Chapter 952: Three levels of entry (part 2)

Zhou Xing's memory of Broken Soul Cliff is deep, but at this time it has become blurred, and has a familiar and unfamiliar mystery.
"Is Die Wu inside?" Zhou Xing asked worriedly.
"She has been in for almost two hours and has not yet come out. After another hour, if she has not come out, she will not be eligible to join my Tianyuan Sect."
Zhou Xing said: "If you can't get in, put it aside, what if something happens to her?"
Shao Mingjiu said: "Before entering, I have explained to them that they have nodded their heads, let alone the word'give up' to save their lives. What are you worried about? In addition, Zhou Xing, when you are practicing, you are living. Home? You know, once you embark on the road of spiritual practice, the dangers of your future are thousands of times stronger than this level!"
Zhou Xing knew that he was right, so he said: "Send me down."
Shao Mingjiu nodded, walked behind Zhou Xing and pushed him, Zhou Xing fell off the cliff, but the speed of this fall is not fast, there is no danger, when he is only one foot from the ground, his body suddenly hovered, and then lightly Landed gently, safe and sound.
Shao Mingjiu found an open space to meditate cross-legged. It was difficult to cultivate, and no time was lost.
Zhou Xing came to the bottom of Broken Soul Cliff and didn't move a step. He first carefully observed the surrounding environment and knew what he knew. He found that not only the space is narrow, but also the roads are divergent. The whole area is like a big maze. No wonder ordinary people can't get out for a few hours.
After walking a few dozen steps forward, he saw that there was a broken branch on the ground, so he stepped forward to tear off the excess branches and leaves, transformed the broken branches into a thin wooden stick, and picked up some stones as a long-range attack weapon. Just settle down.
Soon, he came to a fork in the road, divided into three directions: True North, True West, and Northeast. He searched carefully for a long time, but did not find any language prompts or suspicious codes.
"Die Wu!...I'm Zhou Xing!...Where are you?..." Zhou Xing shouted openly.
"Die Wu!...I'm Zhou Xing!...Where are you?..." Except for the echo that echoed for a long time, there was no other sound.
Time is pressing, and there is only less than an hour left, and he has no time to waste here. Zhou Xing changed his mind. He closed his eyes and imagined himself as Die Wu as much as possible. It took him a long time to open his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and chose the narrowest and hardest path.
He didn't dare to be careless, almost turning his head in one step three times, even if no one was in front of him, the wooden stick in his hand was waving nonstop.
"Die Wu!" He shouted every time he walked, but no one responded.
Worried about walking away for a long time, he didn't even see a ghost shadow. Zhou Xing became a little uncomfortable. If this continues, he himself will be trapped, so how can he save Diewu?
Just when he was about to speed up, a black mist suddenly emerged from the hole beside him, and he rushed straight towards Zhou Xing with a yin and evil air.
Zhou Xing was shocked. At this time, as a mortal, he had nothing to do with Hei Mist, so he could only throw a wooden stick and ran away.
Hei Mist pursued him, faintly showing an old face, painful, violent and murderous.
On the hillside, Shao Mingjiu held back his laugh, his lips moved slightly, and then, a formula entered Zhou Xing's mind.
With a buzzing sound, Zhou Xing's brain seemed to have opened a lock, and he immediately remembered that this formula was from the "Right Qi Jue", which was dedicated to the evil spirits. It's just that this mantra doesn't seem to be complete, maybe it's the reason of illusion, he can't remember the complete mantra.
In any case, Zhou Xing didn't panic anymore, he immediately turned around and recited the formula silently, and shouted at the black mist: "Quit!"
The black mist suddenly stagnated, with a confused look in his eyes, no longer chasing Zhou Xing, and instead wandering in other directions.
Zhou Xing was on guard, slowly backed up, about two or three feet back, turned around and ran again. The black mist's eyes changed, he looked at Zhou Xing again, and changed into a black mist chasing behind his ass.
Zhou Xing was so angry that his nose was crooked, guessing that it was Shao Mingjiu who was fixing him, but the scholar met the soldiers, and he was unreasonable. At this moment, he didn't have time to find someone to argue, so he had to run and stop, and was black foggy Chasing and killing all the way, it was very difficult, and there was no time to think carefully when encountering a fork in the road, and I would simply go wherever I could escape.
Zhou Xing was calculated. He kept cursing, but he was still calm in his heart. He was running while observing the surrounding environment, so he found that there are countless large and small caves under the Cliff of Broken Soul, chasing his own group. The ferocious black mist emerged from one of the caves.
He suddenly had a bold idea, which was actually a last resort. He was so tired that he couldn't run. After another thought of the formula, the black mist temporarily lagging behind, Zhou Xing immediately got into what he had been optimistic about. A cave, holding his breath, not moving.
Zhou Xing was afraid that the black mist would find himself, so he didn't dare to look around. He didn't know if the black mist had gone away or was still wandering around. In case it also got into this cave, Zhou Xing was also ready to respond.
In fact, there are not many people in the entire third level examination room. Most of them did not give up halfway, or were lucky to find the exit. At this time, only 13 people were still in it, including Die Wu. However, even with such a sparsely populated area, Zhou Xing still met a person, who was standing behind him at this time, with his right hand raised high.
Zhou Xing’s ears were erected high, but the black mist was not physical, and there was no sound, so he could not tell where the black mist was going. He was hesitant to poke his head out and take a quick look. The bad wind is bad.
Almost out of instinct, Zhou Xing lowered his head and turned around. The man slashed in the air, followed by flying a kick, kicking him in the heart. Zhou Xing immediately dodged, and the opponent kicked him again, kicking his weakness. This time, Zhou Xing couldn't avoid it, so he had to block it hard with his arm. Only then did he find that his opponent was so powerful that he almost kicked his arm with just one kick.
Zhou Xing clearly felt the opponent's strong killing intent in every sweat pore, so he forbeared the pain without making a sound. The light in the cave was dim, and keeping quiet was good for him. Zhou Xing's eyesight is good, and he can vaguely see that the opponent is a tall man in his twenties, with a very burly figure. At the critical moment, he couldn't help but scolded Shao Mingjiu again, clearly saying that only the soul was harmed, how could an assassin appear now, and the other party definitely didn't just want to teach him, but wanted to kill him.
By the edge of Broken Soul Cliff, Shao Mingjiu, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, frowned, and said in hatred: "The ant actually wants to kill the elephant, Red Hand Valley, this account, my Tian Yuanzong has taken note!"
Immediately, he spread to Zhou Xing: "The person opposite you is a killer sent by Red Hand Valley. The purpose is obvious. Zhou Xing is limited to the rules set by his ancestors. No disciples in the school are allowed to intervene in the three-level evaluation. You can only rely on yourself. , If it doesn’t work, just say those two words, and I’ll take you out immediately."