After all, An Bei was An Lan's son and Si Yan's apprentice.

It is normal to have this kind of strength.

The City Lord's Mansion soon returned to order and normalcy.

After a while, it was dawn.

Under the leadership of Qingqiuyan, An Bao met up with several demon cultivators.

The trial site is on a high mountain in the center of Cloud City.

An Oro noticed that the streets that the carriage passed by were full of demon cultivators who were unable to get through.

One by one, watching the vehicles of the City Lord's Mansion pass by, they would cheer and send blessings for safety.

For them, whether the demon cultivator can be the city owner or not determines whether they can have a destination.

Every demon cultivator had excitement and worry on his face.

Although Qingqiuyan has been appeasing the demon cultivator and promoting Qingqiuran's talent and strength, this is a major event that can affect the fate of the demon cultivator. Everyone thinks of the human race and the past. Settle down.

After leaving Yuncheng, the demon cultivator will be suppressed and hostile wherever he goes.

Yuncheng is the city of demon cultivators, and it is their only place to live.

Thinking of this, Anor knew that in addition to the tasks on his shoulders, there was also the hope of the demon cultivators.

"Your Highness, I heard that you killed a Saint Realm killer last night, is it true?"

The cat-faced girl asked with admiration on her face.

Although the half-sage saint's realm is a bit empty, he is still a genuine saint after all.

With his current strength, An Bao could kill him.

Anbu nodded.

Although it was killed by Xiao Chilong, he had better recognize it now, otherwise it would be hard to explain.

The demon cultivators worshiped even more.

Their Highness killed a saint!

What a powerful achievement this is!

"Hmph, maybe His Highness can defeat An or else."

"Yes, yes, Your Highness is too modest, Anor may not have a record of defeating Saint Realm."

"There's no way for your Highness to be nice, you have to take care of others' face."

The demon cultivators cheered.

An otherwise said: "An otherwise is very strong, so don't be careless."

"His strength is enough to defeat Saint Realm."

"He is no different from me."

The demon cultivators looked at the humble Qingqiuran with even more admiration.

Tu Shanxian, who was sitting in this luxurious carriage together, laughed secretly, and almost couldn't hold it back.

Saint Realm, what is that concept?

Even if some saintess have activated the taboo and possessed a short-term saint strength, it is unlikely to kill a saint realm.

Defeat is okay, but kill... The difficulty of the two is like the difference in the sky.

The Saint Realm was either killed by Qingqiu Yan, or the mysterious Jiuzihao boss.

However, watching Qingqiu Ran lie seriously, her face is not red and her heart is not beating, and her face is cute, I find it very interesting.

After a quarter of an hour, everyone arrived at the foot of the holy mountain.

There is a long staircase paved with white jade, which goes all the way to the altar on the top of the mountain.

In addition to An Bu's group, there were also participants from the Li family's Wang family, a total of nine people.

In front of the stairs was a woman in a witch robe, with her hands folded in front of her lower abdomen, her face expressionless.

This is the witch who manages the holy mountain.

"Can Qi people?"

the manager asked.

Qingqiu Yan should be at the same time as the person who led the family members to the Tianji Pavilion.

The Miko glanced at all the participants.

His eyes were more on An Bubu and Tu Shanxian.

"Two nine-tailed foxes, um, come on."

The witch walked up the stairs gracefully.

Qingqiuyan said softly, "This is the spirit of the holy mountain, which is in charge of the holy mountain. Go, we will wait for you here."

Anbu nodded.

And Xiao Chilong's face was full of reluctance, even if it was a loss of time to leave An, she would be reluctant to part with it.

An Bei rubbed her head and said, "I'll be back soon."

Xiao Chilong was obviously not a troublemaker, so she nodded obediently.

An Buu looked at Qingqiuyan: "She can just sleep on this carriage, I'll leave it to you."

Qingqiu Yan: "Don't worry."

Then, An Qi walked up the stairs.

On the stairs, there were two camps.

The participants of the demon cultivation side, as well as the participants of the human race.

However, the Terran participants do not seem to be very harmonious.

It can be vaguely found that the two geniuses of the Wang family and Li family are separated from each other.

Well, it's very likely that they didn't take the demon cultivator seriously, thinking that the family that is also a human race is the big worry.

