Global Cultivation Era: I Have Hundred Times Rewards

Seeing that everyone is assembled.

The tall and thin elder Lu said loudly: "Everyone, this six trials is exactly one year. The following disciples will take out the demon cores obtained in the secret realm, and we will count the points."

He took out a huge instrument like a scale and placed it in front of everyone.

"Put the demon core on the tray, and the points can be automatically displayed."

The sect masters of Tiegumen and Tianxiugu shrank back with grief and anger on their faces.

Not to mention the demon core, now they can't even get a disciple.

Although it is common to fall in the secret realm, this time it was too depressing.

completely annihilated!

Old Deng laughed: "My disciples, come on, show it!"

"Blind Lao Yan's dog eyes!"

Yan Wushang's face twitched slightly, and he was about to fight back when Mu Feifei pulled his sleeve.

He looked suspiciously, but saw that Mu Feifei gave him a silent look.

With so many years of tacit understanding, Yan Wushang understood in seconds!

An unexpected joy came to my mind instantly.

"Old Deng, ah, old Deng, you wait for me, you laugh the best at the end." Yan Wu sneered sadly.

At this moment, the nine Blood Sword Sect disciples stepped forward, took out the demon core from the storage bag, placed it on the tray, and made a crisp sound.

Old Deng slightly changed color, this movement is so small?

The first-level demon core is five points, the second-level demon core is twenty points, and the third-level is one hundred points.

Under the conversion of the French scale, the integral is displayed very quickly.

The chunky elder who was standing next to him glanced at it and said loudly, "Twenty-two first-level demon cores, seven second-level demon cores, and a total of 250 points!"

Old Deng frowned.

This point is far from what he expected.

Fortunately, Xu Zhen, the strongest disciple of the Blood Sword Sect, has not yet revealed his demon core.

Thinking of this, Lao Deng's brows slowly stretched, and he said, "Xu Zhen, it's your turn."

Xu Zhen stood there, his face pale.

"Huh? Why don't you move?" Lao Deng asked very strangely.

Xu Zhen smiled awkwardly and said, "Master, I was in the secret realm this time, and I didn't get the demon core."

"what?"

"Is what you said true?"

Lao Deng's voice suddenly doubled, with an incredible look on his face.

Xu Zhen nodded with great difficulty.

His face was blushing, and he could not wait to find a crack to get in.

This time it was a real shame.

Boom!

Old Deng suddenly felt a thunderbolt.

The whole person will be paralyzed on the ground.

Suddenly, a man with quick eyes and quick hands hurriedly supported Lao Deng.

Old Deng was about to thank the other party, when he saw this person, he almost fainted.

It was Yan Wushang who supported him.

At this moment, Yan Wushang smiled and said, "What, Lao Deng, is a blood clot committed? Do you want me to give you two slaps to help you clear the meridians?"

"Fuck off!" Lao Deng was furious: "It's too early to say the outcome, my Blood Sword Sect disciple only has so many points, your Sword Sect's must be lower!"

Yan Wushang said, "It's not as low as your two hundred and five."

Old Deng stared at a pair of bull's eyes, his eyes were about to split, and he was about to die.

At this time, the second sect walked up, and it was the seven people from the Beast Master Sect.

Yang Hao passed by the disciples of the Sword Sect and said gratefully to Mu Feihan: "Thank you Brother Shi for your reminder, otherwise we will be beheaded by the demon clan in all likelihood..."

The other disciples of the Imperial Beast Sect also expressed their gratitude.

On that day, they hid in a hidden cave and heard the demon clan running rampant outside, like a thousand troops crossing the border, with great momentum.

If he stayed outside, he would not be bitten to death, but would be trampled to death.

Mu Feifei said: "I understand what you said, but what's the matter with Brother Shi?"

Yang Hao was startled: "Isn't your name Shi Feihan?"

His voice just fell,

Hong Yu laughed heartlessly: "Master, when did you change your surname, and is it still such a flavorful surname?"

Mu Feifei's face turned green.

It was only then that he remembered, and at that time he said a sentence that is extraordinary.

I thought it was full of strength, but I didn't know it was misunderstood by the gang of Yu Beast Sect.

No culture is terrible.

He felt that if he produced three hundred Tang poems, he might be able to become an academy teacher or a cultural scholar in this different world.

Soon, the points of the disciples of the Imperial Beast Sect came out.

"The total score is three hundred!" The chunky elder said loudly.

When Lao Deng heard it, he didn't expect the Imperial Beast Sect to be so low, and his mood was slightly better.

"It seems that because of the sudden change in the secret realm, the points of each sect are not high, and I may be ranked second!" Lao Deng thought.

You must know that the six trials, the top three sects, will have a lot of resource rewards.

When Lao Deng thought of this, he couldn't help but feel refreshed!

Next, is the Heavenly Puppet Sect.

This sect is even more withered by its disciples.

Apart from Fang Qingxian, the undercover agent, there is only Lori.

After a year of Infernal Affairs, Fang Qingxian made himself the son-in-law of the Heavenly Puppet Sect, and he did not know whether the Sword Sect lost or made a profit this time.

Sect Master Luo obviously also knew about the death of the other eight disciples, but fortunately, his daughter and Fang Qingxian were both present, which was a fortune among misfortunes.

As a representative, Lori walked to the scale.

Old Deng gloated: "There are only two people left in the Heavenly Puppet Sect, and the points must be lower. My second place is appropriate."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a clattering sound, like pouring beans.

I saw Lori pouring out a lot of demon cores from the storage bag!

Old Deng was dumbfounded!

"Fuck!"

"What is the Heavenly Puppet Sect doing?"

"Where did so many demon cores come from?"

The rest were also surprised.

Sect Master Luo was even more excited and flushed: "Daughter is mighty! How magnificent is my Heavenly Puppet Sect!"

The chunky elder was also stunned for a while.

He carefully looked at the scale, and finally announced: "The total score of the Heavenly Puppet Sect is 2,600 percent."

At this moment, Lori secretly looked at Mu Feifei and smiled gratefully at him.

It seems that the demon core obtained by the Heavenly Puppet Sect is inseparable from Mu Feifei.

Old Deng was speechless for a while.

It seems that Heavenly Puppet Sect is definitely the first in this trial.

But fortunately, the blood knife gate ranks third, and can also get resource rewards!

At this time, there was only one sect left.

It is Dahe Jianzong.

Old Deng glanced at the disciples of the Sword Sect with disdain on his face: "Just how many demon cores can they get?"

"It must have been a year waiting for rescue."

Seeing that Hong Yu and other nine disciples did not move, Lao Deng was even more certain in his heart.

"Ahahaha, Lao Yan, look, they didn't even get a bit of demon core."

"Just wait and get slapped!"

"I'll take it off later, and let my slap in the air gently caress your cheek!"

Lao Yan was speechless.

Take the bamboo shoots, this man!

At this moment, Mu Feifei stood up.

He is like the last king to appear, with light all over his body.

At this moment, Mu Feifan walked slowly to the scale.

The chunky elder said, "Pour all your demon cores on the tray."

Mu Feifei suddenly asked, "Is your magic weapon strong?"

Faced with this mindless question, the chubby elder stared blankly: "Why, don't underestimate this magic scale. Although it is a magic weapon, it has a large carrying capacity!"

Mu Feifei smiled lightly: "Then I can rest assured."