Pampered Underworld Marriage: Genius Baby Black Belly Mother

The ten deacons shook their heads quickly.

Deacon Qian was puzzled. He remembered hearing this rhythm, but he didn't remember where it was.

He felt very familiar, as if he had heard it in Xiling Mountain Range?

Wen Xian directly used the rhythm to resolve the illusion.

Go directly in front of Deacon Qian.

Deacon Qian clicked with satisfaction.

Looking at the six people who passed the assessment, they nodded in satisfaction, "You six, you can go to the second round of assessment. If you win, you can go directly to the third round."

"Yes."

Several people responded excitedly.

With a wave of Deacon Qian, six iron gates appeared at the entrance to the forest.

The roar of the beast was full of evil spirits.

Wen Xian's face sank, rather worried.

After all, a person with a Tier 5 cultivation base corresponds to a monster with a Tier 5 cultivation base, and it is also difficult to win.

The power of Warcraft is difficult to deal with.

Moreover, she can't use Qixuanfengweiqin, she can only use Xiao.

This greatly reduces the power of her spiritual power, which has not been repaired before. Although she has entered the sixth stage, but because of being chased during this time, her cultivation level is similar to that of the fifth stage.

Wen Xian gradually approached the iron gate, looking at the black iron gate, exuding the ancient atmosphere.

In fact, Wen Xian is very strange, why didn't Xi Lingzun set up a spiritual power test?

Thinking of this question, she suddenly understood that without this test, it didn't matter, only the fifth-order cultivation base would have the opportunity to enter Xi Lingzun.

This condition is even harsher than the spiritual power test.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The six iron gates opened instantly.

Six figures were quickly sucked in by a traction force.

"Boom..." There were six loud noises, and the iron door closed heavily.

"Roar!" As soon as Wen Xian entered, there was a roar of a wild beast, and the terrifying aura crushed the entire dark area.

Wen Xian looked ahead, only to see a pair of blood-red eyes hidden in the darkness.

An extreme fear filled the whole body.

She has never been in contact with Warcraft since she was little, and even if she meets Warcraft, she will use the rhythm to surrender.

Will not kill.

The killing was too cruel, she couldn't bear to hurt a living life.

"Boom boom boom..." The terrible footsteps were deafening, and the blood-red eyes were getting closer and closer to him.

She walked forward vigilantly.

She took out a crystal clear jade flute from the space, white as snow, small and cute.

She held it gently in the palm of her hand.

If the rhythm can surrender it, there will be one less battle.

For the spiritual person, the consumption of spiritual power also takes a day or two to recover, and it also needs the aid of an elixir.

Although she recovered extremely quickly, she consumed too much time during this period.

She could feel that her power was far inferior to the power of the monster in front of her.

Wen Xian's heart sank, thinking of ways to deal with it.

No, she must win. She practiced well here, and when she stepped into Venerable Xi Ling, she could feel the pure spiritual power of Venerable Xi Ling, which was very suitable for cultivation.

And it is very conducive to the improvement of spiritual power.

Suddenly, Wen Xuan had an idea in his heart.

She glanced at the jade flute in her hand. It was a family-renowned Xuepo phantom flute, and it was extremely powerful, but she was not particularly good at it. The best thing was the piano.

But at this time, I can no longer take care of so much.

She slowly raised the Xuepao Phantom flute, approaching her lips, and a cool feeling filled her lips.

The faint rhythm is very soft, and it is very comfortable as it brushes people's hearts like water.

The speed of the monster that was moving towards her gradually slowed down.

Wen bathed in this water-like rhythm, and an indescribable strange feeling lingered all over her.

This is the first time she has played the Xuepao phantom flute, although she is not so skilled, but she also masters it very well.

The rhythm gradually became happier, making people feel like a river rushing forward.

But WoW kept backing away in fear.

As soon as Wen Xian saw that it worked, he tried to speed up the rhythm.

As for the Warcraft, it also retreated extremely quickly. This kind of Warcraft, which has been hidden in the dark, had terrifying lethality.

But as an assessment of the beast, it was not so terrible, the beast master who had the assessment was outside to control it.

However, Wen Xian also found a problem at the same time. The spiritual power was injected into the Xuepao Phantom flute, and the spiritual power in her body was consumed very quickly.

This second level is very difficult, as you can imagine, the third level is even more difficult.

Wen Xian's complexion was a little heavy, and she was moving faster and faster.

And the speed of Warcraft's retreat is getting faster and faster.

Unbelievably, Wen Xian's eyes were filled with light, and his big bright eyes seemed to illuminate the night.

This is the royal beast song in their clan, the rhythm is very soft, only the beast master can control it, and she can easily control it, so how can she not be excited?

This is the difference between the world inside the clan and the outside world. There is no challenging danger in the clan for ten years, so she did not realize that she also has the talent of being a beast master.

The beast master is also a hard-to-find person in the world.

As the cultivation level increases, the realm of Yu Beast will also increase, which greatly reduces the damage caused by the battle.

Wen Xian kept moving forward. For her, there was no retreat. As long as she got out of here and ushered in the third round, she would have succeeded one and a half times.

In short, she now urgently needs all kinds of attempts to understand her own abilities. This is very important. When she reaches her limit, no one knows where her limit is.

And everyone's understanding is different.

The gains are also different.

Wen Xian watched the monster disappear completely, and her eyes brightened up, appearing in a wide square.

"what…"

"Ahem..."

"it hurts."

"Damn beast."

Five different sounds were introduced into Wen Xian's ears.

Wen Xian looked at the left and right sides, and the young men and women on both sides had already come out, but one was more injured than the other. After all, as long as there is a chance to stay in Xi Lingzun, he will do his best.

In the third round of assessment, Wuhuan brought two deacons to the inner-zun, and personally assessed it.

If it weren't for such an important occasion today, he would definitely take his son for a walk.

The scenery here is good, but his son is a pig who can't wake up, he only knows to sleep all day long.

Wuhuan was still dressed in white. It was cold. He was dressed in a white fox fur cloak. His whole person was even more magnificent, with exquisite silhouette and excellent figure, just like a beautiful man walking out of a picture scroll.

A deacon standing next to him introduced: "This is our inner elder, Wuhuan elder." The other two women looked at Wuhuan's handsome faces, even though they were full of wounds, they were also spring hearts at this moment. Rippling.