"This is the fifth time I have participated in the Vajra Gate Outer Disciple Assessment."

Just when Ling Feng was puzzled, as soon as Qin Yao opened his mouth, he directly said his qualifications in the King Kong Gate, "I heard that your quota is in Li Zhengyuan's place?" It's going to take some time and trouble to find him. Simply, you come with me and go to the assessment hall to remember your name. The so-called quota application, in fact, still depends on worldly money, and the elders of the assessment hall all know that they will not be able to make a breakthrough again, and sooner or later they will inevitably die, so they will make a lot of money and bring it to the human kingdom in the future to enjoy glory and wealth, and live for a long time. ”

"I see. Thanks a lot! ”

Ling Feng was also not polite, since the other party had already had something to discuss with him, and he was willing to help at this time, he must have asked for it. In this case, it can be regarded as a transaction between each other, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about.

Ling Xichen glanced at Qin Yao in surprise, didn't say anything, and nodded at Ling Feng.

Under the guidance of Qin Yao, the two walked towards the assessment hall, the largest hall in the square.

Call! Ha!

Whew! Roar......

"Kill it! Kill it! ”

A moment later, as soon as Ling Feng and the three of them entered the gate of the assessment hall, the shouts of human monks sounded in the corridor, as well as the roars of some unknown creature, and the cheers of other human monks.

Ling Feng and Ling Xichen looked at each other, and they both noticed the look of doubt in each other's eyes.

"Every monk who participates in the Vajra Gate outer disciple assessment wants to write down his name on the assessment roster, and he has to kill a Voldemort."

Qin Yao walked forward without looking back, as if he was accustomed to the sounds of these fights, "Because, the content of the assessment of the outer disciples is to go to the Demon Valley under King Kong Mountain, where a large number of Voldemorts are gathered, and the Vajra Gate controls its periphery, names it the Demon Valley, and raises those Voldemorts in it to assess the peripheral disciples." ”

Ling Feng and Ling Xichen listened silently, did not speak, followed closely behind Qin Yao, and after a while, they walked to the wide main hall of the assessment hall.

In the center of the main hall, there is an iron cage dozens of zhang square, and in the iron cage, a human monk is fighting with an extremely ugly but very fierce monster.

The human monk had a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he looked very strong in the flesh, and he was a strong man. With a black iron meteor hammer in his hand, he swung it in a circle, knocking the ugly monster into the air and hitting the iron cage.

The iron cage did not move at all, and you can see how hard and heavy the iron cage is.

The monster was knocked away by the human monk and fell to the ground, but it didn't seem to know the pain at all, and after a roll, it rushed towards the human monk again, and the steel hook-like claws slapped wildly, causing sparks to fly from the meteor hammer in the monk's hand.

The monk cursed, his body shook, and the whole person flew into the air, and the meteor hammer in his hand swung again, smashing towards the monster's head.

"Meteor Thorn!"

At the same time, the monk let out a low roar, and his hand touched the black iron meteor hammer, as if it had touched some mechanism, and the spikes on the meteor hammer instantly increased by half a zhang, and suddenly pierced into the top of the monster's head.

Whew......

The monster screamed loudly, and its claws reached for the top of its head, as if trying to pull out the meteor thorn inserted into the top of its head, but it was so deep that the monster could not remove it no matter how hard it tried.

Annoyed and angry, the monster simply ignored the meteor thorn above his head, screamed wildly, and rushed directly towards the strong man.

The strong man was forced to retreat again and again, and suddenly gritted his teeth, and the whole person rushed straight towards the monster, holding the monster's body more than a foot high with both hands, twisting his waist and hips hard, holding it and flying into the air, a spin, aiming the monster's head at the ground, and giving it an upside-down onion.

Boom!

The monster's head hit the ground heavily, but its entire body still struggled, and there was no sign of imminent death. Seeing this, the strong man's eyes were blood-red, and regardless of how sharp the meteor thorn was, he grabbed it directly with both hands, and pressed it down fiercely.

......Shh

More meteor thorns pierced the monster's head, piercing through its hideous face. Red, purple, and black flowed out, and the stench was terrible.

At this point, the monster finally died, and the body of the upside-down onion went limp, lying motionless on the ground.

"Pass! What is your name? Outside the iron cage, there were several old men sitting at a tea table, one of whom held a roster in his hand and asked.

"Zheng Chang!"

The big man wiped his sweat, jumped out of the iron cage, walked to several old men sitting around the tea table, and reported their names to each other.

After Ling Feng came in, he quietly watched the strong man fight Voldemort until the monster died, and then he touched his nose and looked around to see where the examiner was.

"That's Lord Voldemort."

Qin Yao glanced at Ling Feng and continued to walk forward, "Now it's time to kill one." When the time comes for the official assessment, it is to kill a hundred. Therefore, many monks who have no confidence in themselves will bribe a few examiners to ask for a few more Voldemort practitioners. ”

Ling Feng and Ling Xichen listened silently, didn't say anything, and continued to follow Qin Yao inside, to the old men around the tea table.

"Elders, these two siblings are my friends, and if you want to participate in the outer disciple assessment of this sect, do you need to go to that cage to kill a Voldemort?" Qin Yao looked at a few old men and said.

