Wall of Storms.

A palm print is clearly visible.

On the wall of storms, which is about 100 meters wide, the first clear mark has finally appeared!

After a short silence, the Heavenly Desolate powerhouses on both sides suddenly erupted into cheers like a torrent.

"Great!"

"Hahaha!

"The first mark has appeared!"

Such exhilarating shouts were like a tidal wave, surging towards the periphery of the square.

For a while, the entire square erupted in the cheering shouts of the Heavenly Desolation Mission, as if the worries that had been hidden for a long time were completely swept away by this palm print, and everyone was full of fighting spirit and confidence.

"It's just the first palm print, what is there to be excited about, it's really a group of low-class untouchables, not enough ten imprints, and you're still greeted with failure. Huang Lin, the leader of the escort team, sneered, his face showing disdain and mockery.

It's just that there was a faint hint of jealousy in his eyes when he looked at Yan Buhui.

Huang Lin is very confident in his own strength, but he is also not confident, he can leave such a clear palm print on the wall of the storm, it can be seen that this white-eyed and white-haired guy is not below him, if he wants to deal with the Heavenly Desolation Mission next, he must pay attention to this person.

......

On the assessment stand in the center of the square.

After careful examination, Shangguan Wu and Huang Tayun judged that the first mark was valid.

Yan Buhui didn't care too much about this assessment, he seemed to have expected this result a long time ago, his face was calm, and there was no surprise at all, but he kept staring at the place where the palm print was left on the storm wall, a little distracted, as if he had realized.

Time passes.

The next attempt will be much smoother.

Empress Yu Xiaoxing waved the Empress Sword, and the Emperor's Qi was stimulated, leaving a trace of the length of her index finger on the Wall of Storm.

Shangguan Wu personally observed and determined that it was passed.

The second seal is achieved.

And this mark left by the first empress of the Heavenly Desolate Realm was undoubtedly a heart booster, which greatly boosted the morale and hearts of the Heavenly Desolate Mission.

The eldest princess Yujun who followed closely followed, please.

The former number one powerhouse of the Heavenly Desolate Terran royal family also left a shallower, but still extremely clear sword mark on the left side of the Storm Wall.

Then Hu Jue, the first martial idiot of the Heavenly Desolate Dynasty, made a move.

He had apparently comprehended it when he had been attacked by the Wall of Storms before, and with a blow from the eldest princess's sword marks, the palm prints appeared on the Wall of Storms in an instant.

The cheers and momentum among the Heavenly Desolation Envoys were like huge waves rising into the sky one after another, rising higher and higher.

Everyone in the mission was excited, and in the succession of marks, they saw the dawn of final victory shining towards them.

In front of the Wall of Storms.

"Hey, it's your turn, comb it again, and you'll be brushing all the feathers of your fat hen." Wen Wan poked Ximen Ye, who had been grooming the parrot next to him, with her elbow and said.

Simon Ye said with a gentle push of his fingers, and the parrot returned to his shoulder.

"Hehe, it's easy, look at me. Ximen Ye said that he was very confident, and he shook his backhand from the void, and in the palm of his hand, a three-pronged halberd with a light blue cold light turned from virtual to real.

He didn't even come closer, didn't look closely at the wall of the storm, and his arm shook.

The trident halberd roared out like a blue streamer in the midst of a roaring ocean wave tsunami.

Rumble!

The Wall of Storms made a loud noise.

The Trident Halberd was shaken up and flew back upside down.

Ximen Ye said that he was very sassy, and raised his hand very chic and grabbed the three-pronged halberd in his hand.

In the distance, on the wall of the storm, a finger-deep trident mark was clearly visible.

Everyone exclaimed, and all of them looked sideways.

Simon Yeshuo's performance was too easy, the light blue halberd in his hand, his strength, as if it had increased several times, was actually a gesture, like playing, on the wall of the storm, leaving a mark, it was simply shocking.

Ye Qingyu was also shocked.

"This guy has been hiding his secrets all along. ”

Ximen Ye said that the origin is mysterious, and the inheritance of the teacher is also a mystery, it has always been that when it is strong, it is stronger, and when it is stronger, it seems that there will never be an upper limit, today's performance made Ye Qingyu look at him with admiration, and he couldn't help but be very curious, in the end in the Heavenly Desolate Realm, which hidden sect can cultivate such a monster?

"Haha, you black scholar, you really hide it. Wen Wan on the side also laughed, he grabbed it with both hands, and suddenly two huge blood-colored battle axes were grabbed out of the void.

Drink!

The blood axe rune erupted in a red light that struck straight towards the wall of storms.

Rumble!

A loud bang rang out from the wall at the same time.

Two blood-colored axes, slashed in one place at the same time.

A slash from the Wall of Storms was extremely clear.

The giant axe flew upside down and returned to Wen Wan's hand, and the creature smiled and threw a defiant look at Ximen Yeshuo.

Ximen Ye was only stunned when he said it, and then he laughed: "I didn't expect that eating noodles all day long still has such strength...... Say I'm hiding, but you're hiding deeper than me. ”

The surrounding Heavenly Desolation Missions were already cheering again.

Ye Qingyu couldn't help but glance at Wen Wan a few more times.

The performance of this noodle-eating madman also surprised Ye Qingyu.

This is not the strength that Wen Wan showed before...... Could it be that this guy, one of the five god generals, has also been hiding his strength all along?

