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But no one dared to make a loud noise.

In front of the central stele hall, there was a row of guards dressed in gray clothes, there were more than three hundred people, all of them were the pinnacle of the three-pattern sage.

And standing in front is the terrifying Dongbo Eagle of Shengwei.

At this time, Dong Boying was also wearing a gray robe, but on the chest of his gray robe, the pattern printed on it indicated that he was an elder of the foreign sect.

"Every 100 people in a group, each group is divided into ten squads, automatically combined!"

Dongboy's voice without a trace of emotion rolled down.

The people present, like Tang Mingyang, had long known the ruthlessness of this Dongboying.

No one dares to remain indifferent.

"Childe. ”

The four girls of Meng Baimei all looked at Tang Mingyang.

"Follow me. ”

Tang Mingyang said.

"Hmm. ”

The four daughters of Meng Baimei were happy in their hearts.

On the other side, Yin Shui Rou Lingjue transmitted the thought to Tang Mingyang, and said, "Tang Gongzi, come over to us, what are you doing with these four natives? What, do you get along with each other?"

"In the past nearly a year, they have served me conscientiously, they can be regarded as my maids, and I am a person who is affectionate. Since your side is full, then I won't go. ”

Tang Mingyang said lightly.

He looked at Yin Shuirou's side, and all the people in the group were three-pattern assessors.

"Then boy, let's form a team and join our group. ”

Yin Shuirou's eyes swept over the four daughters of Meng Baimei with deep meaning, and said with a smile.

"Good. ”

With Tang Mingyang's prestige, it was easy to form another five natives.

His team joined Yin Shuirou's group.

More than 20,000 people formed more than 200 groups, and in the end, a few dozen people could not make up enough for 100 people.

"Since there are not enough people, then there is no need for you to live. ”

Dong Boying's voice fell, and the dozens of people who couldn't form a group were suddenly killed immediately.

Tang Mingyang's spiritual consciousness quietly probed over, and found that in the sea of consciousness of these dozens of people, the spiritual consciousness was instantly destroyed by the imprisoned word-killing token rune, leaving only a pure killing aura.

The people present were shocked by Dong Boying's moody means, and their hearts were cold.

And Tang Mingyang, Yin Shuirou and other assessors, their eyes lit up.

"In this way, the key to controlling the forbidden spell of the word-killing token is on the body of this Dongbo Eagle. ”

Yin Shui Rou secretly sent an auto-message to all the assessors present, but in the face of complete certainty, they did not dare to act rashly.

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"Summoning you here today is an assessment of all of you, and those who excel can be promoted to guards, or even become members of the inner sect of the Demon Slayer Sect. ”

Dongboying's holy might enveloped the audience, and his voice came faintly.

Everyone began to listen.

"Ten days later, it will be the opening day of the once every ten years in the Land of Ghost Ruins, and at that time, the nine major sects of the Falling Star Continent will send a large number of outer disciples to exorcise ghosts, as an assessment for the promotion of outer disciples to inner disciples. According to the rules, our Demon Slaying Sect and many forces that have grudges with the Nine Great Sects will also send many peripheral members to the assessment to intercept and kill the outer disciples of the Nine Great Sects. ”

"Every disciple of the Nine Great Sects has an identity token in his hand. According to the rules, among you, if you can get one token, you are eligible to be promoted to become a dungeon guard, if you get ten tokens, you can be promoted to become an elite disciple of our foreign sect of the Demon Slayer Sect, and get the opportunity to focus on training, and whoever can get a hundred tokens can directly become a disciple of the inner sect. ”

"Of course, you target the disciples of the Nine Great Sects, and the disciples of the Nine Great Sects also target you. Each of you will have a token on your body, and they agree to collect the token on your body as the basis for the evaluation of the promotion of inner disciples. Therefore, even if you collect the tokens of the disciples of the Nine Great Sects, if you lose your tokens, then the one who loses the tokens will die!"

Dongboying briefly explained the situation of this task.

When Yin Shuirou and the others heard this, their eyes lit up.

To put it bluntly, this is a battle between the nine major sects of the Falling Star Continent and the hostile forces such as the Demon Slayer Sect, and the two sides put their disciples in the same place to fight.

And as long as they can collect one hundred tokens of the Nine Great Sects, then they can become the inner disciples of the Demon Killing Sect, thus breaking away from the confinement of the Word Killing Token.

When the time comes, whether to leave or stay, is it not up to them to decide?

After Dong Boying finished commanding.

Three of the dungeon guards each came to their group as the captain of their group.

"My name is Tao Feng, and the two of them are called Shi Tie and Lin Stick, and we also came out of the underground palace and made great achievements to become guards. This assessment task is also very important to the three of us! So, you people have listened to me! We let you kill people, you will kill people for me, we will ask you to hand over the tokens in your hands, and you will hand over the tokens in your hands to us, do you know?"

Tao Feng, as the leader of Tang Mingyang's group, stood in front of the group and began to lecture.

Tang Mingyang and the other assessors all sneered in their hearts.

You little native, just let you be arrogant for a while, and wait until you get to the land of ghost ruins to see how to clean you up.

"Alright, come with me!"

