"It's the same end of the world!" Chen Feng looked at Luan Xiaoyao's pitiful appearance, and couldn't help but feel pity in his heart.

If he hadn't seen that the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Souls Town had already arrived at Luan Xiaoyao's side, he would definitely come forward to comfort him.

Even if you can't get a beauty, at least you can make a friend.

"No!"

Luan Xiaoyao's situation did not make the underworld envoy sympathetic, and he continued to select.

The underworld is not a good hall, and if you want to solve the pollution of the divine soul, the heavenly materials and earth treasures you need are not ordinary.

It's not worth paying that price for a nether monk.

He would rather choose someone with a lower realm talent than hers.

I don't want to accept this kind of god soul that is polluted by equipment.

"Master, I'm sorry."

"Disciple...... Lived up to your expectations. ”

Luan Xiaoyao looked at the ancestor of Ten Thousand Souls Town, her eyes full of self-blame.

She has always acted only on her own feelings, but she is very dependent on her master.

Luan Xiaoyao knew how much the master wanted him to ascend to the underworld through the selection, and how much he blamed himself.

"Silly boy, it's not your fault."

"It's the master's fault, it's the master who hurt you."

The Old Ancestor of Ten Thousand Souls Town showed a rare tenderness on his face, and he gently stroked Luan Xiaoyao's head.

Over the years, he has devoted almost all his efforts to Luan Xiaoyao.

not only hopes that Luan Xiaoyao can inherit his mantle, but also sincerely wants Luan Xiaoyao to go further.

The little girl in front of him who he watched grow up was already the same as his own granddaughter in his heart.

"Xiao Yao."

"Don't worry, the master still has a way to give you the opportunity to ascend to the underworld!"

"What's the solution?"

Hearing that there was still a chance, hope rekindled in Luan Xiaoyao's eyes.

However, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Souls Town did not give an answer directly, but set his sights in the direction of the Underworld Messenger.

Maybe that's the only thing.

It is possible to change the mind of the Realm Ambassador......

"That guy didn't die, but why did he get here again?"

Luan Xiaoyao stroked the hair on her forehead, saw Chen Feng's figure, and frowned slightly.

This guy even came to participate in the selection of the underworld, he wouldn't think that he couldn't pass the selection of the demon world, so he could pass the selection of the underworld.

You must know that the selection of the underworld is actually much more difficult than the demon world!

If this guy didn't do anything about himself, he would definitely have come with him.

Ever since he met Chen Feng, this guy has been a bit haunted.

Wherever she goes, the other party follows.

More annoying than other people who are delusional about getting her.

Then.

Chen Feng sneezed heavily again.

"Well, someone must be speaking ill of me behind my back!"

"There have indeed been a lot of enemies over the years, and many of them can't be cut down for the time being, and now Feisheng has made such a move... Hey, let's keep a low profile lately. ”

Chen Feng sighed secretly and followed the team in front.

It was soon his turn to enter the ritual pillar of light in front of the messenger of the underworld.

"Pass!"

It was at this time that the Underworld Emissary finally announced that a person had passed the selection.

The messenger of the underworld pointed a finger and left a mark on the person who passed.

"I passed!"

"I actually passed!"

"Thank you King Jingyang for your blessing, when I go home to say goodbye to my family this time, I will definitely let them set up another ancestral hall for you!"

That person was just a Dajing monk, although his cultivation and talent were not ordinary, he was not outstanding, and he only tried his luck when he came to Tianqiong Mountain.

Who would have thought that he would really pass the selection!

It's like pie in the sky, and I almost knocked him out!

He walked out of the selection circle, and immediately people from countless forces came forward to praise and win over.

"This guy doesn't even have a king-level cultivation, how can he pass the selection?"

Seeing this scene, the Holy Son of the Netherworld Sect was so angry that his teeth itched.

Because just now he also participated in the selection.

Unfortunately, I was knocked out in the first second.

Originally, he didn't feel anything, after all, Luan Xiaoyao, who was stronger than him, didn't pass.

But now an ordinary monk who is nothing has actually passed the selection, how can he be mentally balanced?

Anger to anger, the Holy Son of the Netherworld Sect still suppressed his temper.

In front of the envoy of the Three Realms, he is not qualified to be angry.

"Dajing really produces talents, it seems that my choice to come to the capital of Dajing is not wrong."

Chen Feng saw that someone had passed the selection.

He was just a little envious, but not a trace of jealousy.

Because he believes that he will get the same opportunity, or even a greater opportunity.

This feeling has become more and more intense with the selection of the Three Realms Emissary.

Chen Feng became more and more convinced that his fate was in front of him.

He walked into the ceremonial pillar of light.

"Huh!"

The messenger of the underworld suddenly screamed in surprise.

Such a look was something he had never had when someone had just passed!

This made everyone look sideways.

looked at Chen Feng.

"Envoy, have I passed the test?"

Chen Feng hurriedly asked, his face full of anticipation.

The Underworld Emissary shook his head.

What does that mean?

Chen Feng looked puzzled.

"I'm just surprised, I've never seen someone so weak."

"You can cultivate to the king level, you have never died violently, and your luck is far beyond ordinary people!"

The messenger of the underworld looked emotional.

Chen Feng: "......"

You're weak!

You're dead!

Chen Feng wanted to leave.

This soaring selection, don't come!

What luck is good, I, Chen Feng, have come all the way, and I can have today's strength, all by my own efforts!

Chen Feng was very angry.

went to the demon world for selection, and it was said that the talent and bloodline were not obvious, and it was a garbage physique that was unique in ten thousand.

went to the underworld for selection, and was said to be weak, and it was all due to luck to survive today.

What kind of vision do these emissaries of the upper realm have?

Chen Feng's gaze fell on the position of the Demon Realm Envoy, and he could still make one last effort.

At this time.

A man dressed in coarse linen was conducting a selection there.

Chen Feng looked at the man, and a slight feeling of familiarity rose in his heart.

Isn't this man......

At this moment, the man walked out of the pillar of ritual light, and Niu Laosan stood in front of him.

"Congratulations, you've passed the audition!"

"The little brother is very strong! What nationality are you? ”

Niu Laosan gently patted the other party's chest.

Bang bang!

With two heavy muffled sounds, the man took five or six steps back before he stabilized his figure.

Compared to the first person who passed the selection, he didn't go far back.

Looking at it this way, the body is indeed quite strong.

"Your Excellency the Envoy, I am from Huangzhou, Dajing."

"Dajing's? That's a good feeling! I have some friendship with the King of Jingyang in your Dajing. ”

"In the future, you will fly to the demon realm, and my old cow will cover you!"

Hearing that the person was Dajing, Niu Laosan had a lot more smiles on his face.

When the man heard this, his eyes were full of surprise.

He was born in Huangzhou, in a poor family.

There is a famine in Huangzhou every few years, and it is the king of Jingyang who makes everyone in Huangzhou eat white rice.

He was able to embark on the path of cultivation, which can be said to be thanks to King Jingyang.

This kindness will always be remembered in his heart.

"Thank you, Messenger!"

"I will not embarrass the adults in the future, and I will not disgrace King Jingyang!"

The man hurriedly thanked him, and Niu Lao Sanyi hugged the person.

"Okay, let's not say such polite words between us."

"By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Ye Fan."

The chosen one scratched his head and said with a simple face.