"Yo, it's Miss Qin Yao, the two of them are going to participate in the peripheral disciple assessment? Hehe, since he is a friend of Miss Qin Yao, he can naturally be trusted, just write a name. Several elders laughed, and one of them said casually.

Looking at the tone in which these assessment elders were talking to Qin Yao, Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a move in his heart, and he was even more curious about Qin Yao's relationship in the Vajra Gate.

Even Ling Xichen, who was overjoyed and angry in front of outsiders, blinked his eyes and looked at Qin Yao curiously.

Next, Ling Feng and Ling Xichen looked at each other, and then wrote down their names on the assessment roster.

"Let's go. I'll take you to find two quiet rooms, which are good for cultivation. Seeing that Ling Feng and Ling Xichen had memorized their names, Qin Yao nodded slightly, turned around and said.

However, Ling Feng looked at the iron cage, and saw that a Voldemort had been put inside, and his hands were a little itchy, so he secretly rubbed his palms.

Ever since he had slaughtered the hordes of evil blood bats in Wujie Yaoling, Ling Feng's fighting intent had been completely stimulated, and as soon as he saw the evil demon, he wanted to go up and fight it and kill it happily.

In this way, you can not only temper your mind, accumulate experience, but also help to improve your cultivation, and also eradicate the evil spirits that harm one party, which is beneficial to yourself and others. It's a great thing to kill multiple birds with one stone.

Moreover, the requirement for the assessment of the outer disciples was to kill a hundred Voldemorts, and Ling Feng really wanted to try it first, so he knew it.

"Wait."

Ling Feng smiled and waved at Qin Yao and Ling Xichen, then looked at a few assessment elders, "A few elders, can I go in and try it?" ”

"Try?"

When several assessment elders heard this, they couldn't help but glance at each other. It's obvious that I've already memorized my name by relying on other people's relationships, so why do you want to try it in one fell swoop? I've never met anyone like this.

After pondering for a moment, one of the elders looked at Qin Yao, saw him nodding with his arms folded on his chest, and then said to Ling Feng, "Young man, go!" ”

"Hmm."

Ling Feng nodded, and slowly walked to the huge cage, and the person jumped suddenly, and he reached the top of the cage. Then, a formal disciple dressed in white iron clothes looked at him in surprise and opened the cage.

At this time, there was already a Voldemort in the cage, and when he heard the sound of the cage being opened from above, he immediately raised his hideous head, waved his claws, and roared at it.

Ling Feng leaned down and looked down at Voldemort, exuding a little vitality, probing whether the other party's aura was strong. It didn't take long for Ling Feng to show a wry smile on his face, and he actually stood up, as if he didn't want to get out of the cage again.

"What is this man doing? Why not go down? ”

"Alas, you don't know, that person knows Qin Yao, Qin Yao is the only female King Kong 'blonde princess' among the nine King Kongs, Yan Feiling's most trusted person, with his relationship, he didn't kill Voldemort, he had already written down his name from the assessment elder."

"Huh? So why did this person run to the cage? Doesn't this prevent others from being assessed and registered? Hey, that guy, what are you doing? Don't waste other people's time! ”

"yes, yes! I think he was scared, and he was excited at first, why is it wilting now? I must have been afraid of being torn apart by Voldemort......"

Ling Feng hesitated a little on the cage, and around the giant cage, the onlookers all whispered and discussed. Some people also pointed at Ling Feng, saying that he was retreating because he was afraid.

Hearing those people's remarks, Ling Feng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Then he didn't say anything, aimed at the cage, and jumped straight down.

Suddenly, everyone stopped talking and looked towards the cage, as if they wanted to see how Ling Feng made a fool of himself.

As soon as Ling Feng landed, Voldemort immediately let out a terrifying scream, and his huge body bounced again and again, pounced on him.

Voldemort was pitch black, with hard, thick horns all over his body, and his hands and feet were more than three feet long, and his nails were long, but they were very curved, like hooks.

Ling Feng watched Voldemort rush towards him, and the whole person stood still. His mind was at peace, his eyes staring at Voldemort's eyes without blinking.

It was a pair of black eyes, without lustre, and there was not the slightest emotion that humans could understand. If I had to say that it did, it would be just cold and unforgiving.

As Voldemort approached, Ling Feng could even smell the thick earthy smell on the other party's body, which was caused by the long-term lurking in the crypt.

Oh!

Soon, under Ling Feng's calm gaze, Voldemort had already rushed in front of him, roaring, and swooping in.

Ling Feng remained silent, and did not run any exercises, he only raised his fist, aimed at Voldemort who pounced on him, and punched it over.

Boom!

A muffled sound sounded, and just as Ling Feng's fist was punched, Voldemort stopped.

Ling Feng's fist slammed into Voldemort's head, and his entire head disappeared without a trace. I could only see countless pieces of flesh and bones flying out and sticking to the iron pillars of the cage.

Ling Feng's qi explosion with his physical strength alone directly smashed Voldemort's head into slag.

In fact, when he carefully probed Voldemort's aura fluctuations on the cage, he had already judged that the other party was not vulnerable at all in front of him. He didn't bother to fight him at the time.

However, Ling Feng had just come to the King Kong Gate, and he had to stay here for a long time, so he didn't want to leave everyone with the impression of being a coward.

So you can only show the tip of the iceberg of your strength and shock those onlookers.