boom!
Dozens of people fell on their backs and the sky was shaken.
When he looked up, he saw disciples in various postures, shouting and shouting in the air.
"Coo, coo, coo, coo..." It hit the ground below the stage.
Everyone was stunned.
In the stands, in addition to the ten people he selected, there were also Zi Yan, Yang Wancui, Zhang Shusong, Luo Kehong, Chu Gang, Chu Jun, Xu Shengjie and others who persisted and stayed on the stage.
Elder Li Yunfu stroked his beard happily, nodded, and murmured to himself:
"Hmph, gold always shines."
Everyone knows that no matter how you try to use tricks, good talent is good talent and you can't take it away.
Wang Hao was a little surprised, narrowed his eyes, and reached out to touch the tip of his mustache:
"Hmph, as we all know, my Wang family's special martial soul, the fire-blood soul, can not only increase strength, but can also steal people's souls when refined to the extreme.
Although I have not yet achieved great success, it is still possible to release coercion and influence people's minds.
The next thing is that the last ten people who can withstand my pressure without falling will advance! "
As soon as he finished speaking, a red aura swept over Wang Hao's body, and he activated his martial spirit.
The red aura gathered to form a huge ancient behemoth, a spiritual image with a dragon head and a fish body.
The coercion that dominated the world was released, and the light emitted enveloped several people.
"Ahhh...!"
Many disciples suffered mental breakdowns and screams kept coming.
They all had splitting headaches and their bodies were burning like fire.
People thought of the legend: the dragon fish appeared and shed red blood, and thousands of dead souls cried all over the world!
The entire stage has become filled with cries of ghosts and howls of wolves and mourners everywhere.
Many disciples have fallen unconscious and some are even bleeding from their orifices.
"What a terrifying spirit power!"
Seeing the disciples of their sect being tortured to the point of collapse, all the elders were heartbroken. They did not expect that he would be in such a test.
The few people who originally wanted to deal with Ziyi, Zhuang Bide and Xia Wei collectively were not in the mood to deal with others at this moment, because they were already like mud bodhisattvas crossing the river and could not protect themselves.
A quarter of an hour later, half of them fell.
But he still opened a small stove for the ten disciples he carefully selected, secretly weakening the pressure tenfold.
There were still about thirty people on the stage supporting them.
Some disciples, with their spiritual power released outside their bodies, turned pale and resisted.
There are also a few people, such as Ziyi, Zhang Shusong and others, who use the method "Long Xiaoyu" taught them before to climb the ladder, relax themselves and let the pressure temper their bodies.
Although it is more painful, the bones in the body have actually been tempered and the energy is slowly increasing.
Zi Yan, with a look of pain on her tender cheeks, her long black hair fluttering around her waist, her white jade hands tremblingly kneading secrets, activated her martial soul, and used the "Emperor Ice Art" secret book taught by Long Yu before to freeze herself. Live, try and persevere.
Xia Wei was given special care, weakening the pressure tenfold.
But it's not a good thing either. The fat is dancing all over his body, his teeth are grinding loudly, his whole body is soaked with sweat, and his chubby face is hideously twisted.
Zhuang Bide also withstood only one-tenth of the pressure.
His frail and skinny physique shivered, his eyebrows and nose were wrinkled, his upper lip was cleft revealing two buck teeth, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.
Everyone felt a huge pressure, covering their entire body.
This still affects the mind, it is simply a deadly rhythm!
Yu Ning'er wanted to stop her, but the royal invigilator stopped her:
"If a martial artist is not determined, how can he reach the top? How can he talk about training?"
Other sects and family members who came to watch were secretly distressed and helpless, and even praised him again and again.
The ten disciples Wang Hao gave to open the small stove were so unlucky that eight of them fell down.
Two quarters of an hour later, only
Ten people standing.
They are: Ziyi, Xia Wei, Zhuang Bide, Yang Wancui, Zhou Qingmei, Zhang Shusong, Luo Kehong, Chu Gang, Chu Jun and Xu Shengjie.
Wang Hao glared at the eight disciples he had chosen who had fallen down, with a look that was filled with hatred.
Opening a small stove for them to weaken the power ten times is already the limit of control. If the force is reduced any more, the purpose will be seen by everyone and the purpose will be exposed.
