After saying this, he waved his sleeves, and the scene suddenly changed again.
All I saw was desolate ground all around, with rolling hills, a grey sky, and a lingering smell of blood in the air.
"When the number of people automatically decreases to 5,000, the formation will teleport you out!"
Suddenly, a loud roar came from the sky, the sound was so cold and chilling.
"The auditions begin!"
As he finished speaking, the color of the sky suddenly changed. The originally gray sky suddenly turned blood red, and a blood-red setting sun hung high above it, looking like a giant eyeball.
Feng Qingyang looked around and saw nothing but hills and rocks.
The ten thousand people who entered the audition were scattered in all directions. This audition not only tested their individual strength, but also their intelligence.
If I could find a place to stay for three more days, maybe I could get away with the bloody massacre at the auditions.
Feng Qingyang had no intention of fighting. Although he had killed many people, it did not mean that he liked killing.
Moreover, he is still a zombie. If he kills too many of them, it may give those so-called righteous sects an excuse to accuse him. He is not afraid of trouble, but he does not like trouble.
"Let them fight, it has nothing to do with me!" He curled his lips and found a remote hill to sit cross-legged and work.
Not long after, he suddenly opened his eyes again: "There is no spiritual energy or yin energy here!"
Thinking about it, I feel relieved. This audition is a cruel elimination round. If you win, you live, and if you lose, you die!
At this moment, the competition jade slip in his arms suddenly began to shake, and Feng Qingyang had no choice but to take it out.
The jade slip shone brightly and a blurry figure emerged from it. The man had white hair and beard and was the old man who led them into the formation.
"This place is located in a magical instrument space in Guiyuan City. There is no external power to supplement it. You will fight for three days. If you use tricks to hide somewhere and hope to get away with it, you will die."
After the figure finished speaking, he returned to the jade slip. Feng Qingyang put it in his arms, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
"This is clearly forcing me to kill someone! He never thought that this seemingly simple audition would be so bloody!"
Find the right direction and shoot away with a whoosh.
It was unknown how big this space was. After two hours, Feng Qingyang stopped on a mountainside.
I saw hundreds of people fighting on the hillside.
When smart people come in, they will form a group with Jie Yu and quickly unite their scattered forces into one. In this way, they can protect their own safety and fight those who are alone.
The hundreds of people at the foot of the mountain were two groups of moderate size, and the two leaders were standing behind the crowd, looking at each other.
One of them was called Li Shan, a talented disciple of the Taixuan Sect affiliated with Guiyuan City, and the other was called Zhang Kui, a casual cultivator.
These two groups are respectively the confrontation between independent practitioners and sect disciples.
There was a constant fighting below, and screams could be heard from time to time.
Magical weapons were flying all over the sky, and one of them chopped off the head of an unlucky disciple.
when!
Bells rang out, and a magic weapon soared into the sky, turning into a several-foot-long object. With a thud, it enveloped a disciple. The sound of the bells vibrated, instantly refining it into blood foam.
I don’t know how many people died in this melee, but every time a person died, his soul rushed towards the setting sun in the sky.
Feng Qingyang saw it clearly, but looking at the people fighting below, no one noticed that the setting sun in the sky was different, and they didn't know that after death their souls would be absorbed by the setting sun in the sky.
"Is there some conspiracy behind this audition?" Feng Qingyang was secretly shocked, fearing that the city lord's marriage proposal did have some purpose.
Soon, the crowd fighting below was about to disperse, and it was seen that the crowd, which was mainly composed of independent cultivators, was clearly no match for those who were born in large sects.
At the beginning, they could still fight for a while with brute force, but after seeing blood, they became timid and stopped fighting desperately, so they were quickly defeated.
This is also the sadness of being a casual cultivator. They wander in the darkest places of the cultivation world. They have no systematic method of cultivation and no one to guide them. It is unknown how many people have died or gone astray during their cultivation.
The reason they are afraid is because they know how to cherish life, because they understand better than anyone how important it is to be alive.
Feng Qingyang, who was on the mountainside, saw this and sighed inwardly. Those wandering cultivators had many similarities with himself.
The same loneliness, the same fight for oneself.
Behind the crowd, Zhang Kui suddenly shouted and soared into the sky, stretching out a palm that covered the sky and the sun, and his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building burst out.
"Zhang Kui! Today, I will kill you with my sword!"
Seeing Zhang Kui taking action, Li Shan also took action. He slapped the storage bag on his body, and a big knife with a shining red light flew out.
Boom!
There was a loud bang in the sky, and Zhang Kui's big palm was chopped into pieces by Li Shan's sword, and the sword energy continued at the same time.
"Cut the world with this sword!" Li Shan shouted, holding the sword handle with both hands and spinning it in the air, and with a loud bang, he chopped down Mount Huashan with all his strength.
The big knife suddenly grew bigger, and its sword energy stretched for dozens of feet. It was so fierce that Zhang Kui broke out in a sweat.
In fact, his cultivation level was on par with Li Shan's, both of them were in the middle stage of foundation building, but his disadvantage was that he didn't have a decent magic weapon in his hand, so he was defeated every time he faced off.
"Zhang Kuibi, hide! Let me, Grandpa Li, chop off your head with one blow."
"Arrogant, if you have the guts, put away your magic weapon and come fight me again?"
"Are you stupid?" Li Shan laughed wildly, and the sword energy rushed down!
Boom!
A huge earthquake occurred, and the ground was cracked dozens of feet long by the sword. The sword energy also killed countless casual cultivators.
Zhang Kui was furious, he was the one who gathered these independent cultivators, but he didn't expect that more than half of them would be killed or injured in such a short moment. He was furious in his heart, hating himself for being just an independent cultivator, and even more angry why independent cultivators were so unfortunate.
He went crazy inside, roared loudly, and stretched out his big hand again, covering the sky and the sun, and his palm was actually emitting a layer of gold.
Li Shan was stunned for a moment, and then he shouted frantically: "Zhang Kui, are you fucking crazy? You are burning your own life!"
"Even if I die, I will protect the people below."
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang was slightly moved, thinking to himself that what a loyal and righteous man he was. When he was wondering whether to lend a helping hand, the situation below suddenly changed again.
The casual cultivators who were originally being suppressed were aroused by seeing Zhang Kui fighting so desperately, and they all attacked the opponent with desperate killing moves.
With their morale soaring, they actually turned the defeat around and killed those sect disciples until they cried for their parents.
"Mad! You're a complete lunatic! Let's go!"
Li Shan shouted loudly, retracted the big knife in his hand, and without waiting for the group of people in the early stage of foundation building below to react, he fled away alone!