At this moment, Xiao Jian's injury has not recovered, he is still wearing bandages, and the injuries he received during the trip to Gulin are not trivial.

Rao is like this, he still holds his head high and confidently goes to the high platform!

He has a special background, he has extraordinary talent, and more importantly, he is only ten years old.

The Demon Race and the Demon Sect are two concepts, the Demon Sect and the Righteous Path Sect are both human beings, but the Demon Race is not a human being, but a powerful Demon Beast, a race formed after incarnating into an adult.

Xiao Jian's mother is a demon, which means that Xiao Jian's physical fitness must be different from ordinary people, which can be seen from his eyes.

The moment Xiao Jian came to the stage, the Xiao family disciples below instantly quieted down.

Xiao Jian is the object of the Xiao family's generation's cultivation, if he can't join the Senluo Palace, then the others are afraid that there is not much hope.

"This body seems to be a little reluctant. Xiao Ye watched from a distance and thought calmly.

Xiao Jian has a strong personality, dares to act, and is a character, but now that he has a seriously injured body, he wants to pass the test of Senluo Palace, I am afraid it is not so simple.

"Senior, I'm ready. Xiao Jian stepped directly into the center of the formation and hugged his fist to the black-bearded old man, and when he was nervous, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The black-bearded old man remained silent, but a faint light flashed in his eyes, and then with a little finger, the metal magic weapons around the formation immediately flashed with white brilliance, shrouding towards the Xiao Sword in the center.

Guanghua touched the body, Xiao Jian's body trembled immediately, and then the expression on his face became solemn, as if his whole body was tense, and the whole person looked very stiff.

As time passed, Xiao Jian's state gradually declined, beads of sweat were already dripping from the tip of his forehead, and green tendons were bursting out, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

Below, the disciples held their breath, it was Xiao Jian who was tested, and it was all the disciples who were nervous, even Xiao Ye in the distance was also slightly condensed, and he was also very curious about what the result of this test would be.

"He couldn't hold on. Suddenly, one of the disciples of the Xiao family said softly, although the voice was small, but it clearly reached the ears of the other disciples.

"It's already good, he's lasted the longest so far, right?"

Some disciples have begun to regret it, as if they saw the scene when Xiao Jian failed.

One, two, three, four......

When Xiao Jian insisted on holding on for another thirty breaths in a row, the disciples were stunned, obviously Xiao Jian looked like he was crumbling, why was he still able to hold on to such a point?

Shhh

Suddenly, the bandages on Xiao Jian's body couldn't withstand the pressure and exploded, and blood flowed out of Xiao Jian's arms, thighs, and shoulders, even so, Xiao Jian still held on and was not defeated by the pain at all.

Seeing Xiao Jian's appearance stained red with blood, many disciples couldn't bear to watch, but at this moment, the corners of Xiao Jian's mouth rose and a distorted smile was raised.

At this time, he actually laughed?

"At this level, I can hold on to death. Xiao Jian not only laughed, but under strong pressure, he actually spoke, and the voice he squeezed out was extremely rough and blurred.

Everyone thought that he couldn't hold on and was about to fall, and when there was no liliang, he was still in the mood to laugh and have the strength to speak, which really surprised everyone.

The black-bearded old man was still as steady as Mount Tai, and he did not show half surprise at Xiao Jian's outstanding performance, but at a certain moment, he struck out a true qi again, and the brilliance in the formation became even more dazzling.

In an instant, the pressure on Xiao Jian's body doubled, his feet and knees bent directly, and his back almost hit the ground.

"Is that all?" Xiao Jian gritted his teeth, gradually straightened his legs, puffed up his chest, and Zuihou stood upright again, although his expression looked so distorted, although his blood was still dripping.

Xiao Jian's stubborn appearance made the disciples below all frightened, and they even suspected that Xiao Jian's body would explode at any time and die.

"Isn't it enough to do this?" thought the disciples, gritting their teeth.

"Of course not. Regarding Xiao Jian's insistence, Xiao Ye was relatively indifferent.

There is no potential for perseverance alone, and there is limited achievement in the future, and if you can't come up with something that Senluo Temple can look up to, it is useless to persist like this.

This shijie is cruel, without talent, it is destined not to be looked down upon, maybe you can change it through hard work, but these big sects will not consider this problem.

Because every disciple has to consume their resources, people who do not have talent consume the most resources, but their achievements are not large, while those who have talent can consume the smallest resources and obtain the greatest achievements.

This is the sect, they are not charities.

Those who work hard may also have a day of success in the future, but that is not considered by the sect, because the probability is too low! And during the period when you become a talent, they can use resources to make more disciples become talents.

"What this formation really does is force out some potential. Xiao Ye's spiritual eyes had already seen some hints of the formation.

At this moment, everyone is also waiting, whether Xiao Jian can pass the test, and whether the extremely stern envoy of the Senluo Hall will accept him?

Xiao Jian's persistence has reached the limit, what he is relying on now is not his body, but willpower, he is unwilling to admit defeat, this is his character.

