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Fortunately, she asked if anyone had any objections?

Just kidding, even the Pope of Light dared not have any objections, how could others have any objections?

When she looked at Cao Dapao, Cao Dapao hurriedly shook his head and said, "Dai'er, just be happy. According to the age of twenty-three, Wang Yan has already taken advantage of it. ◇↓◇↓ Novel.￥f"

Wang Yan was speechless when he heard this from afar. Uncle Pao, can you be a little persistent? Why are you always turning your elbow out?

But anyway, the situation has become so bad, so let's make the storm more violent. He is the dignified King of Fire Wang Yan, may he be afraid of a minor angel?

The Pope of Light was afraid of another change, so he hurriedly said, "Since everyone has no objection, then it's decided, and the trial of light at the holy realm level begins!"

As his words fell, the holy white light covered everyone in the sky.

Wang Yan felt that his eyes were dark, and the mental power that had originally scattered outward was compressed to less than one meter of his body. The next moment, the scene in front of him changed.

He stood on a high cliff with rugged black rocks under his feet, and dark gray clouds and mists around him were constantly lingering, making him look very gloomy and terrifying.

The companions who participated in the competition before were gone, as if he was the only one left between heaven and earth.

Wang Yan raised his arm and found that his storage bracelet and Fire Kirin arm guard were there.

He casually touched the storage bracelet, and a dark red and ugly warhammer appeared in his hand. He weighed it, rubbing the thick hammer handle and palm, and a feeling of blood connection arises naturally.

The feeling of holding this natal warhammer that has been sacrificed for a long time is no different from being outside.

At the same time, the Fire Kirin arm guard opened its arm, and the left and right arms showed a ferocious style, with a faint flowing of hot flames.

"So amazing!" Wang Yan exclaimed.

He is not saying that he is powerful, but that the large gaming console of the Holy See of Light is powerful. It can not only be able to virtual reality, but also simulate 100% of abilities, equipment, and fields.

Wang Yan used to like playing games, but compared with this, all games are simply weak. If you use the large-scale trial altar of light to create online games, wouldn’t it be a big profit?

Of course, if this idea is known to the Pope of Light, he will definitely vomit three points of blood. Every time the altar of the Trial of Light is opened, it will consume huge energy and resources. If it is used as an online game played by ordinary people, within half a month, the rich Holy See of Light will be declared bankrupt.

Just as Wang Yanyi was lustful, a sharp and evil roar came from above his head.

From the dark gray clouds and mist, an extremely ferocious monster rushed over with an eagle-body head. Its sharp claws emitted a cold light like metal, and one claw came, with a fierce force, as if even the space was slimmed by it.

There is no doubt that this is a serious A-level monster. Wang Yan participated in the A-level trial and started on the tenth level.

If Wang Yan was caught by it, he would almost certainly be kicked out of the trial of light.

"What a real monster." Wang Yan pulled his left hand, and the Fire Kirin shield bloomed, and raised his hand to block the claw.

boom!

The fire was splashing, and the energy was overflowing, and a huge force shocked Wang Yan's arm to make him numb.

The monster missed a blow, and slammed its wings and swung its sharp wind and rushed towards Wang Yan again.

After blocking the claw, Wang Yan stepped on the rugged rocks and swept backwards. At the same time, he was amazed in his heart that even the monsters were doing so real. This is really an amazing simulation reality game.

At this time, Wang Yan did not rush to attack, but instead launched his body to fight with the monster with a hawk-headed head. He was not in a hurry to enter the next level, but was experiencing this world well. Let himself be as familiar as possible and adapt to this world.

Just as Wang Yan was fighting with the eagle-headed monster.

In the Holy Land of Light, a group of bigwigs were in the VIP seat where a group of bigwigs were located, and there was no interest in them before the B-level trial, so only the Paladin who won the first place gave him some surprise.

But even so, these big guys would not think that the Paladin was so awesome. At most, he had a high chance of advancing to S level, but they had already reached this level.

What the big guys are concerned about is naturally who can win the first place. Who can enter the top ten and who can break the Yan Zun’s record.

In less than two minutes, the light curtain representing the progress had changed. The first strong man to break through the tenth level had already emerged.

Saint Wright!

The first time he participated in the trial of light, he successfully broke the level in less than two minutes and entered the eleventh level. Then the unmoving ranking of the overall list also changed. He squeezed into the 93rd place in the history ranking, and the last medieval paladin was squeezed out of the list.

Under the golden mask, Pope Light's eyes were obviously happy, but he said modestly on the surface: "Wright is good at everything, but he is a little frizzy. The first time he participated in the trial, he should adapt to it first."

However, everyone knows how difficult it is on the tenth level. Wright can pass the level so easily, and his final result this time is probably not to be underestimated.

