The Prince of the World

"roll!"

A hint of coldness flashed in the corner of Wu Zhongmou's mouth, flicking his hand.

The four Martial Artists who flew towards him suddenly felt an irresistible force flying.

"Boom!"

The four of them flew like straw and fell three feet away. The remaining few martial arts were not in the realm of Qi. They all looked at each other for a while, and they dared to do something, but the boy in black was already stunned. Stay in place, motionless!

"Not yet! Do you still want me to do it?"

Wu Zhongmou's eyes were fierce, and he swept over the remaining people and sneered.

All the martial artists of the Xiao family were granted amnesty and fled.

Xiao Feng was lifted by his soldiers, and he only felt stiff and pain in his body. The true qi in Qihai could not be mobilized for half a point. He was noble, when he had eaten such humiliation, he immediately angered: "Asshole! they!"

"The son is careful! The opponent should be a master of Xuanjing!"

Four Yuanjing masters climbed from the ground, and one of them stepped forward to persuade.

"What? Master Xuanjing?"

A trace of fear appeared in Xiao Feng's eyes, and he panicked: "Go, help me out of here!"

Tianhuang Continent, with distinct levels.

Ordinary people who do not have the inheritance of the practice method will consummate qi throughout their lifetime, and those with superior qualifications may be able to visit some small families, or small ancestors, and are expected to break through the Yuan realm.

Once you break through the Yuan realm, your identity and status will be correspondingly improved. Generally, the head of the small family, the Xiaozongmen patriarch, will break into the Yuan realm.

The warrior of Xuanjing has already been regarded as a master of the masters, and is respected by the world. Some middle-aged family owners are only able to cultivate Xuanjing, and the middle-aged family can already be the master of the county.

In the Dayun Empire, the administrative level is divided into four levels, central, provincial, county and county.

In this continent that respects martial arts, no matter whether it is a military general or an officer who manages the city, there is no corresponding cultivation, and it cannot be assumed.

The Royal Family of the Big Cloud Empire has many masters, and today's emperors are masters of masters.

Although Xiao Feng is just a young disciple, he is not a fool. The person who can use the master of the Profound Realm as a housekeeper must be a great family child, not one of his county families.

Therefore, he fled directly to the desert and could not even revenge.

"Oh, this is not Xiao Feng, Grandpa Xiao? Why does it look a little embarrassed?"

A joking voice sounded, Xiao Feng looked up, two feet away, a handsome young man in a white samurai costume crossed his hands on his chest, a black hair was tied with a purple belt at random, at this time, he was wearing a corner of his mouth A trace of lazy smile, gazing gazed at them and their party.

Xiao Feng's eyes narrowed, "Lin Jingyun is you ... are you also coming to participate in the Great Desolation Palace trial?"

"Why? Do you allow Grandpa Xiao to come and don't allow me to come!"

Lin Jingyun's eyes swept Xiao Feng's dusty clothes, and a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes. The Xiao family was particularly arrogant in Nanyu County because of their royal in-laws. After a dark loss, he didn't dare to say anything.

"... you ... Lin Jingyun, the son remembers you, and we will come to you later to settle the accounts, let's go!" Xiao Feng stared at Lin Jingyun fiercely, and quickly left with a group of men.

"what!"

Lin Jingyun couldn't help but exclaim, "Strange, how did this guy turn his temper? If it's usual, this guy will definitely ...!"

Lin Jingyun shook his head, glanced at the inn where Yanli was, and walked away.

In a few days, it was fleeting.

Today, it is the annual introductory trial of the Great Wasteland Palace. Within a few days, the young girls gathered in Luoxia Town set a new high, reaching 30,000.

The vast crowd of people went straight to Yanwu Square in Dahuang Palace.

Yanli is in this rank, only Wu Zhongmou is with him today, and the little maid Ling'er and other bodyguards remain in the town.

In the vast crowd, every teenager has a longing and excitement on his face. Even though, they know that at most one in ten thousand people can pass the trial, but they ca n’t stop them. The enthusiasm and determination to join the Great Desert Palace.

After half an hour.

Yanli and Wu Zhongmou came to Yanwu Square outside the Great Wasteland Palace. Yanli looked back at Wu Zhongmou. He stopped at the convenience, and Yanli stepped into Yanwu Square.

As the first gate of the Great Cloud Kingdom, the Great Desert Palace is naturally needless to say the scale of the Yanwuchang, and it will no longer be able to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.

