His face was gloomy, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he continued: "They all want to die, don't they? What do you think the sect is? What kind of existence is the second-class sect? You don't know! A group of ignorant things, as far as you mediocre qualifications are concerned, do you still want to have requirements? Do you know how many people want to enter the Butterfly Killing Sect and fall in front of the door? You can't imagine it! The Immortal Cultivation Realm is a more cruel world than the mortal world, believe it or not, I'll kill you all right now! And I have nothing to do!"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, his hands moved slightly, his breath was manic, and Fan Xian, who had lost his patience, was like a powerful beast that had gone crazy, like a mountain pressing on his heart, and uncomfortable feelings filled the audience.

They all lowered their heads, not daring to look at the person above their heads, they couldn't raise their heads just because of the pressure of their breath, and killing people was like cutting vegetables.

"Lord Deacon, please be careful, the sect has a rule that we must not harm children, which is contrary to the teachings of the Butterfly Killing Sect. "The disciple of the Butterfly Killing Sect, who was closest to Fan Feng, said respectfully.

In the silent scene, another voice suddenly appeared, which was particularly deafening, and the other disciples hurriedly gave him a look, but this person turned a blind eye.

"Oh, that's right, that's right, very good, thank you for reminding me, I don't know what your name is, I want to reward you!" Fan Xianfeng turned his head and looked at this seventh-layer Qi cultivator, the young disciple, and said gently.

"The disciple is frightened, his name is Yan Feng, he is only an assistant deacon, and he sincerely obeys his orders!" Yan Feng bowed and said, very respectful.

In his heart, he was worried that the deacon would be angry and do something stupid and be punished by the sect, but he didn't think much about it.

There is a difference between the title of this offering and the title of deacon, outsiders are called offerings, and disciples in the door are called deacons, doing things for the sect, but the title is different.

"Well, that's good, come and get my reward later!" Fan Xianfeng nodded.

Then he explained to everyone: "Before, it was to scare and scare you, so that you should be vigilant, after all, it is a selection, and you will not be killed, as long as you encounter danger and shout to admit defeat, someone will save you, and your life is worry-free, but you will also lose your qualification to run, do you understand?"

With a signature smile as he spoke, his tone was relaxed, and the coercion on his body was also restrained, just like the two of them just now.

Listening to it, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the disciple of Yanfeng gratefully, coupled with the appearance of Fan Xian, it was indeed not like a performance, and the atmosphere relaxed suddenly.

But the crisis of the falling sky feels that it has not disappeared now, how can he feel at ease.

The sky was getting dark, and the moonlight hung on the branches, sprinkling silver sand on the earth, cold and lonely.

The butterfly dance net is still dazzling, competing with the moonlight, intertwined, and dotted with stars, composing a beautiful picture.

The explanation has been completed, and Fan Xianfeng made a final summary.

"Tomorrow morning, the selection will begin, rest now, don't move without permission, Yanfeng, you come with me!"

"Yes!" replied, and fifteen people, led by Yan Feng, followed Fan Feng and left.

The invisible sense of oppression disappeared with it.

The young man's heart is also lively, chatting and playing, but no one makes trouble, after all, they are all afraid of that person.

The four of them were much quieter, and no one wanted to contact them, and everyone knew that they had angered the worship lord.

The fire was lit, and the four of them sat around, only to slightly dispel the coolness, and the atmosphere was gloomy, coming from the falling sky.

"Smack!" the wood exploded, and everyone ate without saying a word, each eating the food they had brought from home.

"You say I'm useless, I have so many ambitions, but why is it like this? Luotian said slowly, and then ate without a bite.

No one immediately answered, because they were all thinking about whether to tell him about the dark shadow on him.

After a while, Hua Hong said with relief: "Brother Tian, there will always be a way to the endless road, isn't it?"

"Heh, isn't the explanation of the phantom butterfly in the book unclear?once the spiritual root awakens, it can't be changed, this is not a dead end?"

"You can't say that, there must be a way to change Brother Tian's qualifications in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and when we become stronger, we will go and find it!" The fat man couldn't stand it, and hurriedly said.

"Yes!" "Yes!" the pole and the dwarf chimed in, in fact, they also had something to comfort, but the wise pole and the timid dwarf knew in their hearts that too much would be redundant.

The four of them tacitly agreed not to mention the matter of the black shadow.

"Okay, I'm tired, my brother can't protect you, you have to learn to protect yourself, when the time comes, I'll abstain, go home and take care of your parents, work hard, you must get ahead!"

Seeing that he was going to sleep, the fat man wanted to say something, but he was pulled by the pole and said softly: "Let him rest." ”

The fat man had no choice but to give up, and the remaining four didn't say anything more, each thinking about his own business.

How can you sleep when you lie down, your head is inextricably linked, what Hua Bonus said is not unreasonable, and what the fat man said is also, but once this person is disappointed and negative, he will have extreme thoughts.

Luotian, who has always been very confident in himself and has high requirements, hates himself so much, hates Phantom Butterfly, thinking about Fan Feng's words today, he knows that it is reality, and every sentence is the truth.

There is no fairness in the world, and there is no truth that everything is right, but he doesn't want to believe it.

Think about the people in the village, the smiling faces, the neighbors love and help each other, or there is a place that is so pure, like a paradise.

When all the good things are defeated and vanished, the ideal hometown in Luotian's heart will also disappear, which is what he can't accept.

"Coward, how could you be his descendant? A cold voice came to Luotian's mind.

"Who is it?!" Luo Tian sat up abruptly and asked.

They were taken aback by the bonus, and everyone around them looked this way.

"Answer me quickly! What a mess!" the words were so hurried that the falling sky could not understand the situation at all.

Looking around, I didn't see anyone talking, so where did this voice come from?

To be honest, he was a little scared, could it be a ghost? Thinking of this, Luotian stared at the big eyes of the copper bell, and his chest rose and fell.

"What's wrong with this kid?" "I'm crazy. "That's right. "Crazy, crazy. Soon, because the spiritual root was low, the news that he couldn't think of going crazy spread far and wide.

Hua Hong and the others had no choice but to silently stay by their eldest brother's side, in fact, in their hearts, they also felt that there was something wrong with the spirit of Luotian.

But you don't care about the falling sky at this time, he wants to know more about what's in his head.

"Don't shout, don't make a noise, you can talk to me silently. You will know what you should know later, but my sister really can't stand your self-defeating appearance, so I specially reminded you. The voice in his head said slowly.

After a period of adaptation, Luotian was no longer afraid, began to think, and said secretly: "Self-proclaimed sister, that is the older woman, and the descendants, who is very powerful in our ancestors?"