So are the other gods and generals the same?

Ye Qingyu was a little confused.

At this time, there are a total of six sigils on the Wall of Storms!

The thunderous cheers and cheers that seemed to cause the mountains to tremble erupted in the square and lasted for a long time.

Huang Lin, the leader of the escort team who had been looking at the wall of the storm with disdain, was also a little unable to stand at this time, and there was a trace of eagerness and anger in his eyes.

How could these lowly breeds of the lower realms leave their mark on the wall of storms so easily?

That's impossible!

How could there be such a strong person in an inferior realm?

However, the real scene he saw in front of him couldn't help but have the slightest doubt.

At the moment when he was distracted, a loud bang suddenly erupted in the square.

In front of the Wall of Storms.

The figure holding a giant hammer and panting slightly is none other than the desert barbarian king Shi Potian.

On the wall in front of him, a huge hammer chiseled out, only a dent the size of a fingernail.

On the examination table.

"It's a little smaller...... But it's very clear, pass!" Shangguan Wu carefully identified it, and issued a verdict.

"Good!"

"The Heavenly Desolation Envoy keeps up the good work!"

"Everyone, victory is in sight!"

The strong man in the center of the square let out another exhilarating cry.

"Next, it's my turn to try. ”

Jin Tuodao, the first powerhouse of the White Water Black Mountain Barbarians, held the Black Water Long Knife and slowly walked to the front of the crowd.

Bang!

Another loud bang came from the Wall of Storms.

"This ......" Jin Tuodao, whose strength had not completely dissipated, gasped slightly, and he looked at the extremely thin knife marks like hairs on the wall in front of him, and was a little apprehensive.

I just knew that I was trying my best to attack, how could it be, there were only so few traces.

This wall of storms is so hard?

The other Heavenly Desolate powerhouses on both sides were also a little hesitant and apprehensive.

Although such traces can be clearly seen with their naked eyes, they are still uncertain about the assessment of the examiner.

Shangguan Wu, who had been standing on the assessment platform, also walked down from the stage and came to the wall of storms.

He and Huang Tayun walked to the knife mark and examined it carefully.

Be quiet.

Hold your breath.

Everyone seemed to be waiting for the messenger of the gods' judgment, and even their breath was hidden to the extreme.

"I declare that this mark is valid. Shangguan Wu's voice was flat, but the words were sonorous.

"What?," Huang Tayun exclaimed in surprise, two cold lights instantly condensed in his eyes, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with this judgment.

"Well, although it is fine, the depth of the knife mark meets the assessment standard, so the judgment is valid. Shangguan Wu turned to look at everyone, his expression was majestic, and there was undoubted affirmation in his tone.

Hurray!

The Heavenly Desolation Missions inside and outside the square let out even more exhilarating shouts.

A total of eight valid traces.

Victory is in sight!

Among the Heavenly Desolate powerhouses to be assessed, in addition to Ye Qingyu, there is also the Dragon Turtle Demon of the Water Demon Clan.

He had successfully stood within the red line in the previous storm rage, so the Heavenly Desolate powerhouses who were watching at this time showed great confidence in him.

Standing two meters away in front of the Storm Wall, the Dragon Turtle Demon with a solemn face suddenly threw out the turtle shell in his hand, which shimmered with golden dragon scales, and smashed it towards the Wall of Storm.

Bang!

A loud bang roared.

The crowd waited and looked at the Wall of Storms with anticipation.

However, there was not the slightest mark on the wall where the turtle shell was hit.

Falling under the wall, it was the most resolute shield turtle shell of the Water Clan for hundreds of years, but a small crack appeared.

The dragon turtle demon's body shook, and he opened his mouth to spew out a bloody arrow, the turtle shell was the most original object on his body, but it was hit with a crack, which hurt his origin, and what made him feel extremely disappointed and frustrated was that even if he paid such a big price, there were no marks on the wall.

Failed.

The face of the dragon turtle demon was extremely bitter.

Gently wiping away the water-blue blood from the corner of his mouth, his breath was weak, his figure was shaky, his face was ashamed and self-reproachful, and he turned around and said: "Empress Wu Cao, Lord Ye Dian, subordinates...... I did my best...... The subordinates are incompetent......"

The dragon turtle clan is known for its excellent defense, but its attack power is lackluster, even if the turtle shell is broken, it still fails.

Ye Qingyu hurriedly helped him.

The onlookers of the Heavenly Desolation Mission showed pity on their faces, but none of them said anything to blame this old man who did not hesitate to hurt his origin.

So far, there are only eight imprints left on the Wall of Storms.

Among the Heavenly Desolation Mission, there was no one left who had not yet made a move, but only Ye Qingyu was left.

However, Ye Qingyu is alone, and he only has one chance.

In other words, even if Ye Qingyu was able to successfully leave a mark, the final mark would only be nine, and the Heavenly Desolation Mission would no longer be able to meet the assessment standards.

It was as if all words and sounds had come to an abrupt end in front of this wall of storms.

The atmosphere became a little silent and low.

What to do?

The hundreds of people in the square were already the top powerhouses carefully selected by the entire Heavenly Desolation Mission, and even if the rest of them shot one by one, they knew very well that no one would be able to leave any mark on this wall-

There is one more more.

Thank you all for your support.

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