He knew very well that his body was about to lose his support, but the arrogance of that body made him unwilling to bow his head.

Even so, the black-bearded old man was not half moved, and the test was still carried out ruthlessly.

"Whew, whew!"

Xiao Jian's wheezing sound became louder and louder, and his body could no longer withstand this pressure, and began to bend slowly.

Everyone was sighing, feeling sorry for Xiao Jian, but at the moment when Xiao Jian was about to fall, a black shadow suddenly lingered on Xiao Jian's back, although it only flashed and disappeared into Xiao Jian's body, and even saw a few people, but Xiao Ye did see it.

"This is ......" Xiao Ye was stunned.

The black-bearded old man's eyes finally glowed, and with a wave of his hand, all the brilliance in the formation was revoked, he dodged, left the place for the first time, and stretched out his hand to hold Xiao Jian, who was about to fall,

The thick true qi entered Xiao Jian's body, stabilizing his injuries for him, and Xiao Jian's consciousness was already blurred at this moment. His lips trembled and he vaguely asked, "I, did I pass?"

"What's your name?" the old man asked, with a look of approval in his eyes.

"Xiao Jian!" When signing up, Xiao Jian's voice was quite confident, but after speaking, the whole person was soft again, and his consciousness had entered an extremely drowsy state.

"From today onwards, Xiao Jian is a disciple of Senluo Palace. The black-bearded old man shouted, causing the Xiao family's disciples to cheer.

Xiao Jian persevered to this point, and finally passed the test, it seems that the Senluo Hall is not the Hades Palace, and there is still a chance to enter. So, when Xiao Jian was in a coma and fell asleep on the high platform, more disciples of the Xiao family went forward to test one after another.

"What's that shadow? It feels so strong. Xiao Ye looked at Xiao Jian, who was sleeping like a child, and was still thinking about the scene in his mind.

"The children of the demon race and human beings, it is inevitable that they are talented, this is Xiao Jian's business, why do I have to think too much? As long as he is not my enemy in the future, he will go. ”

Xiao Jian should feel lucky, it is precisely because of the trip to Gulin that he and Xiao Ye have eliminated the contradiction, otherwise Xiao Ye at this moment is afraid that he has already started to kill people.

A seventh-level martial artist plus a fifth-grade spiritual warrior, it is really not difficult to kill Xiao Jian.

Gather your mind and set your sights on the other platforms!

Although they are all sects that Xiao Ye has never heard of, they are still very strict in accepting disciples. After all, the resources of the sect are limited, and they can't be wasted casually, and they must be selected based on the best.

Of course, the requirements of these sects are much lower than those of the Senluo Palace.

"Xiao Ye, aren't you going to try it?"

Behind Xiao Ye, there was a joking voice, and when he looked back, he saw that it was the disciple of the Xiao family who was saved by himself in Gulin that day. He was smiling at himself at the moment, and his attitude was very friendly.

"I'm just looking, my goal has always been the Purple Cloud Sect. Xiao Ye shrugged his shoulders and said casually.

"Is it because of her?" the disciple of the Xiao family suddenly asked, this so-called "she" was naturally Mu Qing'er.

"You take her too seriously, in my Xiao Ye's eyes, she is just a stepping stone. ”

Xiao Ye dropped this, turned around and left, to be honest, he was not too familiar with this person, and there was no need to waste too much tongue.

Now that the sect has almost selected disciples, it is time to go back to the other courtyard to cultivate.

Looking at the back of Xiao Ye leaving, the disciple of the Xiao family muttered to himself: "For Mu Qing'er, I have been sinking for two years, and now I must join the Purple Cloud Sect, isn't it just for Mu Qing'er?"

The doubts and incomprehension on this person's face, naturally no one will answer it for him, in the previous Xiao Ye's heart, Mu Qing'er was a goddess, everything. But in the eyes of Xiao Ye now, Mu Qing'er is a character who uses men to climb into the sky.

She has the means, the talent, the resourcefulness, and is an opponent who is not easy to solve.

Stepping on Luo Fengbu all the way, Xiao Ye walked to the front of the courtyard, and the moment he opened the courtyard door, he felt a sudden jump in his heart, and a sense of crisis enveloped him.

Almost at the same time, a breeze rolled up behind Xiao Ye, and the fierce true qi swooped in.

Sudden attacks, like poisonous snakes, are incomparably cold!

The crisis shrouded, Xiao Ye's hairs exploded almost instantly, and he immediately picked up Luo Fengbu, a quick forward rush, and then dodged to the left, his body formed a semi-arc, and bent backwards.

Almost when Xiao Ye finished this series of movements, a black shadow grazed his belly, like a dagger, and quickly swiped over Xiao Ye.

That powerful true qi, even if he didn't touch Xiao Ye, made him feel as if his belly had been cut by a knife, and there was a faint stinging pain.

"Who?"

narrowly avoided the crisis, Xiao Ye immediately retreated three steps back, and when he roared, the black shadow had already changed direction, and it was coming, a fist the size of a sandbag, rolling with rolling true qi, broke through the black shadow and blasted towards Xiao Ye's head.

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