"On the battlefield, the opponents are not all at the same level as you! Even such a punch can't resist. When it comes to the sea of Xiaofeng, it is also cannon fodder!"
Ye Cang's voice, extremely cold, coupled with his burly body and cold appearance, so that all the disciples on the court could not help but have a chilling feeling.
Finally, that night came to Ling Feng, as always, his face was indifferent: "You, list!"
Ling Feng glanced at Ye Cang, the breath on his body was very restrained, and he couldn't see what level he was.
However, the power of his punch is scary!
Although he did not use much power, he was able to punch the elites of these magic priests to vomit blood. It can be seen that his strength is strong.
boom!
In the moment, the fist of the night crying ghost had been smashed, and it was extremely accurately smashed into Ling Feng's lower abdomen.
The lower abdomen part can make people feel extremely painful, but not fatal.
Ye Cang's fist was very fast. Ling Feng's eyelids jumped and quickly started the sword domain. Various reactions were also mobilized instantly.
Finally, at the time of Qian Jun, the grabbing was caught, but it grabbed Ye Cang's fist.
A huge power came, but most of the palms were resolved by Ling Feng's palm.
Pasted!
Ling Feng took a few steps one step back, but he did not vomit blood.
Ye Cang glanced at Ling Feng a little surprisingly, but quickly responded to peace, but said faintly: "Homing, you, standing to me later."
"yes!"
Ling Feng responded and relieved his heart. He knew that he was qualified.
The two elders of the two demon gods on the temple were relieved. Fortunately, at least Ling Feng was qualified, otherwise, wouldn't that heaven soul Shen Dan blind.
The next one is Yan Jinghong's turn.
His response was not as fast as Ling Feng, but at the moment he shot that night, he turned himself into the state of the ice man.
Click!
Ye Cang broke Yan Jinghong's ice cubes, but Yan Jinghong was not injured.
The power of the ice patrol is still a cow fork!
Ye Cang was a little surprised, and two people resisted that they had not injured him.
"You, come here!"
Ye Cang glanced at Yan Jinghong, and continued to point to the next disciple.
In the end, these ten martial arts tested, there were only three qualified people!
Three, although not many, but even if they went to the sea of Xiaofeng, they could finally stay in Xiaofeng Camp, which was only about five.
Now that Ling Feng passed the assessment of the night crying ghost, the chance to stay in the end is still very large.
"There are three, pretty good."
Ye Cang's gaze swept through the three of Lingfeng, and finally looked at the elders of the two demon princes in the hall, and said indifferently: "I took it away, leave!"
After speaking, I glanced back at Ling Feng again, and said coldly: "Go!"
Then, I walked out of the head and walked out.
This made the two veterans of the magic gods embarrassed. Generally, the officers came, and they had to be polite to say a few words.
The night was good, and I left after finishing the business. I didn't even have an extra word.
Or how to say, this howth camp is the trump card in the Temple of the Yuan Dynasty. Indeed, it is unusual.
Ling Feng looked at the figure of this one -eyed officer.
He couldn't help but think of when he was in the heavenly university, the cold -faced teaching Leng Jianfeng, the one -eyed officer, may be more severe and colder than Leng Jianfeng.
After all, Leng Jianfeng is just on the surface, and the bones are actually a dull and innocent guy.
Under the leadership of Ye Cang, soon, the group walked out of the Demon Shengshan.
Outside the Holy Mountain, there was an airship suspended in the air, and Ye Cang flew on the airship. Ling Feng looked at each other and quickly followed.
The airship is not large, but there are already many warriors on it on it. They look young faces, and both two breaths are very weak.
Obviously, all the elites from all ethnic groups.
Ye Cang did not let everyone introduce to each other or know each other, but just walked from the front of the airship, waved a big hand, and said highly: "Go and go to the heavenly god!"
Well!
The next moment, the airship came out, as if it turned into a flowing light, and disappeared in the sky.
The night stands on the bow, and he doesn't move, and he doesn't speak. The complexion looks extremely cold.
And between the disciples below, although they are divided into several camps in each of them, they also started chatting.
The disciples of the Demon Protoss who were selected with Ling Feng, named Gu Weide, were the main disciples of the Demon Protoss. Naturally, there is no need to say more about talent.
Gu Weide did not have any shelves. After the two of Ling Feng learned about each other, they went to others to ask the news. Finally, they also came back to tell Ling Feng that others were the elite from the top ten higher priests.
It seems that the task of this night Cang is to take the elite of the major priests to the sea of Xiaofeng.
Among these scattered children of the priests, there are only one person, only one, and many of them, and there are three disciples such as the Demon Protoss. They are relatively good.
And when they knew that after the Seng Demon Prince actually selected three disciples, it was obviously a little surprised.
In comparison, the Demon Prince is compared with the existence of downstream among the top ten priests. In the hands of "Night Crying Ghost", three people can be left in the hands of the night Cang, which is simply a miracle.
However, it is mainly because of a Ling Feng and Yan Jinghong, otherwise, the real level of the magic god clan is actually Gu Weide alone.
So far, six high -level priestities have been attracted, and the world of earth is the next destination.
The Heavenly Salian clan is higher than the comprehensive strength than the magic gods, but I do n’t know how many people can be screened in the end.
Ling Feng didn't care about these, but just drifted his mind to the sea of Xiaofeng.
I do n’t know, what kind of genius will you encounter in the Xiaofeng camp?
Nympho
Three days later, all the top ten high -level priests gathered all the assembly. That night, the night was said to say the first sentence to the warriors who gathered on the deck.
"Xiaofeng Camp symbolizes the highest glory of the Temple of Yuan, but the same means the highest danger!"
Ye Cang's eyes swept through everyone, saying one by one: "In recent years, the falling gods have become more and more active. Even the elite of Xiaofeng Camp is increasing
It is your last chance! Otherwise, once you step into the sea of Xiaofeng, any soldier who violates the military order, no matter what you are, no matter how talented you are, talent, there is only one end.
die!"
The word "dead" seemed to be thunderous, exploded in everyone's mind, and it lasts.
In the end, none of them retreated. They just straightened their waists, expressing their heroic spirit, not afraid of death.
"Remember your decision at this moment."
Ye Cang no longer said much, raised his hand, the airship turned into a luminous light, and it was flying towards the sea.