When Pei Xihe faced the black python and said in his heart that he was going to challenge, he was pulled into the small world by a force.

In front of him is a black python that has shrunk several times, but is also a hundred meters long. It is the projection of Tianwei's obsession.

"Who are you?"

"The Golden Crow Clan?"

But why does it have the aura of the human race?

Tianwei never took direct action.

His voice was low, like the sound of a big bell striking, and he moved the snake body slowly.

"You don't have my power of time, so how can you comprehend the magical power that I inherited?"

It made a sudden sound, like thunder.

Pei Xihe's sneaking into the third level of trials was undoubtedly a provocation to Him. How could he not get angry?

The Lord of True Demons, even if the Golden Crow clan is an ancient demon god, they still have to be treated with some contempt.

Invisible pressure swept across the entire venue, almost crushing Pei Xihe to the spot.

The Shenwu blood in his body suddenly flowed.

A three-legged sun god Crow transformed in the body, stretched its wings, and its majestic divine power countered Tianwei, breaking away the pressure exerted by him.

"you?"

Tianwei's pair of scarlet snake eyes flashed in different colors.

Is it the blood of the Golden Crow that protects her body? I think so. The lineage of the demon god has its own power, and I am afraid that her bloodline is extremely pure. But why would the Golden Crow family allow their descendants to come to his demonic realm for testing?

"Senior, please forgive me, I have no obsession with senior's magical powers, but I want to give it a try."

Tianwei Zhenmo moved his body, and his whole body emitted a dark black light.

Finally, he transformed into a man in his thirties or forties, with black hair shawl and scarlet eyes that were both captivating and enchanting.

Not here for the inheritance of his magical powers, but just to get a beating?

Why didn't this fulfill her? Anyway, he was obsessed with it, and he had long since perished. The Golden Crow clan came to the door just to ruin the trial here, he didn't care.

"Then you'll take it!"

He seemed to snort coldly, raised his right hand, and stretched out his index finger, with a faint flash of dark snake scales on it.

Using his index finger as a point, a terrifying silver torrent suddenly erupted.

There are thousands of reflections in it, the past and the future, all heading towards Pei Xihe in an instant.

She couldn't dodge, and it was already coming before she could react.

This is to cut off the time when the torrent hits, making it impossible for Pei Xihe to avoid it.

The female cultivator's body was bathed in silver light, and she felt the terror of time in an instant.

The beauty is old, the hair is white and the bones are withered.

………………

Mu Sheng stepped on the stairs, looking as normal under the terrifying pressure.

He looks like a young man in his early twenties, full of scholarly elegance, but his scarlet eyes reveal a bit of coldness and sharp light.

He stretched out his hand and directly scratched the heart of the cultivator in front of him, grabbing his heart directly.

The cultivator looked back behind him in disbelief.

He should have reacted immediately, but the gloomy ghostly aura instantly disturbed his soul, and the pressure from the surroundings made him unable to fight back immediately, so he was killed with one blow.

Mu Sheng's five fingers were wrapped with dark ghost energy, which captured the soul of the Nascent Soul cultivator. The silk threads transformed by the ghost energy were tightly entangled, and he could not resist or struggle.

A slight smile appeared on his lips, and his originally upright face became a little more sinister.

Silver hair and red eyes symbolize that his own soul has completely refined this physical body and merged into one. The powerful power of the soul has begun to change the appearance of this body and will keep it moving closer to its original appearance.

The cultivator's soul was refined into pure soul power by the rising ghost fire, feeding back his missing two souls and four souls.

The ghost elixir has been re-condensed and restored to the perfect cultivation level of Nascent Soul.

That's it, he licked his upper lip, ate it, and kept eating it, and he became stronger and stronger.

Those who saw him killing monks and devouring their souls looked horrified.

"Are you an evil cultivator?!"

The other monks sounded the alarm, but Mu Sheng stopped looking at them, transformed into a ghost body, offset most of the pressure and flew towards the stairs.

………

Pei Xihe felt that he was aging, and his white and smooth skin became full of wrinkles and developed black and yellow spots.

This is the method of time washing.

If other third-level trialists understand the power of time, they will definitely fight against this impact.

The power is fading, and it seems that the monk's end is approaching. The golden elixir in the Dantian is also full of cracks, but the surrounding runes are always bright as before.

Tianwei Zhenmo looked at her aging appearance, her peerless beauty turned into a decaying old woman, but she could not see the slightest tremor, but unless she used time to break it, she would have no choice but to die here.

This female nun is too conceited.

He used the power of time to accelerate the passage of Pei Xihe's time tens of millions of times. There is nothing that time cannot destroy.

Within a hundred breaths at most, this little cub of the Golden Crow clan will die.

Suddenly, the wrinkled skin on Pei Xihe's body was covered by pure white light.

Get a new look.

Her black hair is like a waterfall behind her, and she looks like a child again.

All the runes in her body were integrated into the golden elixir, and the power she controlled, whether it was spiritual power, magic power, demonic power or blood, was integrated into it.

This acceleration of the power of time is her last flame.

Pure gold, covered with divine patterns.

In the wash of silver light, she stood up, and the Skylight Sword emerged in her hand. A pure white halo emerged from the golden elixir, and all of it poured into the blade.

The blade of the sword seems to reflect a myriad of phenomena.

"The name of this knife is Zhuzhao."

When the sword was swung, all the silver torrent was split open, and there was an unclear light in the eyes of the real demon Tianwei.

"Congratulations, you have clearly understood your own path."

There is also a little bit of the power of time mixed in, but it is just integrated into it.

Therefore, it can be considered that she successfully passed three trials in a row, and a little black light fell between her eyebrows.

Pei Xihe never replied.

She held the knife and walked along the exit channel opened by Tianwei.

Borrowing external forces is like a furnace fire, and all that you learn in your life is used as fuel.

Her way: Immortality.

………

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it has been more than half a year.

Song Ranzhen withdrew his gaze and appeared in the small world with a thought.

Under the erosion of time, he remained motionless, with time runes flashing around his body, protecting him from being eroded by time.

When the silver light dissipated, his figure stood as upright as an eternal green pine.

"Senior, I am at the peak of my integration. In order to have a chance to break through, I used Zhenyuan Sand to suppress the realm and enter this realm. I hope you will forgive me. Even if I don't have magical powers this time, I have already reached perfection."

Song Ranzhen's cultivation and state of mind have completely broken through that bottleneck. He only needs to return to the sect and have enough spiritual energy from heaven and earth to start breaking through.

"You are honest."

The black python's body hovered, its scarlet eyes flashed, and a black light fell between its eyebrows.

"Go away."

Song Ranzhen sensed the magical power contained in the black light and bowed respectfully towards it.

"Thank you, senior."
Chapter completed!