"No, this invitation, when was it taken away by the old man......"

The phantom was shocked, his eyes widened, and he watched all this in a daze.

looked back at Shen Zong's back, but there was no one there.

It took such a moment to do so, this dwarf old man actually stole his invitation in front of Shen Zong.

This time, it's just stealing the invitation.

But if this was a sharp blade stabbed at Shen Zong's heart, how could he dodge?

"What old man, I'm still young, just middle-aged. ”

The "old man" of the dwarf is the most annoying to be said to be old, especially by a beautiful woman, which hurts his self-esteem the most.

"The one who took my invitation should be the martial soul of the seniors. ”

Shen Zong smiled indifferently, stood motionless, and immediately gave an answer.

"The breed should be the lightning spirit marten, which is characterized by extremely fast speed, whether it is stealing or assassinating, it is a first-class martial spirit. ”

As a generation of martial emperors, his understanding of martial spirits naturally far exceeds that of ordinary people, and he is almost like a treasure.

The old dwarf man was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"Good boy, awesome. is worthy of being a talent that Master Jun has taken a fancy to, and in such a short period of time, he has seen through so much. ”

He smiled slightly, and from his fingertips, a spiritual aura flowed out, and in mid-air, it slowly turned into the form of a small mink.

Faint blue light, ethereal aura.

However, this cute little guy exudes a murderous aura that penetrates the cold of the body.

Take advantage of the moment when others are lax and kill people, this lightning marten is the meaning.

"But senior, why did you show me your martial soul before the battlefield began?" Shen Zong looked at the dwarf dwarf with some confusion

"Don't bite a senior, it's weird, just call me Lao Ge. ”

Lao Ge laughed, with a cunning meaning in his eyes: "As for why I show you, it's very simple, because, on the battlefield of martial arts, if there are no real allies, a person can't survive." You'll soon find out about this when you actually enter the battlefield. ”

When he spoke, he especially bit the word "real" very hard.

Meanwhile.

There were a burst of shouts, and the five groups were taken to other places to sign up for their respective teams.

The field was empty, including Shen Zong, there were only five people left.

"The rest of you, don't stand, let me all enter the main hall!"

A deep and deep voice came out of the hall and penetrated into everyone's minds.

"So, you're all ...... zero"

Now that the results are clear, there is nothing left to hide.

They looked at each other and held up their invitations, each with the word "zero", which already indicated the number of the team he was in.

After knowing that he was not alone, some people were relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Immediately, they entered the Martial Spirit Hall one after another, and the next moment, in the dark hall, there was a sudden sound of emptiness.

"First of all, congratulations to all of you, you are the only genius among the talents of the month, and you are also the person who meets the future needs of Tianmen. Therefore, on the battlefield of martial arts, you will also be assigned tasks of higher difficulty. ”

A middle-aged man, holding a scroll in his hand, "stepped" and "stepped" a few steps from the darkness, appeared in front of everyone, only to see that he was wearing a dark blue jacket, a tiger-striped gold belt tied around his waist, long flowing hair, and a pair of melancholy Danfeng eyes.

The main thing is that he is sitting in a wheelchair, and two boys, a man and a woman, one left and one right, are pushing him forward.

Immediately, I saw him wave his big hand, and countless quiet flames flew out, lighting a row of torches in the main hall, illuminating his thin and handsome side face.

"I am the hall master of the Heavenly Gate Martial Spirit Palace, Ling Mochen. Most of today, I have seen it for the first time, and I also ask you to bring your martial souls to the stone tablet on my side to test the purity of today's martial souls. So the first one...... Ge Wu. ”

Ge Wu leaned over, and when he heard this, he agreed with his fist.

Immediately, he stepped forward and stood in front of a stone tablet.

"Master Ling, is it still the same as last time, as long as you release the martial soul and attack the stone tablet?"

Ling Mochen glanced at him and smiled a little meaningfully: "That's right." ”

As he spoke, he draped a thick curtain to block the view of others: "Others can't see it, you can start." ”

"Good!"

Ge Wu waited for the curtain to be completely closed, then he smiled, calmed down, and his fingertips condensed into the form of a lightning mink, and then, I saw a flash of light in his eyes......

On top of the stele, the rubble collapsed!

Countless strengths, carrying the power of mighty and domineering, are deeply embedded in it, smashing out huge holes one after another.

"That's amazing...... Just listening to this voice, I feel like I have a thousand pounds. ”

"Isn't it, if you are hit by this thousand catties of force, it is not a joke. ”

Although no one outside could see what was going on inside the curtain, just feeling the tremor of the earthquake made people feel terrible.

This person named Ge Wu is not simple.

"The spirit-level five-fold martial soul, coupled with the strength of your martial apprentice five-fold, can be said to be very good in all aspects, no wonder you can become a survivor of the last martial soul battlefield. ”

Ling Mochen glanced at him with a little appreciation: "After the review is passed, three days later, the Martial Soul Battlefield will be opened, you will come to me with this pass at the entrance, I wish you can obtain the precious resources you want in the Martial Soul Battlefield." ”

The martial soul battlefield is a grind for newcomers.

However, for the elderly who have participated once, it is a good opportunity to fight for resources.

As Ling Mochen spoke, he took out an iron token from his arms and threw it into Ge Wu's hand.

"Thank you, Master Ling......" Ge Wu was in a good mood and took it with a smile.

"Then, pass on the next one, Tim Long......"

One by one, they came to Ling Mochen one after another and accepted his test.

Minutes and seconds passed.

"The last one, Shen Zong, came to me. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

Shen Zong replied respectfully, lifted the curtain, and stepped in.

Immediately, he raised his head and looked at the marks on the stone pillar, his gaze faintly condensed.

"Wait. ”

Ling Mochen frowned, waved his hand at the phantom, and said angrily: "I said Shen Zong came in, what are you doing following up? Are you Shen Zong? Hurry up and leave!"