"This Don... Is the master of the Wu Sect crazy?"

"Could it be that he really wants to create a Xuan-level force? That's something that only five generations of gods can do!"

"Does he really think that he can be favored once, and can he be favored a second time?"

"That's right, after all, he's just just flying up!

"If he dies in the Xuan-level assessment, it will be fun, and it can be regarded as a precedent for opening up the God Realm. ”

......

In the Valley of the Gods, the onlookers, including the six generations of gods, looked at Wu Fang in front of the statue one by one, with strange looks in their eyes, some sympathy, and some schadenfreude.

"It's coming!"

With a loud bang, the Ancestral God Statue opened its eyes again, and the blood-red eyes became more and more terrifying.

In the terrifying humming sound, blood swirled until it turned into a tall puppet.

Huo Ran, the demon idol is like having life, and a white mist emerges from his whole body. At the same time, the surface of his body was draped in a layer of red armor, and two beams of green light shot out of his eyes.

Stomp, stomp!

The demon puppet stepped towards Wu Fang, and the sound of friction sounded all over his body, and a fierce and violent terrifying aura permeated.

"If I'm not mistaken, the last Xuan-level force was established a hundred years ago!" Feeling the terrifying divine power fluctuations released from the demon puppet's body, the faces of the audience in the valley all changed suddenly, revealing shocked expressions.

Sonorous!

A sword roar that seemed to be able to tear the sky wafted from the battlefield, and the terrifying sound waves echoed in the Valley of the Gods, and the surrounding buildings shook to pieces, and a chill surged in the hearts of all the gods.

I saw a snake-shaped long sword appear in the puppet's hand, and the sword was dazzling.

With a sword in hand, the puppet is like a powerful sword god incarnated in the Chaos Era. The roar was filled with heart-pounding cruelty and brutality, and seemed to be filled with endless destruction and carnage. The source of the roar represents the most terrible calamity in the world.

"Master's cultivation can deal with this puppet?" Xiao Wu glanced at the puppet, turned his head to look at Tang San, and nervously kneaded the corners of his clothes.

Tang San shook his head, his eyes also filled with worry. Whether it was Wu Fangyi or the puppet, the cultivation of both was far beyond his ability

Bell ——!

Suddenly, the puppet moved, holding a long sword, and its body danced in an orderly manner. Every time the sword is swung, a huge momentum will condense on the tip of the sword.

This momentum continued to accumulate until the golden sword shone like the dawn of the sun.

"This breath is really terrifying! No wonder some of the five generations of gods are difficult to defeat!" The six generations of gods in the valley were dumbfounded as they looked at the dancing figure of the puppet.

"This Wumen master who has just risen up is really arrogant, and he is destined to live for a short time. More and more gods began to sympathize with Wu Fang, and even the clergy felt sorry for Wu Fang.

Whew!

The puppet came to Wu Fang's side, the sword in his hand fell, the tip of the sword fixed the void, and the place where the sword body passed was like a firework, which was extremely gorgeous.

The terrible aftermath spread out like the waves of the sea, shaking the hearts of those who watched the battle.

However, just when everyone's heartstrings were tense, thinking that Wu Fang would be killed on the spot by this sword, a scene that made them unbelievable happened.

I saw that Wu Fang, whose expression had not changed from beginning to end, reached out extremely casually and reached out to meet the long sword that shot at the divine light, and then flicked his fingers carelessly.

Rumble!

The seemingly ordinary fingertips burst out with a violent energy that destroyed the world and the earth.

In an instant, the void twisted and collapsed, and the brilliant serpentine sword shattered and dissipated into a rain of light.

Before everyone could react, the violent energy that shattered the sword swept towards the puppet.

In an instant, the puppet exploded, turning into tens of thousands of pieces, flying in all directions.

After the explosion, the battlefield suddenly fell silent, and almost at the same time, the originally noisy Kamiya also fell into a dead silence.

Whether it was the clergy, the six generations of gods, or other people watching the battle, they stared at Wu Fang in the battlefield one by one, their expressions were frozen, they were dumbfounded, and only astonishment was left on their faces.

"Master, he won!" Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong couldn't help but cheer excitedly, although the others didn't show any pompousness, their faces were also filled with joy.

"In this way, isn't the strength of the sect master still above the five generations of gods!" Tang Chen and Tang Hao glanced at each other, and couldn't help but gasp, and the gaze that looked at Wu Fang became more and more reverent.

Rumble!

The sky roared, and the yellow light above the idol turned blue, and at the same time, the large red characters on the rune monument hovering in all corners of the god realm also changed.

[Wu Gate, Xuan-level power]

"Look at the heavens! It's changed, it's changed!"

"It's... How is this possible!"

"Xuan-level forces, could it be said that the strength of this Wu Sect Master is already comparable to the five generations of gods!"

"How did he cultivate in the Douluo Continent!"

"Maybe there's something wrong with the ancestral statue! Let's go over and take a look!"

......

The change in the vision of the heavenly dome once again caused an uproar in the divine realm, and those gods who were close to the divine valley turned into divine rainbows and headed towards the divine valley.

And at this moment, the consternation on the faces of the onlookers in the Divine Valley climbed to another level, and it was already indescribably numb.

"He... Does he still have to challenge the ground test..."The onlookers looked at the battlefield in amazement.

The metaphysical examination is over, and the master of the Wu Sect has no intention of leaving!

This time, everyone, including the six generations of gods, no one gossiped or sneered, and one by one just fixed their eyes on Wu Fang's body.

After all, who would have expected that this Wu Sect Master would be able to pass the metaphysical examination?

Maybe...... What if, this Wumen master really has the hands to pass the ground exam and create a prefecture-level force!

Thundered!

Soon, the statue of the ancestral god shook again.

Unlike the previous two times, this time the bright light around the ancestral god statue turned into a billowing black mist, enveloping Wu Fang inside.

At this moment, for the onlookers, there was only a darkness left in their sight, and no matter how powerful their divine sense was, they couldn't see a scene in the black fog.

Fortunately, they all seem to understand the current scene.

Whether it is the ground test or the heavenly test, the people watching the battle are invisible, and all they can see is the color change of the light cluster above the stone statue. If the light group changes from azure blue to black, it means that it has passed the assessment, if it is still blue, it means that it has not passed, and if the light group disappears, it means that the person participating in the assessment has died.

Woohoo!

Just as everyone was quietly waiting for the change of the light cluster, several divine rainbows crossed from a distance, and appeared above the Divine Valley in an instant.

"Where is the person who killed Xiao Jiu!"

Suddenly, a cold voice filled with cold murderous intent exploded from the heavenly dome and swept through the entire Divine Valley.