Eternal Reverence

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As soon as the majestic waters met the red fire, there was a large amount of water vapor bursting out.

Li floats like a red sharp knife, breaking the waterfall and easily standing on the smooth boulders.

"The first disciple of the foreign sect is the first disciple of the foreign sect. It is too easy."

"We can't go up with all our strength. He goes up easily. People are really mad at people."

"It is one of the strongest disciples in the history of foreign sects. It can't be compared."

Everyone is envious and helpless.

The waterfall poured down and squatted on Li Fuchen.

"The strength is at least 10,000 pounds or more."

Li float dust senses the impact of water flow.

Don't underestimate this impact.

The impact of the current is continuous. One person can easily lift a boulder, but it does not mean that he can keep it.

Of course, for Li Fuchen, the strength of more than 10,000 jin is really nothing, even if it does not work, he can easily hold on.

Time passes by.

Under the thirty-one waterfall, the light shimmers.

Every light, on behalf of a Nei Zong prepared disciple, stood there.

In addition, there are seven or eight inner-prepared disciples who can't get on the boulder, and they are red-faced.

puff!

A nephew-prepared disciple standing under the waterfall suddenly turned white, and while a blood spurted out, the whole person was swept away by the waterfall.

At this moment, the deacon of the inner sect who had timed for him flashed and caught him.

Every once in a while, there was a inner-prepared disciple who couldn’t hold on and was vomited by the waterfall.

After a quarter of an hour, there are only eighty people who really hold on.

Ninety-seven people were eliminated.

The second assessment is also on the Qianpu River. This test is the use of infuriating.

Everyone needs to rely on their own strength to cross the Qian Waterfall River.

There are countless vortexes in the Thousand Waterfalls River. It is extremely difficult to stand on the top with the true gas. It is difficult to cross the Qian Waterfall River.

"Everyone has it, start."

The right hand of the elders in the Qing robes slammed down.

Oh...

Eighty of the inner sects prepared their disciples, stepping on the river and running all the way.

what!

One person screamed and accidentally fell into a strong whirlpool, and the whole person was rolled in.

At the crucial moment, a deacon of the inner sect pulled him out.

The red fire was wrapped in the feet, and the Li Fushi star pill bounced. Every step was swept out, and it was more than ten meters away. After a while, everyone was left behind.

The elders in the Qing robes nodded secretly, and there were countless whirlpools in the thousand waterfalls. They did not practice light-weight exercises. No one could easily cross them, but they could easily cross them. It was not a dragon or a phoenix.

As for the height of the bones, he does not pay attention, he only looks at the front.

At the end of the second assessment, only 80 of the 80 people finally passed.

The third assessment is the strength assessment.

The assessment site is in the scorpion animal farm.

Taking the crane, everyone began to go back.

When I arrived at the monster farm, the time was near in the evening.

The Wicked Beast Farm is a huge tiankeng. There are caves on the rock wall around the interior of the tiankeng. The cave is closed with iron gates, and there are occasional screams of screaming monsters.

In the center of the bottom of the tiankeng, it is a gladiator field with blood on it and murderous.

"Your opponent is a second-level low-order monster, and within a scent, the person who injured the monster passed the assessment."

The elders in the Qing robes held their hands and stood tall.

"Injury to the second-level low-order monster?"

Although everyone knows the content of the assessment, but really feel the murderousness of the monster farm, still can not help but goose bumps, chilling.

"The first one, Chen Xiaotian."

Chen Xiaotian is 20 years old this year. He has cultivated Ziqi to the eighth floor. He is silent in the outside, and he is never a man of the moment.

He nervously came to the arena, raised his head, and looked around.

Dangdang!

On the second floor of the rock wall, an iron gate opens to reveal a deep unfathomable cave.

Soon, a demon dog covered in black scales poked his head out.

The second-level low-order monster - black scale dog.

Wang Wei...

The black scale dog's voice is very infiltrating, crisp and sharp, as if a child is barking.

Holding a yellow high-end sword in his hand, Chen Xiaotian couldn't help but tremble. He was the first to see the second-level low-order monster, which was more terrible than he thought.

"Hey, guess how long the younger brother can hold?"

"I guess ten times."

"You are overestimating him. I don't think it will take more than five breaths."

In addition to Li Fuchen and others, there are many inner disciples who come to exercise and have practical combat ability.

Seeing the appearance of Chen Xiaotian, some of the inner disciples laughed.

The black-skinned dog seems to have sensed the tension of Chen Xiaotian. He jumped out of the cave. At the moment of landing, the body pressed down, and then went straight to Chen Xiaotian from the right side.

Chen Xiaotian was already very nervous. He saw that the black-skinned dog did not face the attack directly, but raided from one side, and his heart was more tense and his body was very stiff.

Be a bang!

Chen Xiaotian’s sword flew out in his hand, and he saw that he was about to be killed by the black-skinned dog. A nephew of the inner sect took a wave and forced the black-skinned dog.

"Chen Xiaotian, eliminated."

The deacon of the end of the announcement of the results frowned.

The elders in the Qingpao are also frowning, and their psychological quality is too bad. This kind of person basically has no future.

One after another, the inner sect prepares disciples to play. Basically, every ten people will be eliminated two or three.

The second-level low-order monsters are agile and have a demon body. It is not an easy task to leave a scar on the other side.

"Next, Li floats."

The deacon of Nei Zong took a deep breath and reported the name of Li Fuchen.

It is said that everyone's eyes are concentrated on Li Fuchen, including the elders of the Qingpao who have always been expressionless.

"Is he the first disciple of Li Zong, Li Fuchen?"

"For him, Elder Yue personally presided over the examination of the inner sects. In normal times, where the elders of the elders need to manage these things, they are generally responsible for the deacons."

"Look! From the battle with the second-order low-order monsters, you can see that he is a real name, or he has the ability."

"Yes, the real monster is not the ratio of the spirits and monsters in the test tower. Where is the monster and the murderousness of the real monster?"

These inner disciples have heard of the name of Li Fuchen, but the ears are imaginary, seeing is believing, and they don’t see it for themselves. They still don’t quite believe that Li Fuchen’s rumors are so ridiculous.

Standing on the arena, Li Fu raised his head.

On the second layer of rock wall, an iron gate opens.

Hey!

A black shadow flew out and even hovered in the air, not falling.

This is a fierce bird with a wingspan of three meters, feathers of iron gray, and claws.

"This is too exaggerated! Even with the flying monster to assess him."

"It is estimated that Yue Chang is deliberate."

"This is really a bit overhanging. The attacking power of the flying monster is similar to that of the ground monster, but the flying monster is too fast."

"If the assessment fails, the first disciple of this foreign sect will become a big joke."