Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The two walked neither fast nor slowly, and after about one-third of the distance, they had already passed many people.

These people were very fast at first, but by this time some of them had even fainted.

Some were lying on the ground panting, obviously unable to walk.

"As Brother Ling said, the higher you go, the harder it becomes."

Meng Haoqing also felt tremendous pressure at this time, especially when he was carrying Xiaobi on his back. It was not just as simple as bearing a person's weight, but the key was to release his internal strength to help him resist the pressure from the formation.

It's like double the pressure.

It's not easy for him to get here.

But when he looked at Ling Xiao, he looked calm and at ease, not tired at all, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this Brother Ling is so powerful, he deserves to have such a powerful master.

"Brother Meng, give me Xiaobi!"

Ling Xiao said.

Once a person touches Sleepy Xiaobi, he will be sucked back and attacked by dragon-blooded creatures. "

Meng Haoqing increased his speed.

Tang Zheng suddenly saw a huge sculpture standing in the distance on the top of the mountain. The sculpture showed its teeth and claws and looked extremely kind. Just one glance made people feel a huge pressure that they had never experienced before.

Meng Haoqing fell directly to the ground. Fortunately, Ling Xiao caught him in time, otherwise this guy would have rolled down the mountain.

Meng Hao said with emotion: "It's a pity that in the past hundred years, except for the eighth princess Ying Youxiao who was lucky enough to pass the test, the others have not been able to pass it.

With the Tyrant Martial Spirit and the Magic Needle Space, the big Jinzhou can't even trap me. I will definitely become the pinnacle of Baize Continent in the future.

From now on, no warrior in the Bigu realm will believe in evil, and before he retreats, he will never be able to come out again. "

The men were also dressed in gorgeous clothes and looked beautiful. Although they were like Ying Youxia and Xiao Lianzhu, they were also rare and beautiful men.

"If he even withdraws from the Zhan Zhan College, unless the people at the Zhan Zhan College are blind, it will be a huge loss for us."

Sleepy Xiaobi, standing quietly in the morning glow, seems to be telling people an ancient and mysterious story.

By the way, there is no requirement for Xiaobi, except that warriors over seventy years old should retreat. This couple is over seventy years old, no matter how young or weak he is, if he retreats, he will definitely die.

The rest were all eliminated.

"No point?"

"thump!"

Those eight people are basically the first echelon.

These are well-known stories.

Standing behind Xiaobi, he could not feel this majestic momentum and this ancient charm. It made him feel as if the pair had seen this ancient era and felt the shock of the beginning of this chaos.

Brother Ling explained.

The pillar body reflects the dim light of the morning, and every inch is full of the vicissitudes of time.

Meng Haoqing gritted his teeth and said.

After some time, halfway through the journey, there were less than a thousand people left in front of Ling Xiao.

Brother Ling looked at the sleepy Xiaobi, but he didn't feel eager to try.

It took the eighth princess Ying Youxia a total of seventeen hours to pass the test. Before she could pass the test, she was covered in bruises and bruises, which was so miserable that it was unbearable to see.

But no matter how slow I am, Brother Ling seems to be able to keep up. Even with two people on his back, there is no pressure at all.

At this time, the couple had not seen the few people walking behind.

"Not necessarily, it's to the front, who knows what will happen?"

The closer to the finish line, the less pressure there is, but for Brother Ling, it doesn't feel like he has even achieved his goal of training himself.

"This, this is called 'Sleepy Xiaobi'!"

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly, this guy is still a stubborn guy, so he can only let it go.

"I can still do it!"

But this sculpture made Brother Ling feel very comfortable, and there was no sense of intimacy. There seemed to be no dragon atmosphere outside.

Meng Haoqing said seriously.

"Long Zhu, if he can withdraw from the Zhan Zhan Academy, his strength is too terrifying." Meng Hao said emotionally.

Brother Ling looked behind him and smiled.

"I see……"

"If you retreat to the last hundred points, you will use it too slowly. If you keep it, you will not be able to do it. You will become a thorn in others' eyes."

This elimination rate is really too high.

The woman is gorgeously dressed and has a handsome face.

Half an hour ago, a total of 780 people had passed the first level of assessment.

Meng Haoqing had no choice but to go alone.

There is no very subtle formation inside.

"Um!"

There is a huge dragon-head sculpture on the top of Kuai Xiaobi. It raises its head to the sky, as if it is sending an ancient call to the boundless universe.

The two of them were talking and chasing each other.

The dragon's beard flutters, as if telling the legend in the wind, which makes people feel awe.

"Well, of course there is no meaning. Anyone who passes the Qi Tangzheng assessment, regardless of his cultivation level or his background, cannot be directly selected as a core disciple of the Zhan Zhan Academy and receive the academy's top training."

I feel less nervous when I walk on my own, and there is almost no pressure at all.

Tang Zhengyou didn't say anything, but I also thought that it was because I was conceited and my trump card was too weak.

The dragon's eyes are gleaming, as if they contain infinite wisdom; the dragon's scales are distinct, each one shining with sharp light, as if telling the story of the past war and this pair.

Brother Ling smiled and said.

Finally, when we were seven-eighths of the way there, there were only about 700 people left behind us.

"It seems like nothing is calling you!"

"Time to slow down!"

Ling Xiao grabbed Xiao Bi and said, "Don't be brave, I know your good intentions."

Its shape is like a huge stone pillar, but it is no different from these simple and elegant stone pillars, because its body is covered with various simple textures, as if the secrets of the entire universe are carved into it.

Brother Ling glanced at Meng Haoqing and said.

"What's this?"

When they were less than a thousand meters away from the top of the mountain, Brother Ling and Meng Haoqing retreated into the bottom hundred, and Xiao Yue ranked in the forties.

There were a hundred or so people from the seventh echelon before them, and Brother Ling and Meng Haoqing were also among that group of people.

Brother Ling raised his feet and subconsciously headed in the direction of Xiaobi.

"bad!"

Meng Haoqing explained: "It is rumored that the founder of the Zhanzheng Academy once killed dragon-blooded creatures. Although they were real dragons, they were still weak, so they created those creatures to trap Tang Zheng.

At this time, the eight people in the first echelon had not reached the finish line.

They saw ancient dragons and snakes hovering on its surface, seemingly struggling to be freed from their restraints; they also saw mountains and rivers shrouded in mist, as if they were the scene when heaven and earth first opened; he could not see yet. When the stars streak across the sky, it seems like these shining dreams are chasing an endless future.

In front of us is a woman in white, wearing a bamboo hat, walking equally calmly.

One woman and one man, the slowest. Since then, we have been at the back, and we are still at the back now.