After trying so hard to open a small stove for the Shenyuan Sect, little did they know that the mud could not hold up the wall. Only the "mud" Xia Wei and Zhuang Bide filled up the two quotas.
"Your Majesty, King Lao, welcomes you to visit us often."
Yu Ning'er smiled sweetly as she saw off the guests, but there was a hint of ridicule in her words.
Wang Hao twitched the corner of his mouth and raised his mustache, as if he wanted to say something, but he said nothing.
He waved his sleeves and left without looking back.
On the Shenyuan Sect's side, the one chosen by lot was actually the No. 1 Sword Sect in the world.
Because the sect leader Tan Xuesong is still in seclusion for recuperation, he sent Elder Xu Fu to be the great examiner.
However, there were actually more than 500 disciples of the Sword Sect participating in the Yuan Examination, and each of them was much more powerful than the disciples of the Shenyuan Sect.
He did not cheat, but it was difficult for him to fight with two fists, and those five hundred disciples were as ferocious as jackals, tigers, and leopards.
However, Xu Fu is a person of alchemy, and his most powerful skill is "fire control."
His beast fire summons caused these disciples to suffer a lot. Although they were good at swordsmanship, Xu Fu's flames could attack from a distance, making it almost difficult for people to fight at close range.
After a while, many disciples were attacked by the flames and turned into disgrace, or their whole bodies were burned black, their clothes were in tatters, and countless people came off the stage in embarrassment.
After many twists and turns, Xu Fu finally completed his task as an examiner, leaving only ten talented disciples on the stage.
But Xu Fu also looked extremely embarrassed, with blood all over his body, a bruised nose and a swollen face. Read the book
The head of the Sword Sect looked like a handsome young man, with a gorgeous spiritual sword floating behind him:
"I'm sorry, Elder Xu, I'll give you this."
"What is this for?"
Could it be that you saw me working so hard and wanted to show you some reward?
But Xu Fu was stunned for a moment, because what Nangong Qi gave him was a soul pill. If you want to give it, just give me a healing pill.
Just when Xu Fu was confused, the head of the Sword Sect said with a smile:
"Haha, could you please Elder Xu to hand over this elixir to our young sect master? I heard that he refined thousands of high-grade body tempering elixirs for you, which hurt your soul."
Xu Fu twitched the corner of his mouth, and an unknown anger emerged:
"Long Haotian is the heir apparent of my Shenyuan Sect. Just go and dream about your dreams."
After saying that, he threw his hand, smashed the Soul Pill back, turned around and left angrily.
Nangong Qi waved his hand and used his spiritual power to take back the elixir, and sneered without getting angry.
Speaking of which, the person who is most embarrassed is the head of Tianzong.
Just because the one he drew was the Xuanling Temple. Although there were only a few dozen disciples participating in the competition, all of them were beautiful girls.
As the examiner, Zhang Peiyuan was leaning on a cane, hunched over, and had wrinkles on his forehead.
He has been staring at the woman's legs on the stage since he was off the stage, looking at her all the way, stumbling up to the stage.
Zheng opened his mouth and licked the saliva that overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
The dozens of beautiful girls all looked at him with disgust, their brows furrowed and their almond-shaped eyes wide.
The girls almost pouted, they were quite united, and they immediately started fighting with a tacit understanding. Zhang Peiyuan was caught off guard and was beaten violently.
"Asshole! I'm an examiner, you can't do this to me, stop it!"
His mouth was full of teeth, and his words were all mumbled and yelled loudly.
Unexpectedly, these women did not give him any chance to slow down and attack, and attacked him with all kinds of big moves, including punching and kicking, showing swords to greet them, or waving spiritual whips.
The booth is full of gorgeous colorful auras, as well as fairy-like figures.
Flying posture.
In a moment, Zhang Peiyuan was beaten until his body was completely covered with blood. Only then did the girls stop.
"Ah... proctor... where is it? I am being abused by these girls, do you care about it?!"
Zhang Peiyuan was lying on the ground squirming. At first glance, he looked like an old turtle, vomiting blood and stuttering.
The invigilator touched his forehead and twitched the corners of his mouth:
"You have no one to blame if your skills are inferior to others. The rule is that the examiner knocks the contestant off the ring. There is no requirement that the contestant must stand and let the examiner beat him."
