"Master, I am on the same team, don't tear down the stage"

After the golden nine heads licked the lion and muttered, he said arrogantly and mockingly: "The ants of the Blood Sea Shura Clan, see, my master only needs a few words to control your life and death, this is called strategizing!"

Youqin Yunhua's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, and a sneer of disdain immediately appeared on his face.

"Really?

What if I'm a member of the Blood Sea Shura Clan?

Who of you would dare to do it?

Do you want to anger the entire Blood Sea World?"

Hearing Youqin Yunhua's words, in an instant, the faces of all the people who were eyeing him changed, and a trace of vigilance and fear flashed in their eyes.

The strength of the Blood Sea Great World is too strong, and in the entire Three Thousand Great Worlds, it can be ranked in the top ten, or even the top five!

Not to mention the strongest Blood Sea God Clan in the Blood Sea Great World, just the strength of the Blood Sea Shura Clan, I'm afraid it's not much weaker than the entire Yuanchen Great World.

At this time, even the host Qinglong Holy Land gave up on being tough with Youqin Yunhua.

No way.

This kid is a member of the Shura royal family, with a noble status and a strong force behind him, if he really does what's wrong with him, the Blood Sea Shura clan will be held accountable, and a Qinglong Holy Land is far from being an opponent.

While everyone's hearts were trembling and worried, Ling Jiuxuan thought more, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart.

"Why did the Shura royal family come to the weak Yuanchen Great World?

And came to the most remote Eastern Wilderness in the Yuanchen World?

Is it because of the Eastern Wilderness of the Yuanchen Great World, is there any secret?

Or is it something else?"

There were no clues, and even Ling Jiuxuan couldn't guess Qin Yunhua's intentions.

Ling Jiuxuan shook his head and stopped guessing and thinking.

But at this time, Youqin Yunhua took a step forward again, and the rolling momentum was pressing, and the terrifying scream and roar shook the aura.

The killing intent that emanated from his body was about to turn into substance, and even this space was filled with blood-red light.

"What, are you going to fight me?"

Feeling Qin Yunhua's killing intent, Ling Jiuxuan's eyes turned cold, and in an instant, a feeling of extreme danger spread.

Youqin Yunhua frowned, and a trace of horror flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

At that moment just now, even he felt a hint of the danger of death!

"What a terrifying talent, this Ling Jiuxuan has already caught up with me, and it actually brought me a sense of deadly crisis, this strength is definitely not weaker than me!"

Realizing this, Youqin Yunhua retracted his murderous intent and turned around and left directly.

He's always been so decisive.

When he was defeated by Lin Qingfan, he was so decisive.

At this time, feeling Ling Jiuxuan's threat, he was still so decisive.

"Whew, what Blood Sea Shura royal family, it's not worth mentioning, it's not the master's opponent at all. ”

Seeing that Youqin Yunhua seemed to be stunned, he retreated directly, and the golden nine-headed lion stood tall again, showing off his golden hair all over his body.

“”

How can his own mount be so virtuous?

Ling Jiuxuan was a little unable to look at it directly.

A comparison of madness and madness, a comparison of cowardice and cowardice, and a comparison of cheap mouths

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that this licking lion was his mount and was very respectful to himself, Ling Jiuxuan himself would have wanted to hammer it to death.

Facing Ling Jiuxuan, Youqin Yunhua actually retreated.

This scene made countless people's eyes widen.

"The godson of the Demon Sect actually retired?"

"He is a member of the Shura royal family, and his strength is extremely strong, and he retreated in the face of provocation at this time?"

"How is this possible?

Could it be that there is some inside story in it, isn't he Ling Jiuxuan's opponent?"

"No, although Ling Jiuxuan's strength is strong, it should still be a step worse than Youqin Yunhua, and at this time, it may be that he doesn't want to lose both sides with Ling Jiuxuan before the game, and finally let Long Xiao take advantage of it. ”

“”

In the face of these people's discussions, Ling Jiuxuan and Youqin Yunhua didn't care about anyone.

Although they are also called the disciples of the Holy Land Tianjiao, in the eyes of the two, they are just a little stronger than ants.

As time passed, the personnel gradually arrived.

At this moment, there was a magnificent bell ringing from high in the sky, melodious and shocking.

A loud voice came: "In the second round of the Green Dragon Festival, the strength assessment begins." ”

The strength assessment is very simple and is divided into three links.

Force measurement.

That is, to measure the power of the true spirit!

Measure the truth.

That is, to measure the quantity and quality of the true understanding.

Measure control!

It means to test the degree of control of the cultivator's own strength!

The force measurement assessment is a hundred large bronze bells lined up in a row, close to each other.

Each assessment disciple needs to stand 100 meters away from the bell and strike the bell in the air to evaluate the results by the number of bells ringed.

These big bells are all special types of spiritual treasures, and their grades have reached the level of demigod treasures!

Very strong!

At the same time, it is difficult to hit.

Theoretically speaking, a genius disciple in the early stage of the Five Elements Realm could ring a bell at most with one punch.

A genius disciple in the early stage of the Yin Yang Realm, a single punch can ring up to ten bells.

A genius disciple in the early stage of the Guiyi Realm can ring a bell at most thirty times with a single punch.

In this era, the best achievement in history is that a Qinglong Holy Son 90,000 years ago rang the eighty-one bells with one punch!

This is already the best result in history.

"The first, Li Chenglan of the Canglan Holy Land. ”

The disciple whose name was called was wearing a navy blue robe, and he was a rather sturdy young man, and he stepped forward with a slightly nervous expression.

Call!

He took a deep breath and immediately threw a punch, and the power of the sea blue true spirit surged out.

"Dangdang Dang"

Li Chenglan is a cultivator in the middle of the yin and yang, and at this time, he tried his best to punch out, and the fist blessed by the true spirit hit the void in front of the bronze bell in the air, and the strength penetrated into the copper bell, and more than a dozen bells rang on the field.

The first bronze bell vibrates, then the second, then the third

When the fist power reached the sixteenth bronze bell, the bronze bell had not moved at all, and only a slight buzzing sound was heard.

"Sixteen, Next"

A touch of loneliness flashed on Li Chenglan's face.

Obviously, this score can only be regarded as below average in the assessment of the strong.

Immediately afterward, more than a dozen disciples went up one after another, but no one rang more than twenty bells.

There are many people who were originally full of confidence to go up, but in the end they walked down lonely, which is enough to show that although this assessment seems simple, it is actually not simple at all.

After all, the simpler the thing, the more it tests the basic skills.

"Next, Mo Chengying"

"Next, Shi Lingchuan"

“”

"Next, Wang Daoyuan"

Well?

Ling Jiuxuan, who was originally a little bored, heard this name, and slightly cheered up.

For Wang Daoyuan, Ling Jiuxuan's impression was still quite profound.

His talent is not bad, and his strength is also very good, he is a cultivator who can rarely enter his eyes.

"Wang Daoyuan?

I wonder how many bells he can ring?"