But at the same time, these three guys have also suffered a lot of unjust attacks.

From time to time, a black hellish fire flew out of the house, scorching a handful of pure white hair.

From time to time, a silver full moon swirled out of the room, cutting a crack in the stone on Feng Ling's arm.

From time to time, a huge hell fire and a silver full moon flew out of the house at the same time, beckoning the cheap dragon at the same time.

"Woo-woo-"

"Bastard!"

"Why is it always the emperor who is the most unlucky!"

The cheap dragon jumped to his feet angrily, plunged into the lotus pond, extinguished the flames on his body, and the often black meow tail was bent by the silver moon, hanging in a very funny form.

When Chun Bai and Feng Ling saw the extremely miserable appearance of the cheap dragon, their hearts immediately balanced a lot.

Fifteen days later.

In a gorgeous mansion in the prince's mansion, all of a sudden, the gods were flourishing, and the vitality of the companionship continued to rise, soaring into the sky.

Someone else has made the cut.

It's exactly the same as the last time, it's two people who advance at the same time.

The people in the Prince's Mansion were no longer surprised, and they knew in their hearts that it was probably His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and his future Crown Princess who had achieved something in their retreat.

What two living demons!

On the fifteenth day, Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu stepped out of the door of the room, and finally breathed in the fresh air outside the door.

Ling Luo, a sixth-order great martial artist, the Dance of the Silver Moon has begun to take shape, and after fifteen days of intensive cultivation, she has been able to sacrifice a Silver Moon with a radius of two meters at one time.

Although the area of Silver Moon was only one-fifth of what Xuanyuan Yu had used at the beginning, it was already a very remarkable improvement for herself.

Xuanyuan Yu, a seventh-order martial spirit, in these days, he not only completely mastered the black hell karma fire seven or eight points, but also in the process of getting along with Ling Luo day and night, he clarified all the obscure parts of Jin Yaotian's book, and produced a qualitative sublimation.

The rapid increase in level was originally a very happy thing, but at this moment, Ling Luo still had a sad face.

"Luo'er, what's wrong? Not happy? ”

Sitting at the dining table, Xuanyuan Yu was very attentive to help Ling Luo pick up the dishes, and asked with concern.

In the past fifteen days, both of them have fed on Yuling Xuezhi, and no one has eaten three plants, turning spiritual power into vitality and replenishing the needs of the body.

At the moment, the two of them should be very hungry.

But Ling Luo looked at the delicious food piled high on the plate in front of him, and he only felt that his heart was suffocated and heavy, and he didn't have the slightest appetite.

"There are three days left, and it is the entrance exam of the Holy Seminary, and it is impossible for me to be promoted again." Ling Luo's expression was a little frustrated, "I may not be able to get through this hurdle of a seventh-order great martial artist. ”

For the Great Martial Artist, going from the sixth order to the seventh order is a very serious bottleneck.

If you can break through the seventh order, it means that as long as you continue to work hard, you will definitely be able to break through the martial spirit.

But if you can't break through the seventh order, you will have no chance with martial spirits in this life.

This is why when the Holy Spiritual Academy recruited new students, it drew the line of a seventh-order great martial artist.

In the Holy Seminary, there has never been an existence below the martial spirit, and even if there is, he will definitely easily become a martial spirit one day.

"There's no hurry." Xuanyuan Yu put down his chopsticks, stretched out a hand, and gently stroked Ling Luo's hairy little head.