At this time, the dust settled, and the powerful sword qi began to merge into Xiao Mo's dantian, emitting a faint light.

The whole process was just an instant, but all the demon beasts of the demon clan were killed, this kind of power is really terrifying.

The eagle owl collapsed in front of Xiao Mo, and the tyrannical aura began to revolve around the eagle.

Within a while, a huge demon refining pill fell into Xiao Mo's hands.

"What...... This damn Xiao Mo actually solved all the problems in an instant. Cheng Zimo gritted his teeth and said.

Duan Xuan couldn't be convinced.

"Originally, it was me who fought against the eagle, and it was I who pulled out the Yilong sword again. Why did all the credit go to Xiao Mo?" Duan Xuan got up at this time, still feeling dizzy.

Xiao Mo just put things away gently, but he couldn't believe that he had done something earth-shattering.

"Boy, leave everything in your hands, or I'm welcome. Cheng Zimo is another cliché.

"What did you do just now? Pull out your sword in front of me, and you can't pull it out, am I afraid that you won't let you pull it out behind my back?" Xiao Mo had sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and he didn't want to let go of Cheng Zimo, a scoundrel.

"You...... You're completely left to chance. If it weren't for the two of us working hard in front, how could you, a small alchemist, compare to us?" Cheng Zimo said indignantly.

"There are some things in this world that depend on fate, and you have no fate with this sword, so no matter what strength you use, it will not go with you. And I am destined to take away the Yilong Sword, this is the practice. Xiao Mo said a few words, hiding a mystery.

But Duan Xuan never believed in fate.

He cultivated in the family, and he had already seen through it. Whether it is Tianmen Mountain or any of the more powerful sects, what they want is to use each other, as long as there is use value, then it is fate. If there is no fate, it just means that your family is not strong enough.

"Good luck, you kid. You can't handle this sword either. Why don't you give it to me, I may be able to let you enter the top ten of the monks and enter the mid-level monk cultivation in advance. Duan Xuan actually put forward such a tempting condition to make Xiao Mo succumb.

The corners of Xiao Mo's mouth hooked up a smile: "Are the disciples of the family as stupid as you? I finally got a sword that the fighting god used to use, how could I give it to others? Besides, this sword is definitely not something you can take away." ”

Xiao Mo was confident, he could use his spiritual power to communicate with the sword, but Duan Xuan couldn't at all.

"It seems that you are toasting and not eating and drinking. Duan Xuan still wanted to do it.

Xiao Mo was still a little dizzy from being shocked by the powerful force just now, and he estimated the time for a while. It should be about the same. If he doesn't go up the mountain and doesn't hand over the Demon Refining Pill, it is estimated that he will be eliminated in this assessment. Nothing is as important as the entrance exam, and he must get rid of the entanglement of these two people, otherwise he will fall short.

"You take it, you take it!" Xiao Mo actually sent the Yilong Sword to Duan Xuan's side, which seemed to be sincere.

Even Cheng Zimo, who was standing on the side, was stupid, Xiao Mo's brain was broken. How could such an ancient artifact be said to be given to someone else?

Duan Xuan's eyes were filled with suspicion. But for the sake of the divine sword he dreamed of, he let it go.

He reached out to catch the long sword, but the power emanating from the long sword attracted his fighting spirit and spiritual power.

The withdrawal of this power made Duan Xuan's face pale in an instant, and he accidentally knelt in front of Xiao Mo. However, Duan Xuan still held on to the sword and refused to let go.

"I don't believe it. Xiao Mo, that kid can actually control it, but I, a dignified two-star monk, can't do anything!" Duan Xuan roared, and the Yilong Sword Dance became mighty.

However, the harder Duan Xuan worked, the stronger that sword absorbed the spiritual power and dantian qi in his body. Powerful fighting qi was continuously fed into this sword. Duan Xuan finally couldn't support it anymore and threw it to Xiao Mo again.

His sweat was densely covered on his forehead, making Cheng Zimo on the side tremble.

"As I said, not everyone can handle this. If you don't try it yourself, you won't believe what I'm saying. Now, can I go?" Xiao Mo smiled, put away the Yilong Sword, and smiled all over his face.

He wanted to leave, but Cheng Zimo wanted to stop him, because he was afraid of the powerful power of the Yilong Sword, so he obediently let go.

At this time, the mountain was already full of beginner disciples.

I don't know who the 100 places will be.

Because everyone wants to be in the top ten, so that they can be recommended by Tianmen Mountain to cultivate. So everyone will try to refine demons as much as possible, the more the better. Moreover, these demon refining pills all belong to themselves, which also stimulates everyone's enthusiasm even more.

Several disciples were killed by demon beasts and died miserably.

There are also timid children of the family who ran back and used the painting scroll to save their lives. If you have already been eliminated, you are no longer qualified to enter Tianmen Mountain to cultivate.

A group of people got together and wept, which meant they had to waste another year and come back for the selection next year.

Fang Yin'er had already returned, and she had refined a lot of pills on the way back. There were two bags full, and it was estimated that he was the most of the disciples who came back.

She was originally of a very high rank, so of course she had to be recommended to the middle level to cultivate.

It's just that Xiao Mo parted with her halfway, which made Fang Yin'er very worried.

Although this assessment is not very difficult, it is estimated that it is not so easy to become the most powerful person. Xiao Mo went deep into the jungle of the demon clan, I am afraid that he will encounter some trouble on the way.

Thinking of this, Fang Yin'er was even more worried.

Murong Yan was waiting at the finish line early in the morning. She had given Xiao Mo a pill before, which was something that could save her life. But he didn't return for a long time, could it be that the pill couldn't save his life?

Xiao Mo galloped quickly through the demon jungle. At this time, there was no longer any demon beast in front of him that could stop him from going back to the game. Those demon beasts had already become alchemy pills and were taken by Xiao Mo on their bodies.

Because of a heavy rain, the incense of the timekeeping was extinguished once. Everyone doesn't care too much about the length of time. Anyway, refining demons is completely based on the ability of a cultivator, as well as the fighting spirit when catching demons. These two things are not limited by time.

A man, shirtless, running in the jungle. It's just a blink of an eye, and it's the end.

Fang Yin'er saw clearly that it was Xiao Mo, so she happily ran over: "You said that you would be back in half an hour, but if it wasn't for that heavy rain, it is estimated that you would have overtime." (To be continued.) )