The faces of many in the crowd changed.
Jiu Yuan Jia Lan's face was also pale. He thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and walked out.
After that, more than ten people walked out one after another.
Xiang Wu Xing chuckled. "Not bad."
He flipped his hand and slapped Jiu Yuan Jia Lan to the ground. His teeth were all broken, and half his face was swollen.
"Trespassing into the Southern Universe Alliance's dormitory."
He flipped his hand and slapped a second man. "Forcing two men to have sex with you!"
Peng!
A third person flew out.
"He forced himself on two girls."
A fourth person.
"Stealing other people's cultivation methods."
"..."
"..."
Soon, the dozen or so people were all on the ground, vomiting blood.
Their heads were swollen like melons, and they couldn't recognize who was who. They were all from the melon clan.
Xiang Wu Xing clapped his hands. "Small punishment."
Then, he reached out and grabbed at the crowd. Seven people flew out, their faces full of fear as they struggled and screamed in the air.
"You seven, I gave you a chance, and you still want to get away with it. How can you participate in the training with this kind of IQ? Don't waste the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The universe is boundless, but there's too much garbage. It can't take it. "
Xiang Wu Xing's eyes flashed with killing intent as he grabbed at the air.
Peng! Peng! Peng!
Those seven people directly exploded in the air, bursting into clouds of bloody mist and minced meat, falling one after another, landing on the crowd.
Everyone's faces were pale, and their eyes were full of fear. However, they all stood straight, and no one dared to move. Even if the flesh, eyeballs, and organs fell on their heads or faces, they didn't dare to wipe it away with their hands, and they didn't dare to use their energy to block it.
This was a real murder!
Seven people were crushed on the spot, and there were more than forty people fighting in the distant mountains. The training hadn't even begun, and dozens had died.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that nine out of ten had been eliminated.
Xiang Wu Xing said, "Okay, go back and rest. Actually, it's nothing. I just called you out to get to know each other. Now that you all know each other, go back and wait for the training notice. "
"..." Everyone felt like ten thousand alpacas were running through their hearts, but they didn't dare to blink. Who dared to go back and rest?
After Formless finished his lecture, he left.
After a while, the nine hundred plus people finally relaxed and began to look around to make sure that everything was fine.
"That's way too scary … They didn't even do anything … and a bunch of people died …"
"Don't talk nonsense. I remember that the rules state that you are not allowed to talk nonsense."
"Bang!" There was another round of gasps. Everyone hurriedly flew to the dormitory area, not daring to whisper to each other.
Yang Qingxuan passed by Jiu Yuan Jia Lan, sneered contemptuously, "Che", then jumped up and flew away.
The Jiu Yuan Jia Lan's eyes were full of fire, and there was a constant flash of lightning, but he covered his face and dared not do anything except stare at Yang Qingxuan angrily.
After Yang Qingxuan and Luo Tinglan returned to the secret room, there was a lingering fear in their hearts. The two looked at each other for a while. Luo Tinglan looked around and said carefully, "Won't we be stopped if we talk here?"
Yang Qingxuan said, "Don't worry, the previous punishments were for negligence, serious violations, and provocation of dignity. You can say whatever you want here, nothing will happen. It's not like you haven't said all kinds of nonsense before."
Only then did Luo Tinglan heave a sigh of relief. She smiled bitterly and said, "It's too terrifying. I'm afraid the upcoming training will really be hell."
Yang Qingxuan's eyes flashed, and said calmly, "If you want to gain unparalleled power, you naturally have to endure unparalleled hardships. Let's stop talking nonsense and continue to cultivate. The more strength you improve, the more hope you have to survive in the next training."
Luo Tinglan heard the huge pressure from Yang Qingxuan's words, and immediately focused his mind and began to cultivate.
Yang Qingxuan released his Second Primordial Spirit and cooperated with Luo Tinglan to cultivate the secret method of the Shi Clan to increase his Origin Power.
His original body sat aside and took out the Yin-Yang Mirror to study.
This mirror was different from ordinary mirrors. One side was black and the other side was white. He did not know what material it was made of. After studying it for a few times, he held it in his hand and poured his divine sense into it. However, his divine sense penetrated the mirror in an instant and clearly saw the structure of the mirror. There was nothing mysterious about it.
Yang Qingxuan frowned and thought, "If this thing was placed on a street stall, no one would recognize it."
He pondered for a while, then operated his genuine Qi and poured it into the mirror little by little.
However, it only made the black and white sides brighter.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes narrowed. He channeled the power of the Great Path and pointed it at the Yin-Yang Mirror. Suddenly, the mirror emitted a black and white light, spinning in the air like a Tai Chi diagram.
Yang Qingxuan was pleasantly surprised. He immediately operated the mirror and shook it in the air. The white side shot a white light into the void.
The power of the Great Way did not disappoint him.
Even a Chaos Spiritual Treasure like the Taiyi Jun Endowing Yuan Painting could be operated. Other treasures were naturally not a problem.
However, after the white light shot into the void, there was no change. It did not seem to be as powerful as Du Chen and Di Yi had said.
Yang Qingxuan hesitated for a while, and the power of the Great Way was instantly exhausted. The Yin-Yang Mirror returned to normal and fell into his hand.
Yang Qingxuan looked at the Yin-Yang Mirror again. He realized that other than being operated by the power of the Great Way, there was still no change.
He immediately operated the power of the Chaos and tried to operate the treasure.
He only had a trace of the power of the Great Way. The power of the Chaos had been nurtured in his body for a long time. Although it was not as strong as the Vital Essence, it could last for a long time.
At this moment, in a secret room in the palace in front of the dormitory area, Di Yi's pupils suddenly shrank. A strange golden light shot out from them. He looked in a certain direction and said in surprise, "How could it be so fast?"
He was stunned for a long time before he muttered to himself, "Impossible. There must be a mark on the Yin-Yang Mirror. This kid is only a four-star Thousand Realms Whirling cultivator. It's impossible for him to erase the mark on the mirror so quickly, let alone refine it. What's going on?
"Sigh, let's not worry about it for now. Let's solve the current problem first."
He turned his gaze and looked at the white jade bed floating in the air in front of him. A man was lying on it. It was Hong Yu.
Somewhere in the universe, on a huge red planet.
On the peak of a huge mountain, deep in the sea of clouds, Miao Shang's body suddenly trembled. He opened his eyes in shock, and they burst out with bright light. He cried out involuntarily, "Impossible!"
A look of great anxiety appeared on his face.
Just as he was meditating and cultivating, he sensed that the Yin-Yang Mirror was being controlled by Yang Qingxuan.
This time, he could no longer cultivate in peace. He jumped up and said, "Impossible, impossible! It must be Du Chen or Lord Di Yi's doing!"
His face was ashen, and he felt an indescribable pain. He felt like he was going to lose the Yin-Yang Mirror.
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