now, I will announce the content of this trial, and you all listen carefully."

Although the sound was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone. The crowd, which was originally a little agitated, immediately quieted down and pricked up their ears to listen carefully.

Seeing this, the old woman nodded in satisfaction and continued, "After discussion by the Joint Elders Council, the content of this trial is different from the previous competitions for something. No matter who you are, as long as you can bring back a ripe Nether Flame Fruit from the Abyss, the trial will be considered a success.

This kind of Hell Flame Fruit is different from other spiritual objects. It is only born in the most dark and foul places. In the first layer of the Abyss, due to the lack of dark energy, this fruit is impossible to appear. In the second layer, there may be a small amount of Hell Flame Fruit, but it is difficult to find in this remote place. In the third layer of the Abyss, there will definitely be this spiritual object, and there will be a lot of it, but it is not small. The specific action is naturally up to you.

The trial will last for three months. After three months, we will open this door on time to welcome you back. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" All the saints said in unison.

"Okay, now that you know the content of the trial, you can set off now. The rest of you can go back. The Demon Sealing Gate will be closed again soon." An old man with tattoos on his face ordered in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)