Some low-level disciples who had not experienced danger stood still and did not dare to move a step, and some even vomited in public. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Several of the low-level disciples, because they couldn't stand the foul smell in the air, broke the waist card on their waists and gave up their entry into the canon in advance.

Listening to the wind, the emperor raised his hand and fanned the foul smell that permeated the surroundings, which was the slightest compared to the foul smell he smelled in the secret room.

Emperor Tingfeng raised his feet and walked past those low-level disciples who had stopped, he didn't care about other people's moods, he just wanted to pass the book as soon as possible.

Emperor Tingfeng quickly passed the low-level registration with several low-level disciples, and for other low-level disciples, it was difficult to participate in the low-level test and refinement.

For Emperor Tingfeng, it couldn't be simpler, he was walking and stopping all the way, not wanting to surpass the low-level disciples in front of him.

Once the people in front of him threw Emperor Tingfeng away, Emperor Tingfeng would quickly catch up with them, and this situation made several low-level disciples feel uncomfortable.

Although Emperor Tingfeng was said to be the son of the Demon Flame King, in fact, he was not as good as any of the demon cultivators among them, but he could move around the refining area with ease.

"Third Demon Prince, a few of us are going out, do you want to go out together!"

Several low-level disciples started the idea of Emperor Tingfeng, they thought that Emperor Tingfeng had lost his previous memory, and he had changed his body, and he definitely didn't have the mana before.

"Oh!" the emperor replied lightly, and did not stop, but walked directly towards the entrance of the fourth area.

"You, what do you want to do!" Several low-level disciples stepped forward to stop Emperor Tingfeng and explained, "The front is not an area where low-level demon cultivators like us can enter. ”

"Oh!" the emperor let out a cold sound when he heard the wind, and moved a step to the side, past the man who stopped him, and continued to walk forward.

"Third Demon Prince, you really can't go on. ”

Originally, he planned to tease the Demon Cultivator of Emperor Tingfeng, but he was anxious, if Emperor Tingfeng insisted on moving towards the primary refining area, a few of them would go out safely, and they would be sacrificed alive by the Demon Flame King.

"Get out of the way!" the emperor roared coldly when he heard the wind, "My business has nothing to do with you. ”

"How could it be that it doesn't matter, you should go out with us. ”

One of the low-level demon cultivators reached out to grab the sign that Emperor Tingfeng was hanging on his waist, intending to break Emperor Tingfeng's brand and forcibly send him outside.

"Roar~" A blue spirit beast rushed out of Emperor Tingfeng's body and roared at a few people, and Emperor Tingfeng snatched back the brand that had not been broken.

Emperor Tingfeng summoned the Yan Demon to his shoulder, reminded those demon cultivators, and said, "Since you know the identity of my Demon Three, you should expect me more." ”

Emperor Tingfeng showed a sneer, and put the brand into his arms to hide, he didn't dare to put the brand of the Demon Sect into the storage bag, in case there was any mechanism on this brand, revealing the secret inside the storage bag, Emperor Tingfeng would be unlucky.

Although it is said that Emperor Tingfeng's storage bag is not a high-end product, after being used to extend his life, it is comparable to a high-grade storage bag, and he doesn't have to worry about being detected by others if he hides anything inside.

Under the gaze of several round-eyed demon cultivators, Emperor Tingfeng peeled back the refining area where the beginner disciples were registered, and the figure flickered, and he entered the fourth layer.

Regarding Emperor Tingfeng's actions, the people who stayed outside naturally saw it clearly, and those who had a heart couldn't help but glance sideways at the Demon Flame King, who was also shocked.

Forcibly stepping up the stairs is not a serious problem, and the Sect Master will not pursue those who advance to the top for this, the main point is that the closer you go, the more dangerous it becomes.

Demon Three was considered a mid-level demon cultivator before, and he was supposed to participate in the middle-level entry test, but because of the fall of the exercises, he didn't have to be allowed to participate in the low-level registration.

Unexpectedly, the emperor who pretended to be the third demon listened to the wind, and he didn't care what level he was at all, and he didn't remember the rules for participating in the canonization ceremony at all.

Emperor Tingfeng only knew that these dangers were not worth mentioning to him at all, he just wanted to break in front and take a look, that's all.

Because most of the testing and refining outside are artificially arranged, even if they encounter some magic weapons or something, they are all output products at wholesale prices.

Emperor Tingfeng was not interested in those low-level magic weapons, it was too boring, and Emperor Tingfeng, who entered the primary refining area, stood a blue spirit beast on his shoulder, holding a fiery red fox in his hand.

Because when he was brought to the Demon Spirit Sect before, the emperor listened to the wind and threw the fiery fox into another spare storage bag.

The danger is that the fiery red fox has a strong vitality, so it was not suffocated in the storage bag, because the fire demon didn't look down on the fiery red fox's qualifications, so he was too lazy to refine.

Emperor Tingfeng felt that it was quite pitiful to throw away the fiery red fox, after all, this was the Demon Sect, and the fate of the fiery red fox was definitely not much better than being refined by the fire demon.

The emperor decided to raise it first, and when he met someone who needed a fiery red fox in the future, he didn't even bother to plant the fiery red fox after giving it away.

The fiery red fox experienced the viciousness of the Demon Sect, and naturally did not dare to leave its protective umbrella easily, and the emperor followed wherever he went, as if he was afraid of being abandoned by his master.

"Boy, why do you still have that fire fox with you!" Yan Demon glanced at the fire red fox that Emperor Tingfeng was holding in his hand, with an impatient expression.

"You're too lazy to deal with it, so I have to take it with me!"

Emperor Tingfeng didn't understand the true thoughts of the fire demon at all, and he would be wrong, and thought that the fire demon really disliked the qualifications of the fiery fox.

"Come on, I'll go back first, be careful yourself. As soon as the flame demon's body escaped, he disappeared from Emperor Tingfeng's shoulder.

The emperor was speechless when he heard the wind, and lifted the fiery fox to his shoulder, "Now! ”

The fiery red fox stared at the emperor and listened to the wind, it didn't know human language, so it could only nod obediently, and there was no disobedience to the emperor's half-meaning of listening to the wind.

Emperor Tingfeng walked all the way forward in the refining area of the junior disciples, and even if he encountered some monsters that had not been cleaned up, they were all wiped out by the fiery red fox.

Soon, Emperor Tingfeng arrived at the entrance of the middle-level refining area, and there were still a few disciples who had just passed the beginner-level refining at the entrance.

Those demon cultivators saw that Emperor Tingfeng followed without injury or danger, their eyes were all unbelievably stupid, no matter how they said it, it was too ridiculous, even they hung up, and Emperor Tingfeng actually passed unscathed.

Emperor Tingfeng glanced at the few demon cultivators who had stopped moving, grabbed the fiery red fox on his shoulder, and pushed open the door to enter the middle-level disciple refining area past the group of demon cultivators.