In the fiery tent, grace and luxury.

The little maid opened her mouth wide, covered her stomach with her hands, and laughed gracelessly, trying her best to be more steady in front of her master, but as long as her eyes were not withdrawn from the outside, her laughter could not be stopped.

On the main seat of the camp, the beautiful female nun eyebrows are also very stretched, her eyes are wandering, her eyes are staring at the phantom wall on the fairy king square not far away, with a faint smile on her face, and said: "This cheeky boy is really a living treasure!"

On the phantom wall, all the monks in the Great Trial Ground were gathered in a large array, and Lang Yongzheng was standing on a high platform to give a lecture to everyone.

"Ahem, ahem, everyone, today's ...... I have wronged everyone!" Lang Yong held his head high and said with his hands behind his back, the people he talked to were basically monks who had been almost completely organized.

There are still four of the five powerhouses left, and needless to say, Hua Xiaoshuai and Huang Zhan are embarrassed like beggars.

He Jin and Mu Tie are a little better, but judging from their expressions, they should also suffer a lot, the two of them are just trying their best to maintain their last trace of mastery demeanor.

The tragic situation of Hua Xiaoshuai and Huang Zhan was right in front of them, and everyone understood that this big proving ground had been completely controlled by Mo Yan and the other three.

Many people have seen Mo Yan, Lang Yong and the fat man kill those who dare to resist them, and He Jin and Mu Tie have even seen the scene where Mo Yan controls the formation to kill Yin Kapok.

Meaningless resistance is suicide!

So at this moment, after countless struggles and beatings, everyone has become very docile, the so-called five powerhouses, their arrogant heads have been lowered!

Lang Yong made a full posture, and his demeanor made people laugh, he tried hard to make himself more majestic, but his small eyes and uncoordinated figure made him always look too funny.

The millions of monks in the Immortal King Square couldn't help but laugh when they saw this scene.

Everyone stared at the phantom wall for so long, and everyone saw what Mo Yan and the other three did.

Many people's initial surprise, doubt, and other emotions gradually began to fade, and many monks began to like these three monks with the surname of Lite.

Undoubtedly, no matter what the final result of today is, the performance of Mo Yan and the other three will definitely spread throughout the Yeshui District.

There is no longer any suspense for Mo Yan and the other three to be famous in the entire Yeshui Thirty-Seven City, in such a continent that worships heroes and strong people, it is completely reasonable for everyone to look at the three of them with admiration, and even start to worship them.

Among the three, Lang Yong is undoubtedly a living treasure, and every time he appears, almost everyone laughs ...... "Gege...... Haha......" In the red tent, the little maid rubbed her stomach and laughed so much that even Zhao Zhiyu's face had a hint of an imperceptible smile.

"It's so funny, this Lang Yong is so funny! What is a villain's ambition, just look at him. And that fat man, you see, you see, smiling like a flower, with a fat face...... Haha, miss, I'm ...... I...... My stomach hurts!" said the maid with a graceless smile.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Two coughs came from the Phantom Wall of Xianwang Square.

The cough was not loud, but with this cough, the originally noisy Xianwang Square was quiet for a moment, and even the little maid who had been holding her stomach and laughing suppressed her smile, staring at the phantom wall of Xianwang Square with a pair of watery eyes, with an admiring look on her face.

On the phantom wall, a golden young monk, his appearance is not good, his face is a little pale, the only highlight is that he has a pair of very delicate and slender hands, and a pair of smart and vibrant eyes.

Mo!

Undoubtedly, people like Mo Yan are the kind of people who mix in the crowd and never come out.

But at this moment, all the people are looking up to him, looking up to him, and there are even many people who worship him from the depths of their hearts.

If it was an accident that everyone watched the Great Proving Ground today, then this accident was enough for Mo Yan to establish a strong image in everyone's hearts.

Such a complex trial ground, such a complex general pivot array, Mo Yan can control it like a finger, especially the kind of focused and serious expression he controls the array, which is impressive.

It can be said that after this accident, no one dares to regard him as a young monk anymore, he is a genius, a genius of the rune array, and definitely a genius of a war general!

As soon as Mo Yan moved, Lang Yong immediately became a good child, and he salivated and leaned over and said, "Boss, what are your orders?"

Mo Yan's expression was calm, and a pair of eyes swept over the many monks, and no one dared to look at him.

"No more nonsense! Thirty people were selected for forty today, but now that I have counted them, there are only twenty-seven left. Thirteen people died in this great trial!" Mo Yan said coldly, and he paused.

"However, in my opinion, there is no need for as many as twenty-seven people in the War General Cultivation Class, ten people are enough! Now here I, Lang Yong, and Hong Bao, the three of them have been determined.

Yin Kapok has already passed through the big array on the other side, and it can be regarded as a smooth passage, and the rest is you. I think it's almost time to leave six people behind!" Mo Yan's voice was flat, and there was a sense of eloquence.

But his words were cold, and people listened to them with a hairy heart.

What does it mean that twenty-four people are left with six?

