"What kind of cultivation are these two?"

"I don't know, poor with a weak breath...... Looks like they're going to be in trouble!"

Everyone's eyes turned and fell on Chu Jingtian and Lu Jianli.

When everyone felt that their aura was not very high, they all showed mocking looks. As far as everyone is concerned, not many people dislike Wang Luocheng's actions, and there are even many who secretly approve.

After all, the fewer people who take the exam, the more likely they are to pass.

"Didn't you hear what I just said?"

I saw Wang Luocheng's eyes turning, looking at Chu Jingtian.

"Me?"

Chu Jingtian laughed dumbly.

He didn't expect that one day, he would actually become a weak person in the eyes of others.

However, he and Lu Jianli specially restrained their breath, and in the eyes of outsiders, they naturally looked weak and pitiful, and it was natural to be targeted.

Although he wanted to choose to be low-key, it didn't mean that anyone came to the door, he had to pinch his nose and bow his head, ignoring the mocking eyes around him, Chu Jingtian said lightly: "I naturally heard it, but I advise you, it's better not to ask for hardship!"

Rumble!

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar all around.

Everyone looked sideways at Chu Jingtian.

"This kid is really bold!"

"This is to offend Wang Luocheng to death, isn't he afraid of death?"

"Hehe, the young man doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and he doesn't know that the underworld assessment is going to begin, and he will drill here with his head!"

There was a scoff.

This is the Sacred Realm of Reality.

Everything speaks with strength!

The weak are not even qualified to be pitied!

"Good boy, you dare to look down on me!" Wang Luocheng glanced at Chu Tiantian coldly, "It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, since that's the case, I'll send you to Guixi first!"

Wang Luocheng turned around and walked directly towards Chu Jingtian.

As a notorious existence in the Holy Realm, Wang Luocheng didn't know how much blood was stained on his hands. It's just a young man who doesn't know whether to live or die, and he doesn't care about it at all.

Looking at Wang Luocheng who came over, Chu Jingtian frowned slightly: "Let me ask you again, do you want to make a move on me?"

"Why, now that I know I'm scared, it's a pity that it's too late!" Wang Luocheng sneered.

Rumble!

At this moment, a faint light suddenly swept from a distance. It was like a lightning bolt that quickly crossed the void, and almost half a snap of his fingers flew from the end of the mountains and forests to the front of the City God Temple.

The light dissipated, revealing a strong man wearing a silver ghost mask.

"Meet your lord!"

Looking at this revealing figure, everyone who was bored waiting was in high spirits, and immediately shouted respectfully.

"Lucky for you, I'll let you go first!"

Wang Luocheng took a deep look at Chu Jingtian and stopped his gaze towards him. Like everyone else, he bowed down to the strong man with the silver ghost mask.

Chu Jingtian's expression remained unchanged, and he ignored Wang Luocheng's threat at all.

"Boss, is this the person in the underworld?" Lu Jianli asked in a low voice.

"Yes, he's just a peripheral member!" Chu Jingtian explained, "There are four types of peripheral members, each of which is distinguished by a mask. Black iron, bronze, silver, gold!"

"The Black Iron Mask, known as the Geist, is one of the lowest of the outer members. Responsible for gathering intelligence, doing some chores, and chores. Some of the dirty work will be assigned to them to do. If we join the Underworld, we will become 'Wandering Spirits'!"

"The bronze mask, known as the onicha. This level is a lot higher, and it belongs to the advanced level of the geist. ”

'The Silver Mask, known as the Nakshatra, has risen in status a lot. Basically, they have completed some tricky tasks, and they can be regarded as old men of peripheral members. Even if it is placed in the Holy Realm, it is equivalent to the deacons of some families. ’

"The Golden Mask, known as the Rakshasa is the supreme member of the outer world, equivalent to the elders of the outer families, and its status in the underworld is only lower than that of those core members. ”

"Each level has different rights and obligations. The higher the level, the greater the degree of freedom in the underworld. If you can become a core member, you will have the qualifications to talk to the head of the Holy Land. ”

When Lu Jianli heard this, he was still a little ignorant.

Chu Jingtian didn't go into details, anyway, there were clear hierarchies in the underworld, and the higher the status, the more resources he enjoyed. Of course, the highest status is tantamount to those core members:

The gods of the underworld!

After the silver-faced Yaksha landed, his gaze swept around, and he slowly pinched out a seal, pointing a little towards the void.

Immediately afterwards, a huge black vortex quickly appeared in the center of the City God Temple.

"Come with me, this is the place for the assessment! Lord Rakshasa is already waiting in it!"

The hoarse voice of the silver-faced yaksha sounded slowly.

"Whoosh!"

After speaking, he stepped out, and the whole person was already sucked into the whirlpool.

"Let's go!"

"I didn't expect a golden-faced rakshasa to come this time!"

"I don't know what the task of the assessment is!"

After seeing the silver-faced Yaksha jump into the whirlpool, everyone followed in the midst of a lot of discussions.

"Let's go too!"

Chu Jingtian took a deep breath, jumped away from his body with Lu Jian, and quickly jumped into the black whirlpool.

Heaven and earth are turning.

One moment, he was still in front of the dilapidated City God Temple, and the next moment he had come to the secret realm.

Looking up, this is a vast secret realm, surrounded by a huge sea area. Only in the middle of the sea are hundreds of small islands. Around the island, all directions were cracked into whirlpools, and it was obvious that they were the martial artists who participated in the assessment in the other City God Temples.

There were about thirty whirlpools in total, more than 100 people, and at least fifty or sixty.

And in the very center of this small island, there is a man wearing a golden rakshasa mask standing in his hands, he is looking at the warriors who entered the secret realm to participate in the assessment one by one with his hands behind his back, until the last person entered, the whirlpool was completely closed, and the golden-faced rakshasa slowly spoke:

"Now that everyone is here, now I will announce the content of this assessment!"

Suddenly, everyone present listened carefully.

"Before you, there are three thousand six hundred islands. In these small islands, there are a hundred Heavenly Palace powerhouses captured by Lord Judge!"

Rumble!

The crowd was in an uproar.

The powerhouse of the Heavenly Palace was actually caught and entered here?

Everyone present was a little incredulous.

Only Chu Jingtian frowned slightly, he had already expected that this mission was very likely to be related to the Heavenly Palace Martial Artist.

Sure enough, I only heard the other party continue:

"What you have to do is to hunt down these Heavenly Palace powerhouses and snatch the masks on their faces. To pass the test, everyone has to hand in at least five masks for a month, understand?"

As soon as these words came out, Chu Jingtian's face sank for a moment.

(End of chapter)