This time, the members who participated in the Trial of Light are the best in history. Whether it is the Saint Son Wright or the Ascetic Monk Nini, they have the opportunity to break the records left by Yan Zun back then.

Not long after Wright passed the tenth level, the light curtain changed instantly again, and Angel Beibei successfully rushed through the tenth level.

Because Angel Beibei's age is calculated based on the age of twenty-three, she directly pushed the Holy Son Wright down, and the total historical ranking instantly reached fifty-seventh place.

Even those big guys were amazed. According to normal circumstances, the angel would probably be around 100 years old and his strength and cultivation reached level A. But this Beibei was only seventy years old, and his cultivation and combat power reached such a level. It would be absolutely certain that he would achieve level S in the future.

Perhaps, it may not be necessary for an angel of s in the future.

The eyes of the Divine Envoy Dai'er's veil showed a look of success. This time, even if Cao Jingluo arranged a backup plan, his apprentice would have no chance to get the first place.

But after only ten seconds, the ascetic monk Nini, the sword of the moon, Gao Mingyue, and the son of Light, passed one after another. This made Han Hongbo's expression feel a little relieved. Mingyue and Lei Hong were both full of momentum.

As time passed, each of the participating members broke through the tenth level representing the A-level combat power. Until the fifteenth minute, even the worst people passed, leaving only Wang Yan, who had not broken through.

Being able to pass the tenth level represents a qualified A-level powerhouse.

Wang Yan has not broken through the barrier for a long time, and he was originally a half-step A-level powerhouse, which naturally caused a lot of discussion.

Saint Bernard took the lead in bombarding Cao Dapao, sneering and mocking, "Master Yan Zun, everyone says that your disciple has extraordinary combat power and has killed a demon lord. Why did he become scared in the trial of light? Could it be that the devil lord's record was that you controlled the secret weapon behind your back and wanted to take the opportunity to raise your disciple's reputation? Haha, the Chunyang lineage is really disappointing."

Cao Dapao was wearing sunglasses, and the old god ignored St. Bernard, but looked at the envoy of the Daer. ​​But there was a Pope in the middle, which made the Pope of Light glar over fiercely and said in a voice transmission: "Old villain, close your dog's eyes and don't look at my sister again."

"Haha, you are so damn girl." Cao Dapao muttered and simply closed his eyes and went to sleep.

St. Bernard was bored and angry, but he couldn't do anything in public. He had to grit his teeth secretly. In the next year, he must take back his money and interests from your apprentice.

Twenty minutes later, the few who rushed the fastest had already entered the 14th floor. Wang Yan's line of information changed.

Wang Yan, 23 years old, has a current record of 11th, ranking 58th in history.

"Huh!" Han Hongbo wiped his cold sweat, really worried that Wang Yan would be kicked out. Now, he finally has a historical ranking.

In fact, being able to rank fifty-eighth in the history of the Holy See of Light where strong people gathered is already an amazing achievement. But who made him Yan Zun’s disciple? His master was the first in history.

"We overestimate Wang Yan." Pope Light sighed and said, "In history, there are very few people who can beat the tenth level when they pass the level A in half a step. Even Pope Luther failed to try at half a step A in the twelfth level."

He knew very well that even when Pope Light was half a step A, his performance would not be much better than Wang Yan. Pope Light had already regretted it. He had known that he would delay it for a while and then compete after Wang Yan was promoted to level A. It would be useless to win like this.

"After half-step A level, it's only half-step A level." Saint Bernard sneered, "It's beyond my expectations that Wang Yan can pass the tenth floor. In the next five minutes, he will be kicked out of the eleventh floor."

Only the Divine Envoy Dai'er frowned slightly, she didn't believe that that guy's apprentice would be so useless. Although it was half a step A, it was very likely to reach the thirteenth level.

"Haha." Cao Dapao couldn't help but feel funny when he closed his eyes and slept. He was the only one in the world who truly knew what his precious apprentice was like.

When the drop of red liquid wrapped in the meteorite drilled into Wang Yan's body, he felt a strong aura of pressure.

He didn't know how many years he hadn't experienced the so-called shock. But that time, he was really "shocked". Although he still hasn't figured out what the drop of hot red liquid was, it was definitely not a simple thing.

It could actually transform Wang Yan's physique into a pure yang body. No, Cao Dapao clearly felt that Wang Yan's physique was definitely not a pure yang body, and his natural affinity for flames was still above the pure yang body.

But Cao Dapao was a little difficult to understand. The pure Yang body was already the most powerful and yang constitution. What is the flame constitution that is more advanced than the pure Yang body?

"Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan, Uncle Pao wants to see you in his life, where can he go?" Cao Dapao's heart was filled with surging passion, full of infinite expectations for the future.

…(To be continued.)
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