After Tao Feng finished giving a lecture to everyone, he began to leave with Tang Mingyang's group.

The rest of the dungeon guards also left in different directions with everyone.

Walking out of this square, a tall building in the shape of a stone monument appeared in front of it.

"For the past few days, our group has been resting here! ”

Tao Feng said lightly, but his eyes were on the bewitching and beautiful women in the team such as Yin Shuirou and Meng Baimei, looking at it wantonly.

Tang Mingyang walked into the high-rise building and chose a room at random.

The whole room is very spacious, more than 300 square meters, just like going to a high-end restaurant inn, there are soft beds, clean clothes, and various snacks and spiritual fruits on the table.

If the treatment here is compared to the underground palace, it can be regarded as heaven.

Tang Mingyang Shi unfolded the image realm of the Yellow Spring Blood Sea and swept the things in the room, and there was no problem.

He picked up the snacks on the table, ate them gently, and boiled a pot of hot water to make himself a cup of spiritual tea.

He glanced at the folded clothes on the bed, and walked over to pick them up, it was a gray robe with the logo of the Cult of Slayer engraved on it, and next to it, there was a stone stele-shaped token.

He thought that this gray robe was probably the costume of the Demon Killing Sect that he wore on the day of the assessment, and this token was his identity token.

The token is there, the person is there, the token is lost, the person is dead.

His spiritual thoughts probed into the identity token, and seemed to sense Tang Mingyang's thoughts with a murderous aura, and a stream of information was transmitted into Tang Mingyang's sea of knowledge.

"Huh?"

Tang Mingyang's face was overjoyed.

This information is a martial art, called "Nine Styles of Killing", which is a supporting martial art of "Yuansha Meditation Technique", a Xuan-level inferior product.

Tang Mingyang browsed carefully.

Martial arts are mainly techniques for the use of holy power.

The higher the level of martial arts, the greater the power exerted by the Holy Power.

For example, the holy power that is also 1 is definitely more powerful when used with a Xuan-level lower-grade martial art than with a yellow-level lower-grade martial art.

This Nine Styles of Killing focuses on condensing the killing energy in the imagery, and then integrating the image into the moves.

"Xuan-level low-grade martial arts, if they are exchanged in the task assessment ring, there are not millions, but they can't be exchanged!"

Earned!

Tang Mingyang was happy in his heart, in the past few days, he planned to spend his energy cultivating this Nine Killing Forms, at least to cultivate it to the stage of transcendence.

This is not difficult for Tang Mingyang, who has a strong spiritual sense.

Two days later, Tang Mingyang had already cultivated the third form of the Nine Killing Styles to the stage of transcendence.

Fascinating, that is, able to turn moves into imagery.

"I've started cultivating the Fourth Form!"

Tang Mingyang was not complacent, he was like an assessor like Yin Shuirou, he was afraid that he would cultivate even faster than him.

Every time you practice one more move, your strength will increase a little more.

Just then, the bell in the room rang.

"What?"

Tang Mingyang, who was cultivating in the room, frowned slightly, and couldn't help but stop cultivating, and at the same time, the spiritual image radiated out, canceling the soundproofing taboo in the room.

Suddenly, outside the door, Meng Jiuniang's anxious voice came.

"Childe, help, help. ”

Meng Jiuniang said in an anxious voice.

"What?"

Tang Mingyang asked, opened the door of the room, and saw Meng Jiuniang's clothes running a little untidy.

"Childe, that ...... That Tao Feng ran into Sister Baimei's room, and asked Sister Qingmei and Sister Wen to serve him together. I saw that this was not good, so I escaped. Childe, please save them. ”

Meng Jiuniang's eyes were red, tears were like rain, and she looked pitiful, speaking of which, she knelt down towards Tang Mingyang.

When Tang Mingyang heard this, his brows furrowed.

"You get up first. ”

Tang Mingyang said.

"Childe ......"

Meng Jiuniang couldn't stand on her knees.

"Get up, come with me. ”

Tang Mingyang didn't want to meddle in things, but although the four daughters of Mengbaimei had never had a relationship with him, they served him as a slave and a maid in this year, this is friendship.

"Hmm. ”

Meng Jiuniang wiped a handful of tears, and then got up to follow.

Tang Mingyang lives on the ninth floor, while Meng Jiuniang and the four of them live on the thirty-sixth floor.

When he walked to the thirty-fifth floor, at the top of the stairs, Yin Shuirou was already standing there.

She glanced lightly at Meng Jiuniang, whose eyes were red, her eyes fell on Tang Mingyang's body, and said, "Why do you want to wade into troubled waters for them? After all, Tao Feng is our team leader." ”

"I've been with them for a long time, and I have a friendship. ”

Tang Mingyang said lightly.

"Serving men. Didn't these women do it often before? Do you think they're all saints? Maybe they set up traps for you to drill into them. ”

Yin Shuirou said.

Tang Mingyang frowned, glanced at Meng Jiuniang next to him, stretched his brows randomly, and said lightly: "The past is the past, and the present is the present." ”

"I see, it seems that you are really a friendly person. Okay, if you're looking for death, then go up. ”

Yin Shuirou said, getting out of the way, looking at Tang Mingyang with a little coldness in her beautiful eyes.

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