Chapter 277

When the spiritual pressure was shrouded, except for the students with high spiritual level, everyone's face was somewhat dignified, and their breathing was urgent

Around his eyes, Wu Chuan, not far away, stared closely at Zifeng, with a look of doubt between his eyebrows. He didn't understand that Tang Yun, who has always been a spiritual trial compared with the pillar, why was he just watching? In this way, can't the poison gas of soul devouring flower attack? Didn't you find something wrong?

No, certainly not. The aroma of soul eating flowers can not be found by vigilance. Although the aroma is strong, it is covered by Qingxin pill, which is easy to ignore. Wu Chuan also tried his best to come up with this move. It's strange to know the little light in the sea. The keen senses of people of the spirit family can't be deceived by some small skills.

As time went by, the pressure around became stronger and stronger. Many freshmen were eliminated early because they participated in such assessments for the first time. After half a column of incense, there were less than 200 people left on the field.

The Cang moon in the air narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the people sitting on the ground, sighed and shook her head. The situation of the psychiatrist in recent years is really worrying.

Suddenly, his eyes coagulated and saw a young man in a silver white robe beside the cold dragon pond. The young man frowned and looked gloomy. It seemed that he would leave without support. But often at the next moment, the boy miraculously survived, suffering all the time and sticking to the present situation.

When the knot was turned over, the mirror of the ancient mirror suddenly fluctuated and hit the youth. I didn't want to disappear miraculously at the moment when the spirit fluctuated close to me. Cang Yue's eyes slightly set off a wave and murmured, "finally there's an interesting guy."

Not far away, Wu Chuan sneered. In his observation, Zifeng was just the end of the oar. He had been struggling under pressure and must not last much time. However, even when a incense stick is about to burn out, Zifeng is still in the previous state. It seems that it is only a millimetre away from the collapse, but this millimetre distance is infinitely elongated and extended, and will never come to an end.

Cangyue was much more surprised than Wu Chuan. In order to test Zifeng, cangyue didn't know how to use several waves of strong mental waves to rush towards Zifeng, but every time, without exception, she disappeared before approaching Zifeng's body. He glanced at the burning sandalwood next to him and stroked his snow-white beard. The ancient mirror moved down out of thin air for a few minutes, and a light white luster visible to the naked eye poured away towards Zifeng

At this time, the void sword is busy. The spiritual pressure around Zifeng's body has long been swept away by the waiting void sword, and the wave like spirit has become something in the belly of the void sword. The sword body has a flash of light and becomes more solid

Zifeng's face is still unbearable. Suddenly, he was alert and didn't wait to be on guard. An irresistible spiritual pressure covered Zi Fengsheng. His upper body suddenly sank and his body couldn't help leaning up., How did this happen?

The pressure of the people around did not change. Why did you raise your head and look at the independent cangyue above your head. I saw cangyue's eyes staring at herself with a trace of exquisite look, as if she was very interested in herself.

In this way, it is clear in my heart. The "brush" of the void sword spills out of the body and turns into a whale mouth, swallowing the heavy pressure around it. The process of electro-optic spark only takes place in a moment, and it is over before the surroundings realize it.

however. For a moment, however, the moon in the sky has been slightly narrowed and stunned, "that's, that's the spirit! Good, good! " It's just that cangyue doesn't know why the state in the middle of Mingming's ascent to the church is so difficult. In addition, cangyue tries to find out the situation of Zifeng's understanding of the sea, but finds it difficult to make any progress. If it weren't for the fluctuations released by Zifeng's empty sword, cangyue wouldn't recognize Zifeng's spiritual state.

Just a little bit entrenched in cangyue's heart, Zifeng undoubtedly attracted his attention.

With the burning of sandalwood, the examination of the psychiatrist trial is still over. I don't want to see that after this elimination, there are less than 100 people left in front of me. Many of them have iron faces and poor breathing. It must be because they have been suffering so far.

With a wave of his long sleeve, the ancient mirror was hidden, and the cangyue fell down. He happened to fall in front of Zifeng, smiled, looked at Zifeng carefully, and then slowly turned around, "after an hour, the trial begins!" After talking, he went to the open space not far ahead and sat down quietly.

Wu Chuan glared at Zifeng and turned back to danxiu's seat. Kong Mu and Wen zhe both welcomed him, "Wu Chuan, why doesn't Wu Zifeng have anything? Didn't you say you can kill him?" However, Kong Mu was not in a hurry. Just before, because of his jealousy, Kong Mu broke the jar and smashed the so-called image. Anyway, he Gong Yue was hopeless, just to be able to take a bad breath out of his heart.

But he didn't know that jealousy was a knife. In the end, it was inserted not in others, but in his own heart.

Wu Chuan shook his head disapprovingly. "Don't worry, the boy won't last long. He was going to collapse several times just now, but he survived; That's better. If so, I will have a chance to kill him! "

Kong Mu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he killed him, hey hey. It's very good, "then I'll thank brother Wu Chuan later."

"This is also my business. Wu Zifeng stopped me again and again. You and I are not the only enemies. Look," said Wu Chuan, pointing his index finger. Wu Lang has not left in the crowd. He stood here and there and didn't know what to do.

In this selection, 36 Fuxiu and 48 danxiu were shortlisted. In contrast, there is no big difference.

Zifeng walked slowly to Fuxiu's seat and looked at Tang Yun with a bitter face in the crowd. He didn't know what to say, "well, sister Tang Yun, how to compare with the psychiatrist later?" Sit down and find the topic.

Strong self smile, Tang Yun smiled calmly, his smile was like a distorted black-and-white photo, so vague, "it's very simple, it's to attack each other with spiritual power. You don't have to worry. What are you afraid of when you have a spiritual body?" With that, Tang promised Zifeng a glance. He talked about the content clearly in the morning and mentioned it again. Obviously, Zifeng deliberately talked about it.

Hearing the speech, Zifeng pretended to be frightened and said, "be afraid! Why not! I'm afraid that if I win later, I will send the Millennium aloes wood to my sister. If she doesn't want it, how can I be afraid! "

"Who wants your Millennium aloes wood? Did I say so?" Tang Yun seemed to forget his unhappiness just now and resumed his old look between his words.

Before the freshman competition, Zifeng promised to give the Millennium aloes wood to Tang Yun. Now it's only natural to mention it again, "are you sure you don't want it? If not, I'll take it out and sell it. "

"What! Who told you to sell it? Millennium aloes wood is so precious. How can you sell it casually! " Excited, Tang Yun couldn't help standing up and blaming Zifeng.

Zifeng spread his hands and pretended to be innocent. "I have no xuanjing on me. I can't draw talismans in the future. What do you want me to do, or I'll sell it to my sister."

They talked about the ownership of the Millennium aloes as if there were no one else. It seemed that everything was in mind, but for one thing, the Millennium aloes was sent out by the wind.