Five Thousand Five Hundred and Seventy-Six Chapters?? Sad Loose Cultivation

Maybe it was the shadow of the cup bow and snake. The battle just now scared everyone's courage.

The human world without fighting is like this, and there are scruples in everything.

Broly slaughtered all over the world. Millions of years of slaughter have still not changed the status quo of the world.

If it was placed in the human world, it would have surrendered long ago.

After negotiating, all of them stood up together and headed to the holy mountain in the central continent.

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At this time, Jian Wushuang and Moruo hovered at a low altitude, watching the once-in-a-hundred-year entrance examination below.

The person who designed this kind of assessment is also very interesting, and let some disciples in the sect dress up as loose cultivators, and cooperate with those family children to assess together.

Every time the assessment, it seems that the loose cultivator has entered the Fengmen Mountain just like the children of the family, but behind them are their own people.

There is simply no loose cultivator who can enter Fengmen Mountain.

The mortal assessment is also very simple, it is just a simple competition, and there is no identification of their potential, or to stimulate their potential.

Even the original trial screening is not as good.

Especially the dark box operation.

There are actually quite a few loose cultivators who can come here, but without the help of resources, their strengths are very weak, very few are strong, and even fewer are comparable to those of the clan’s children.

Even if it is comparable, it will make these true loose cultivators match those disguised loose cultivators.

The disciples of Fengmen Mountain who disguised themselves as loose cultivators, although their strength is still the same, can deal with those true loose cultivators, but they are crushed.

on the ring.

A True Loose Cultivator named Xin Jiu was the strongest in this entry-level assessment, even stronger than those clan children.

His skin is dark, and his body has been refined to the extreme, and ordinary means cannot break his defenses at all.

Unfortunately, this time, he drew lots against a disciple of Fengmen Mountain who was disguised as a loose cultivator.

The realm and strength of the disciple of Fengmen Mountain exceeded Xin Jiu's cognition.

Clang!

A sword came out of the body, as fast as thunder, many spectators could not see the sword shadow clearly, when the sword stopped, a blood dance splashed on the ring.

"Exploding Sword!" A family disciple's eyes narrowed in surprise.

Being able to use a burst sword proves that you have practiced sword qi.

A loose cultivator can display sword qi, which makes these family members feel ashamed.

"This year's loose cultivator is too strong, neither of these two I have met is an opponent!" A girl from a big family touched her accessories with a worried look on her face.

An old man standing behind her raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "It's not all about strength if you want to enter Fengmen Mountain. Look at the one named Xin Jiu, isn't he quite unlucky?"

Thinking of this, the girl was not happy, but rather regretted: "With such a strong strength, it is a loose cultivator, and it would be a pity not to enter Fengmen Mountain!"

Most of these family members have only been born for a hundred years, and they have little knowledge of this world, so naturally they do not know some of the methods of Fengmen Mountain.

But the old man knew that he had come from this step before, but he had not attained Taoism and became an immortal. After cultivating on Fengmen Mountain for 100,000 years, he went down the mountain.

Return to the family and teach the younger generation of the family.

Hearing the girl's regret, the old man was stunned for a moment, surprised by his natural nature, and then his face recovered, thinking of something, he opened his mouth and said: "There is nothing to regret, they can't get in, this is life, change No way!"

"Oh!" The girl nodded in understanding, but didn't think much about it.

But that seed of fate is buried in the bottom of my heart.

The battles in the arena were basically one-sided. Among the clan's children, there were few sighs, and most of them were sitting on the mountain and watching tigers fight.

Which side of the loose cultivator, saw the frown slightly.

A loose cultivator who is not weak, said in a low voice: "The guy who uses the sword is too ruthless, everyone is a loose cultivator, so it is necessary!"

"Unfortunately, Brother Xin Jiu, I thought he would enter Fengmen Mountain this time, but I didn't expect to kill a master swordsman halfway!"

"It's nothing,

There are days outside the sky, and there are people outside people. At least this time, out of the ten places, four of our scattered cultivators entered Fengmen Mountain. In the past, there were two at most three. It seems that our scattered cultivators will be better in the future! "

After hearing this, the rest of the loose cultivators also felt a hint of solace in their hearts, and they all said: "Yes, those clan children, that is, have more resources than us. If everyone has the same resources, among the ten places, they may not necessarily be. How many can you stand on?"

In midair, Jian Wushuang watched all this and shook his head silently.

This non-existent hope is the most frustrating.

There was a murderous look in Moruo's eyes.

"Why, you can't even look down on you as a demon powerhouse!" Jian Wushuang was a little surprised, the Moruo Kingdom was following the magic path, and this Moruo elder was naturally a powerhouse of the magic path.

Moruo shook his head and said, "Young Master, you are wrong!"

wrong?

Jian Wushuang was a little confused, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

He really wanted to hear the reasoning of the great elder of the Moruo Kingdom!

"Young Master, do you know where our Demon Dao practitioners are born?" Moruo sighed: "We are almost all loose cultivators, and some of the children of the clan have entered the Demon Dao because of the injustice of the family!"

They are not born with the devil's way, nor are they without a little heart. In fact, they are the same as the righteous way, but the way is different.

"The injustice of the family will be judged by the head of the family and the head of the family, but who will judge the injustice of those loose cultivators?"

Moruo became more and more angry, and some bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes.

"It's not that we are willing to go to the devil's way, but we are forced to go to the devil's way. If we don't become strong, we will be bullied. Ordinary people compete for rations, practitioners compete for talent and treasures, and even mortal forces have the king in the world, not to mention cultivation. By!"

One person gets a chicken and a dog and ascends to heaven!

In a family, there is often a strong person who can enter the top forces and cover the entire family with the power of one person.

That's why, no matter where you go, there will be people holding a group.

The strength of one person is limited, but the strength of a group of people is unlimited.

The Earth Realm may eventually embark on the road of the Human Realm, but not now.

In the human world, the universe has been set, and the day when scattered cultivators will never come forward.

When Moruo said this, he thought back to his original self.

This is a story of the Moruo Kingdom.

Jian Wushuang listened carefully and was shocked, and at the same time admired Moruo.

It was a time of hunger and cold.

Mara was born in a dilapidated stone temple. His mother who begged was raped by another beggar and gave birth to him.

It's just that the beggar ran away long ago, leaving his mother alone to raise him.

Unfortunately, because his mother lost too much blood when he was born, he froze to death in the stone temple a month later.

Mara was rescued by an old monk in a stone temple.