Nobody cares about this hapless guy.

Those who passed this level of trial all hurried towards the next level.

"Wake up, hey, wake up!"

Qiao Ladan didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, so he patted his hand on Qiao Linger's face, and it was also a shame that he knew that he was restrained and did not use that brute force, otherwise, Qiao Linger's already ugly face would have to be even uglier.

I don't know how many times I took it, but I finally woke up Qiao Ling'er.

"Little nun, tell me honestly, who are you?"

That familiar look has always made Joradan linger, and as soon as he saw that the ugly nun was awake, he began to ask questions urgently.

Qiao Ling'er naturally wouldn't tell the truth.

"Hmph, I won't tell you!"

The tone.

"Hey!"

Joradan was furious.

I thought, Master, I am kind enough to help you pass the trial, you are still in such a tone, do you think that I am a bully!

Get up and go.

Can't go!

It is the most suitable to describe Qiao Ling'er with a moving rabbit, I didn't see any movement, Qiao Ling'er, who was still lying on the ground just now, had already stood beside Qiao Ladan, and the thick right hand pinched the sleeve of Joladan's robe again, and then, with two eyes, one big and one small, glared at Jingqiu demonstratively.

"Nima!"

Joradan felt the urge to jump over the wall.

This ugly nun is definitely an acquaintance, absolutely, otherwise, she wouldn't be so desperate to rely on herself.

But.

Who is it?

"Sister, can you give me some hints?"

Qiao Ling'er shook her head.

Can't give.

Can't give at all!

This guy in front of him is cunning, thinking that at the beginning, just by refining the Qi Realm, he could sit at the head of the Golden Sword Sect, and even the elixir sect and the Spirit Wolf Sect were integrated with the Golden Sword Sect.

Such cunning people, with the slightest hint, will guess their identity.

Therefore, you must not give, not at all!

Even.

Qiao Ling'er, who was playful, made up her mind and immediately changed some of her previous little habits, so as not to be guessed by this treacherous guy!

Yes, that's all!

So, my head shook like a rattle, and I didn't say anything.

Jordan is a depressed one.

I obviously feel like an acquaintance, but I don't know who the other party is, and in my heart, it's like being scratched by a hateful cat, which is uncomfortable.

"Forget it, forget it, let's go to the trial first!"

I have already seen that this ugly nun refuses to tell her true identity, since this is the case, I won't bother with that leisure, first find a way to enter the Taizong Academy, and first find a way to contact the bones of the divine dragon!

Go with the flow.

More and more monks teleported to the island.

The hall where Joladan and the others had just left had entered a large number of monks.

"By the way, the old man is already tired, who will try it?"

I'm guessing.

Another old man crossed the void and landed outside the main hall.

Feelings, replaced!

Go forward, the second level.

As soon as he entered the main hall, Joradan was happy.

It was none other than the old man who had just presided over the trial of divine consciousness, who had come here.

Why are you here?

Why else, tired!

The trial of divine consciousness is the most consuming of the mind, if it is a normal trial, it can still hold on for more than ten waves, but when he encounters such a demon as Joladan, this old man is tired enough, and he falls directly in a wave.

The number of people in Taizong's academy is limited, and it is a big event to catch up with recruiting students, no one can be idle, and it is not possible to rest, so simply exchange it with the old friend who presided over the second level of the trial.

The second level is easy!

What to do?

Strength, agility, resistance ...... In short, it's a kind of thing related to the body.

Don't look at this old man is not a demon cultivator, but, after all, he is a god realm, and his physical body is not as strong as words, and ordinary demon cultivators in the Peiyuan realm may not be able to fight this old man.

With this kind of strength, isn't it easy to test a group of monks who have built a foundation and formed a Dan realm?

Thereupon.

Cangwu real people came here.

Not.

This old man's name is Cangwu Zhenren.

Seeing that there were already a lot of people coming, Cangwu Zhenren waved his hand and signaled to start.

The middle-aged monk standing next to him stepped forward.

"This level is a test of your physical strength, as long as you can dodge or withstand the five melee attacks of Cangwu Zhenren, it is considered to have cleared the level, the more attacks you carry, the better the results!"

Some people are not happy about this.

Who?

O righteous monk!

"This is too unfair, isn't it, we righteous monks don't forge their bodies at all, how can we fight hand-to-hand?"

"That's it, the demon cultivator will be stupid and don't pull a few forging bodies!"

"I'm only refining my divine sense, and I won't be able to fight hand-to-hand at all!"

"It's just, it's so unfair!"

It's not fair?

If you really want to say that it is unfair, the last round of divine consciousness trials is unfair to demon cultivators, who pay attention to forging their bodies, although they also cultivate divine sense, they are more than a star and a half weaker than righteous path cultivators.

Because of this, in the last round of trials, most of the eliminated ones were demon cultivators.

So.

Fair!

Fair enough!

Those demon cultivators who finally carried the last game, when they saw that the second game was a physical test, it was a joy.

Begin!

A demon cultivator stepped forward.

Hehe......

wiped a handful of blood from the corners of his mouth, and cleared the customs in five moves.

It's not over yet.

I felt that I could carry it again, but this demon cultivator asked for an extra game, not to mention, he actually carried two more punches from Cangwu Zhenren, and after calculating it, he actually carried seven attacks and got a medium result.

The second person came on.

This one is not good, that thin figure, at first glance, it is the kind of righteous monk who has been meditating and meditating for many years.

Sure enough.

Boom!

The goods that are killed by one punch are eliminated directly.

Again.

Go on.

......

The progress is fast.

Thereupon.

It didn't take long for the three of them to take their turn.

"I'll go first!"

To Joraldan's surprise, the ugly nun preemptively asked to play.

What's going on?

I'm confused.

In fact, it was very simple, Qiao Linger thought that she would play first and consume the strength of this cangwu real person, so that Qiao Ladan would be easier to clear the level.

So.

Rush!

Good guy, everyone else is standing in place waiting to greet or dodge Cangwu Zhenren's attack, Qiao Ling'er is good, and actually rushed towards Cangwu Zhenren.

Cangwu Zhenren was furious.

The enemies are very red when they see each other!

The last level didn't eliminate this ugly nun who should have been eliminated a long time ago, but I didn't think about it, but I met it here again.

"This ugly nun must be eliminated this time!"

"Hmph, although the old man is not a demon cultivator, he should not be underestimated, and he will stun you with one punch!"

The nuns are all righteous monks, and the righteous monks are not good at forging the body, so Cangwu Zhenren is ruthless, but he has restrained some of his strength, so as not to accidentally blow the little nun to death.

Then the power of Sancheng is good, and the power of Sancheng can be retracted and released freely, and once it is found that it is not good, it can be withdrawn.

So.

Drink!

Cangwu Zhenren shouted, and with the strength of three thousand catties of iron fist, he blasted towards the little nun who was rushing towards him.

Thereupon.

Bad luck.

Just listen to the bang.

Cangwu Zhenren's face turned red, and he was shocked by the surging qi and blood.