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But Lian Yuxuan did not explain, because she did not know either.

"There are still people coming." Someone suddenly reminded him.

"Then we can only wait." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, they were also looking forward to the opening of the opportunity.

Not long after, more people came in, surrounded by a curtain of blood.

"There are already 26 of them. There's only one remaining." Zheng Yingming said excitedly, and the other Purple Valley disciples were also very excited.

At this time, eight people walked in from afar while talking and laughing. There were three Purple Valley disciples and five other forces.

Lian Yuxuan suddenly stood up and shouted: "Disciples of the Purple Valley, rush to the square as soon as possible, this is an order!"

"Hmm?" Seeing that, the three Purple Valley disciples realised that Lian Yuxuan had spoken, and anxiously ran over to the square, while the disciples of the other five forces looked over in alert. Among them, one had Ji Family, two had Gold Alliance, and two were Yun Jianggu.

"I'm here!" A Purple Valley disciple of the elemental spirit Realm was the first to rush to the square.

Phew!

Four blood curtains rose up and surrounded him.

Suddenly, countless amounts of blood splattered out from the ground, and then, with the speed of lightning, they surrounded the two Purple Valley disciples who were behind them.

The two disciples cried out in pain. Their bodies were covered with countless bloodstains. Then, they exploded again and again, their blood melting into the blood screen.

"Fortunately, we didn't go over." The five disciples from other forces in the distance couldn't help but feel lucky when they saw this.

Seeing that, all of the people from Purple Valley had faces full of grief and indignation, now they only had sixteen of them, the road of martial arts was truly filled with dangers, and if one was slightly careless, they would forever be separated from this world. This was the fate of martial artists, if you were a martial artist who pursued the highest level of martial arts, then you must struggle against fate.

Before the five middle-rank forces disciples could relax, the blood screen that was gushing out suddenly turned into ferocious Demon Claw, grabbing towards them.

"This is bad!" Seeing this, the five of them were frightened to the point that their faces turned pale. They hurriedly wiped their legs and ran.

Puff …

Behind them, countless streams of blood-red light shot out, shrouding them within. Instantly, all of them were unable to escape from the fate of having their blood drained out from their bodies, and their bodies swelled up, turning into wreckage.

The faces of the four mid ranked forces turned ashen upon seeing this, they had originally been in high spirits after entering the Guluan Island, but now, they had become demise, leaving only one person behind, two people behind Yun Jianggu, two people behind, and three people behind.

At this time, the crowd finally understood that it wasn't just them that were looking for opportunities. Fortune was also looking for them. Lucky for them, they only had 27 people left. As for the remaining people, they were all killed by chance.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The ground suddenly shook violently like an earthquake. The crowd was like a lone leaf floating in the wind, unable to hold on for much longer. They all felt extremely uneasy in their hearts.

The blood that had been gushing out suddenly all returned to the ground.

This time, the tremors got stronger and stronger, and the whole ground was like rolling waves. Everyone was forced to roll on the ground, but this time, the tremors seemed to be very regular, as everyone was forced to separate from each other.

Another loud explosion followed. The earth actually started with the edge of the square. With each martial artist as the center point, it began to separate and drift.

What was even more strange was that it seemed that under the control of the square, the group was arranged to stand side by side. The terrifying blood aura shot out from the ground once again, isolating the two of them.

The twenty-seven people were divided into fourteen groups, of which two out of the thirteen groups were locked up together, and one group seemed to be comprised of a Purple Valley disciple.

Wang Jin realized that he was currently locked up with a disciple of Yun Jianggu's. That disciple of Yun Jianggu seemed to be extremely afraid of Wang Jin, and was thus standing far away from him, yet didn't dare to overly approach the blood screen behind him. As for this disciple of Yun Jianggu's, Wang Jin could guess that he was only at the middle of the eighth level of the elemental spirit Realm.

This Yun Jianggu disciple was precisely the person at the entrance of the mysterious gate who was forced by Zheng Yingming to sacrifice his Summoner. When he realized that Wang Jin was ignoring him, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Wang Jin anxiously looked for Huangfu Ying's position. He discovered that in a square not too far away, Huangfu Ying was being locked with Ah Zhi, thus, Wang Jin's mood became a lot more relaxed.

Phew!

Suddenly, a square suddenly shot out a curtain of blood that shot into the sky, killing the Purple Valley disciples that were locked up by themselves.

"Only two words can count!" No one knew that someone had cried out in alarm. Only people who were in a two or two situation together wouldn't be attacked by those terrifying underground blood screens.

Zheng Yingming anxiously shouted: "Everyone be aware that no matter what conflict you have, even if you want to kill someone, you must leave behind a double count!"

Hearing that, Wang Jin squinted his eyes, thinking: Can I control it?

Just as everyone was nervous, a series of terrifying sounds came from every square that was surrounded by a blood screen. However, instead of a blood screen gushing out, various things were ejected out. Each square that was surrounded by a blood screen was spitting out something.

These items included pills, a bowl, a bronze bell, a treasured sword, a treasured sword, and a long spear …

"It's elemental artifact and pills!"

Everyone was crazily fighting over it!

