Chapter 1200

"Hmm, Sister Luo Yu is stronger than me; I used eight moves to win! And the treasure I obtained was actually only a complete immortal pill!" a youth shook his head and sighed.

The crowd looked at Hong Huang.

Upon hearing this, Hong Huang only felt his blood surging.

Hum, hum, hum!

After three sounds, three more people passed the trial.

"Wow, Brother Luo Rong, you guys are really faster than me!"

"Sigh, if I hadn't listened to that ghost story that the one hundredth layer was too strong, I wouldn't have been so slow!" another youth said angrily.

"That's right, it was clearly so trash that it couldn't even withstand ten of my moves; how could anyone say this thing was strong?"

The crowd looked at Hong Huang again.

Hong Huang felt his throat taste sweet.

Hum, hum, hum...

More people passed the Tianyuan Trial; this time, seven people walked out in one breath.

"Am I lagging behind so much?" a youth looked at the crowd and said in shock.

"Did you also waste time on the one hundredth layer?" Luo Yu, who came out first, asked.

That youth slapped his thigh and said, "That's right, who was the jerk who said the one hundredth layer was strong? It harmed me into fighting wits and courage with that thing, but in the end, I was forced into a corner and had to make a move, only to find it was just a paper tiger! How trashy must a person be to think this thing is powerful?"

The crowd looked at Hong Huang again.

In an instant, Hong Huang could no longer hold back.

Pfft!

He spat out a mouthful of old blood directly.

"Brother Hong Huang?" The few from the Hong Family became nervous instantly.

And the Bianbei City crowd was stunned.

"Eh? Isn't this the one who suppresses the world? Suppressing the world, what happened to you?"

"Probably an old injury recurred, and he vomited blood, right?"

"Old injury? Where did the old injury come from?"

"It was the old injury left behind when passing the one hundredth layer."

"Ah? That thing can still cause injury? He is truly a talent!"

The Bianbei City crowd chattered, and every sentence was truly piercing to the heart.

In an instant, Hong Huang, whose injuries had just stabilized, spat out another mouthful of blood and then fainted completely.