Junior sister took first place again

When the bronze star disk in the center of the Three Thousand Sword Testing Platform reversed to the fifth cycle, dozens of streams of light tore through the dome.

Ning Jiasheng made hand gestures while feeling weightless, and the red array pattern barely caught the falling people.

Amid the clanging sound of the Zhenyuan chains brushing past her ears, she saw the other five golden lights falling towards the earth in different directions.

"Lava Abyss!" Wen Yan's array exploded with sparks. "This is the edge of the poisonous miasma. In three quarters of an hour, the miasma will engulf this place—"

Before he finished speaking, everyone had already crashed into the red soil covered with nets.

As Ning Jiasheng's toes just touched the red rock, chains suddenly appeared around his ankles and tightened, and tadpole-shaped spells flowed along his meridians.

Magma gushed out from the cracked ground. Mu Zhao's sword energy split the three fire lizards, and the blade was already burning red.

"Form a formation in the Kan position!" Ning Jiasheng bit his fingertip, and a drop of blood drew a fire pattern in the void.

Wen Yan's formation flag was inserted into the boiling lava, and the red light shield barely contained the pillar of fire rising into the sky.

Lan Ying's pestle suddenly emitted a green light: "Something is devouring spiritual energy underground!"

Shi Yan's golden body smashed through the rock wall, revealing a swarm of soul-devouring demonic bats surging below.

Qiu Rumo's silver threads formed a heavenly net, but holes were corroded by the venom of the demon bats.

"Retreat to Zhen position!" The chain on Ning Jiasheng's ankle made a sharp sound, and the spiritual power of the Nascent Soul forcibly activated the teleportation array.

The moment everyone fell into the underground cave, the Supervisory Elder's warning resounded through the sky: "The poisonous miasma has advanced ten miles from the south."

When Yu Wuxia's red silk crushed the fifth rotten corpse, the foot bells of the foundation-building girl suddenly exploded.

"Three quarters past the hour of Yin..." The Foundation Establishment girl's spiritual pendant on her brow reflected the direction of the miasma, and her pupils suddenly became covered with star-shaped bloodshot. "There's something fishy going on at the southwest life gate!"

Seven red silk threads plunged simultaneously into the mire, unleashing a rain of decaying corpses that contained the Star Pattern Beetles, a species unique to the Xingchen Sect. Yu Wuxia's enchanting voice materialized within the poisonous mist, and the beetles within a thirty-foot radius exploded and perished.

"Lu Xingyan, I'll remember this." She wiped the blood from her lips, tapped her toes on the top of the floating skull, and sped westward. The swamp suddenly boiled, and countless skeletal arms clawed at everyone's ankles.

Lu Xingyan's star chart flickered in the snowstorm. Ice patterns formed on the Foundation Establishment disciple's spiritual core pendant above his eyebrows. "The Dui position is thirty feet away..."

"Hush." ​​The chief suddenly crushed the hexagram jade slip, and twenty-eight stars floated in a ring. The fragments of the bronze star disk emerged from beneath the ice, resonating with the life lanterns of the crowd.

The four disciples formed seals at the same time, and a giant net formed by starlight caught the bone-eroding evil soldiers that broke through the ice.

Lu Xingyan's fingertips slid across the ice, and the hexagram indicated a very ominous sign: "The poisonous miasma is leading us towards the gate of death."

When Yun Ting's Jinglan Ji drew down the ninth heavenly thunder, his brother Yun Xian's talisman fire phoenix had been extinguished by the rain.

"The earth veins at the Zhen position are draining spiritual energy! The heart lock on Yun Ting's wrist suddenly became hot. What fell from the thunderclouds were not raindrops, but poisonous miasma crystals wrapped in starlight.

The twins stood back to back, their halberds Jinglan and Suiyue crossed in a cross. The falling lightning tore a crack in the mountain ridge, revealing the shimmering bronze star disk beneath.

He Ling's water dragon sword energy split the remaining soul of the sword spirit, but the Zhenyuan chain suddenly wrapped around her right wrist.

"Northwest!" The dual spiritual roots of water and fire shook violently in the sandstorm, and the shield condensed from sword energy blocked the sudden attack of the soul-devouring demon bat.

The ground suddenly collapsed into a vortex, and the four fellow disciples were dragged towards the center of the earth by bronze chains.

He Ling swung his sword into the rock, and the molten iron and quicksand formed a temporary fulcrum: "Use the power of the chain to swing over!"

Liu Minghe's white jade crown was covered with poisonous thorns, and a vine monster crawled out from the sinkhole caused by the seven-person Tiangang formation.

"Three inches away!" The moment the formation flag was inserted into the humus soil, the life lamps in everyone's heart suddenly flickered - a glass lamp in the southwest almost went out.

"It's the bone-eating ghost soldiers." Liu Minghe cut off the poisonous vines that were wrapped around the formation plate. "The poisonous miasma is trying to induce us to fight among ourselves."

Ning Jiasheng's array reflected a terrifying hexagram, and seventy-two chains were pulling everyone towards the fragments of the star disk.

Mu Zhao's sword energy struck the bronze fragments, and the shadow of the Supervisory Elder emerged in the exploding starlight: "The first team has triggered the Seven Star Tribulation, and the poisonous miasma has doubled its speed."

Lan Ying's medicine bag suddenly combusted, and thirteen kinds of detoxifying herbs condensed into arrows in the air: "There is a way out three hundred miles to the northeast!"

"It's a trap." Wen Yan inserted his battle flag into the crevice. "The star track has been tampered with three times..."

Shi Yan's golden body suddenly knocked everyone away, and a three-meter-tall demon bat king jumped out from where he had been standing.

Ning Jiasheng pinched his fingers while restrained by the chains, and crimson array patterns spread along the demon bat's wing membrane: "Mu Zhao, slash its wind point!"

The moment the Dragon Roar Sword pierced the demon bat's vital point, the entire lava area began to collapse.

As everyone fell into the void, they finally saw a blood-red star track rising in the southeast - that was the Star Sect rewriting the secrets of heaven.