Chapter 2230

The ten deacons shook their heads quickly. "I'm not familiar with it. I don't seem to have heard of it."

Deacon Qian was puzzled. He remembered hearing the melody, but he didn't remember where it was.

He feels very familiar, as if he had heard it in the Xiling mountains?

Wen Xian directly used the rhythm to dissolve the illusion.

Go straight to deacon Qian.

Deacon Qian nodded with satisfaction.

Looking at the six people who passed the assessment, he nodded with satisfaction, "you six can conduct the second round of assessment, level five Warcraft. If you win, you can directly enter the third round."

"Yes."

Several people responded excitedly.

Deacon Qian waved and entered the entrance of the forest. Six iron gates appeared impressively.

The roar of the beast was full of evil spirit.

Wen Xian's face sank and he was quite worried.

After all, people with five levels of cultivation can't win Warcraft with five levels of cultivation.

The power of Warcraft is difficult to deal with.

Moreover, she can't use the seven Xuan Phoenix Tail piano, but the Xiao.

This greatly reduced the power of her spiritual power. Her spiritual power had not been repaired before. Although she had entered level 6, her cultivation was similar to level 5 because she was chased and killed during this period.

Wen Xian gradually approached the iron door and looked at the black iron door, emitting an ancient smell.

In fact, Wen Xian is very strange. Why didn't Xi lingzun set up a psychic test?

Thinking of this problem, she suddenly realized that without this test, it doesn't matter. Only with the fifth level cultivation can she have the opportunity to enter Xiling Zun.

This condition is more severe than the psychic test.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Six iron doors opened in an instant.

Six figures were quickly sucked in by a traction force.

"Bang..." there were six loud noises again, and the iron door closed heavily.

"Roar!" as soon as Wen Xian entered, there was a roar of wild animals, and the terrible smell crushed the whole dark area.

Wen Xian looked ahead and saw only a pair of blood red eyes hidden in the dark.

An extreme fear filled the whole body.

From small to large, she had never been in contact with Warcraft. Even if she met Warcraft, she would subdue it with rhythm.

No killing.

The killing was too cruel for her to hurt a living life.

"Dong Dong Dong..." the terrible footsteps were deafening, and those blood red eyes were getting closer and closer to themselves.

She walked forward warily.

She took out a crystal clear jade flute from the space, white as snow, small and lovely.

She held it gently in the palm of her hand.

If the rhythm can subdue it, there will be less a fierce battle.

For spiritual people, it also takes a day or two to recover from the consumption of spiritual power, and there is also a pill to assist.

Although she recovered very quickly, she spent too much time.

She could feel that her strength was far less than that of the Warcraft in front of her.

Wen Xian's heart sank and he thought of a way to deal with it.

No, she must win. She practices well here. As soon as she steps into Xiling Zun, she can feel the pure spiritual power of Xiling Zun, which is very suitable for cultivation.

And it is very conducive to the improvement of spiritual power.

Suddenly, Wen Xian had an idea in his heart.

She glanced at the jade flute in her hand. It was a family heirloom snow soul magic sound flute. It was also extremely powerful, but she was not particularly good at it. What she was best at was the piano.

But at this time, I can't care so much.

She slowly raised the snow soul magic sound flute, close to her lips, and a cool feeling filled her lips.

The faint rhythm is very soft, just like water blowing through people's heart, very comfortable.

The speed of the Warcraft moving towards her gradually slowed down.

Wen bathed in this water like rhythm, and an indescribable strange feeling lingered around her.

This is the first time she played the snow soul magic sound flute after she owned it. Although she is not so skilled, she also mastered it very well.

The rhythm is gradually happy, making people feel like a river flowing forward.

Warcraft kept retreating in fear.

As soon as Wen Xian saw that it worked, he tried to speed up the rhythm.

And Warcraft, also very fast back, this has been hidden in the dark Warcraft, the lethality is very terrible.

But as an assessment of Warcraft, it is not so terrible. The assessment of the Royal beast division is controlled outside.

However, Wen Xian also found a problem. When the spiritual power was injected into the snow soul magic sound flute, the spiritual power in her body consumed very quickly.

This second level is very difficult. It can be imagined that the third level is even more difficult.

Wen Xian's face was a little heavy, and she moved faster and faster.

And Warcraft retreated faster and faster.

Incredibly, Wen Xian's eyes are full of light, and his bright big eyes seem to illuminate the night.

This is the beast song of their family. The melody is very soft. Only the Beast Master can control it, and she can control it easily. How can she not be excited?

This is the difference between the family and the outside world. The family has been like a day for ten years, and there is no challenging danger. Therefore, she didn't find that she also has the talent of Beast Master.

The Beast Master is also hard to find in the world.

With the improvement of cultivation, the realm of the beast will also be improved, which greatly reduces the damage caused by the battle.

Wen Xian went straight ahead. For her, there was no way back. As long as she got out of here and ushered in the third round, she was half successful.

In short, she urgently needs all kinds of attempts to understand her own ability, which is very important. No one knows where her limit is before it reaches the limit.

And everyone's understanding is different.

The harvest is also different.

Wen Xian watched the complete disappearance of Warcraft, and she herself brightened up and appeared in a wide square.

"Ah..."

"Cough..."

"It hurts."

"Damn Warcraft."

Five different sounds are transmitted into Wen Xian's ears.

Wen Xian looked at the left and right sides. The young men and women on both sides had come out, but each was more serious than the other. After all, as long as he had the opportunity to stay in Xiling Zun, he would try his best.

In the third round of assessment, Wu Huan took two deacons with inner respect to assess in person.

If it hadn't been for such an important occasion, he would have taken his son for a walk.

The scenery here is good, but his son is a sleepy pig. He only knows how to sleep all day.

Wuhuan was still dressed in white. It was cold. He put on a white fur cloak. The whole person was more gorgeous, exquisite outline and excellent figure, just like a beautiful man coming out of the picture.

A deacon standing beside him said, "this is our respected elder, elder Wuhuan."

The other two women looked at Wu Huan's handsome face. Even with injuries all over their body, they were still in spring at the moment.