Tens of thousands of disciples who came for the assessment gathered at the entrance of the Warcraft Forest.
Or talking in twos and threes, or one person standing alone from the crowd.
The sun is warm, the breeze is gentle, and the atmosphere is relaxed and pleasant. Many disciples don't know what they will encounter next.
"Dear friends."
Suddenly, Elder Gu Rui's voice sounded again.
The whispering voice stopped instantly, and pairs of hopeful eyes searched for the source of the voice.
Unfortunately, nothing was found.
Murong Yin, who was standing in the corner and dressed in black, flipped the mask on his face, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
With dark eyes moving around, he quickly found the location of the other four people, took a quick look and quickly moved away, listening to the elder's words.
"In the first round of assessment, as long as you can persist in the small circle for one year, you can enter the next round of assessment."
Gu Rui threw a bomb without saltiness, and the disciples became excited.
"Alright, friends, it's getting late. I will open the small world right now. Everyone, please enter early."
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge whirlpool appeared at the entrance of the forest, and a moment later, a gate emitting light golden light appeared in front of everyone.
"go in."
With a sound, all the disciples filed in, scrambling to be the first, for fear that they would not be able to get in if they were one step late.
Murong Yin followed the flow of people and walked inside step by step.
When her body completely entered the door, Murong Yin looked back and saw that the golden door was slowly disappearing and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Murong Yin took one last look at the door, turned around and walked slowly towards the depths.
As soon as you enter the small world, the scene in front of you changes, from the original green and lush ancient forest to the endless golden ocean-desert.
All the disciples also disappeared, leaving her alone.
Murong Yin blinked and walked forward calmly.
The wind and sand blew randomly all over the sky, Murong Yin squinted her eyes, licked her dry lips, and walked forward step by step.
She is not in a hurry at all. One year is all about patience.
After walking for almost an hour, the first kind of monster appeared.
Yes, one kind.
A group of desert lizards.
The khaki body almost blends in with the desert.
Murong Yin looked at the desert lizard with only a pair of beast eyes exposed, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.
As soon as he unfolded his right hand, the Black Iron Sword appeared in his hand.
With a gentle squeeze and a tap of the toes, the body flew out like a phantom.
His left hand formed a fist, and with dark purple spiritual power, he punched the lizard.
boom--
With a loud noise, all the lizards hiding in the desert raised their heads.
The blood splashed, and the group of lizards seemed to be completely unable to feel it, and they quickly approached Murong Yin one by one.
Murong Yin's eyes dimmed. Sure enough, the monsters in this small world were not ordinary cold-blooded ones.
The figure retreated violently, and on the face covered by the mask, the exposed lips evoked an evil and wanton smile.
With a strange twist of the soft waist, the black iron sword was thrown out, and with a quick seal in his hand, the rich thunder power quickly gathered into long swords.
The red lips parted slightly: "Thousands of swords pierce the heart!"
As soon as the sound fell, thousands of long swords were fired at the attacking lizards.
All the lizards hit by the sword died immediately.
The few lizards that escaped were killed by Murong Yin with one sword.
After killing the desert lizard, Murong Yin lightly shook off the blood on his sword, stepped forward and dug out the crystal cores from the lizard's body, and put them into an empty ring.
There was Najie lying in her plain white palm. Murong Yin looked at it and put it away.
Yes, a hundred crystal cores will be fought in one battle, and we will keep trying.
Murong Yin was about to continue walking forward.
Suddenly, his ears moved.
He smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth and murmured in a low voice: "It's just the right time."
Deep in the dark pupils, a trace of excitement spread.
It was too late, but it was soon, in Murong Yin's sight.
A group of small gray dots quickly approached her direction.
Only when she got closer did Murong Yin see it clearly.
It turned out to be a group of different-looking monsters.
It has a pig face, a wolf body, two horns on its head, and a short and thick tail.
After seeing Murong Yin, these monsters opened their mouths, revealing their sharp fangs, and there was disgusting saliva at the corners of their mouths.
"Want to eat me? That depends on whether you have the fate or not!" Murong Yin snorted coldly and rushed out.
Scenes of fighting like this are constantly happening in various places.
There are indeed a lot of monsters in this small world, or it would be more appropriate to describe them as overwhelming.
No matter what, as soon as they enter here, they will fight day and night.
In the cave, the ten elders and Dean Yin Xuanji looked intently at the small light curtain in a corner. They noticed the girl's fierce and decisive attack and the dark purple spiritual power in her body, and a flash of appreciation flashed in their eyes.
With rare attributes, peak Lingji cultivation, and the ability to stay calm in times of crisis, he is indeed a good prospect.
When they first entered the small world, many disciples were thrown into disarray and it took them a long time to adapt. Of course, there were also many disciples who were as calm as Murong Yin.
For example, Fengran entered the small world in the first grade of junior high school.
Unlike Murong Yin, the space she entered was an ancient forest, which looked a bit like the World of Warcraft Forest, but was more primitive and mysterious than the World of Warcraft Forest.
She is not the only one in this space, almost one-fifth of the people in this space have been teleported here.
Feng Ran looked at the people around him, and the childish look he had before could not be seen on Yi Rong's face.
Calmly and calmly, he walked towards the depths of the forest alone.
I have just started hunting World of Warcraft, so there shouldn’t be that many people who are short-sighted.
So she can hunt monsters with peace of mind for the time being.
Feng Ran walked cautiously towards the depths, his starry eyes vigilantly scanning all the corners where monsters might be hidden.
Suddenly, a green shadow came out.
Feng Ran was shocked. As soon as the long sword was drawn out, the green shadow split into two parts.
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be green bamboo leaves.
Bamboo-leaf green, one of the most venomous snakes.
She pursed her lips, put away her sword, stretched out her hand to grab the Xuanfeng Ling at her waist, and looked around with sharp eyes.
Suddenly, a strange wind blew, Fengran narrowed his eyes, his amber pupils shrank, and a white figure shot out in the next second.
The mysterious wind silk was flying in his hand, and his dexterous figure shuttled between the ancient trees and jungles. Wherever he went, a piece of green fell to the ground.
If anyone were here, they would see that this is a pile of Zhuyeqing's corpses.
An hour later, Fengran was able to get rid of these poisonous snakes. Fortunately, she had experienced the poison of various snakes in the Warcraft Forest before, otherwise she would have been so depressed that she would vomit blood.
She quickly dug out the crystal core of Zhuyeqing and installed it. She also collected some corpses of Zhuyeqing.
I don’t know when I can meet Sister Yin and give her these things.
Fengran thought, neatly collecting the fangs.
After doing all this, she continued on her way, and whenever she encountered a group of monsters, she would deal with them neatly.
Inside the cave.
"Dean, that little girl is pretty good. She is very handy with a piece of white silk. Would you like to consider taking on a disciple?"