If martial artists with similar cultivations were locked up together, then they would fear each other from pulling apart. However, if one of them made the first move to seize the opportunity, the other would then intervene to prevent it.

However, if it was two people with a difference in cultivation, then the martial artist with a high cultivation wouldn't hesitate to take this opportunity to attack. If the martial artist with a low cultivation dared to do anything, then the martial artist with a high cultivation wouldn't mind killing the martial artist.

Usually, there would be two Purple Valley disciples locked together. Lian Yuxuan seemed to have made a prearrangement, disciples who find an opportunity would first keep them and then divide them up after they are safe.

"Hahaha, brother, I'm sorry, this thing is mine." Zheng Yingming laughed sinisterly, and in front of Fang Zhenghui, he swaggered and grabbed a bowl-shaped elemental artifact, and the two of them were trapped together.

Although he did not know the effects of this bowl type of elemental artifact, it was still a Medium Grade Elemental Artifact after all, and thus only Inner Elder s of large sects were qualified to have it. Other small and medium-sized forces might not even be able to obtain Medium Grade Elemental Artifact as an Elder, so Zheng Yingming accepted it with a smile.

Fang Zhenghui's eyes turned red, but he was afraid of Zheng Yingming's cultivation, and could only swallow his anger.

In another square, Lian Yuxuan was locked up together with a fellow sect member. Lian Yuxuan picked up a green colored medicinal pellet, but her fellow sect members did not stop him. Instead, they felt very happy.

He could not tell what these beads were made from, but they all looked extremely sinister, because each bead had a face with different appearances engraved on them. Every face had different expressions, but all of them shared a common trait, which was that it was extremely painful.

Wang Jin and the disciple of Yun Jianggu were both staring intently at the string of white beads. Even though the two of them were quite a distance away from the beads, they could feel a ghastly and chilling aura coming from the beads.

"What's your name?" Wang Jin's bright eyes stared at the disciple.

"My name is Zhang Cuitian, I am Yun Jianggu's disciple. I had a good friend, Summoner, before, and … "By …" As he said till here, the disciple of Yun Jianggu started to sob.

"I'll take the beads." Wang Jin said with an irrefutable tone.

"…" Zhang Cuitian remained silent.

Wang Jin kept a close eye on Zhang Cuitian. Even though Zhang Cuitian had an extreme desire for these beaded elemental artifact, he did not dare to fight with Wang Jin.

Wang Jin held the white bead in his hand and tossed it to the side. After studying it for a while, he realized that other than the creepy cold Qi that came from the beads, he could not see anything else special about it.

Try refining it? Wang Jin thought.

With that in mind, Wang Jin poured the Sirius' Origin Energy into the white bead, and after a while, he easily found the array essence on it. This item had no owner, so it was not difficult to refine.

"Medium Grade Elemental Artifact?" Wang Jin was slightly happy, but he was not like the others who were wild with joy. After all, he had a few Medium Grade Elemental Artifact.

Right now, he had elemental artifact s on his stage, namely quasi Medium Grade Elemental Artifact s, Medium Grade Elemental Artifact s, and Quasi-Superior Grade s that could break the mirror and form armor (This treasure was obtained from Situ Zhaixing's body and could not be refined for the time being), as well as the Quasi-Superior Grade elemental artifact s that his master Zhao Jianpeng had given him. If he revealed any of these things, it would make everyone's eyes go red.

On the opposite side, Zhang Cuitian also knew that the white string of beads was a Medium Grade Elemental Artifact, his eyes revealed a fanatical look, but then he thought about his dead tigress, and his eyes immediately dimmed.

After Wang Jin obtained the right to use the treasure, he injected his consciousness into it to investigate.

The human faces engraved on the 36 white beads were not decorations. They were living creatures. To be exact, on each of these beads, there were 36 dead souls sealed inside!

When these people were alive, what kind of pain would they have to go through in order to have their souls forever be fixed on such a painful expression … Wang Jin looked at it in horror. This was an evil being, an extremely evil being.

Wang Jin had an impulse to release the thirty-six painful souls inside the pearl, but he calmed himself and thought about it: The thirty-six painful souls have already been refined and accommodated by this object, and from then on, they are one with it. The main body is the pearl, and even if he released them to attack the enemy, he would only be releasing his power.

Wang Jin couldn't do anything about it, but he definitely knew that if he were to damage the pearl, these dead spirits would definitely be heavily injured, and at worst, their souls would dissipate.

Since he had refined the White Beads, Wang Jin knew the name of the treasure: Thirty-Six Earth Fiend Pearls!

"What a domineering name! I wonder how powerful it is? " Wang Jin said, and intentionally looked towards Zhang Cuitian's direction.

Seeing that, Zhang Cuitian's face turned white, and he unconsciously stepped back a few steps.

Wang Jin laughed: "I'm just trying to scare you, as long as you don't mind me, I will use my life to guarantee that we will temporarily get along well."

However, he was still subconsciously as far as he could get from Wang Jin. The death of the female tiger had dealt a huge blow to him, and he didn't even dare to believe that he was in the same sect as Yun Jianggu.

With a thought, Wang Jin placed the Thirty-Six Earth Fiend Pearls into his storage ring, and then sat down cross-legged and waited in peace.