The scene was very quiet, Mo Yan said these words and then stopped speaking, there happened to be a high platform in the big array, and there was a chair on the high platform, so Mo Yan leaned back on the chair. He didn't even glance at the people below.

"Why are there only ten people left, and what right do you have to decide who will be the final candidate!" Finally, someone couldn't help but shout, shouting that it was a golden-clothed monk, who was born five big and three rough, and at first glance he was an unruly character.

"Oh, this fellow Daoist is from the prison army's mansion!" Lang Yong squinted his small eyes and said with interest, his tone suddenly turned cold, and said, "Fatty, serve!"

Hong Bao grinned, and stepped forward a little shyly, and as soon as he moved, the monk's camp automatically made way for him.

"I will ......fight for you today," the golden-clothed monk desperately ran his divine thoughts, but he did not have any divine thoughts.

And at this moment, the fat man had already arrived in front of him, and the big fist of the vinegar bowl greeted him in the face like raindrops, and his feet were not idle, and he pushed it hard, where it damaged the other party's demeanor, he hit it, and where it was the most yin, he greeted him.

"I forgot to tell you, this formation is called the Cursed Great Array, and when you enter this formation, all your divine thoughts are sealed!" Lang Yong said proudly.

"Oops, I can't stand it, hey, don't fight, I'm convinced, I'm convinced......" Finally heard the wailing, the wailing sound, the fat man immediately stopped, his face was flushed, and said: "You have been like this earlier, you don't have to take a punch! I don't have to waste so much physical strength!"

The fat man shook his arm as he spoke, he was very strong, and the swing of his arm made the people around him feel a chill from the depths of their hearts.

Finally, a monk stepped forward, took out the storage talisman, and gave out the contents one by one:

First of all, there are Yuanli seeds, and then there are five grade medicinal materials, a total of five four-grade medicinal materials, a set of middle-grade high-grade Fu soldiers, and finally five hundred Yuan stones!

"Hehe, Brother Mo, Brother Lang, that's all, a little meaning, a little meaning! I hope you will raise your noble hand, raise your noble hand!" the monk smiled, nodded his head, and showed a flattering smile on his face.

The entire Xianwang Square was stunned by this scene.

Wang Zhi of the Flying Tiger Army, my God, the invincible Flying Tiger Army has become this face!

"Scum, it's just scum!" "Immortal King Gaotai, Li Huangfei, the deputy governor of the Flying Tiger Army, turned his face into pig liver color, the Flying Tiger Army is the strongest army in Yeshui District, and the arrogance and dignity of the Flying Tiger Army cannot be desecrated, but now ......, "Oh, Brother Wang is polite, polite!" In the phantom wall, Lang Yong stepped forward with a smile and held Wang Zhi's hand, and the two seemed to be good friends for many years. He was polite, but his subordinates were not slow at all, and as soon as he raised his hand, he took all these things.

Everyone in Xianwang Square was even more dumbfounded, everyone was amazed at Wang Zhi's soft bones, but Lang Yong's shamelessness made everyone forget about Wang Zhi immediately!

"This man is too ...... It's so shameless, I don't know how ashamed he is, what ...... he is" In the red tent, the little maid said a little angrily, "I lost Miss's face, but he is still the person recommended by Miss!"

Before he could finish speaking, his expression froze again, because as soon as Lang Yong's hand came out, the remaining monks suddenly surrounded Lang Yong at a lightning speed.

"I have seven excellent Yuanli seeds here, as well as a three-thousand-year-old five-grade peak medicinal herb "Qingfeng Grass" and a ......

"Mine, look at my Tianhe Silver Sand, this is enough to forge a high-grade talisman soldier......"

"I ...... And me, I'm a real baby, a pass to enter the 'Bright Moon Palace'......"

In all directions, Lang Yong was surrounded by people, all kinds of Yuan Force seeds, precious medicinal materials, forging talisman materials, etc., all stuffed in front of him, and for a while, the entire large array was full of treasures, full of good things...... "Haha......" Somewhere in the Great Trial Ground, a white fat monk finally couldn't help it, and laughed.

"Big brother, second brother, I don't think these three boys have a foresight and want to see what is going on. I was also whetted for it, but now it's okay, it turns out that this is their foresight. Haha, it's so funny, I can't help it......" The fat friar laughed as he covered his stomach.

The two monks opposite him, one was Han Hai, who had always been personable, and the other was Yuan Hua, the second brother who was unsmiling.

Being ridiculed by the fat monk like this, Han Hai and Yuan Hua also looked quite embarrassed, Han Hai said: "It's all the fifth girl's fault, I asked the fifth girl to make a move early, but she refused, isn't this ......"

"Big brother, this is not right, isn't the fourth child unconvinced? But what is the result? He was forced out of the big testing ground. I've heard that this time the Great Array on the other side is connected to the Immortal King Square, where millions of monks are concerned. You said that the fourth brother ......" In the corner, Ni Shang said unhappily.

"So the fourth child is out of the ocean today?" Han Haidao, the four of them all looked at each other.

(To be continued)