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Di Kill rubbed his nose vigorously, quickly calmed down, and felt the dark aura slowly condensed around him, looking like he was facing a great enemy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's amazing, this heart demon can actually tickle the family, no wonder they say that the heart demon is difficult to cross, nine deaths and one life, and it is also said, who can survive the catastrophe when it itches?"

He slowly closed his eyes, feeling the fluctuations around him, and his breath was a little unstable.

Banyu opened his eyes and looked around the empty quiet room, annoyed that he wanted to touch the black iron broadsword that he was resting on the side.

Didn't touch it.

The depressing atmosphere became heavier and heavier, Di Kill was silent for a long time, and laughed at himself: "The heart demon is worthy of being the heart demon, you can know this." ”

Laughter began to come to mind around him, coming at him from all directions.

Di Kill looked up suddenly.

"Here comes the knife!"

The knife suddenly appeared in its place, never disappearing.

He didn't pick up the knife, but kicked it away, laughing and said, "If there is no knife, I won't kill Di Di?"

He sat on the spot, bursts of blood and qi emanating from his body, and finally turned into a phantom that was no different from him and merged into his body.

"Life is suffering, and all thoughts are true!"

"Come, Demons, let me see what you're capable of!"

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A stone door brush opened, Liu Shuofeng, who was dressed in green clothes, walked out slowly, looking at the people in front of him, he only felt that everything was extremely fresh, and when he saw Wu Qiuming who came up, he couldn't help but smile and asked: "Brother Wu has successfully concentrated?"

Wu Qiuming arched his hand and said, "Luckily, Brother Liu...", he said and suddenly his eyes widened, "You actually went directly to the late stage of Ning Yuan?"

Liu Shuofeng said with emotion: "It's just a matter of accumulation, it all depends on that day's comprehension, and in the final analysis, it is still the credit of Senior Brother Fang." ”

Wu Qiuming hurriedly said: "Brother Liu is humble. Di Shi hasn't come out yet, are we going to continue to wait for him? By the way, Xiong Shi said a few days ago that he had something to do at home, and he hasn't come back yet. ”

Liu Shuofeng glanced at his feet and said with a smile: "They don't have to worry about you and me. Counting the time, Xiaobi is about to start, right?"

Wu Qiuming nodded, and Liu Shuofeng confidently raised his head and looked into the distance and asked, "I want to try if I can enter the top ten of this small competition." ”

Wu Qiuming was surprised: "Brother Liu wants to participate in the Four Courtyards Competition in the future?"

"Exactly, now that there are occasional breakthroughs, although I don't expect to enter the list of the sky, but if I don't give it a try, wouldn't I be sorry for this opportunity? ”

"Brother Liu is so ambitious!"

The two talked and laughed and walked towards the largest martial arts arena in the Seven Star Courtyard. Wu Qiuming's words were not all flattery, but he really felt that Liu Shuofeng was ambitious.

The Grand Contest of the Four Academies of the Monastery is only open to the top ten of the previous small competitions of each college, and the ranking of the Grand Contest of the Four Academies is called the One-Step Ascending List, and only ten people are accepted. As soon as you enter this list, you can enter the Heavenly Master's Mansion to cultivate for one year, and after the end, you can obtain the status of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, which is counted as the true inheritance of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and the status is equivalent to the teaching and learning of the college, which is the goal of all students.

Although in terms of rules, each college has ten small competitions every year, and if you really want to make up the number of people in the big competition, you can take out a hundred people, but in fact, every year when it comes to the big competition, the number of people in each college participating in the competition is very rarely more than fifteen people, all of them are real elites, and the things that are indiscriminate will only be laughed off by others.

Today is the last day of Xiaobi's registration, and it is also the last Xiaobi this year, the square is crowded, but most of the people are here to see the excitement, for no other reason, if you want to sign up for Xiaobi, you can, but first you have to pay a registration fee of 100,000 contributions, this is just one of them, after paying the contribution, you have to go through the spiritual power test, and if you don't pass, you will pay the money in vain. In order to put an end to people who want to fish in troubled waters, otherwise there is no threshold, if everyone has to come to Xiaobi to fight, these teachers and elders as referees must not be tired to death.

