"Your mission hall is not very good, and it is too small compared to those in our sect. ”

Shen Jiao walked around the mission hall and soon felt bored.

Steward Zhou was embarrassed: "Shen Xiaoyou is right, this is just a territory, where can it be compared to the mission hall of Mushengmen?"

"It's boring. ”

Shen Jiao muttered: "If I hadn't heard that he would come, I wouldn't have come to this place......

Steward Zhou was close, and couldn't help but be curious: "I don't know who the fairy is waiting for?"

Shen Jiao's face flushed, and she turned to say, "What's the matter with you, you better don't follow me." As he spoke, he quickly walked out of the mission hall.

"Shen Xiaoyou, Xiaoyou, you wait for me......" Steward Zhou still stubbornly followed out.

This scene was naturally also seen by many monks in the mission hall.

Shao Jie shook her head and said, "It's really pampered." ”

Maybe it was because they were used to being cautious, and when they saw this Qi cultivator talking to Steward Zhou so unceremoniously, they couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for her.

But she also knew that if she could make Steward Zhou treat a low-level monk so lowly, this female cultivator's identity was certainly not comparable to that of ordinary low-cost monks.

"I can only say that in this world, only those with backgrounds dare to ignore cultivation like this. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head and said: "That's just a monk who covets these backgrounds, if you meet a real strong person, no matter how extraordinary your background is, it's useless." ”

These words made Shao Jie speechless, but unfortunately they have not been able to become such a strong person yet.

I can only wait obediently.

The Linggen test was also over quickly, and the result did not satisfy this Deacon Ye, she just waved her hand and let the boys and girls stand aside and wait.

It's their turn to be scattered.

Seeing this Deacon Ye with a cold face, he said: "Presumably you have also inquired clearly, if you want to enter the Musheng Gate, in addition to having your own contract spirit beast, you must also be able to stand out in our Musheng Gate Entrance Trial." ”

With a wave of his hand, an arch-shaped delicate spiritual weapon appeared in Deacon Ye's hand.

But seeing her chanting silently, she then played a spell on the spiritual weapon.

When the spirit weapon landed, the arch enlarged and erected in the center of the mission hall, and it was enough for three people to stop.

There was a strong white light inside the arch, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

Deacon Ye said again: "This is a portal, as long as you enter, you can go to the place of trial prepared for you by Mushengmen." If you succeed in passing the level, you can become an outer disciple of Mushengmen. At that time, there will be disciples from Mushengmen to answer. ”

Some monks curiously leaned up to take a look, but they didn't dare to go in.

"Dare to ask the seniors, what are the rules in this place of trial?"

"There are no rules, it can be outwitted or brute force. But there is one thing, in the trial place of our Mushengmen, there are naturally trial demon beasts, they will not let you succeed in breaking through easily, if you are not completely sure, I advise you not to try it easily, otherwise, falling in the land of trials will not only be, but also may become their belly food. ”

The monk hurriedly asked, "Senior, don't you say to give up?"

"No, either you succeed or you ...... Die. ”

Deacon Ye's cold words without any waves made the faces of the scattered cultivators turn bad.

Doesn't this mean that if you don't succeed, you will be buried in the place of trials?

These casual cultivators, but they all chose to join this sect because they wanted a better life. Hearing that it was so dangerous, many monks immediately retreated.

The impatience in Deacon Ye's eyes was even worse.

At this time, there was a roar from the main hall, and it was a monk who released his contract spirit beast from the spirit beast bag, which was a thunder shadow leopard.

The Thunder Shadow Leopard was swarthy and athletic, and let out a heavy snort, shaking the few monks standing at the front.

"Isn't it just a few demon beasts, look at you scared, heh. The monk glanced disdainfully at the retreating monks.

The Thunder Shadow Leopard is known for its speed, and this monk's temperament is also eager, so he summoned the Thunder Shadow Leopard and jumped into the trial gate.

Perhaps because of the excitement of the monk at the beginning, many monks rushed in.

"Sister Cheng, do you want to go in?" asked Shao Jie.

Cheng Zhaozhao didn't answer, but came to Meng Li's side and took out the Qianli who had been staring at the black yao stone in her arms.

Qianli covered its body with its bare wings and screamed at Cheng Zhaozhao a few times.

Meng Li said: "Sister Cheng, Qianli said that you don't let it lose face here." ”

"Do you still have a face to lose?"

"Giggle......

"It says disgrace to you. ”

"Are you ready?" Cheng Zhaozhao looked at Qianli and said faintly.

Qianli looked at Cheng Zhaozhao's gloomy eyes, only to feel that the pores of his body were cold, and before he could scream, he was thrown out by Cheng Zhaozhao.

The building of the main hall of the mission hall is very spacious, but Cheng Zhaozhao used aura, and he was about to get closer and closer to the obsidian-dotted ceiling in front of him, and he was so anxious that he flapped his wings desperately.

"Sister Cheng, this will hurt Qianli. Meng Li looked worried.

Cheng Zhaozhao stared at Qianli expressionlessly, and saw that at the moment when it was about to hit the ceiling, it suddenly chirped, a pair of wings were glorious, and the pitch-black and beautiful feathers suddenly grew out, covering the entire pair of wings.

Cheng Zhaozhao's face remained unchanged, but his heart was excited, and the clenched fist behind him was slightly loosened.

It's just that the expected scene didn't happen, and Chisato just protected his head with thick fluffy black feathers and still bumped into it.

Boom!

Qianli screamed bitterly.

The next moment, it fell from a great height again.

"Haha!"

Naturally, this scene was seen by many of the remaining monks who had not yet entered the trial ground, and they leaned forward and fell back with laughter.

"There is such a useless spirit beast, and you still want to enter the Musheng Gate?"

"Take care of yourselves. Cheng Zhaozhao said coldly.

Qianli has awakened his bloodline, even if he can't inherit Haidong's supernatural powers, at least flying should be a problem.

Cheng Zhaozhao felt that Qianli was frightened when he was a child, and after checking a lot of jade slips, he came up with such a trick of 'fighting poison with poison'.

It's just, it's still useless.

Helplessly, Cheng Zhaozhao released a spiritual energy barrier and caught thousands of miles in mid-air.

At this moment, another fierce aura rushed out, instantly shattering her aura barrier, and many barbed blades suddenly appeared on the ground below.

It's her!

It was Deacon Ye from Mushengmen who made the shot.

Cheng Zhaozhao cast spells, and they were all shattered one by one.

"Thousands of miles, danger!"

Hearing Cheng Zhaozhao's eager shout, Qianli suddenly shook his wings in a moment, and took it above the blade, fluttered to the ground on the side, and rowed out a long way.

In the next moment, the blade on the ground disappeared.

Meng Li anxiously trotted all the way over and picked up Qianli.

Qianli gurgled a few times, and it was not shocked or angry.

Cheng Zhaozhao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the female cultivator: "Deacon Ye, what do you mean by this?"