The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

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"It's a bit difficult!"

A genius of the Divine Origin Realm frowned slightly when he saw the content of the test paper in front of him.

The 40 million Tianjiao who participated in the assessment this time are also in the Divine Origin Realm at the worst, and Quasi-Saint at the highest, so there are only three exam questions: Divine Origin, Po-Xu, and Quan-Saint.

The corresponding cultivation base, get the corresponding test paper.

"Start answering questions!"

Gong Qingqiu shouted.

The time for the essay test was only three hours, so all the arrogances did not dare to delay in the slightest, and immediately read the test questions and wisely chose the questions they knew best to answer.

The top of Misty Peak.

Ye Feng sat on the edge of the cliff and sat in the audience.

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At this time, they found that some prisoners could not be contacted. Roughly, there seemed to be thousands of people.

"Why can't I contact Immortal Emperor Tianding?"

"I can't get in touch with him either."

"I can't contact Immortal Emperor Baichi."

"Are they closed?"

"possible."

The black prisoners found clues and went to the residences of these black prisoners, only to find that the immortal emperors were all gone, not even their subordinates.

It's like, the world has evaporated!

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In a big world.

Ye Feng's body remained invisible, and he used evil thoughts copper coins and "Absolute Void" to control more than a dozen 35th-level Immortal Emperor-level prisoners.

puff!

They were instantly killed and dead.

The rich evil thoughts, flesh and law energy were all swallowed up by the evil thoughts copper coins, and finally absorbed by the evil thoughts crystals and Ye Feng respectively, without any waste.

"Fifteen again!"

Ye Feng sneered and left silently.

With the Nine Heavenly Venerates, he comes without a shadow, leaves without a trace, kills without a trace, plus the increase brought by the power of the small universe, it is difficult for the 90th-level Immortal Emperor to find traces of his appearance at the scene.

"Prisoners in black prisons are not stupid. They will definitely suspect me, but there is no evidence."

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There is a virtual space in it. As Tianjiao who participated in the assessment touches the test paper with his hands, the whole person is sucked into it. Only the inner picture is revealed on the surface of the test paper, which can be seen clearly by others.

in the examination space.

Tianjiao found that there was vitality in front of them condensed into a figure almost exactly like them, with the same cultivation and combat power as them.

Even the secret techniques they master, the other party will.

Boom!

The arrogances quickly bombarded the opponent, and there are artifact spirits in the Xumi space, and they can give points according to their performance to ensure enough fairness and justice.

boom!

A Tianjiao only persisted for half a quarter of an hour, and was blasted away by the figure of the virtual space, only to obtain more than 300 points, ranking last from the bottom.

"Well, it must have failed again."

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The last Tianjiao left the assessment space, and the assessments of this literary test and martial arts test were all over.

high in the air.

A huge light curtain is counting the scores. With the addition of the scores of the literary test and the martial arts test, the top 10,000 talents have become the prospective disciples of the Misty Sect.

"I'm ranked number 10,000, haha, I succeeded, I'm going to join the Misty Sect!"

A young man wept with joy.

Although there will be a third round of assessment in the future, UU reading www. uukanshu.com But that is only for ranking, to determine the order of the ten thousand disciples in the tenth generation of disciples.

To this young man, it didn't matter.

"My son passed the test!"

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The digital thirty-eighth-level Immortal Emperor perished out of thin air.

not far away.

Ye Feng has always remained invisible, absorbing the evil thoughts and energy emanating from these prisoners after their fall, and his eyes are full of indifference.

After a while.

He looked in the direction of Misty Sect.

"Very good. The tenth generation disciples are freshly released. In a few hours, they should all reach the top of Misty Peak. When that time comes, I won't be too late to go back."

Ye Feng murmured.

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