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Chapter three hundred and fourteenth lottery

This tea...

Xia Chenglong didn't say it, but he should feel the same as Zhang Shengyi. This is not ordinary tea, it contains gentle medicinal power and nourishes the injured meridians.

The old man in front of him turned out to be an alchemist?

People should not behave like a person, it seems that this sentence is unsatisfactory.

Come out of the humble room and feel the warm sunshine directly under the sky, and feel a sense of pleasure outside of wandering around.

Xia Chenglong was seriously injured. No matter if anyone could break through the second level of test, he needed to adjust his state to the best as soon as possible.

After all, the body transformation realm seems too inconspicuous to the enemies he has to face.

After separation from Zhang Shengyi, I entered a thatched hut alone. The furnishings inside were also the most ordinary, with a table, a chair and a bed, and nothing else.

I have to say that the big forces are different. This seemingly ordinary thatched hut is actually very different from the outside world.

It itself is a restriction that can isolate the interference of the external environment and achieve absolute silence.

"Old guy, if you don't speak anymore, I'll swallow you."

"Okay, come on!"

Old Bai turned into a physical body and appeared from his body, saying with a smile.

Isn’t it just that I’m seriously injured? Is it necessary to sarcastically?

Xia Chenglong lay helplessly on the bed, looking at the "disrespectful" master.

"Well, do you have the ointment you practiced in the past? Let me give you some!"

"Jiuxiang Duanyu Paste? Are you sure?"

No wonder Mr. Bai asked this question, that thing does have a wonderful effect on restoring meridians and practicing, but the pain it brings is unimaginable to ordinary people.

After asking, Mr. Bai started to refine it directly because he found that the question just now was completely nonsense.

Xia Chenglong is the strongest practitioner he has ever seen. If he can't stand it, then no one can stand it.

The realm was sealed, which greatly restricted him, so he had to restore the spiritual power in his body as soon as possible, because he wanted to represent the new student to compete for the last first place.

This "peach blossom land" is still empty, and Zhang Shengyi was injured slightly, so he still has time to think about something else.

For example, looking at the martial arts field, determine who the next academy will appear?

Time passes by minute by second, and the canyon at this time is extremely lively.

Many people were unable to pass this perverted assessment and cried and complained. They asked the academy and the eighteen generations of ancestors with this mysterious mirror "friendly".

Makino's eyes have been occupied by red, only the center point is left with Dugu's black.

His breath burst out in the entity, forming a red spiritual yarn attached to the body, which looked extremely terrifying.

"roar……"

There were countless demons and monsters around him showing their ugly mouths, wanting to occupy the last sovereignty of Shitai.

Behind these ghosts is the mysterious mirror that passes the level, which is still one or two hundred meters away, but it is out of reach for Muye.

He had no way to go down from here, because as long as he went down, the dense spiritual beasts and ghosts would rush over for fear of their lives.

Their strength is not that strong, but they win because they are extremely numerous and cannot be killed. This is how powerful they are.

More importantly, Muye's entire body was about to be transformed by these blood donations and became a demon eroded by blood.

The ghosts and monsters started attacking again. Muye did not hesitate and waved the blood knife ruthlessly, splitting the guys who rushed up again and again in half.

At this moment, the last black in his pupils disappeared, and then all his vision was filled with red red. His momentum suddenly increased several times.

What is improving is not only his momentum, but also his own strength. Makino is definitely the most powerful period at this time.

Lost and reason, silence and outbreak, no one knows what he is thinking?

The red pupils looked at the world around them, and everything turned into a white color. His body was green and powerful, exuding a huge demonic nature.

Raise the knife and accumulate strength. The originally wide blood knife becomes wider, and the direction pointed by the blade is the direction of the mysterious mirror.

This sword was shocking and at least had the strength to enter the holy realm, so it could split anything between the Qiankun Xuan Realm and him.

"puff……"

The martial arts that were too strong forced him to spit out black blood. What was strange was that the evil red color in his pupils disappeared and his mind returned to normal.

However, Muye was seriously injured, so he didn't even have the strength to lift the sword. Instead, he barely grabbed the handle and headed towards Xuan Jing step by step.

"I passed it, the special code, I actually passed it."

This is a sophomore college. He spent better time than some juniors. Even though the laughter was abrupt and harsh at this moment, no one laughed at him.

I don’t know if it was because of the other party’s roar, Yue Linger and others opened their eyes one after another. They looked at the surrounding environment and realized that everything that happened just now was an illusion.

I felt relieved, hoping that the problems similar to those before would not happen again next.

When Muye woke up, he was seriously injured, basically the same as Xia Chenglong. This is the "special" care given to him by Xuan Jing.

The scene was a bit tragic. There were more than 1,000 people who had originally come out of the first level, but now they are in the canyon. They have woken up and have not woken up. There are only more than 200 people who have made a full calculation.

In other words, the number of people who have been eliminated in the second level is nearly 1,000, and this elimination rate is too terrible.

Many people cannot face their inner fears after all, that is, their own inner demons, so they cannot become the strongest beings.

Zhang Shengyi brought out a rocking chair from the thatched hut and placed it in front of the door. The situation in the martial arts field could be seen in this direction.

The cup of tea just now was really good. Zhang Shengyi wanted to have a drink, but he was thin-skinned. After thinking about it, he would just forget it. Maybe the elders of the family are still practicing.

At this time, the mysterious mirror on the martial arts field flashed, and several figures appeared here. They were still embarrassed, just like Xia Chenglong and the others came in, looking at the surrounding environment curiously.

When Muye saw Zhang Shengyi, he didn't know each other, and said that he understood what the other person's appearance here meant!

The first place in the second level of assessment was still taken away by the freshman.

Frown, without comment.

This is the world. Sometimes luck is also a manifestation of strength. Xia Chenglong was the only explanation for being able to get out of seclusion first.

"Ahem, you are seniors of the third year, go to the first humble room first, and the elder has something to say to you."

Zhang Shengyi's face turned red. He didn't know how he could say such words, after all, he had no position.

But I feel that what I don’t say seems a bit abrupt and awkward, so it’s better to say it.

Makino and the others didn't say anything, and they turned around and headed towards the humble room.

On the contrary, Yue Ling'er nodded slightly at Zhang Shengyi and smiled and expressed her gratitude.

When the woman saw this, the other party was extremely beautiful, and Zhang Shengyi almost had a nosebleed. If that were the case, she would probably make a fool of herself.

Xia Chenglong didn't know what was going on outside, because at this moment he was suffering from the pain that ordinary people imagined. The hot ointment burned his skin, like countless ants biting his body.

But the good thing is that the injured meridians are slowly recovering, and this pain is worth it.
Chapter completed!
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