At the same moment, the Heavenly Tribulation World Dual Realm...

"Gross!"

Walking out of the door of the cultural subject examination room, the middle-aged man vomited on the ground.

Seeing this, the monk with an excellent temperament played by the No. 5 Trojan Virus Essence moved away in disgust, and then looked at the middle-aged man's robe that was blackened by lightning, which was very serious.

I still have to continue to act...

Thinking about it, No. 5 took a step forward, looked at Mr. Ji and Ziran coldly, and said, "Okay, let's continue." ”

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man trembled and got up, and at this time he looked at No. 5, and his eyes suddenly had a little more admiration.

Mr. Ji and Ziran, who didn't know anything about the inside of the examination room, saw the miserable situation of the middle-aged man and hurriedly asked, "What happened inside?

"Hmph. No. 5 continued to glance at the two of them haughtily, not wanting to answer at all, and walked straight to the other road, "I want to know, go see for yourself, and ask me what I do?"

Seeing that No. 5 was too indifferent, Ziran didn't continue to entangle, but turned to the middle-aged man: "Senior, what did you experience inside?"

To tell the truth, Ziran was sincere at this time, and there was a touch of sympathy in his eyes.

And this sympathy made the middle-aged man angry.

"Phew! The Lord of the Tribulation is a pervert! As soon as we entered the door, they trapped us on the merry-go-round, and asked us to answer the question in five minutes, and if we couldn't finish the answer, we would speed up, and it was also pushed by electricity, do you think it hurts? Also, what kind of question is that... Ask how many strands of hair she has?

How the hell do I know?!

And also... Have you ever heard of the Tennaci Mino Cano Star? Thanks to the old man's practice of a pair of clairvoyance, he copied the answer of the cold little Taoist, otherwise he really wouldn't have been able to get out!"

As soon as the words fell, the smile on Ziran's face stiffened, what is the god of Tenaximino Cano?

What the hell? Isn't that the name of the Lord of the Tribulation himself?!!!

This exam is really difficult!

Sure enough, he was right not to go in, this cultural discipline must be more difficult than the art discipline.

And at this moment, when Ziran still wanted to continue asking, there was another "beep", and the system prompted: [Detected that Yin Tianping's candidate is still insulting the master, unrepentant! Still cheating! Lao Tzu has endured you for a long time! The main god system has decided to directly let you go up in ashes. 】

“？？？”

The middle-aged man was stunned suddenly, and with a "boom", he disappeared without a trace...

“！！！”

Ziran was dumbfounded, opened his mouth to infinity, and something was wiped out, this system is too casual!

At this moment, Ziran's face finally turned infinitely pale, and then looked at Mr. Ji beside him, although he had a grudge against the middle-aged man, but when he saw that the middle-aged man didn't even have a hair left in an instant, his feet were trembling...

I'm afraid it's scary!

So, frightened, the two immediately turned around and followed the footsteps of No. 5.

Ten thousand sures in their hearts, now only this cold monk in front of them can save their lives!

Catching up with No. 5, Mr. Ji shivered on the side: "Dao... Daoyou, that... Let me ask you again, what happened to the other two First Order monks who went in with you?"

No. 5 looked back lightly, looked at Mr. Ji, and smiled disdainfully: "What do you say? Of course it is...", he raised his hand, made a gesture to wipe his neck, and smiled, "... Dead!"

Σ(°△°|||) ！WTF！！！

Frightened, Mr. Ji and Ziran saw No. 5 push open the door of the art examination...

In just an instant, the three of them were sucked into the door, and the blood of red thunder flashed in front of them... Crashing them in the face!

And in the next second, I only felt that I was trapped in the deep sea, and under the difficulty of breathing, the system prompt came again: "Welcome to the painting art examination link, please hold your breath to paint, and draw the appearance of the Lord of the Heavenly Tribulation within five minutes!"

Knock you!

Finally, when Ziran was four minutes and one second, his mentality of thinking that he knew everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting collapsed, he rolled his eyes, fainted, and drowned in the thunder blood pool...

Before fainting, he drew a few strokes, and it was clearly obvious that he had drawn a silhouette with teeth and claws, blood-red nails, and long hair, like a painting of a sinister villain.

This is probably the Lord of the Tribulation in his mind.