"All those who are here, come here and get the number."

A middle-aged monk at the peak of the Qi refining period appeared on the stage.

Suddenly, hundreds of people very consciously stepped forward to receive the number in turn.

Luo Fan went up last, but he didn't expect that there was still a number one left.

There were no groups of ten people, and they entered the place of desperate trials in groups. Life and death are at your own risk, and if someone is not willing to take the risk, they can hand over the number now and quit automatically.

Everyone was silent, and no one wanted to lose this person.

Soon, Luo Fan and nine other people stood in front of a dark hole.

This hole, like a black hole, is very bottomless and pitch black.

What's even more terrifying is that around the hole of this passage, there is a pair of hands, constantly pulling, as if they want to send it out from it.

"There are many evil spirits in the trial, very powerful, and full of conspiracies, if you encounter them, try to avoid them, and don't carry them hard." Middle-aged monk Wang Jun reminded.

It's a pity that there are not many people who listen to him, they are all communicating with each other, and none of them take it seriously.

Wang Jun shook his head secretly, his face was not very good-looking.

This group of wine bags and rice bags are unlucky eggs and cannon fodder at first glance!

Forget it, leave them alone.

Wang Jun's face was slightly cold, and he said coldly: "This time, the more task objects you destroy or subdue, the higher the number of points you get, and the top ten in the total number of points will directly pass the screening and become a formal student ......."

Luo Fan's eyes moved slightly, he was actually earning points, it was his business, and he didn't want to enter Xianfan Academy.

"I'll go first!"

In the Luo Fan group, a young man who was only in the early stage of congenital thought rushed up the most excitedly and jumped in directly.

Unexpectedly, those palms all retracted at this moment, as if they were going to catch him.

Next, the second and third...... One by one, they all went in.

In the first group, only Luo Fan remained, and the two ghost drivers were waiting outside the hotel, not daring to approach here at all.

Even if it is a seventh-level spirit general, facing so many innate masters at one time, or even no less than ten early stage qi refining masters, they have to urinate.

When Luo Fan jumped in, those palms stretched out one by one, like a joke, extending infinitely, which was particularly terrifying.

Swish!

Luo Fan took out the soul whip, swept it, and suddenly fell to the ground and broke his hand.

The darkness in front of him turned around, revealing light, and Luo Fan found that he and the other nine people were standing on an altar similar to a teleportation platform, but full of yin qi and particularly gloomy.

And the black hole, and the dense palms, are all in the air.

was whipped by Luo Fan, and these severed hands fell down like rain, and even hit the heads of two of them, which was particularly sour.

"......" everyone's eyes were about to fall off, and they looked at Luo Fan strangely.

"Damn, what's so sacred, fake, right?" A young man, looking at Luo Fan's indifferent expression like a god of war, couldn't help but be envious.

He didn't believe it, he didn't believe that a peer who couldn't feel the breath was so much stronger than him.

"Huh, fake? Why don't you fake one for me to see, these are all hands transformed by evil qi, and all of them are comparable to the strength of the middle innate stage. ”

A crowd of people dodged and fled the altar.

Rumble!

A thunderclap made the already dim place of trials even more terrifying.

"Little brother, come down quickly, this altar is about to be urged, this is the altar that gathers evil spirits, those evil hands are just the most rubbish ......"

A young man in his thirties rushed up and was ready to run with Rovan.

And at this moment, the altar instantly turned black, and there was a dead silence.

"Oops, it's over!" The young man wanted to weep without tears.

"Ding, from Xiao Ming's worries during the Qi refining period......"

Xiao Ming? What the hell is Xiao Ming?

The corners of Luo Fan's mouth twitched, and he looked at the black altar with a smile.

The release of the True Eye, coupled with the scanning skill, simply don't see too clearly.

A huge head transformed by black thoughts and yin qi was condensing above the altar.

"Run, the evil spirit is about to be born!"

"I'm scrambling, it's really a cheat, that senior, isn't it really aimed at us? That's a lot of luck, isn't it? ”

“……”

Luo Fan's head is full of black lines. Big brothers, can you not be so nonsensical, complaining while running, are they all so good?

"Huh!"

The head of the evil spirit is getting bigger and bigger, and in just ten minutes, the breath has climbed to the peak of the innate nature, and he looks at Luo Fan with a squint, very tall.

"The little one has the courage to kneel and beg me, I can let you get out of the altar and start your real journey." This evil spirit is inexplicably harmonious.

Syllable!

A slap in the face, Luo Fan gave him an answer.

The evil spirit was directly blinded, what is the situation? He pretended to be too happy, who beat him!

When he looked closely, the cultivators around him had already fled, leaving only the young man he had taken a fancy to.

"You hit me?" The head of the evil spirit stared at Luo Fan deadly.

"Ding, the wrath ...... from evil spirits"

Luo Fan laughed: "Let me kneel and beg you?" ”

As soon as the soul whip was whipped, it directly opened a huge crack in the evil spirit's head, and a foul smell continued to emerge.

"Good luck?" Luo Fan smiled even brighter, but the evil spirit was scared half to death.

"That's right, it's really lucky, otherwise how could you encounter an evil spirit as soon as you come in."

Luo Fan's words changed, and he whipped it over again, and this evil spirit, which was comparable to the early stage of qi refining, was stunned.

It's still unreasonable, he just said one sentence, why are you so tormented about labor and management?

"Ding, I just grabbed a little bit of the spiritual power of other evil spirits, am I easy for me, ......"

The evil spirit wants to vomit blood, and it will never pretend.

"Kneel and beg you to ......" Before Luo Fan's words fell, he dragged out two words, and the evil spirit on the altar instantly hit the ground with his face, banging, as if kowtowing.

"Ding, a kneeling plea from the evil spirit, he begged the host, stop scaring him......"

Luo Fan looked at the evil spirit indifferently, and when the evil spirit almost knocked its head out of shape, he slowly opened his mouth and swallowed the altar, which was very rich and pure Yin Qi.

Licking his tongue, such a pure yin aura is very rare, and he is a little unsatisfied.

When the black fog cleared, the other trialists who had been hiding far away watched this scene in amazement.

"Ding, the stunned from the trialist Huang Xiao, what's going on? Isn't that an evil spirit, how can you kowtow to this kid......"

"Ding, the consternation from Trialist Two, is this kneeling and begging that kid......"

A group of trialists blew up.

This person came in with them, and when he came in, he swept through with a few whips, tearing off those weird palms, and now it makes these at least sixth-level evil spirits almost cry in fright, what kind of immortal operation is this?

They looked at Luo Fan's gaze, and finally changed.

This is a madman!

Can't afford to mess with a madman!

It's just so perverted, how can they play like this......