There are a total of ten huge spars two or three meters high in the square, one of the spars is lit up at this moment, and a sweaty student nervously looks at the golden pillar of light that is rubbing up in the spar, and finally stops at the fifth small grid, the student has a look of relief on his face, and only listens to a person on the side read: "Fourth-level lower grade, qualified, take it to the back to record." Let's let's go next. ”

Another student went up, poured spiritual power into the spar, and his face was red, and after a long time, the golden pillar of light struggled or stopped a little above the second pillar of light, and the middle-aged Taoist priest on the side shouted: "Grade 3 medium grade, unqualified." Next. ”

"What?" the student shouted unwillingly, "This is impossible, I am in the late stage of Ning Yuan, how can I only be a third-level middle grade?" You look at my disciple order, I am a fourth-level student!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest sneered and looked at him: "I'm measuring the strength of spiritual power, you are a third-level middle grade, and I don't know how to mix you up to a fourth-level student, and you still have the face to scream? If you talk nonsense, you will be fined one million contributions!"

The student didn't dare to say anything more after hearing this, so he resigned himself to it.

There are two people in the crowd, one red and one black, it is Fang Xiaozhou and the red sleeves, Fang Xiaozhou now has a silver gourd on his black robe, with three gold patterns painted on it, it is the advanced certification that he later did when he went to the Danshi Association to buy medicinal materials, originally he was also going to repay some pills as an installment repayment for the fryer, but he was told that a certain Yushu Linfeng had already advanced the account for him, and he could only sigh, since ancient times, there have been many disasters and waters, and sooner or later there will be a moth.

Fang Xiaozhou looked at the unlucky guy who was driven down by the gray slippery, and felt a little palpitating, poked the arm of the red sleeve and asked, "What should I do, the late stage of Ning Yuan has been driven down, how can I, who has just entered the fate, survive?"

Red Sleeves looked around and said happily: "Fang Xiaozhou, a lot of people are playing there!"

"Oh my God, can you listen to me? I said I want to measure the strength of my spiritual power!"

Red Sleeves said indifferently: "Then you measure, anyway, my spiritual power is sucked from you now, what do you ask me to do?"

Fang Xiaozhou felt so weak and lamented: "But I'm only in the early stage of Ning Yuan, these days I'm busy with alchemy and sword cultivation and listening to you talk about the great truth of priorities, how can I have time to consolidate the realm, and the second mixed yuan has not started until now." I'm afraid this qualification test will be sad. Alas, my first, my dreams..."

The red sleeves tilted his head to look at the spar on the stand, and after a long time, he suddenly said: "It measures the strength of spiritual power, and it has nothing to do with cultivation, it mainly depends on the intensity of spiritual power, who can compare to you, a non-attribute spiritual root, in this regard?"

"You mean... It's actually measuring the power of spiritual power output?" Fang Xiaozhou wondered.

"That's right, when the time comes, you can directly poke it with that ground level Dao method, and you can definitely pass it!"

Fang Xiaozhou felt the residual amount of spiritual power in his body, and sure enough, there was still half a lake left as always, so he swallowed Pei Yuan Dan directly without wasting it and said, "I'm afraid it's still not enough, you borrow the fire to add some power to me." ”

"Oh, open your mouth. ”

Fang Xiaozhou hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't make trouble, I am ashamed to be ashamed of myself in public." ”

Red Sleeves said disdainfully: "You are less stinky and beautiful, who wants to kiss you." Open your mouth, and I'll give you a fire. Saying that, he spat out the small flame that jumped to him, Fang Xiaozhou swallowed silently, tears in his heart, and secretly said that my Xiaozhou was actually down to the point of eating people and spitting, it was really miserable, those who saw it were sad and those who heard it wept, and the retribution of the heavenly way cycle was unhappy...... Wow, it's pretty sweet.

Ready to go, Fang Xiaozhou walked onto the stage, paid the registration money of 100,000 contributions, and walked in front of the spar with all his might, looking at the spar that he knew was extraordinary at a glance, and suddenly a strange feeling rose.

Hunger?

Red Sleeves cheered him up on the side, clenched his fists and shouted, "Fang Xiaozhou, come on!" Seeing a group of male students, they were a little indignant.

Putting aside some chaotic thoughts, Fang Xiaozhou took a deep breath and raised his finger to poke at the spar, unpretentious, until his fingertips touched the spar, and a small Lei Yan sword blade flashed in.

The golden liquid-like pillar of light in the center of the hedron was originally at the bottom, but with the blast of his spiritual power, it suddenly trembled, and then swayed and rolled up.