The holy mountain is very high and has a special pressure, but everyone is obviously prepared in advance.

After half an hour, everyone followed the witch to the top of the holy mountain.

Looking down from the holy mountain here, there is already only the outline of Yuncheng.

In the center of the top of the holy mountain, there is an altar, and the formation is inscribed on the altar.

The witch stood aside and said softly, "All participants enter the altar."

Everyone stood on the altar.

The witch made a seal on her hands, and the altar glowed with light.

Above the fluorescent light, there are lines running like a stream of water.

Phew!

Everyone's vision was instantly blurred, and the foot was empty, as if falling straight from the clouds.

However, at this time, a hand grabbed An Bu's shoulder.

Anor originally wanted to break free, but this hand didn't do anything to him, as if it was just helping him.

After a while, An Buo steadily stepped on the ground, and there was a constant sound of thumping falling from the surroundings.

An Bei looked behind him and found that the person holding his shoulder was actually Tu Shanxian.

She rolled her eyes and said, "No thanks."

Otherwise, An nodded and ignored it.

She would have fallen, but when she grabbed her shoulders, she seemed to be using him to balance herself.

Through the altar, everyone was transferred to a strange place.

In a towering hall.

There are dozens of huge stone statues in the temple.

Some of the stone statues are human, some are demons, and some are demon cultivators... lifelike, as if they were real.

"All questions are not the same."

Tu Shanxian is obviously a newcomer, but he knows a lot, and he knows more than the people in Yuncheng.

"Right now this is the most difficult question to ask."

Tu Shanxian looked at An Bei, wanting to see his panicked expression, but she was disappointed, and An Bei had no expression at all.

"How are you going to get through this?"

the cat-faced girl asked.

Tu Shanxian continued: "All the stone statues here contain the breath of the ancient clans."

"If you look closely, you will find that the stone statues of the human race are the weakest."

"If you want to pass the level, you can only get control of the stone statue of the race closest to your bloodline, and then protect the stone statue of the human race."

"Ask the heart, ask the heart, the test is the loyalty to the human race."

"When the human race is at its weakest, when you have the power to easily destroy it, you will choose what to do."

Tu Shanxian smiled slightly and reminded: "In addition to the stone statue, there is also the power to magnify the state of mind and demon."

"So, after the fact, I don't necessarily think that was the answer I could choose."

"Because this is the best place to reflect your heart."

The cat-faced girl pointed at the people of the Li family's Wang family: "Then what happened to them...why can they..."

The Wang family of the Li family and other people from the human race simply sat under the stone statue of the human race and meditated, seemingly planning to do nothing.

Tu Shanxian smiled and said, "They were originally humans."

"Ask Xinguan is designed for demon cultivation. As for the human race, everyone can pass it."

The cat-faced girl was full of resentment, thinking it was very unfair.

"Okay, let's feel each other's statues."

The demon cultivators all headed for the stone statue most similar to their own bloodline.

There are many stone statues, but there is only one that has a feeling with him.

So, there is still enough allocation.

But when An Buo went to look for the statue of the nine-tailed fox, he found that it had been occupied by Tu Shanxian.

By the way, there are a total of two nine-tailed fox bloodlines among the participants, but there is only one nine-tailed fox stone statue here.

The nine-tailed fox stone statue looks like a nine-tailed celestial fox.

There is a blue moon on his forehead, and there are nine long and large tails behind him. His body is a bit taller than other stone statues, and he is roaring towards the sky.

Tu Shanxian sat on it and said with a smile: "Oh, do you want to come up and sit? There are quite a lot of places above."

Stone statues of different bloodlines are not allowed to be touched by other bloodline owners.

An Buu shook his head and declined: "No need."

If you can pass the level without him, that's fine, save your energy.

After everyone was in place, they began to destroy the statue.

The stone statue exudes a powerful aura, as if it has become real.

All the statues send hostility towards one place.

I saw strange black monsters walking in from outside the gate of the temple, forming a confrontation with the stone statue.

It seems to be an offensive and defensive battle. Indeed, all the stone statues need to protect the human stone statues in order to pass the level.

An Bei came to the stone statue of the human race, then sat down and watched the play.