On the Shanlanzong Square, tens of thousands of monks gathered around the stone platform to watch the last day's assessment and selection.

There were not only the disciples of the Shanlan Sect in the crowd, but also the people who had been qualified for the selection before, but compared to the disciples of the Shanlan Sect, their number was too small, only a full eighty.

These eighty people are all elites selected from the scattered cultivation, even if they are disciples of the Shanlan Sect, they don't dare to despise them, not only because they are about to become the outer disciples of the Divine Hades Temple, but also because in the previous assessment and selection, the strength and means they showed made the disciples of the Shanlan Sect feel jealous.

There were even a few murderous loose cultivators, who were so frightened that the female disciples of the Shanlan Sect screamed and left, how could they have ever seen a bloody scene.

These eighty people seem to be harmonious, but in fact, they are secretly guarding against each other, if there is a chance to fall into the well, they will never be stingy with their own hands, and push each other into the abyss of death.

Although they had become ironclad disciples of the Outer Sect of the Divine Hades Temple, everyone knew that among the huge outer disciples, except for themselves, everyone else was a competitor, and if they were merciful to others, they would be cruel to themselves, and this was clear to any casual cultivator.

They all looked at the assessment and selection on the stage, and their eyes were burning, and they were extremely attentive to those who performed outstandingly.

In just one hour, more than 100 competitions have been held.

and powerful loose cultivation, go to the stage and directly kill the opponent, defeating or killing the opponent at a lightning speed, in order to deter the eighty people who have not yet entered the competition.

After another stick of incense, during the one hundred and thirty-fourth game, Qin Ming saw the golden stick in his hand emitting a dazzling golden light, and he knew that it was time for him to play.

Qin Ming's figure flickered, and under the horrified gaze of everyone around him, he appeared directly on the stone platform, which made the yellow-faced monk opposite very nervous.

The yellow-faced monk was a cultivator in the late stage of Chong Ying, but his intuition told him that the young man in Tsing Yi opposite was extremely terrifying, which could be seen from the strange speed at which he came to power.

However, after seeing that Qin Ming's cultivation was only in the middle of the Immortal Realm, he was slightly relieved in his heart, and he also had his own killer weapon, no matter how mysterious the other party was, he would fall at his feet.

"Let's go!"

A dull sound settled, and the yellow-faced monk perked up, waving a black gold stick in his hand, but when he raised his eyes, he found that there was no trace of Qin Ming on the other side.

This......

"It's too slow. ”

At this moment, a faint voice came into the ears of the yellow-faced monk, which made him feel frightened, and the black gold stick in his hand was just about to swing out, only to feel a pain in his body, and the whole person fainted to the ground in a blur.

The audience was silent, except for the elders of the Shanlan Sect in the distance, everyone else didn't know how Qin Ming appeared behind the yellow-faced monk, which made them extremely shocked.

Such an astonishing speed is completely beyond the mastery of a monk in the netherworld, but it happened to a monk in the middle of the netherworld, which is completely unreasonable and inexplicable.

"Interesting, this kid seems to have mastered some kind of footwork secret technique, with his boots, the speed is simply impeccable in the Rushing Underworld, it seems that this is inherited by his ancestors, what a lucky little guy. A Shan Lan Sect Nirvana Elder muttered to himself with interest.

As for the other Nirvana elders, they naturally also saw Qin Ming's depth.

Although Qin Ming's cultivation was not very good in their eyes, as the elder said, the boots on Qin Ming's feet combined with the footwork secret technique made his speed reach an astonishing level, although for a Nirvana monk, or even a sect monk, this speed was not very good, but it was an incredible speed in the Rushing Underworld.

"Hmph, what's the use of winning with treasures, even if you finally enter the Divine Hades Temple, you will be eliminated among the thousands of outer disciples, foreign objects are foreign objects after all, everything depends on yourself. A Nirvana old woman snorted coldly.

He wasn't targeting Qin Ming, but he was not used to relying on treasures to win, and the other Nirvana elders shook their heads and chuckled when they saw this, but they knew that when the old woman was young, she had been defeated with treasures several times, so that even if she became a Nirvana monk now, she had some resentment in her heart about it, and naturally she didn't have a good face for the monk who did this.

Qin Ming walked down the stone platform, and the scattered cultivators who had participated in the assessment looked at him with awe in their eyes.

In their opinion, Qin Ming's cultivation is just average, after all, almost sixty percent of the casual cultivators who participated in the assessment were in the late stage of Chong Ming, but with Qin Ming's strange speed, he could definitely occupy a place among them.

What if the strength is strong, if you can't beat Qin Ming, and you don't even know his movement trajectory, you will eventually lose at Qin Ming's feet, everyone knows this, and they all prayed in their hearts not to meet Qin Ming in the re-selection assessment in the future.

