Soul Devouring Sword Master

"I see."

Lin Xiao's eyes flashed, and he immediately understood that people from the upper spirit world came to the lower spirit world for selection. Each person was responsible for the assessment on a continent, and then all those who passed the examination were brought here for the final assessment.

According to Guo Yunfei, there were still two forces that had not arrived, so everyone continued to wait.

After one.

"Haha, it seems that everyone came very early!"

A burst of weird laughter came from a distance, and before the sound fell, a huge figure had already appeared in the distance.

For a moment, everyone followed the sound, only to see it was a huge roc, with wings spread nearly a thousand feet, covering the sun, roaring towards it.

This roc was covered with golden feathers and had a pair of piercing eyes. It exuded a powerful coercion. It was clearly an imperial-level demon.

And on this golden roc, there are a group of figures, headed by a man in purple robe, with fair complexion and handsome appearance, but it gives people a strange feeling, especially in his dark eyes, which exudes An evil spirit.

"Liu Wuxie, you are finally here. It seems that the speed of your Golden Roc bird is not very impressive."

On a certain mountain peak, a man wearing a cloud-white robe smiled.

"My Golden Roc bird is not slow. It is faster than your Zhan Xianmen's Shenhe. However, the continent I am responsible for is a bit remote, so it only took some time."

The enchanting man named Liu Wuxie grinned, and his smile seemed a bit evil. With a wave of his hand, the Golden Roc stopped, and the person on it quickly landed on a mountain peak.

"It seems that the people from Senluo Palace are last in line!"

Guo Yunfei said neither salty nor lightly.

Before he finished speaking, the ground in the distance suddenly turned dark, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Immediately afterwards, the darkness was like a tide, quickly extending towards this side. From a distance, it was full of darkness, as if a huge dark cloud enveloped the sky.

But soon, everyone noticed that it was actually a black aura. To be precise, it was a demonic cloud formed by a mass of demonic energy, rolling in like a tide.

When the magic cloud approached, everyone finally saw that it was carrying thousands of figures, headed by a woman in black robes.

The woman in black robe has a beautiful face, but her skin is gray-black. Her eyes are shining with purple light, and her long flowing purple hair is swaying in the wind. There is a layer of dark evil energy lingering around her body, giving people a cold feeling. Feeling domineering.

For some reason, seeing this black-robed woman, Lin Xiao thought of the weapon spirit he saw when he gave the magic sword to Shangguan Zhiyan before. The temperament of the two was very similar.

"Wait a minute, that's—"

Suddenly, Lin Xiao's eyes moved, and he saw that among the people behind the black-robed woman, one of them was carrying a long sword. The Taoist robe had a sword pattern engraved on it. He was clearly from the Fairy Sword Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Xiao saw people from Demon God Sect, Lei Sect, Ice and Snow Temple and Five Poison Sect.

Obviously, this demonic cloud is carrying people from Qingyun Continent.

Lin Xiao was still confused before, as he didn't seem to see anyone from Qingyun Continent. It turned out that they hadn't arrived yet.

His eyes searched the crowd of Demon God Sect, and soon, Lin Xiao spotted a familiar figure.

Almost at the same time, Shangguan Zhiyan's expression changed, as if she was sensing something, and her eyes followed.

For a moment, the two people's eyes met, and they both saw each other, with a knowing smile on their faces.

"Sorry everyone, it's been a long wait!"

The woman in black robe stepped forward and said indifferently. Her cold tone gave people the feeling of being thousands of miles away.

"You're welcome. Now that everyone is here, the assessment should begin!"

One soil.

After the words fell, everyone on the top of the mountain nodded, and immediately stepped down and gathered directly above.

In an instant, dozens of figures appeared above, each of them was a powerful emperor. These people were divided into seven factions in total.

"I believe you all know the purpose of coming here. Let me introduce myself first. I am the elder of the Blood God Palace, Mo Feng."

The speaker was the white-haired old man who had communicated with Guo Yunfei before. There are seven members of the Blood God Palace here. It is obvious that Mo Feng is the representative of these seven people.

"Zhan Xianmen, Zhou Zhan!"

A man wearing cloud-white robes said softly.

"Demon Valley, Liu Wuxie!"

The monster man from before said.

"Senluo Palace, Plum and Black Bamboo!"

The black-robed woman said.

"Sword Temple, Xing Yu!"

A tall dark man said, his words gave people a feeling of calmness and authority. Guo Yunfei, who is also the elder of the Sword Temple, stood behind this man.

"Holy Sword Pavilion, Chen Fan."

The speaker was a young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a handsome appearance, and a long sword on his waist. He looked quite dashing.

"Blood Sword Hall, Nie Nan!"

"Blood Sword Hall!"

The moment he heard the words "Xuejiantang", Lin Xiao's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes fell on the person speaking, only to see that it was a skinny old man, wearing a blood robe, with sunken eyes, like two black holes , giving people a deep and gloomy feeling.