Chapter 570

It's Yan ruling who said this. In fact, that's why Yan Qingyang frowned just now. In their group, she is the second level of spirit transforming, and Yan ruling is also the second level of spirit transforming. Except for one of the eight levels of human spirit transforming, others are the first or second level of spirit transforming.

This kind of configuration is not very bad. After all, there is a person with eight levels of spirit, isn't it?

"How can we pass the test if we are all people of the second level or the first level?" Yan ruling grumbled angrily.

"Who said that? Isn't Li Changshan the eighth floor of Huashen? There's a man in the eighth floor of the God. What's the matter with you? " Someone said.

"Li Changshan, he..." Yan ruling clenched her teeth and couldn't speak.

Hum, not everyone knows this secret! But, she knows!

In this grouping, some people are happy that others are excellent, among which Mo Hang is more happy. Although their group is not the strongest, they can also rank second. The most important thing is that all the people in his previous group are here except Yan ruling.

Before Yan ruling was in their group, he was just thinking about how to kick her off. Now, they are all in the same group, with tacit cooperation and strong strength. It's OK to pass the test!

Looking back at Yan Qingyang '

"All right, let's go!" With a wave of his hand, Zhang Zhang took the lead and a group of people followed him.

Not long after that, they came to the entrance of a canyon. From a distance, they saw that the canyon was full of green air. The green air was rolling rapidly, which looked like turbulent waves.

At the entrance of the canyon, there are six black flying boats, which are carved with ferocious patterns, and there is a fierce animal head in front of the boat.

To their surprise, in the air on both sides of the canyon, there were still three monks standing in twos and threes. They were all disciples of the temple of demons.

"You go up!" Zhang Zhang glanced at the disciples of the temple and frowned slightly.

Yan Qingyang and others got on the boat according to Zhang Zhang's assignment and stood still one by one.

Those groups of people on the boat have discussed, not long after, each group has a person standing on the head of the beast, which is responsible for controlling the flying boat with aura.

Yan Qingyang looked at them and found that all the people in his group were motionless and speechless. He looked at Li Changshan, who was the monk of the eighth level. Everyone was waiting for him to speak. In this group, his accomplishments were much higher than theirs, and everyone agreed that he was the team leader.

However, Li Changshan looked dejected and lost.

As for the talkative Yan ruling, she had been looking at Mo hang in the boat beside them. Her eyes were envious, unwilling and aggrieved.

"Our group also needs someone to control the boat, or I'll come?" Yan Qingyang said helplessly.

She guessed that there would be a fierce battle soon. Li Changshan is the highest cultivator and the main force in the battle. He certainly can't fly a boat, but driving a boat requires a lot of aura and can't be the weakest of them. So she recommended herself.

Yan ruling finally turned her head and said with a snort, "you are positive, but it's useless to be positive." Her face suddenly gray down, "we must be the first to be eliminated!"

"How... How! We have a Taoist friend Li Changshan. He... He can definitely... "A thin voice said. Halfway through the conversation, she found that several people in the group were looking at her. In an instant, her face turned red, and the following words couldn't go on.

It was a very thin nun, the one with the lowest accomplishments. She looked like she had just become a God. She had a narrow eyebrow and eyes. When people looked at her, his eyes dropped down.

"Ha ha, you are so stupid! He... "Yan ruling sneered and looked at Li Changshan disdainfully." I'm afraid he's not even as good as me! "

Li Changshan, who had been depressed, suddenly raised his head, flashed a fierce look in his eyes and stared at Yan ruling.

"What are you looking at? Am I wrong? " When she thought of Mo hang, Yan ruling was angry and frustrated, and unconsciously threw her anger on others.

"Well, Yan ruling, stop talking nonsense!" When Yan Qingyang saw Li Changshan's footstep, he gave a loud drink.

It's not so good. How can we win if we fight against each other first? Her intuition is that Yan ruling is here to make trouble!

"Are you ready?" At this time, Zhang Zhang gave a big drink, and Li Changshan stopped with a gloomy face.

Yan Qingyang quickly set foot on the beast's head.

"All right!" Answered the six men in the boat.

"OK, one, two, three, go!" Zhang Zhang cried.

With this sentence down, six boats slowly rise and fly toward the hurricane canyon.

Because of the close distance, almost a few breaths later, they came to the canyon and flew in.

As soon as he got in, Yan Qingyang felt his breath stifled, and the strong wind came towards him. The cold wind blew on his face, like a knife.

The wind blew up everyone's clothes and made a loud noise. Yan Qingyang increased the output of aura, and the boat flew forward. Of course, they didn't come to compare speed. Yan Qingyang controlled the boat and deliberately fell to the back. Sure enough, the boats in front of us had already started fighting. In a word, we stopped the faster boats. We could see that the sky was shining and the sound of shouting was endless“ Yan Yunqing, why are you so slow? Can't you, can't you, I'll come instead! " Yan ruling yelled. All of a sudden, Mo hang in front of them turned back and gave them a gloomy smile. Then, his boat turned around and hit them directly. Yan Qingyang did not give in, and the two boats crashed into each other. Later, the people on Mo Hang's boat offered their swords and magic weapons to attack, and Yan Qingyang and the people on their boat rushed to meet them. In just a few rounds, they have been defeated. Yan Qingyang frowned. Li Changshan's accomplishments show that he has eight levels of spirit. How can his fighting power be so low? It seems that he has one or two levels of spirit. Even a monk with three levels of spirit can't stop him. Mo hang laughs, and Yan Qingyang's boat wobbles“ Li Daoyou, do your best A man in the same group with Yan Qingyang looked at Li Changshan and said aloud“ Hum, as I said just now, he is more useless than me. Don't you believe it! Now you know? " Yan said with a sneer. At this time, a group of Tianmo Temple disciples outside also found something wrong“ Gee, strange, isn't that man the eighth floor of Huashen? Why does it look so bad that a three-tier spirit transforming man beat him so badly? "“ You don't know him? That's Li Changshan of the Li family... "Li family... Oh, I see. It's that... Rubbish. Does the Li family give him a place? This, this, the most important thing is that the six people on the boat are all one or two levels of God! This... This must be the first one to be eliminated! "“ Yeah, strange. Isn't that fair? The difference in strength is too big! "“ What's more strange to me is that it's said that it's a randomly assigned group. Isn't it normal to be so randomly assigned? Almost all the people with the lowest accomplishments are randomly assigned to this group. Even if they have bad luck, they can be randomly assigned again! "“ It didn't look like much, because this group has Li Changshan. "“ Does Zhang Zhang not know about Li Changshan? Or was he negligent? No, I'll remind him to go down! "