The Spirit of God Million Domain

Those people saw that just by passing the test, they could obtain the sixth-grade low-grade elixir, and their expectations for joining the alchemy hall became even greater.

Many people came up one after another, but most of them were eliminated.

However, the rest is obviously the essence.

Xu Feng has selected ten half-step spirit masters who can last for three breaths.

"It's okay for me to hold on for three breaths."

A middle-aged man looked at Xu Feng and said directly and arrogantly.

Xu Feng had a faint smile on his face: "Whether there is any problem, I'm afraid I won't know until you try it."

"snort!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly.

However, when he appeared under the pressure of Xu Feng's Dao Trace. Another kind of khaki light burst out from Xu Feng's body.

"Two kinds of traces of the great road?" The middle-aged man only felt that his body was heavy, and his knees bent directly, and he failed in an instant.

"No...why do I bear two kinds of traces of the avenue?" The middle-aged man was a little unhappy. He felt the traces of the avenue disappear on Xu Feng's body, and he stood up and roared in an instant.

However, Xu Feng said slowly: "It's a very simple reason. Those people just chose our Alchemy Hall first. You only chose when you saw the benefits."

"The most important thing is that you are older than them. The rest of you are indeed stronger than them, but you are also older."

"When we select half-step spiritual masters in our alchemy hall, we need people who have the ability to grow. We don't need people who enter the alchemy hall and wait to die."

After Xu Feng said a few words, the middle-aged man stood aside with shame on his face. He regretted a little. Maybe if he had come out for the assessment earlier, he might have passed.

Of course, many people at the scene were also shocked by Xu Feng's talent. The eighth-grade spiritual emperor's peak cultivation level, the seven avenues of killing, and the avenue of gravity. This talent is terrifying.

In this way, the assessment continued.

Sixteen half-step spirit master warriors were all selected.

Xu Feng said to the killing spirit master beside him: "Next, please invite the warriors of the first-grade spirit master who will participate in the assessment to stand in the middle."

However, there are far fewer warriors among first-level spiritual masters than there are half-step spiritual masters, only forty or fifty people. Xu Feng actually looked down upon these people.

In the end, Xu Feng only selected three warriors who were first-grade spiritual masters. None of these three people were over fifty years old, and their strength was also very good.

In this way, the selection continues.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Many of those who are not qualified to join the Alchemy Hall have regrets on their faces. After all, the treatment offered by the Alchemy Hall is really great.

Xu Feng looked at Yue Ling and the Killing Soul Spirit Master who were responsible for selecting the Spirit Master warriors. His eyes couldn't help but look not far away, and he saw a middle-aged man sitting there who seemed to be a little slovenly.

The other party's eyes had a lazy light. He had a wine gourd in his hand, and his eyes were so confused that he didn't even know what he should do.

However, in the middle-aged man's arms, he held a dark knife. The knife seemed to be rusty and had not been unsheathed for a long time.

"Interesting, it seems that this Acropolis is still a bit strong?" Xu Feng was not very satisfied with the spiritual masters he just selected. He looked at the middle-aged man and felt a little satisfied.

Although he couldn't feel the opponent's cultivation, he felt that the opponent's strength was definitely not weak.

As if sensing Xu Feng's gaze, the slovenly middle-aged man raised his head. There were stains on his cheeks, but Xu Feng could not hide the sharp light hidden in his confused eyes.

Xu Feng took a step forward and walked towards the slovenly middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man watched Xu Feng come over and hugged the rusty knife in his hand.

"That guy is crazy. He actually dared to go over and provoke that lunatic. Doesn't he know that the three-sword madman hates others disturbing him the most?"

"This kid is so arrogant, it seems he won't suffer any loss.

I really don’t know how high the sky is and how high it is. "

"There was once a man who disturbed the Three-Knife Mad Lord, but he was cut into three pieces by the knife in his hand."

Seeing Xu Feng walking towards the Three-Knife Mad Lord, many people looked at Xu Feng with pity in their eyes. They knew that the consequences of provoking the Three-Knife Mad Lord would be miserable.

However, the scene that everyone had guessed did not appear. Xu Feng actually walked in front of the Three-Knife Mad Lord, and Xu Feng still had a smile on his face.

"Haha, how about it? Are you interested in joining my alchemy hall?" Xu Feng approached the other party, but could not feel the aura on the other party, which made him more sure that the sloppy middle-aged man in front of him was a strong man.

The sloppy middle-aged man opened the gourd and took a sip of wine: "Do you know that sometimes, having unnecessary thoughts can be dangerous."

Xu Feng knew what the slovenly middle-aged man meant. He must think that he was seeking death by dominating the Seventy-Two Peaks area.

He looked at the sloppy middle-aged man with his eyes, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a strong confidence: "Maybe sometimes, it just succeeds?"

"I see that the knife in your hand has not been pulled out for a long time. If this continues for a long time, maybe the knife in your hand will become a useless knife."

"What do you think?" Xu Feng stretched out his hand and pointed at the rusty knife in the other person's arms, his voice carrying an invisible magic power.

"However, sometimes, a rusty knife is more powerful than a rustless knife." The corners of the Three Sword Mad Lord's lips raised, and only Xu Feng could see it. The look on the other person's face was one of pride.

"I once heard a saying, there is a way to win without a trick, maybe this is what you are talking about. Since you are pretentious, why not soar into the sky?"

Xu Feng looked at the sloppy middle-aged man in front of him expectantly. He knew that the other person was definitely very strong. Of course, the opponent's talent is also terrifying.

The sloppy middle-aged man in front of him gave him the feeling that he was at least the peak of the third-grade spiritual master, and his sword skills were even more terrifying than his cultivation.

"Is there any way to win without any tricks?"

The sloppy middle-aged man murmured in his mouth. He opened the wine gourd in his hand, and the aroma of wine filled the air. He held the gourd and took a big sip of wine. It seemed that drinking could embolden him.

"You want me to follow you, aren't you afraid? My enemy is very strong!" The moment the sloppy middle-aged man stood up, his eyes burst out with a breathtaking light.

"Afraid?" Xu Feng was stunned for a moment, then laughed directly: "Hahaha... In my world, Xu Feng, these two words have never appeared before."

Xu Feng was telling the truth. If he was really afraid, he would not leave Dongyang Territory.

With his talent and strength, if he stays in Dongyang Region, he will definitely be the overlord of Dongyang Region in three to five years.

He would not come to this Seventy-Two Peaks area where chaos and opportunity coexist.