I thought it was a king, but I didn't expect it to be bronze.

Everyone's eyes fell on Chen Feng again.

This time it was no longer envy, but sympathy.

It turned out to be just an ascetic with an empty heart and no talent, and it was hard to see that he could survive the ten breaths with such confidence.

It's a pity that after ten breaths of time, the talent bloodline will manifest, and it will be exposed.

When everyone learned of the result, hope was rekindled in their eyes.

Whether Chen Feng passes or not, in fact, has nothing to do with them.

They just want to see that there is a chance of passing the selection.

Since someone can survive ten breaths, so can they.

With a garbage physique like Chen Feng at the bottom, their self-confidence will not be worse.

"I thought it would be an opponent, but I didn't expect it to be a rubbish."

On the side, the Holy Son of the Netherworld Sect glanced at Chen Feng, and the corners of his mouth showed a touch of disdain.

Waste is not eligible for attention.

The Holy Son of the Netherworld Sect had a wave of classic taunts, and he had completely taken his eyes off Chen Feng and looked at the girl holding the red umbrella not far away.

...

"Envoy, I think something must have gone wrong with the ceremony just now, can you let me do it again?"

"This time, I will definitely be able to manifest the talent bloodline!"

Chen Feng made the final struggle.

He felt he still had a chance.

It must have been because of the mysterious ring just now that his talent bloodline was not manifested.

The chances he has come along the way all mean that he is a person with a destiny, how can he be a garbage physique that is unique in ten thousand?!

This time, he wants to pass the selection with his own strength.

He wants to take back what belongs to him!

However.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

The envoy of the demon realm did not give Chen Feng another chance,

"Next!"

The Demon Realm Emissary pointed at a young Terran monk.

Directly ignored by the envoy of the demon world.

After a long time, Chen Feng secretly clenched his fists, and his teeth slowly clenched.

Being sneered at, heh, it doesn't matter... As long as I am alive and find my own opportunity, there will be a day when I will come back with another slap in the face!

It's just that...

Chen Feng's gaze moved away from the Heavenly Stone Pillar of the Demon Realm, thinking about where his fate was.

It's not the demon world, is it the demon world?

The selection speed of the demon envoy is very fast, and the selection speed of the underworld envoy is even faster.

The ritual light pillar of the demon envoy is mainly to detect the talent bloodline, and the ritual light pillar on the side of the underworld envoy is mainly to detect the divine soul.

Whether the soul is strong or not, whether the talent is good or bad, you will know at a glance.

As for the ritual light pillar on the side of the Demon Realm, it focuses on all-round detection.

Talent, heart, soul, and even the pursuit of seven emotions and six desires are all within the scope of testing.

The requirements are comprehensive, and it does not require any of them to be extremely talented, but is the first to be passed by a monk.

"Hahaha!"

"Dajing is really outstanding! Little one, I'm very optimistic about you! ”

Niu Laosan laughed heartily and smashed a punch on a burly man.

After this punch, the burly man retreated more than ten zhang before he could stand.

However, there was not a trace of dissatisfaction on his face, but he was extremely happy!

"Envoy, I will live up to your expectations!"

"That's nature! But your small body is still too weak, you still have to eat more meat and exercise more! ”

Small body?

Hearing the evaluation of the envoy of the Demon Realm, the eyes of the monks in the field fell on the burly man, and they were speechless one by one.

The burly man is stronger than many demon monks, but he is still small.

The monks on the other side of the Demon Realm, are they all big men who cultivate physical bodies, and they are all humanoid tyrannosaurs after transformation?

Everyone complained in their hearts, but their eyes showed great envy.

To be able to ascend to the Demon Realm, that is an extremely lucky thing!

"This shouldn't be my chance......"

Coming to the Demon Realm Envoy's side, Chen Feng shook his head silently.

He felt that he was standing with the Demon Realm Messenger, and his painting style was a little mismatched.

