A small city was formed outside the center of the Crazy Academy, at least a small city at the top.

According to the locals, the inner periphery of the Crazy Academy is called the inner city, and the outer periphery is called the outer city, and the whole is the Black Martial City.

However, looking at this majestic ancient city-like academy, Bu Shenshuang and Su Chengxi were not surprised.

The Demon Emperor Palace, where the Shenshuang lived, was much bigger than this Crazy Academy.

When I arrived at the registration location, I looked at the small square that was crowded with people.

Step Shenshuang is full of black lines on his face.

With so many people, this is the demon cultivator of the entire Ancient Xia Empire, right?

There are fifteen teams in total, and each team basically has hundreds or even thousands of people.

But fortunately, in order to save time, many people will be brushed down according to their qualifications and bloodline levels when they sign up.

The Demonic Cultivation is not the same as the Sacred Meditation Test.

Not only look at the level of cultivation, but also look at the level of bloodline.

The purer the bloodline, the more noble this demon cultivator is.

The bloodline level is the same as the power level of the Holy Cultivator, and it is divided according to the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang.

Heaven-level bloodlines generally come from the orthodox demon clan, and below the orthodox demon clan are earth-level bloodlines, not to mention some other Xuan-level bloodlines and yellow-level bloodlines.

Generally, the human race has cultivated more Xuan-level and yellow-level bloodlines, and only when there is a demon can they have heaven-level and earth-level bloodlines, it can't be said that there is none, it can only be said that it can only be singled out in millions or even tens of millions of miles.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Terran Demon Cultivators, the Xuan level is also a bloodline that can be taken out to brag about it.

Bu Shenshuang and Su Chengxi saw that the number of people in line was about the same, so they went to the nearest line to line up.

Su Chengxi looked at the crowded queue, and always felt that this queue was completely inconsistent with his boss's temperament!

I think that when I was in the demon world, who saw him didn't invite him in respectfully!

Now they have all been reduced to the point of queuing up on their own.

At this moment, Su Chengxi has more hearts if he wants to be more congested.

Hey, there is no way, I can only hold on to my aggrieved self.

After self-grievances were over, after lining up for a while, Su Chengxi became a little impatient and began to discuss with each other.

"Xiao Shuangshuang, with our qualifications, we can obviously go to the heaven-level passage to line up, why are we staying here at the Xuan level?"

After speaking, he also pointed to the heaven-level passage where there was no one over there.

Bu Shenshuang glanced at it and gave him a "Are you a bad pen" look.

"If we go, aren't we just waiting to be caught by Ling Mo? The heaven-level bloodline belongs to the orthodox demon bloodline, if you don't want to queue up, you can go to the ground-level channel. It just so happens that you go into the inner courtyard of the core first and explore the way for me. ”

Su Chengxi thought about it and felt that it was such a reason.

But I am reluctant to be here alone.

Bu Shenshuang didn't know what he was thinking, and waved his hand at him.

"You go first, and when you succeed, you can find me again."

Su Chengxi nodded, and then left the Xuanji Passage and walked towards the prefecture-level passage where there was no one either.

As for those voices who began to question Su Chengxi, Bu Shenshuang didn't care anymore.

Anyway, as long as the goods can be solved by themselves, the process doesn't matter.

It was almost dusk, and it was finally the turn of the step gods.

"What's the name, the age?"

Name?

Bu Shenshuang definitely can't be used, so you can only pull one casually.

"Buye, twelve."

Let's use Xiao Ye's first, her name is too iconic.

"Put your hands on it."

The man finished recording and pointed to the inky crystal on the side of the table.

Step God put his hands on it.

A trace of magic passed down her palm into the crystal.