Seeing 'Ying Zheng...', he sacrificed another bronze figurine.
Still looking provocative.
The faces of Xian Qiong and Demon Oyster were so dark that they could drip with water.
But there was nothing we could do against him.
I don't want to mess with this piece of meat.
Only Lianhuo grinned and said: "Are you trying to scare dad? Huh! If this method doesn't work, if you don't pay me double [blood sea], I will take you group of 'Mao...' people out together."
,Don’t believe it? You can try it.”
"..." Ying Zheng.
If you want to say who is the most chaotic, it must be the main force of the [Fire] clan.
No use of force is allowed within the [Psychic Society].
Everyone else would have some scruples, but Lian Huo had absolutely no taboos. Seeing Ying Zheng's defeat, Xian Qiong, and Demon Oyster laughed happily.
As for Lian Huo, he didn't bother to pay attention to them.
Walking straight to the edge of the branch, his eyes flickered: "Use rules to condense them into a shield?"
"Umbrella..." I saw it growl.
The rules in my body surged.
Compared to the people of the [Psionic Society], these external 'tribe leaders', 'elders...' have much weaker control over the rules. After half a cup of tea, the [
The fire path gradually gathered into the shape of an 'umbrella'.
Without hesitation, he instantly entered the spiritual rain with his consciousness. This time, there was no feeling of tearing and annihilation. The whole person was suddenly ecstatic and said: "Is this method really effective?"
boom!
One stone stirs up a thousand waves.
As soon as these words came out, others could not sit still.
After all, with the time limit, no one wanted to miss the examination of the 'True Inheritance' disciples, so they all participated.
Even Huang Di turned to look at Ying Zhengwen and said, "You...what happened when you left your name?"
"I was attacked." Ying Zheng said with a bitter smile.
"Consciousness?" Huang Di asked.
"It should be..." Ying Zheng nodded and said: "If I guessed correctly, the names on the tree trunks contain a hint of true spirit. Whose position you choose to cover will be your opponent.
These disciples of the [Psychic Society] are not weak in strength. Don't underestimate them. The one I chose was just an 'eighth-grade' emperor. His ranking was extremely low. However, I didn't expect that even one of the opponent's moves could be defeated by my carelessness.
Didn't catch it."
"That's it." Huang Di suddenly said.
Buzz, buzz…
With the method of ‘Ying Zheng’.
After these ninth-level clan leaders and elders entered the spiritual rain again, they came to the front of the tree trunk without any obstacles.
This is the first time for Xian Qiong, Mo Oyster and others to see with their own eyes the tens of thousands of golden names: "Chief Lian, who are you going to choose?"
"Made, these bastards are using me as a weapon again? When I reach the ninth level, if I don't hammer your shit out, my name will be written upside down..." 'Lianhuo' cursed secretly.
Although it is clear that these 'miscellaneous people' have bad intentions, as the leader of the [Fire] clan, how can it give in?
I saw it puffing up its chest, and just as it was about to speak, the consciousness of the [Fire] clan elder who was also floating next to it took over everything, and said: "Who to choose? Haha, there is no need to ask?
Our clan leader is the best in the past and present, how can these people at the bottom of the ranking be worthy of his status? If you want to choose, of course the first one is the disciple of the [Psychic Society] named Master Wutian.
"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.
First place?
The one at the top of the 'Ninth Grade' - Wu Tianshangren, don't look at the opponent who is not above the ninth grade.
But after all, he is also a disciple of the [Psychic Society], ranking first among tens of thousands of people. Anyone with a little bit of brain would know that this person is not an ordinary person.
Immediately, Ying Zheng looked at Lianhuo's consciousness strangely, and Ying Zheng, who finally came over, almost laughed out loud.
This is the role model for the trap master!
Deserve it...
‘Ying Zheng’ shook his head, with a look of sympathy on his face.
"??"
I ride a horse and choose the first place?
Lian Huo was stunned, even his neck became stiff. He was reckless, not stupid. Originally he just wanted to pick someone with a lower ranking and pass the assessment.
But he didn't want to be trapped by his own people.
How about choosing the first place?
Doesn’t it mean that it’s ‘refining fire’ has become timid?
[Fire] Tribe, how can you be cowardly?
The corner of 'Lian Huo''s mouth twitched a few times, and he deliberately raised his chest: "Of course the first place, does it need to be said?"
Although he didn't give in, deep down in his heart, he had already greeted all the eighteen generations of this elder's ancestors.
Seeing that everyone else was waiting for it, it had no choice but to bite the bullet and turn the rules into a 'pen', covering the first place position.
The word "Lian..." has just been formed.
boom!
Waves of coldness.
All I heard was a soft voice: "Do you want to take my first place?"
"remarkably brave!"
"[The Great Cutting Technique of All Heavens]."
Buzz, buzz…
Before Lianhuo's eyes, the scene changed.
It was like being in the "heavens", and before it could recover, its consciousness was torn apart.
It didn't even see clearly how the other party moved its hand, and returned to the edge of the branch, falling to the ground. It breathed heavily, and its clothes were soaked with sweat in an instant, and its eyes were exposed.
Feeling a strong sense of fear, he said: "So strong."
My body was shaking uncontrollably.
My heart was beating wildly like 'dong', 'dong', 'dong...'.
Is this the strength of [Psychic Society] disciples?
The same nine grades.
In front of him, I was actually powerless to fight back?
This is just a trace of aura. If it were me, I would be able to destroy them all in an instant, right?
"You...picked the first place?" the 'old man' was startled and asked with a strange look in his eyes.
Lian Huo nodded, a little depressed, and said: "Senior, can't you choose?"
"sure."
The old man laughed and said: "Your courage is commendable. This Wutian is the true successor of our 'Guild President'. If it hadn't been for the [Psionic Society]'s misfortune, he should be the new Guild President now."
If I remember correctly, when he was in the early stage of the ninth level, he was already able to leapfrog and challenge the super ninth level. After so many years, you should be the first person to challenge him. Well, even if you lose, it will be an honor."
"..." Lian Huo's face turned dark.
An eighth-grade emperor.
Someone who can challenge someone beyond the ninth level would naturally jump out to compete with him?
Mudd, it's all that old thing's fault.
If it weren't for him, how could he be embarrassed?
When you return to the [Fire] Clan, I will make this old dog look good to you. Lian Huo gritted his teeth and wrote down this 'elder'.
"..."
around tree trunks.
More than a dozen ‘consciousnesses’ have been gathered, after seeing the end of the fire refining.
They all fell silent in a tacit understanding.
"How...do you feel?" 'Xianqiong' swallowed her saliva and asked.
"Very strong!"
Demon Oyster took a deep breath and said: "I vaguely heard the words [Great Cutting Technique of All Heavens]. If nothing else, it should be the method of [Psychic Society].
Moreover, it was created by a super-ninth-grade person. Just a ray of aura has already made me tremble with fear. If it were him, even if he only had a ninth-grade cultivation level, he might not be able to compete with us.