"Ahem..." Zhang Peiyuan was so angry that he coughed up a few mouthfuls of old blood, tilted his head, and passed out.
A woman from the Xuanling Temple picked up his legs and threw him out of the ring.
Later, because the examiner failed, Tianzong asked Tianzong to arrange for a female elder to take the exam on his behalf.
As soon as this woman comes up, she won't show mercy to her, and she will use her killer moves, all of which are vicious and vicious.
Perhaps she was venting her anger, and she completed the assessment in a short while.
There were ten people left on the stage, but these ten women were all unkempt, ragged, and covered in scars.
"Eh~ A hot hand can destroy a flower."
Countless onlookers from Kyushu couldn't help but click their tongues. Those beautiful beauties were beaten three times and five divided by two, until they looked like neither humans nor ghosts.
However, through the gaps in those torn clothes, there is the beautiful scenery that the spectators most want to see.
The sun was blazing.
Countless people may have dry mouth.
Everyone stuck out their tongues to wet their lips. Some people probably got a little angry due to the excessive heat of the sun during this period, and had nosebleeds unknowingly.
Tan Yuning saw that there was nothing special about Yuan Kao, so she hurried to Tianjiao Pavilion at Jade Girl Peak of Shenyuan Sect.
Because she was worried about Long Yu's safety, she came over to take a look.
Jade Girl Peak Tianjiao Pavilion.
Long Yu was lying on the bed, with Tan Yuning and Long Wan'er taking care of him.
After treating him and delivering spiritual power, Long Yu's complexion improved and he woke up.
"Master Jade Peak, how long have I been unconscious?" Long Yu asked when he woke up.
"Three hours." Yu Ning'er glanced at Long Yu and replied angrily.
"Haha, thank you Peak Master Jade for healing my wounds." Long Yu thanked him with a smile.
Yu Ning'er glanced at Long Wan'er's pale face, then looked at Long Yu and said:
"You don't need to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank your sister Wan'er. It was she who sent you all the spiritual power of the alchemy pool."
Hearing this, Long Yu looked at Long Wan'er. Her expression was extremely poor. It was obvious that her body was overdrawn due to too much spiritual power being transferred.
Long Yu suddenly felt distressed. He knew that what he had in his body was Dan Hai. He had lost too much spiritual power before, and relying on the transmission of spiritual power from others to make up for his own vitality was bound to be exhausted for ordinary cultivators. All spiritual power can play a little role for yourself.
"Sister Wan'er, thank you for your hard work." Long Yu thanked Long Wan'er seriously.
"It's nothing, this is what a sister should do." Long Wan'er forced a smile, but in fact she was dizzy at the moment and would almost faint at any time.
"You guys chat, I'm going to see how Yuan Kao is doing." Seeing Long Yu lively, Yu Ning'er hurriedly left again, because she represented the leader of the Shenyuan Sect in the Kyushu Yuan Kao in the secret realm.
"Okay" Long Yu responded.
Yu Ning'er walked out a few steps, suddenly stopped, turned around and said to Long Yu:
"Oh, by the way, you take a rest and then go to Tianyuan Peak. The sect master wants to see you."
Then without waiting for Long Yu's response, Yu Ning'er left in a hurry again, because the sect leader was now old, and the heavy responsibility of Shenyuan Sect almost fell on Yu Ning'er's shoulders.
Looking at the leaving figure of Master Jade Peak, Long Yu was stunned for a moment, then took out a spirit-gathering pill with two pill patterns from his own ring, and handed it to Long Wan'er.
"Sister Wan'er, take it quickly, you are too weak now."
"No...Brother Xiaoyu, this is too expensive, I can't have it.
. "Long Wan'er was startled and refused to take the elixir.
Because the spirit-gathering elixir with two elixir patterns is a priceless treasure. It is usually used as a cheating elixir to instantly revive one's spiritual power when the spiritual power is exhausted after a battle. It contains powerful spiritual power and vitality.
Long Yu forced the pill to Long Wan'er, pretending to be angry and said: "Take it, sister, if you are polite, I will be angry."
"This... okay, but, brother Xiaoyu, there are no outsiders at this moment. I want to ask you a few questions. You must answer me truthfully, okay?"
"Okay", Long Yu readily agreed. In fact, he had already guessed what Long Wan'er would ask.