The ground of Yanwuchang is all paved with a hard granite. In the center of the square, there is a round platform with a height of two feet.

All the young people under the age of 16 came to participate in the introductory trial. Among them, the majority were 13 or 14 years old, the youngest was 10 years old, and the largest was 16 years old. Once they were over 16, they were not eligible to participate.

The young girls at this age do not accept anyone, and the people around them are their competitors. Therefore, there are tens of thousands of people, but few of them communicate with each other.

Around Yanwu Square, a group of Tsing Yi teenagers carrying stainless steel swords are standing, pointing at the youngsters who participated in the trial. This group of people is the outside disciples of the Great Wasteland Palace.

In the Great Wasteland Palace, the hierarchy is clear, and the sect ruled that outer disciples would unify Tsing Yi, and if they violated, they would be punished, while inner disciples would unify white, elite disciples unified purple, and core disciples could dress casually.

In the waiting of everyone, the time passed slowly, some teenagers gradually showed impatience, Yan Li today, wearing a blue samurai suit, is quite quiet. Although he is only 14 years old, he has reached a height of 1.57 meters. Only through the youthful face can he be judged as a weak young boy with a crown.

After living the third life, if the three ages are added together, he is more than one hundred years old, so even after waiting for a full hour, he is still not arrogant, even closing his eyes under the scorching sun to recuperate.

"What's going on? The people in the Great Desert Palace haven't appeared yet! It's hot! I can't stand it!"

A young boy in Jinyi shouted with dissatisfaction, and while speaking, he opened his shirt and sat on the floor.

Seeing someone take the lead, other teenagers followed suit and sat down one after another. Some people even talked to each other.

In an instant, another hour passed. At noon, the hot sun roasted the teenagers in Yanwuchang. Some of them were irritable and began to complain loudly. Some people even went to Yanwuchang for shade. .

And the disciples who appeared on the edge of the square at the beginning saw these teenagers, and they couldn't help but show a smile of disdain.

In a blink of an eye, half an hour passed, and at least half of the teenagers could not stand it, either sitting or lying down, or running to the shade of the trees on the edge of the square.

"Swoosh!"

A figure flashed, and suddenly a purple figure appeared on the high platform in the center of the square.

"Ah, it's an elite disciple!" The knowledgeable teenager exclaimed.

"I declare that all those who do not maintain a standing posture will be eliminated from the game. Where do you come from, you can go back now!"

As soon as these words came out, the teenagers who did not keep standing showed their annoyed, regretful, unwilling look. At this time, all the people understood it. It seems that the entry test began when everyone entered the Yanwu Square, but everyone did not realize it. Just now.

The person who maintains a standing posture can't help but secretly rejoice that he is not like that part of the person. Naturally, he is still somewhat proud.

"Why? Why eliminate us!"

A voice of dissatisfaction sounded, and everyone could not help looking away. It was the first Jinyi tall boy who took the lead to sit down. He felt the gaze cast by the audience. He felt a little complacent in his heart and raised his head proudly.

"Idiot!" Someone whispered.

"Stupid!" Also a little disdainful.

Sure enough, the youth in purple clothes on the stage looked at each other like a knife, and the expression was cold. "Why? Just because I am the examiner of this entry test!"

Feeling the other person's sharp eyes, the tall young man only felt a cold all over his body. Although he was in the hot sun, there was a feeling of falling into the ice cellar.

Great Desert Palace, Yanwu Square.

Under the eyes of Ziyi's youth, the tall young man dared not to say another word and turned away silently. The other teenagers who were eliminated were all frustrated and left.

30,000 people, almost half of them eliminated in an instant, but this is just the beginning.

The voice of the young man in purple clothes rang again, full of coldness, "Do n’t think that the rest can become disciples outside the gate of the Great Wasteland Palace. There are three levels of entry test. Only those who pass the three levels are eligible to become disciples of this palace. Now everyone listens to my orders and follow me. "

Under the leadership of Ziyi Youth, many teenagers and girls marched towards the wilderness mountains. Yan Li's eyes swept across the crowd from time to time to find Lin Jingyun and Long Ziyue.

However, he was disappointed. Although 30,000 people eliminated nearly 20,000, but 10,000 remained, it was too difficult to find two of 10,000.

A quarter of an hour later, under the leadership of the youth in Ziyi, the teenagers came to a wide open space, where a strong and sacred atmosphere was faintly emitted, which made everyone feel tight, and a vast ladder appeared to reach the sky. In front of everyone ...