And the detection of the Demon Realm Messenger needs to take off his shirt to test, which is really damaging to the image.

Chen Feng chose to refuse.

"Then there's only the underworld..."

Chen Feng continued to walk towards the location of the Underworld Envoy.

Within two steps, he saw a red umbrella and its owner.

It's her!

The little princess of the North Underworld!

Chen Feng was surprised and delighted in his heart.

That strange feeling of familiarity came back to me.

However, thinking of the last time he was blown away by the other master's fan, Chen Feng still decided to keep his distance first.

It has not yet been determined where his big opportunity is, and he can't make any more extraneous branches.

The selection of the Underworld Emissary only needs to pass through the ritual pillar of light, and there is no pain, so the speed is very fast.

It's fast, but it doesn't mean that someone will be able to pass.

The Underworld Emissary seems to be very demanding, and no one has passed yet.

"Huh!"

At this time, Luan Xiaoyao's fluttering figure passed through the ritual array.

The messenger of the underworld, who had not had any mood swings, finally had a hint of reaction.

Everyone else looked at it.

Luan Xiaoyao's fame is not small, and many people in the audience know her.

It was only because of the ancestor of Ten Thousand Souls Town by her side, coupled with her own fierce reputation, that no one dared to come forward to talk to her.

Not everyone has the guts of Chen Feng.

has the guts, and he doesn't have the luck of his little strong.

"Envoy, did I pass the selection?"

Seeing this, Luan Xiaoyao showed a look of joy in her eyes.

Ascending to the underworld is the master's greatest expectation for her, and it is also the hope for the future of Ten Thousand Souls Town.

Whether it is for herself or for her master, she has a reason why she must pass the selection.

She also has this self-confidence.

She is an emperor-level spiritual cultivator, her cultivation is the highest among the younger generation in the field, and her combat power is far superior to that of monks of the same level.

Coupled with the Supreme Treasure Soul Killing Umbrella, Luan Xiaoyao also has the strength to fight even in the face of saint-level monks.

She is also the eleventh on the Hundred Flowers Ring Power List.

If such a talent cannot pass the selection of the messenger of the underworld, no one here will be able to pass it.

"Boom!"

"It's indeed a rare divine soul talent."

"It's a pity that I was too eager for quick success, and I only thought about improving my combat power, but I ignored the essence of the most important thing for the soul to be pure... It doesn't match my underworld soul cultivation......"

The Underworld Envoy's gaze fell on the Soul Killing Umbrella in Luan Xiaoyao's hand and shook his head.

"The Immortal Rank Peak Spirit Treasure made of 100,000 Town Soul Banners is only one step away from becoming a Xuantian Supreme Treasure."

"It's not easy to be able to practice this thing in the Nether."

"It is precisely because the Soul Killing Umbrella is only an immortal level, not a Xuantian treasure, that if you use this thing for your cultivation, you will be counterattacked."

"Every time you use it, your Divine Soul will be polluted by a point of low-level Yin Soul."

"Time cultivation is not a problem, but it is very difficult to go further in the future."

"With your talent, you would have been qualified to be selected through the ascension."

"It's a pity ......"

As soon as the envoy of the underworld said this, there was an uproar in the audience.

Luan Xiaoyao's little face instantly turned pale.

The Old Ancestor of Ten Thousand Souls Town also looked extremely ugly.

He didn't expect to teach her the Soul Killing Umbrella earlier, but he killed his favorite disciple.

"No wonder Luan Xiaoyao has a perverse temperament, it turns out that it is because of the soul killing umbrella that causes the soul to be polluted, which is why she has such a big temper."

"Ten Thousand Souls Town Ancestor, this can be regarded as lifting a stone and shooting himself in the foot!"

Not far away, the Holy Son of the Nether Temple smirked.

Luan Xiaoyao didn't pass the selection, he was one less opponent.

And the Realm Envoy will certainly not return empty-handed.

When the time comes, won't he be the only candidate?