"Really, then, in addition to the anti-poison pill, I want to ......"

The phantom looked at Shen Zong expectantly, and pursed his red lips......

"If you want seven more buns, is that okay?"

Judging from her expression, it seems that compared to the detoxification pill, the last seven buns are the focus.

"You ......"

Shen Zong couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and he was a little speechless in his heart.

Last night's education on the phantom was in vain.

When it comes to eating, it's like she's a different person.

"That's right, I promise you. ”

"Master, then say it. ”

Phantom eyebrows fluttered and nodded, excited, excited, as if it was more effective than eating the special effect pill.

"That's where I started. ”

She jumped high, like a giant soaring, startling countless waves of air.

At the same time that Master Ling's heart was shocked, he waved his big hand, and the curtain closed again with a "bang".

The overwhelming air currents gathered wildly, like a silkworm cocoon, enveloping her.

The ultra-high-speed rotation brings up a cyclone in the sky.

Just listening to her coquettish voice, the golden light on her arm was in vain, and the spiral blood lines spread to half of her arm, just like Shen Zong's previous situation.

"Oh, this blood streak......"

Shen Zong stared at all this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Immediately, like a boulder falling down, although the phantom was huge, it was very agile when it took a shot.

With a "bang", the stone tablet that tested the strength of the martial soul was suddenly hit by the palm force like a huge wave.

The gravel cracked, and the sand flew.

A good stone monument of human height was directly beaten to the same height as shoes, and the curtain, hit by a huge shock wave, flew out of the distance.

Such a terrifying scene fell in front of everyone's eyes, so that they no longer dared to leave any contempt for Shen Zong.

"This ...... is so powerful, if the palm just now hits a person's body, I'm afraid that it will be more than lucky, and it will directly kill people. ”

"Isn't it, Shen Zong's strength, regardless of it for the time being, how do I feel, the strength of his martial soul may even surpass that Senior Brother Han Chen. ”

"I think that's what you think. Yes, Han Chen's victory, perhaps, has to add a little variable. ”

Han Chen's face changed suddenly, his face was calm, he didn't say a word, and all kinds of thoughts flashed in his heart.

Many people have even begun to ask, what is this Shen Zong, who is sacred? It can make Han Chen feel a trace of pressure.

"Master Ling, can the results of this martial soul test be announced?" Shen Zong smiled indifferently, arched his hand, and saluted Ling Mochen.

"That's right. ”

Ling Mochen was stunned for a moment, stroked his long beard, and laughed loudly, his voice melodious.

"It was perfect. After the review is passed, three days later, Shen Zong, you will take this pass and come to the entrance of the battlefield to find me. In addition, I would like to ask you by the way, what is your current realm? Martial disciple fourfold, fivefold, or sixfold, anyway, it is one of them. ”

As he spoke, he smiled and handed out the pass and put it in Shen Zong's palm.

Generally speaking, a person's martial soul strength is linked to his own strength.

Even if there is a gap, it should be within one or two realms, and there will not be too much gap.

"No, Master Ling. My current realm is only a martial artist. ”

When Ling Mochen heard this, he was immediately speechless and looked at Shen Zong in a daze.

"Are you lying to me?"

"What Shen Zong said is absolutely true!"

Ling Mochen frowned, and snorted coldly: "It's useless to talk too much, Shen Zong, stretch out your hand!"

Shen Zong, who is a martial apprentice, how can he have such a powerful martial soul, which is a bit unacceptable.

Shen Zong didn't argue anything, smiled indifferently, directly rolled up his sleeves, and stretched out his hand: "Master, please." ”

"Hmm......"

Ling Mochen held Shen Zong's hand as if he was taking the pulse, frowning, and shaking his head incessantly.

"It can't be, there's no reason for that. Why is a person's martial soul so strong, but his own realm is so low. ”

He thought for a moment, and suddenly shook his head: "This can't be done, if you are a martial artist, you can't go to the martial soul battlefield." "What?"

Shen Zong was shocked, and when he saw him talking, he turned his face like turning a book.

"Why can't you go to the battlefield, Master, didn't you already give me the pass just now?"

Ling Mochen's face turned pale and he shook his head: "Give me back the pass, I'm sorry, I'm going to take back my previous words." It's too dangerous for you to complete the mission of Team Zero. If you don't believe me, you can ask the others, is there anyone who is lower than the Martial Disciple Triple?"

No one raised their hand.

Among all the people present, the lowest must also have the realm of martial arts and disciples.

"Got it, Shen Zong. It's not that I don't give you a chance, but it's better for you to do it. Otherwise, with your martial arts realm, I'm afraid that when you enter the battlefield, you won't even know how to die. ”

His words are not alarmist, but have been based on experience.

He knows the dangers of the battlefield better than anyone else.

“...... The day I went to the Martial Spirit Battlefield was three days later, right?"

Shen Zong hung his head and asked coldly.

Ling Mochen nodded, and said solemnly: "Yes, after three days, what can you do in such a short period of time?" So, return the pass to me......

"Pass, I won't give it back. Because, in three days, I will reach the Triple Realm of Martial Disciples. ”

Looking at Shen Zong's confident appearance, Ling Mochen was a little surprised in his heart, and he didn't understand what Shen Zong's confidence came from.

"Three days, break through the two orders?"

Han Chen seemed to have caught Shen Zong's pigtails, and then he raised his eyebrows and exhaled: "Good boy, do you treat cultivation as child's play? ”

Shen Zong stared at the other party and shook his head with a smile: "I dare to say that the breakthrough of the realm below the martial artist is all child's play, so what's the matter?"

"You ......"

Han Chen's heart sank, and he looked at Shen Zong blankly.

Shen is subtle, but he is also unrestrained, and he is ruthless.

As a generation of Martial Emperors, he is familiar with martial arts, do you still need an unknown junior like Han Chen to guide him?

"When I say three days, it's three days. ”

Shen Zongshu replied categorically, his eyes were extremely firm, and he raised his head.

"I would like to make a promise that in three days, if I can't reach the Triple Martial Disciple, I will leave the Heavenly Gate, live forever, and never enter the Heavenly Gate to study again!"