Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Soon the night passed.

Wow!

Early this morning, a trumpet sounded in the city, waking up all the experimenters, and many looked out of their houses, their eyes twinkling.

On this day, the real trial is about to begin.

Facing the sound of the horn, the experimenters rushed out one after another in the room, and quickly gathered at the source of the sound of the horn, there, resulting in standing on a high platform with deep-set eyes, and no emotion fluctuations could be seen on the face.

About fifteen breaths, all the experimenters gathered here.

Nature, Fang Lang and Vicab are one of them.

"let's start"

Weka's eyes twinkled.

The fat man has not forgotten what happened in the restaurant yesterday.

On the high stage in front, the leader led the crowd to glance around, his eyes glazed over, and after a while, he finally opened his mouth: "Congratulations again for passing the test outside the city of God and truly stepping into the three thousand trials , and now a trial begins, guarding the trial ground of the sergeant of war, Jesus said, "Once again you are tested outside the city of God, into the three thousand trials. Open the entrance to the court. "

"Yes!"

Someone drank too much.

Not far away, a middle-aged man in silver armor turned around, holding a row of runes in his hand, which were printed directly in the void. Suddenly, there was a mess in the gap, and a huge door opened. Both glowed with a faint blue light. A simple and vicissitudes of life came from the face, extremely vast.

Looking inside, everyone couldn't help being shocked.

At this entrance, they feel danger, but they also feel great psychic power.

The entourage swept the crowd and said: "This area of ​​Tao is connected with the dark Senwu, which can be said to be the darkest part of Wu Senwu, and it is also touched by the former saints. They worked together to open up the ancient world in the three thousand great worlds The way, this test." You have to find a spiritual root in it, as long as you find a spiritual root, even if it is cleared, undiscovered as a failed test, the self returns to the original world. Judgment is limited by the sky, understand? "

"Understood!"

The monks shouted together.

Looking at the entrance of the dark space-time, many people have light in their delicate, stupid, and eager to try eyes.

"Okay, now, the trial begins!"

The reception resulted in a glass of wine.

Just as he finished his words, suddenly a shadow rushed into the space-time passage in front, and several people in the square blinked. Because this is a time-limited test, experimenters naturally value every minute and second, to their own honor and the ranking of the world in which they live.

There are more than a hundred people in the square, and Fang Lang, Wei and others are naturally among them, and they are not in a hurry.

Soon, there were fewer and fewer people in the square, leaving only Fang Lang and the Wechabs.

Fang Lang looked up, his eyes were deep, looking at the young people on the high platform attracting career, wanting to see something clear. And on that high stage, the reception desk calmed down that face, didn't respond, just looked at the square indifferently.

"What did you see?"

Whisper.

Fang Lang shook his head and said, "Let's go."

Wei Jia shrugged, said nothing, and walked into the entrance of time and space ahead with Fang Lang.

The lead made him stand on a high stage, watching the back of Fang Lang Shuhao's departure, showing a meaningful smile.

"If you're not ordinary, you have a right to be with that adult."

he said to himself.

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