Chapter 830 (2/2)
With 10 breaths passing by, thousands of assessments of the Disciple, at this moment nearly 90% of the fall, leaving only a few 100 people.
Among them, the ordinary person is more than just the number of 100 people. With a snoring sound, Xu search complexion is pale, and finally it is unbearable that the pressure is over, and the body can’t help falling down.
He wants to support his body, but his body is always weak.
Xu Xun complexion is a bit pale, only 10 breaths, the back will be ready as rain.
“There are a few good little fellow!” Liu Yun looked at this scene, nodded slightly, especially his eyes passed over Xu Xun, and the pupil light.
How to say, he also worked with Xu Xun for a while, and also knows the little fellow talent.
The talent is average, Dao Heart is barely getting started.
The cloud shook his head slightly, and immediately, his eyes fell on Qin Xuan, slightly startled.
The fifteenth time passed, and the more intense the pressure of the Primordial Spirit, the Mortal in the presence was almost spared, and all fell.
The rest are almost cultivators, about three hundred people.
Even with these cultivators, the complexion is pale to the extreme. Finally, with a snoring sound, the first fall is not the cultivator of Qi Condensation Realm, but a cultivator of Golden Core Realm.
His complexion was pale, and the sorrowful squat was sitting on the ground.
Along with the first cultivator fell down, followed by the countdown, the large cultivator could no longer withstand the pressure of the Primordial Spirit, and fell again and again.
Until the third 10 breaths, there are not many figures in the field, only ten people.
Among them, there is that from Desolate Earth, the pupil light has a fierceness, and there is also a scorpion.
But even if the two people, the forehead is not secreted by cold sweat.
“what?”
Suddenly, Liu Mu Pupil light fretting, he looked at Qin Xuan.
He felt that something was wrong. From Qin Xuan, he couldn’t feel a little bit difficult, and the pair was slightly sloppy.
Absent-minded! ?
Under the pressure of the Primordial Spirit of Nascent Soul Middle Grade, how dare someone dare to be so mad?
In the eyes of the micro-coagulation, the Primordial Spirit moved, and in the meantime, his pressure in the Qin Xuan Sea of Consciousness almost doubled.
“This little fellow is interesting. Under the Primordial Spirit, I dare to be so careless!” Flowing clouds found that the eyes were a bit strange.
But with the flow of the Primordial Spirit, the heavier the pressure, the more intense the look of the flow.
In his eyes, even an incredible flash of light, his own pressure, I am afraid that even the Spirit Transformation big cultivator can not bear, but into this white hair, but it is like a muddy sea, not a little bit of sound.
There was a sigh of anger in the eyes, and there were only three people left in the entire venue.
The Golden Core cultivator from Desolate Earth, the Seven Kingdoms of Xiyun, and the Xu Xuan.
Suddenly, the Primordial Spirit behind the stream was shocked, and he was twice as strong as his display.
Hōng!
A burst of sound, as if the Divine Turtle stepped into the Sea of Consciousness, the Pirmorial Spirit pressure has more than doubled.
The Desolate Earth youth and the Muhammad complexion were pale and heart-wrenching, and Mu Yu was even more unbearable. In the vagueness, a blood was spurted and his face was exhausted.
This scene makes the tens of thousands of cultivators on the sidelines change suddenly.
“Flowing Mu!”
The cloud is even more high-sounding, and the singer will wake up.
After that, the Primordial Spirit was ready to disappear, and did not enter the Sea of Consciousness.
It seems that the self-flowing cloud is waking up and the Qin Xuan pupil light reunited. He slightly glanced at the figure that only one person left him, brows slightly wrinkle.
“Is the assessment finished?”
The whispers sounded weakly from this Heaven and Earth, but fell into the stream and a group of assessment Discile ears, such as the thunder.