As for the previous eighty people, their faces were different, some were full of sadness, some sneered, and even more looked at the project, Qin Ming's eyes showed a eager look.

The yellow-faced monk who fainted on the stage was immediately carried down by the disciples of the Shanlan Sect, and the assessment competition continued, and it was not interrupted because of Qin Ming.

On the contrary, Qin Ming's extreme speed inspired many people's fighting hearts, they were originally scattered cultivators, and they deeply understood the helplessness and dilemma of scattered cultivators, and now that they had an opportunity to become disciples of the outer sect of the Divine Hades Temple, how could they give up.

There are even people who want to fight for their lives to enter the top 20, this will be an opportunity to change their lives, how can they give up!

On the 10,000-foot high void, the old ghost and the boy in red looked at everything below, and their faces were as usual, but in the eyes of the boy in red, there was a faint look of impatience.

The old ghost on the side saw it in his eyes, and naturally knew the mind of the boy in red.

"Everyone came to the stage, whether they won or didn't win, they gave the old man a scuffle on stage, and finally the twenty people who stayed on the stage passed the assessment. ”

The voice of the old ghost Hua came down from the void, like the sound of the Heavenly Dao, which made the faces of everyone below change in shock, even the sect leader Zhao Qian and the others were no exception.

Everyone was stunned, not knowing what to do, after all, it had always been Zhao Qian, the sect leader of the Shanlan Sect, who had opened his mouth, but the sudden sound made them a little surprised.

"Everyone on stage!" Zhao Qian hurriedly shouted.

This is the request of their Shanlan Sect Ancestor, where do they dare to disobey it, not to mention that the rest of them are also a little annoyed by it, it is better to finish it early like this.

"Haha, I Zhang Qian still have a chance, this time I must defend the stone platform and never fall!"

"The big scuffle, I, Wang Sen, have never been afraid of anyone. ”

"Come on!"

As Zhao Qian spoke, more than 900 Chong Ying Monks rushed to the stone platform together, all they had to do was not to let themselves fall out of the field, and while holding on to the top twenty, it meant knocking other competitors out of the field, or even killing them.

Qin Ming did not rush to the stone platform, but walked around the stone platform, this kind of rule that if he falls off the stone platform, he will not be eliminated, there is no need for him to fight and consume first, after all, he is now a 'Chong Ying Monk'.

The voice before was obviously asking them to kill each other, and the purpose was indeed to select the top twenty people, but he didn't know the inside story.

He was ninety percent sure that the envoy of the Divine Hades Temple in the secret was a little impatient, after all, if such a comparison continued, and then various overhead assessments, it would take at least three days.

Three days was a blink of an eye for a monk, let alone in the eyes of those high-ranking monks.

They don't care about that much time, but they don't want to waste their 'precious' time under the nonsense of a swarm of ants.

It is true that there are a lot of casual cultivators who participate in the assessment, but what the Divine Hades Temple cares about is the final result, and they don't want to know about the process, and they don't need to know about it.

Looking at the scattered cultivators fighting on the stone platform, Qin Ming's eyes showed a different color, as if this scene touched something in his heart, making his understanding of the high level more and more obvious.

In the cultivation world, the weak do not have the right to choose to live, and the strong can control their own destiny, and they can also control the life and death of others, and they can decide with a single thought.

The battle on the stone platform became more and more intense, and a strong smell of blood permeated the front of the mountain gate of the Mountain Lan Sect, and even formed a faint blood-colored mist, swirling between the voids.

Qin Ming looked at the fierce battle on the stone platform, watching everyone desperately fighting for that place, his heart that was originally static and braking, as if he was affected by something, thought a lot in his heart, combined with his own experience, his heart was flooded with countless thoughts.

"Life and Death......

Qin Ming muttered to himself, watching the scattered cultivators who kept dying fall in a pool of blood, and then they were kicked out of the stone platform, reducing the competition for a place, like a harvester of life, constantly harvesting the lives of scattered cultivators.

Looking at it, Qin Ming's eyes became confused, and his body exuded an extremely peaceful aura, which was incompatible with the surrounding evil stone platform, like a ray of light in the darkness, illuminating the darkness little by little, making many people look sideways at Qin Ming's side.

"Huh?"

Above the void, whether it was the old ghost Hua or the boy in red, they all looked down with shocked faces, their eyes focused on Qin Ming's body, and their eyes burst out with incredible color.

"Well, he's ...... Enlightenment!" The boy in red exclaimed.

The old ghost on the side was the same, his face was full of incredulity, his breathing began to become heavy, and in his gaze at Qin Ming, in addition to being deeply shocked, there was also an extremely complex light, which was full of envy and jealousy.

In the square below, everyone's eyes also looked at Qin Ming, even those scattered cultivators who were fighting fiercely on the stone platform all stopped, and looked at Qin Ming with a surprised expression.